Zhao Mingyang stood on the ring with his hands on his back, looking down at Lin Yi like a god. He said with a cold and arrogant look: "Lin Zhetian, you killed my eldest disciple and provoked my clan leader. Logically speaking, I must kill you. However, my clan leader has always cherished talents, so I decided to give you a glimmer of hope."

As he said this, he pointed to the dust on the brocade boots and said to Lin Yi: "Did you see the soil on my shoes? Just climb over and kneel at my feet, and lick the soil on my shoes for me. The leader of the clan will spare you a life and will take you under his command and become one of my disciples of the Light clan."

No one expected that the clan leader of the Light Clan would actually open a side of Lin Zhetian and leave him a way of life. Although this road of life is very insulting, it was the tall clan leader of the Light Clan!

The Light Clan is one of the most powerful races in the depths of the starry sky. Once Zhao Mingyang returns to the depths of the starry sky, the Light Clan on the ancient starry sky will follow the chickens and dogs to the sky.

At this time, taking over the command of the Light Clan is definitely something countless people dream of for the monks in the ancient starry sky cultivation world.

Although the leader of the Guangming clan proposed the conditions for Lin Zhetian, he still felt that if Lin Zhetian did not seize this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, he would be an idiot!

"I really can't figure out what Lin Zhetian is still standing stupidly? The leader of the Guangming clan opened his mouth, left him a way out, and gave him the opportunity to join the Guangming clan. Shouldn't he be grateful to the leader of the Guangming clan?"

"That's right, if it were me, let alone licking the soil on the head of the Light Clan's shoes, even if the head of the Light Clan asked me to swallow his shoes in one bite, I would not hesitate!"

"But some people just pretend to be kind, but so what? Lick the shoes of the leader of the Guangming clan and have a glimmer of life. If you resist stubbornly, you will be dead in the end."

"Lin Zhetian was stunned for five breaths. It seems that he is planning to continue to resist. In front of the leader of the Light Clan, he is like an ant. This time he is dead."

Countless people looked at the ring with gloating pleasure, Zhao Mingyang, who was tall and looked like a god on the ring, and Lin Zhetian, who was in a dilemma without saying a word.

However, what no one expected was that Lin Zhetian suddenly laughed.

He smiled and looked at Zhao Mingyang, the leader of the Guangming clan, and said, "Why are you talking so much nonsense? Come and die."

Lin Yi's voice was not loud, but it sounded like thunder in the ears of hundreds of thousands of viewers.

"What? He actually asked the leader of the Light Clan to go over and die?! My God!!! Could it be that Lin Zhetian was crazy?"

"I think he is really crazy. A little Martial Emperor dares to challenge the peak Martial Saint. Don't blink. Everyone, take a good look and see how he died."

The sound of exclamations came one after another.

Zhao Mingyang, the leader of the Guangming clan, was completely angry by Lin Yi. He laughed wildly at the sky and said with anger: "Little boy, it has been many years, and no one dares to speak to the clan leader like this. You are very good. The leader personally sends you on his way and goes to the underworld to serve my unfilial disciple. Die!"

Zhao Mingyang took action!

He slowly stretched out his right hand, and there seemed to be a brilliant little sun in his palm, bursting out thousands of rays of light, shooting towards Lin Yi.

At the same time, his palm fell from the sky, like an umbrella, slashing towards Lin Yi.

In an instant!

The temperature in the entire venue suddenly increased by twenty degrees, and countless people were sweating profusely and their faces were red.

"Divine Art of Light! The leader of the Light Clan used his magical art of Light as soon as he made a move. It was really terrible."

"The same divine art of light is used in the hands of the leader of the Light clan and is completely different from that of Zhao Haitian."

"I feel like I'm in a terrifying furnace, and I'm at risk of being refined at any time."

"This is the most terrifying part of the Divine Art of Light. Once you practice it to the greatest extent, you can turn a dam of a thousand miles into a ruin!"

"Fortunately, we are not the opponent of the leader of the Guangming clan. At this moment, I'm afraid that Lin Zhetian has been scorched."

Countless people were nervous and curious, narrowed their eyes and looked at the battlefield in the dazzling light.

At this time, everyone saw Lin Zhetian resisting stubbornly.

Lin Zhetian clenched his fist with his right hand, faced the light of the sky, and hit the palm that Zhao Mingyang slapped, and punched out.

This punch looked plain, but when it was punched out, a black lightning suddenly appeared in the void, tearing the dazzling light away, like a knife cutting butter, and it was neat.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Yi's punch hit the head of the Light Clan's chest.

Zhao Mingyang looked at Lin Yi in disbelief and the big fist he burst out was obviously slow, but he could not dodge anyway. Just as he watched, Lin Yi's fist fell on his chest.

boom!!!

It seemed like the thunder that had accumulated hundreds of thousands of years exploded at this moment.

Accompanied by a deafening loud noise, Zhao Mingyang screamed and was actually blown to pieces.

In an instant, the holy blood dyed the air red and the ground red.

"This...this...this...this is possible? How could Lin Zhetian be so strong?!!He...he actually smashed the leader of the Light Clan with one punch!!!"

"My God!!! What did I see? Lin Zhetian killed Zhao Mingyang, the leader of the Light Clan, in seconds!!!"

At this moment, hundreds of thousands of people were petrified on the spot.

At this moment, countless giants' eyes twitched wildly and collectively lost their voices.

"Emperor God Fist!!! This is Lin Yi's Emperor God Fist!!! Lin Zhetian turned out to be the great devil Lin Yi——"

Suddenly, Zhao Mingyang, who had just reshaped hissing, opened his throat and hissed sharply.

"What? Lin Zhetian is Lin Yi?!! Really? Didn't Lin Yi go into seclusion in the Moon God Palace? How could he come here?"

"Yes, Lin Yi is not as beautiful as Lin Zhetian. Judging from his appearance, the two of them are not the same person at all."

"Absolutely not wrong! Apart from Lin Yi, who else can use the Emperor's Fist that can smash the peak martial saint in the entire ancient starry sky?

There is a giant who will make the final decision.

At this moment, everyone present changed their colors.

Lao Yang Dingtian was so shocked that the corners of his mouth were trembling.

The corners of the eyes of the Magnese Holy could not help but tremble.

The Beast Saint swallowed hard and spitted, his face full of solemnity.

The head of the Blood Demon Clan's gaze suddenly became strange.

Kaisa, the patriarch of the ancient demon clan, snorted heavily, showing murderous intent.

The patriarch of the ancient corpse tribe suddenly frowned.

The Fire Ant Saint sneered at him and the pair of tentacles above his head suddenly became as hot as fire.

Bo Wentian, the head of the Botian clan, suddenly put down the teacup and looked up at Lin Yi deeply.
Chapter completed!