Chapter 283: Holy Messenger

On the ruins, Zhao Yi sat on it bored, dozing off drowsily.

"This outsider is too arrogant. He alarmed the Holy Envoy, but he didn't care."

"It's actually sleeping, you don't pay attention to us at all!"

"Hmph! The Holy Envoy will definitely kill him."

"..."

As time passed, people from the nearby Blood Demon Palace began to gather towards Zhao Yi little by little, but they always kept a safe distance.

But seeing Zhao Yi's casual look, he was angry and helpless.

"Is it coming?"

Although Zhao Yi was drowsy, he still had a sense of consciousness covering a radius of a hundred miles, even a mosquito could not escape his perception.

At the top of the sky, bursts of red mist flashed, and immediately after that, figures stepped out through the air!

Seeing this, the countless Xuesha people below immediately exclaimed, as if they had seen the victory of the holy envoys!

"Outsiders, you are the one who will destroy all the countless branches of my Blood Demon Palace."

In the middle of the sky, there were ten people standing in the air, and around them, bursts of red mist were rippling like blood gods, extremely ferocious.

However, Zhao Yi didn't seem to hear it, and was still drowsy.

"What an arrogant outsider!"

A holy envoy couldn't stand it any longer, shouted angrily, and his figure turned into a stream of blood, rushing towards Zhao Yi.

A huge ax appeared in his hand at some point, and he smashed it down directly.

At that speed, there is no way to avoid it!

"boom!"

A low and muffled sound resounded, and the aftermath of power began to spread crazily to the surroundings. When everyone thought that Zhao Yi was bound to die, they were stunned by the scene before them.

Zhao Yi, with only two fingers, caught the attack of the holy envoy!

"How can this be?!"

The envoy was shocked, and wanted to pull out the giant axe, but found that no matter how hard he tried, it wouldn't budge!

"A holy envoy, but the strength of an ordinary martial saint."

Zhao Yi said lightly, a look of disappointment flashed across his eyes.

"Don't underestimate me!"

Seeing Zhao Yi showing regret, the envoy raised his eyelids and was furious immediately. He stretched out his other palm, forming a fist with red evil spirit, and slammed it hard.

"die!"

Zhao Yi's eyes turned cold, and his punching speed was faster, and he came back, hitting the envoy fiercely.

"boom!"

A low and muffled sound resounded, and spiritual power gushed out, directly blasting the envoy until there was not even a scum left.

The blood fiends outside the arena all have big mouths, big enough to stuff a few eggs.

The strongest combat power in the legend who ruled the Southern Region was actually defeated by Zhao Yi, an understatement? !

This is simply the existence of God!

"One... one move!"

The remaining nine holy envoys in mid-air swallowed secretly, and took a step back in fear.

A holy envoy was instantly killed with one move. If they forcefully attack, they will probably only end up being instantly killed.

"Hmph! As a holy envoy of our clan, how can you have such cowardly thoughts!"

A cold snort suddenly resounded in the sky, and a man in a red robe suddenly appeared in the sky.

With his appearance, even the sky became dark red.

"It's God! God came to the world to get rid of the devil!"

The sudden vision made the blood fiends very excited, as if Zhao Yi would be punished no matter what kind of demon he was if he appeared.

"Meet the Holy Lord Heisha!"

Seeing the man in the red robe, the envoys all knelt on one knee, their bodies agitated, they didn't expect him to show up in person!

"No matter who he is, follow my orders and destroy him!"

After the Lord Heisha finished speaking, the remaining nine envoys all nodded their heads heavily, as if they had endless energy.

"kill!"

The nine envoys roared in unison, all drew their weapons, strangled Zhao Yi without hesitation.

Before the attack hit the ground, the ground was immediately overturned with a thick layer of snow.

"Holy Master, this guy's strength is probably about the same as that of Dihong Shengjun."

Zhao Yi turned a blind eye to the nine people who were rushing towards him, and his eyes were fixed on the Holy Lord Heisha.

"Maybe, he knows things outside this world."

The corner of Zhao Yi's mouth raised slightly, and he rushed straight out without any fluctuations in the attack.

"If you don't escape, you are dead!"

This thought flashed through the minds of the nine holy envoys, and before the sneer spread on their faces, it immediately froze, and there was even a hint of panic in their eyes.

Because they discovered that their bodies spontaneously ignited strangely without fire, and the flames spread wildly, spreading all over their bodies in just a few breaths.

"ah!"

The screams rang out at the same time, and before the sound could be prolonged, they stopped abruptly. When everyone reacted, there were no ashes left.

"What kind of trick was that... just now?"

The eyes of Holy Lord Heisha couldn't help squinting, he stared at Zhao Yi firmly, the flame just now, even he felt the fear from the soul.

"Are you the strongest in the Blood Demon Palace? Do you know how to leave this continent?"

Zhao Yi came in front of the Holy Lord Heisha, but instead of making a move, he asked.

"Die

! "

The Holy Master Heisha looked puzzled, he didn't bother to pay attention to Zhao Yi's question, his evil spirit rolled, formed a thick mace, and slammed down on Zhao Yi's head fiercely.

"It seems that we still have to fight...you will be honest!"

As Zhao Yi said, the spiritual power in his body swept out unreservedly, and Zhao Yi had to use all his strength in the face of a strong man at the level of a sage.

Besides, the boundaries of the Southern Territory are repulsed by spiritual power!

"Boom!"

Zhao Yi rushed out immediately, the spiritual power in his body was tumbling wildly, and collided with the Lord Heisha.

Spiritual power and evil spirit, like two heavens, collided crazily, and the mountains, rivers and rivers below were all destroyed without exception.

Zhao Yi and the Holy Master Heisha fought hard. Although they did not fall into the slightest disadvantage, it was difficult to end the battle for a while.

"Is this the fighting power of Xue Sharen? It's really tyrannical."

Zhao Yi thought to himself, if he hadn't had a certain resistance to evil spirits, he might have been killed several times by the blood evil spirits.

After all, that evil spirit can even affect the mind.

"Xiantian Demon Pillar!"

As time went by, after Zhao Yi figured out Xue Sharen's fighting style, he didn't bother to entangle him anymore, and without the slightest hesitation, a magic pillar immediately appeared in his hand.

A wave of evil spirit that was stronger than that of the Holy Lord Heisha soared into the sky, and Zhao Yi's eyes turned crimson red.

"You...how do you have my family's magic weapon?!"

The Lord Heisha had an incredible expression on his face, and the quality of the magic weapon was even better than anything he had ever seen before!

"Impossible, you are just a foreigner, it is impossible to have such a magic weapon, you must have stolen my family's treasure, and I will definitely tear you to pieces!"

The Holy Lord Heisha growled, and a spear appeared in his hand, which seemed extraordinary, but compared with Zhao Yi's magic pillar, it paled in comparison.

"madness."

Zhao Yi shook his head, picked up the magic pillar and rushed over.