Chapter 1473 Educating Disciples!

This shadow is naturally a clone created by Xiao Tian with the mysterious purple beads.

Because this clone only had the strength of the Tribulation-Transcending Immortal and could not help Xiao Tian deal with the suture monster, he hurried to the place where Zhao Yun was crossing the tribulation under Xiao Tian's order to prevent Zhao Yun from the third wave of the Eye of the Sky. What happened under the attack?

Everyone around looked at Zhao Yun and Master Zixu, who were as small as ants under the eyes of the sky, with different expressions on their faces.

People like Nanhua Laoxian, Yu Ji and others were mostly worried and curious.

Because they have personally experienced the power of the Eye of the Sky and know the extent of attacks Master Zixu and Zhao Yun will face.

Nanhua Old Immortal and others were worried that Zhao Yun and Master Zixu would not be able to withstand the attack of the Eye of the Sky, but on the other hand they hoped that they could survive the attack safely so that they could see the attack behind them.

But it was different for others. Those people from aristocratic families who had enmity with Zhao Yun wished that Zhao Yun would fall under the Eye of the Sky, and Master Zixu, who seemed to be familiar with Zhao Yun, was also hated by them.

"Hmph, he's just a returning Earth Immortal," someone said disdainfully: "Nanhua Old Immortal and other Tribulation-Transcending Heavenly Immortals dare not stay under the vortex of Tribulation Cloud. Two Earth Immortals still dare to show off. I really don't know. Life or death!"

"It would be funny if Zhao Yun died under this vortex of tribulation clouds," some people said, looking at the vortex of tribulation clouds above, as if they saw the scene of Zhao Yun falling under the eyes of the sky, with a happy smile on their face.

"..."

Zhao Yun's expression turned cold when he heard the discussions around him. His eyes swept over the people around him, and he was surrounded by a faint thunder.

"Zilong, please be patient," Master Zixu said quickly when he saw that Zhao Yun was distracted.

At the same time, a purple sun appeared behind Master Zixu, protecting him within it.

Zhao Yun nodded slightly when he heard the words, and then, in the eyes of everyone's disbelief, he waved the bright silver gentian gun and rushed towards the Eye of the Sky.

"This impulsive boy!" Xiao Tian, ​​who observed this scene through Xuanguang Technique, changed his expression, and the movements of his hands unconsciously slowed down a lot. The suture monster that was originally suppressed by him also took the opportunity to relax.

The violent spiritual energy of heaven and earth was sucked into the body of the suture monster, and then a large amount of rotten flesh grew out of the suture monster.

Taking a deep breath, Xiao Tian's palm passed directly through the light mirror constructed by Xuanguang Technique. A huge shadow of his palm appeared above the Eye of the Sky and slammed down.

The Eye of the Sky was directly smashed into pieces, and Zhao Yun, who was rushing towards the Eye of the Sky, was also swatted into the ground by the phantom of the palm like a fly.

"You brave boy should suffer a little." After doing all this, Xiao Tiancai retracted his palm and snorted coldly. His eyes fell on the suture monster in front of him. The boundless sword light shot straight into the sky, towards the suture monster. Cut it.

At the place where Zhao Yun was overcoming the tribulation, Old Immortal Nanhua and others saw this scene, and their expressions were a little stiff.

Originally they thought they could witness an earth-shattering air battle between master and disciple. After all, the Eye of the Sky was arranged by Xiao Tian, ​​and in a sense it could represent Xiao Tian.

However, they did not expect that Xiao Tian would suddenly take action and send the Eye of the Sky and Zhao Yun flying away together!

"Cough, bah! Bah!" Zhao Yun crawled out of the ground in disgrace, spitting out the dirt and grass blades in his mouth, looking at the shadow of his palm slowly dissipating in the sky, his face full of depression.