"It's you!" An expression of extreme fear and resentment appeared on the face of the third commander, and the woman in the black robe also turned her gaze to the red-haired boy.

"What you are talking about is this person?" Purple eyes carefully looked at the boy in front of him: "I have some strength, but I still don't have enough to see."

"I have killed countless guys like this, just as much sand in this desert." Her tone seemed to be talking to a dead man: "But before killing you, I was still a little curious about how you knew here."

"A friend told me that I came to do her a favor." Tianyi said calmly: "And you can't kill me either."

"A favor?" The woman in black robe chewed this sentence carefully, obviously completely ignoring Tianyi's second half of the sentence. Since the meeting, she has seen Tianyi's strength. She has regarded the life of this young man as the thing in her pocket. She just needs to take action and immediately let him die, so she is not in a hurry to kill him. What she really doubts is how the other party knew about this place.

"Tell me everything you know, maybe you will die a little easier. Otherwise??" A cold smile appeared on the corner of the woman in black robe, and an invisible heavy pressure was applied to Tianyi's position.

This pressure was so strong that the ground around Tianyi was cracked. With the gaze, the power of eyes and courage, the ground cracked open. This is what Tianyi experienced not long ago, and in a more timeless era, the same pressure as Yesaro. In this era, this pressure is undoubtedly a legendary figure who stands at the top of countless people and is worshipped by the world.

But ten thousand years ago, such power was just an ant.

Yes, ant. As the woman in the black robe said, she killed a person of the level of "Tianyi" like the sand in the desert. Tianyi. As the creator of human fighting spirit, magic, and assassination techniques, a man with the origin of all martial arts and the peak. She had killed a master like Ye Saluo and a woman in the black robe, as there were as many sand in the desert. She could not count and remember it.

When this mountain-like pressure was covered with Tianyi, he was unmoved. He just looked like usual and summoned an ice popsicle and put it in his mouth.

The woman in black robe was shocked. Seeing Tianyi's usual expression, a ridiculous feeling came from her mind, as if she was obviously a fragile object that could be broken with her hand, but she still couldn't move. This feeling that was inconsistent with her own expectations, common sense and years of experience formed a strange net that enveloped her heart. In the expectation, the young man should immediately crawl and kneel on the ground, with pain and fear on his face, and maybe even urinated. But the fact was not the case. Tianyi, the red-haired young man was still motionless. He seemed to have no feeling of her deterrence. This made her have a strange view of the young man in front of her.

This person is not as simple as it seems. Behind his "weak" strength, there is something unknown hidden, which makes him perform completely inconsistent with his own strength.

As a result, the idea that the young man had at first, "his life is in my hand, and he can be killed with one hand" began to shake. The woman in black robe reviewed the red-haired boy in her heart.

"Who are you?" The powerful pressure she showed dissipated in an instant, and her purple eyes were more cold and indifferent at this time. However, there was a state of the bottomless deep pool. She tried to see through everything about this person through her thousand years of experience and dig out all the secrets hidden behind him.

"I am Tianyi. Didn't he tell you just now?" Tianyi pointed at the third leader sitting on the ground. This man was already scared by the majesty of the woman in black robe, and his pants and sand were wet.

Unexpectedly, he was intimidated by the remaining power he possessed by his own people, which was a strange story, but this also indirectly reflected the terrifying strength of the woman in black robe. She was like Arthur Row who was incomparable to him. If he was putting pressure on his face like Tianyi, he was afraid that he would have died immediately on the spot.

"Just... it's this person..." The third leader said with trembling all over: "He killed Arthur."

"Hmph, it's ridiculous." The woman in black robe snorted coldly, and she took the attention of the red-haired boy for no reason. Because she didn't believe it at all. Even if he was so strange, how could he cross the gap of the "personal position" and kill a legendary figure who was not far from her, the person who was worshipped by the academy who was favored on the statue and was extremely tall.

Therefore, she thought that all the three leaders said were lies. She did hear the news of Arthur's death and the news of the gods who broke through the space with a purple crack, but she didn't care about this, because such combat power is capital. No matter what, a person cannot cross the gap between the human positions and kill a strong man. As for the reason, she is a human position, she knows it.

Yes, the experience and confidence that is made up of the heads, blood, screams and howlings of countless so-called saint-level god-level powerful people can't be shaken by a small strange thing.

"Weak." After a silent remark, a green light quietly climbed up to the soles of Tianyi's feet. These lights slowly penetrated into Tianyi's legs like snakes, floating as if nothing was missing, but also shocking, as if they were poisonous snakes peeking in the dark, trying to sink the enemy into a deadly abyss.

Through the body, the strange magic directly penetrated into the smallest meridians and controlled the most life-long production capacity department.

A god-level warrior fell to the ground immediately after hitting this move.

If you are weaker, you cannot breathe directly because your muscles are relaxed and your heart cannot beat and die immediately. However, this is just a small weakness, the lowest magic of the demons of the witch clan.

The Witch Demon, what kind of race should be mentioned? The negative blessing magic makes countless strong people frightened, seizes countless strong people's lives, and becomes an existence that no one wants to provoke. That terrifying, dangerous and evil race.

Even the Kulun Demon, the Shadow Demon are unwilling to provoke the same level of witch demons on the contrary, because their curse is too tricky and evil. The curse that causes people to produce various strange effects will suddenly cause the enemy to suffer unimaginable negative effects. Maybe life is worse than death, maybe the corpse is gone, or maybe even if you die, you don’t know how you die. Their mysterious curse will always become a nightmare hidden in your heart, and it will linger. At that moment, it will suddenly start to kill you, and it will gradually chew on your body and erode your soul until you don’t even have any scum left.

"It's a little uncomfortable." The woman in black robe stared at Tianyi with purple eyes. Seeing him licking the popsicle freely, she actually felt so unbearable inside. The pain of the power of her body being exhausted in an instant, from the altar to the pain of a chicken and a dog being slaughtered in an instant, she had seen too many weakness and the pain of losing control of her own power.

Weakness brings not only weakness, but also despair.

The curse of the witch demon is not only the effect of weakening the opponent's body, but also invisibly destroying the enemy's spirit. Because it carries a deep-rooted essence stored in this race, it is a sharp blade that assassinates the enemy's heart, and desires to impose cruel and abuse on the enemy. The quality of this ghost animal is firmly pierced in their bones. If the torture exerted by the Holy Light Referee was studied by them in the day after tomorrow, then the brilliant mental ability of the witch demon is innate, suppressing the opponent from the root and bone, and making them completely crawling ants from both body and mind, which is more terrifying than destroying the opponent's body.

Sow fear, control, and torture. Witch and Demon, also known as "torture race".

However, Tianyi still did not show any embarrassment that should have appeared, but continued to lick the popsicle leisurely. His indifferent eyes seemed to be saying, "You are wrong."

Why can this person ignore the curse? The woman in black stared at the red-haired boy with purple eyes, hoping to know the little reason from his expression.

However, she was destined to be disappointed. This terrifying young man was still smiling, looking simple, sunny, and holding a huge popsicle in his palm, licking it with great pleasure.

"Who are you? You can be immune to curses. Your bloodline must be extremely famous and powerful."

At this time, the Black Witch still believed that it must be because of some unknown reason that this young man was not afraid of his own curse. At all, it was not willing to think about it at all. This young man was much stronger than himself and that such things happened.

"Is bloodline? I am the source of human bloodline."

Swallowing the sweet ice on the popsicle in one mouthful, Tianyi raised his hand and wiped the corner of his mouth childishly, like a seven or eight-year-old child.

However, before the black-robed woman on the opposite side could laugh, there was no small wood long on the popsicle, like a sharp sword, piercing through the air and came to her with a shocking howling sound.

"You're looking for death."

Although this small wooden stick looks extraordinary, it is just a popsicle after all. How could the woman in black robe take it seriously as a master in human positions?

So, what she cared more about was Tianyi's attitude, the disdain, as if she was making fun of an ant.

It's been so many years, and she hasn't encountered such a situation, and she doesn't remember it herself.

Unexpectedly, now that it appears again, it is still in a young man who is ignorant of the world, which makes her feel ridiculous and terrifying.
Chapter completed!