When they realized that Yi Qianmo and the two had left the dungeon and appeared in the square of the main hall of the Bad Secretariat.

At this moment, a large number of bad guards had blocked all exits, and most of the elders rushed over, with about twenty.

In addition, the bad commander who had a broken arm was in the center. When he saw the three people coming out, a proud smile appeared on the face of the bad commander.

He had been waiting for this moment for a long time. He heard that Yi Qianmo had defected to the evil clan. He originally thought that he had no hope of revenge, but he didn't expect that he would come back.

Liu Quan and Feng Yu had just come to their senses from the scene just now. Seeing the scene in front of them, both of them showed despair.

Yi Qianmo's combat power did surprise them, but now he is facing a bad master, and his strength is unfathomable.

But everyone knows that in the Tongtian Sect, the seven lords of the hall are not the opponents of the bad lords, let alone Yi Qianmo.

"Traitor, I didn't expect you to come back!"

The bad minister said coldly.

"Of course I'm going to come back."

Yi Qianmo smiled and said, "If you don't come back, how can you kill you?"

As soon as these words came out, the monks present were in an uproar. One of the elders immediately said: "I am so arrogant. I immediately set up a formation to kill this traitor and clean up the portal for my Tongtian Sect!"

"Slow down."

The bad master sneered, "Since he wants to kill me, I will give him this opportunity today to see what kind of ants can use to kill me!"

The elders didn't say anything. If the bad master took action, he would have been able to capture it. No monks present thought he would lose, even Liu Quan and Feng Yu were the same.

Even if it is just one-armed, the bad master can still take Yi Qianmo, and it doesn't even require a few more rounds.

While speaking, he slowly stood up. At the same time, the elders retreated to the distance, and the pattern of the square ground flickered, and a layer of light curtain rose.

As they were about to cover them, Yi Qianmo said without looking back: "You guys go outside too, don't worry about me, just try my strength, what level has it reached!"

Feng Yu and Liu Quan had no time to react, so they were dragged out of the light curtain by a powerful force. As the light curtain was covered, only him and the bad master were left in the square.

Not far away, the bad master waved his hand, and the blood-colored robe on his body shook. He hooked his hand at Yi Qianmo and said, "I will let you have three moves. Within three moves, if you can touch my sleeves, I will be considered you to win!"

No one was surprised. Even if only one arm was left, the bad master was the strongest person in Tongtian Sect except the leader.

"Since you promised so much, I'm not polite!"

Yi Qianmo did not use Long Que. He wanted to use the bad master to test his combat power at this moment.

As the fifty star domains surged in the body, the majestic star power gathered on the Kyushu tree, and three hearts beating violently, and the star power gathered on the fist.

"Swoosh!"

The starlight flashed, and in less than a blink of an eye, Yi Qianmo's fist swung had already fallen on the face of the bad master!

Yes, the fast monks present did not react. With a loud "boom", their fists fell heavily on the face of the bad master.

The fist force hit his forehead and knocked his head off for a moment. His body slammed heavily on the light curtain like an arrow, almost tearing the light curtain to pieces.

When everyone came to their senses, Yi Qianmo stood in the position of the bad minister, and the bad minister was stuck to the light curtain, his face was covered in blood and blood, and most of it was missing!

silence!

At this moment, there was no sound in the square. If Yi Qianmo was punched out and hung upside down on the light curtain, they would have no surprise at all.

But the problem is that it was not Yi Qianmo who hung upside down on the light curtain and lost half of his face, but the bad master.

This person, second only to the leader of Tongtian, just said that as long as Yi Qianmo could touch his sleeve, he would win.

Now, not only did I meet it, but I didn’t even have half of my face!

"Am I dreaming?"

Liu Quan raised his hand and slapped himself. When he felt the pain, he realized that the scene in front of him was all real.

Feng Yu, who was standing beside him, was so surprised that he couldn't speak. He felt that all this was definitely not true.

"Can't you stand it with a punch?"

Yi Qianmo smiled and said, "Pretending to death with me!"

At this moment, the monks present reacted and looked at the bad master. They saw their body trembling, hanging in the air, and the face that had been smashed halfway out of the air began to wriggle.

When people saw him clearly again, they saw that their eyes seemed to have turned into two deep wells, and the deep well was full of murderous aura!

"You're not bad!"

The bad master did not feel embarrassed, "You can actually hurt me. You are very good. This is interesting. I thought you were just an ant, but I didn't expect... you grew up so fast!"

Yi Qianmo smiled, stretched out his hand at the bad master, hooked his fingers, and said, "If you can touch my sleeves, I will be more generous and stand here and let you cut off my head!"

His punch had not yet used the power of the world. If he used the power of the world, the bad master would not be his opponent at all. At this moment, he also roughly knew what level of his strength was.

Without the power of the world, there is absolutely no problem for cultivators who fight 100,000 dragons. Using the power of the world will definitely crush cultivators who fight 100,000 dragons, but it is still a bit unsure to get through the leader of the Heavenly Sect.

As soon as these words were said, the bad master was forced into a desperate situation. He raised his hand and a blood-colored sword appeared in his hand. He waved the sword and slashed at Yi Qianmo!

His combat power is the same as the city lord, and it is not as high as 100,000 dragons, but the murderous aura of this sword is condensed into substance.

In an instant, the entire square seemed to have become a purgatory of corpses and seas of blood. Not to mention it was inside the light curtain or outside the light curtain, they felt a chill all over.

In the face of such murderous intent, ordinary monks can't even stand firmly, let alone fight with them.

But Yi Qianmo, who was standing in the same place, was not only not afraid, but instead looked contemptuous. When the sword came, the sword light flashed in his hand, and Long Que was in his hand!

"Clang!"

He waved Long Que and rushed towards the blood-colored sword. He heard a violent sound of metal and iron fighting, and the shocking light curtain ripples.

However, what shocked them was that Yi Qianmo actually stood there without taking a step back. Instead, he was the bad master who was slashed down with one sword and was shocked back.

Under the huge energy, the blood-colored robe was torn apart in an instant, and the bun was broken. The body hit the light curtain again, and the light curtain almost torn apart.

"This... this is impossible, your combat power... how can your combat power reach such a level? This... this is impossible!!!"

The bad master looked at the scene in front of him in shock.

If it weren't for personal experience, he would never believe it, because the last time he saw Yi Qianmo, he had less than 80,000 dragons.
Chapter completed!