"The ancient sage spirit, the tears of the stars!"

"Oh my God, this is actually a legendary holy object."

Seeing the tears of stars shining like stars, the audience was in a panic.

This is definitely the supreme treasure.

Even if it is a saint, I am afraid that he will be moved and fight for it.

In front of the tears of the stars, the cold pattern and blood blade are the slag in the garbage.

"This, how is this possible?"

"Zhao Yi, he actually cut out the tears of stars from a stone?"

"All this is false, it's an illusion."

Xuan Yun murmured to himself, unable to accept this scene.

At this moment, the entire Wuming City and even the powerful people from all directions sensed the existence of the tears of the stars, and at this moment, they all turned their attention here.

Even more, there is a terrifying aura in the world around the world.

Zhao Yi didn't pay attention to this.

His eyes at this moment fell on Xuan Yun.

"I said, you lost."

"So, your life is mine."

"The cold-patterned green blood blade, the ancient Yuanyang pill, and the green spiritual source in your hand are all mine."

Zhao Yi stood up, carefully put away the tears of the stars, and walked towards Xuan Yun step by step.

"Zhao Yi, you want me to admit defeat, don't think so."

"Do you know that if you get the tears of the stars, you will inevitably attract the powerful people to come and grab them."

"Even, there will be a real saint who will take action, so if you don't escape now, you will die."

Xuan Yun shouted.

"Is that true?"

"Maybe you're right."

"But before that, I will take your life first."

While speaking, Zhao Yi had already punched Xuan Yun.

Xuan Yun's eyes were red and he said furiously: "Do you really think I'm afraid of you? I just need to hold you back and wait for the strong people from all sides to come, and you will die."

Xuan Yun held the cold patterned green blood blade in his hand and rushed towards Zhao Yi.
Chapter completed!