The blood-red sharp arrow, unstoppable as bamboo, smashed through all of Lin Bai's defenses, but suddenly vanished just a step away from him. At that moment, Lin Bai turned to look at Li Zhengyi...
Li Zhengyi was expressionless, his eyes gradually pooling with killing intent.
In the blood-red mist, the Blood Moon watched the scene before him in terror: "How is this possible! My Blood-light Arrow, formed from my own blood, is indestructible, how could it just disappear suddenly?"
Just then, the Blood Moon slightly raised his head to look at Li Zhengyi on the cloud top!
"Such a shame! Just a bit short!" The Great Priest of the Heavenly Saber Tribe said, clearly unwilling, raising his head to look at Li Zhengyi.
At the moment of realization earlier, among all the warriors present, only three to five knew that it was Li Zhengyi who took action!
Li Zhengyi sat on the cloud top, coldly watching the blood-red mist, and said unfeelingly: "Do you have any last words before you die?"
