"What? Where was that confidence from a moment ago?"
The red-clothed woman looked down at Qin Yi, who was rolling on the ground, with contempt in her eyes.
"Illusion Wind, rise." Qin Yi suppressed his pain and shouted.
A fierce gale instantly swept up.
The reason for Qin Yi's suffering was the red powder swirling around him in the wind.
Just a moment of distraction, and suddenly he was enveloped by this red powder, instantly losing his combat power.
As long as he blew away the red powder, he wouldn't fear Mo You in front of him next time with preparation.
The name of Illusion Wind Qin Yi was not one to be taken lightly.
Qin Yi cultivated in the Wind Dao and was the Sub Hall Master of the Wind Shattering Hall; his wind control skills were not weak at all.
Indeed.
The fierce wind picked up, continuously dispersing the red powder around.
Qin Yi's previously pained face gradually eased.
"I've done it." Qin Yi's face showed joy.
