Bang!

There was an explosion, and the cultivator was kicked out without saying a word. There was no movement before he even hit the ground. He was probably dead.

Such a brutal fight frightened the last practitioner. He hesitated and did not dare to approach Li Yi again for fear of being punched to death.

At this moment, one of Lao Ya's arms was broken, and he was sweating coldly despite the severe pain. There was no possibility of beating him anymore.

"Why did you stop fighting? Old Crow, look at me."

Under the dim light, Li Yi was covered in blood. His eyes were shining, and he clenched his fists and stared at Lao Ya and the remaining cultivator. He did not stop, but walked towards the two people step by step.

approaching.

"You stinky boy!" Old Crow's eyelids were twitching at this moment, and his heart was filled with fear.

He felt as if he was hunting a terrifying beast in a dangerous area at this moment. The Li Yi in front of him was simply not something that a practitioner in the spiritual medium realm could fight against.

Seven people.

There were a total of seven people, all of whom were ruthless figures in the realm of psychics. However, in less than a minute after entering this house, three of them were beaten to death by Li Yi with his fists, two were seriously injured and were on the verge of death, and even he was injured.

One arm was lost, but only one person was still intact.

But the remaining person is probably scared out of his wits.

"escape!"

Sure enough, the remaining cultivator no longer had the courage to take action. Facing the approaching Li Yi, he collapsed at this moment and turned around and ran away without hesitation.

"Bang!"

Almost at the same moment, Li Yi's figure came into view.

The practitioner had just reached the window when he was punched in the back. Then his body went limp and he fell out of the window.

Following a dull sound of landing, there was no more movement outside.

Lao Ya didn't move, he just glanced at it, knowing in his heart that no one in this room could leave today, including him.

"Hey, I thought seven people could take you down, but I underestimated it." He laughed self-deprecatingly: "Are strange objects really so scary? How can an ordinary person like you achieve such a transformation?"

"If I'm to blame, I blame you for being greedy. If you were willing to give me money instead of killing people to silence me, I really wouldn't want that pile of rags. And do you think I relied on strange items to kill you people today?" Li Yi said coldly.

Fierce and murderous.

"It makes sense. Rare objects can only help you practice quickly, but not to this extent." It was only then that Lao Ya noticed the specialness of this room.

But I saw fist prints and footprints left on the ceiling, walls, and floor of this house.

These are the traces left behind after Li Yi's hard training.

"I failed today, I admit it, but don't be too happy too soon," Old Crow snorted coldly.

"You talk too much, it's time to hit the road."

But before he finished speaking, Li Yi was already standing in front of him, his tall body cast a shadow, covering him, and he already landed a fierce punch.

The old crow narrowed his eyes and tried to resist, but it was in vain.

Bang!

The punch reverberated and the wall shook.

Then everything in the house returned to deathly silence.

Li Yi's fists were stained with blood and he was breathing slightly. He stared at Lao Ya's body, and then glanced back at the others.

The two practitioners who were wailing before were silent now. It was unclear whether they were unconscious or dead.

There seemed to be no other practitioners outside the door.

It looks like this crisis is over?

No.

wrong.

There are people.

Li Yihu's ears twitched slightly and he heard a voice coming upstairs.
Chapter completed!