"Break it for me." Xiao Yi shouted coldly.

The overwhelming martial arts power that restrained him was actually forcibly broken free at all.

His fingers have already clasped the Qiankun Ring.

His mind has been connected with Bingluan Sword.

Cang Yue was indeed very strong, but that didn't mean that Xiao Yi would just give up.

If you want to fight, fight to the end.

But, just at this moment, a figure like a 'meteorite' flew quickly from the distance.

boom…

Before Xiao Yi could react, the 'meteorite' had hit Cang Yue.

Cang Yue was instantly knocked away.

The 'meteorite' fell next to Xiao Yi.

The momentum dissipated, revealing an old man dressed in blood.

"Senior of Shura Hall?" Xiao Yi looked surprised.

"Boy, are you Xiao Yi?" The old man glanced at Xiao Yi and nodded with satisfaction.

"Well, that's right, that guy Duanmu has found a good candidate."

"Senior who is?" Xiao Yi looked confused.

The old man smiled and said, "Deacon Xiao Yi, take the order."

"From now on, I will be promoted to the position of Branch Hall Master."
Chapter completed!