With a few words, Su Yi threw the problem to Ye Yuhen and the Heavenly Wind Ranking Tournament.
If Sheng Huo still dared to say anything, then everyone who participated in the Heavenly Wind Ranking Tournament would have to come and ask for an explanation.
Who wasn't a baby? How could there be fairness in a world where martial arts were respected?
"Elder Sheng Huo, step down!" An old voice came from behind. Chi Mofeng waved his wrinkled arm, indicating for Sheng Huo to stop messing around!
He glanced at the Holy Sovereign, who had a few fine wrinkles on her snow-white skin. Her bright eyes were filled with the intention to stop Sheng Huo.
"Chi La!"
Elder Sheng Huo's fiery-red robe fluttered rapidly, and the coldness in his eyes did not dissipate. He looked at Su Yi with a malicious gaze and said fiercely.
"You injured my Holy Son in an unconventional match. I want an explanation from the aristocratic families!" Sheng Huo did not give up and turned his attention to the aristocratic families, hoping that they would give him an answer.
"Sheng Huo, don't mess around! It's normal for young people to not be able to hold back during a match! Is your family's martial arts competition made of paper? " Yan Mietian's broad palm danced in the air, and an extremely powerful energy spread out.
"Holy Mountain, is this the situation now? Why aren't you leaving quickly? Are you making everyone wait for you? "Heavenly Monarch Ye Yi was beautiful and dignified. Her beautiful brows were slightly curved as she spoke with a bit of anger.
The two aristocratic families, one fire and one water, actually spoke at the same time. Everyone's eyes were filled with confusion, and they pointed at each other with suspicion.
All the matches had already ended, and almost all the first-rate forces had been defeated. Nearly two hundred people were already considered a battle between the top forces and the elites of the first-rate forces.
Taking advantage of the gap, everyone looked at the stubborn elder on the stage.
All of a sudden, Sheng Huo hugged Ye Yuhen, who was on the verge of collapsing. His face darkened as he turned around and buried his head in Ye Yuhen's arms.
"Dragon God, please make a decision!"
Yun Zhongli of the Cloud Celestial Sect was also in the center, and his gaze was locked on Su Yi. Hidden in the depths of his eyes was a hint of anger and killing intent.
"This old man is a little strange. I've never seen him before, but his killing intent is so strong! And Wan'er seems to be afraid of this old man! "
Raising his eyebrows, Su Yi's footsteps changed again, and his aura became stronger and stronger, breaking through the barrier that Yun Zhongli had set for him.
Su Yi stretched his arms and legs, disdain and seriousness shooting out at the same time.
When he looked at Yun Zhongli again, Yun Zhongli looked away and pondered while looking at the holy fire.
"Wow, isn't the Sacred Mountain a little shameless? Even though we're not in the competition, I can't beat you when I'm the one who took the initiative to hurt you! "
"I'm on Su Yi's side this time!"
"Hmph, I'm standing on the Sacred Mountain. This is an Outsider Competition. Aren't you directly cutting off Ye Yuhen's path?!"
"I can't beat them. I thought that the upper reaches would be more powerful!"
The eyes of the onlookers were wide open. The Sacred Mountain, which had always been proud and aloof, had actually done such a shameless thing. It was like a stray dog that had found a random owner to comfort it.
The onlookers sighed, felt pity, sneered, and even disdain. It could be said that the Sacred Flame had lost all its face this time!
"You don't say, Su Yi looks quite handsome!
"It seems like he's hiding his strength. It should be far beyond the second level of the Origin Emperor Realm. He doesn't seem old either!"
"I heard that he's from the Chaos Region! To be able to stand out from that place and fight against the heroes, it's really inspiring! "
In an instant, the comments were turned around by the Sacred Flame. Many female martial artists looked at Su Yi with admiration and affection. Su Yi was shocked, but at the same time, he sneered.
"If the ruthless Sacred Emperor saw his descendant like this, he would probably crawl out of hell and kill you, Sacred Flame!"
If you can't beat them, fight them. If you can't beat them, make a scene! This was the Sacred Mountain, and this was how Yuchi Changfeng's family did things!
"Sacred Flame, how long are you going to make a ruckus!" The Lord's elegant face also showed a bit of anger. Her slender fingers carried a bit of strength as she attacked Ye Xiwen.
When Su Yi looked at the three major forces, Tyrant Sea San Tong was puzzled. Yuchi Changfeng's expression was extremely awkward. While Shangguan Juehu sneered, his killing intent towards Su Yi was like a sea of blood.
When he saw Su Yi, Shangguan Shenzhuo's entire body began to explode. His aura materialized and shot out!
Ignoring the astonished gazes of the onlookers, Sacred Flame was obviously not moved.
The Sacred Flame also knew that using force wouldn't solve the problem. Since that was the case, he would leave it all to the Tianfeng Ranking Tournament.
"Su Yi injured someone during a non-tournament segment. May I ask Dragon God, how should we deal with this?"
His voice reverberated like thunder. Under his white golden hair, his dark and gloomy eyes stared straight at the otherworldly expert in front of him.
The cultivators below the stage were all puzzled. Hearing the Sacred Flame Elder's rage and murderous aura, they couldn't help but wonder why he would lose his composure when he was already at the Yuan Domain realm.
Su Yi must have done something to him!
In the middle of the stage, a sharp and domineering gaze suddenly sank. A supreme dragon's aura turned into a huge wave that surged through the sky. Immediately, the entire stage fell silent.
Draconis, who had his hands behind his back, finally stood up. His lifelike robe fluttered without any wind, and the aura of a supreme ruler filled the entire stage.
Hidden within his domineering aura was a sharp aura that could be felt by anyone.
"Can you still bear it, Long Family?" Su Yi smiled. The Sacred Flame Elder had walked right into his trap and become a chess piece to test the Long Family for the second time.
Su Yi couldn't help but shake his head at this stubborn old man and feel apologetic.
In the space behind him, an overwhelming snowstorm began to spread. The ice crystals beneath his feet turned into frost and rapidly condensed. Su Yi knew that Duanmu Xiaoman had also begun to move. Her beautiful figure in the crowd was enough to make one's heart skip a beat!
Su Yi charged forward with Duanmu Qingtian behind. Together, they would expose the Long Family's scheme and find Duanmu Qingtian's whereabouts. This was something that the two of them had a tacit understanding of.
At the same time, Su Yi could feel an extremely sharp killing intent floating in the air. Sword Qi was awe-inspiring, and ripples that cut through space rolled over. It was ready to strike with a single strike.
"Elder Su … Master!" Su Yi almost blurted out. Since the beginning of the arena, Su Yi had always known that Suruga's eyes had never left him.
Even though the two of them had never spoken a word, Su Yi knew that this short figure, who was like a teacher and a father, was constantly concerned about him!
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