The Trial That Was about to Be Completed, the Battle of the Great Desolate Prodigies

Whoosh--

Without any obstruction, a few streaks of cold sword qi entered the bodies of the cultivators who wanted to escape. Their qi and blood were at their lowest point, and the immortal destiny seals in their minds shattered.

These were all old foxes. They knew that Su Yi would not let them off, so they immediately ran.

However, they did not notice that Su Yi's sword finger speed was extremely fast.

In just an instant, these first level foundation establishment cultivators stiffened and fell to the ground.

Su Yi looked at these people with a cold face. These guys robbed the weak, and these things, if done too much, they would eventually hit a brick wall.

If he himself was a little weaker today, the ones who would succeed would be these little people.

He had known this since he stepped into the immortal path.

The strong preyed on the weak. No matter where it was, it was the truth.