Just after the voice of Taoist priest Jianxu was finished, Li Yi's sword had already made a loud sound and was about to leave.

"wait!"

Jin Wulun's powerful voice was so loud that Li Yi's sword power was also stagnated.

looking up, I saw that Jin Wulun's right hand was pushing out, making a stop. Li Yi looked at it with a narrow eyes. His keen vision made him clearly see a line of small handwriting on the palm of his hand.

"please, young Xia, I surrender!"

in Li Yi's eyes, the seven words almost didn't choke Li Yi. The sword moves that he was going to rush out were...