"Won't drink the toast, but drink the penalty wine?"
The Yasha paused, then sneered at Xiao Yi, "I just want to drink the penalty wine, what can you do about it?"
In his view, this realm was his territory.
Not to mention that Xiao Yi appeared to merely be at the Saint King Realm; even a Saint Emperor Realm expert wouldn't be able to kill him here.
After all.
He existed depending on the eighteen levels of hell.
Hell remains, he does not perish.
Even if smashed to pieces, he could still be resurrected in hell.
Hence why he was so utterly reckless.
"In that case, I'll oblige you!"
Xiao Yi launched a punch.
Bang!
A colossal fist-light condensed into a beam, enveloping the Yasha entirely.
When the light beam dissipated.
The Yasha's entire body had turned into flying ash, scattering down from the sky.
Hiss!
The surrounding crowd and those blue-faced ghosts were all dumbfounded, they did not expect Xiao Yi to act so brazenly and kill the Yasha with one strike.
