Having His Ass On The Line

"Duan Ling Tian, what enmity does Zhou Yi have with you? Why do you want to kill him?" Martial Emperor Lei Ming asked in a deep voice.

Duan Ling Tian did not reply Martial Emperor Lei Ming for he had already seen Zhou Yi's silhouette leaving. Struck with panic, he anxiously inched forward to give chase to Zhou Yi.

No matter what, he could never let Zhou Yi go.

It was still okay if Zhou Yi escaped back to the mansion that the people of Lei Yun Peak stayed in, but if he left the Hidden Fog Island, how was he able to find Zhou Yi in this huge world and snatch the Devilseal Tablet back?

Unfortunately, the moment he twitched, Martial Emperor Lei Ming quickly blocked him.

"Scram!" He was burning with anxiety now, only wanting to catch up with Zhou Yi and kill him before seizing the Devilseal Tablet. Forgetting that the person blocking him in front was Martial Emperor Lei Ming, he randomly drove a punch outward.

Bam!