Chapter 391: Zhen Yiyi Stutters in Terror: For, For His Sake! Everyone Is Completely Stunned!

Holy crap!

At this moment, the many powerful people at the scene saw this and their mouths gaped wide open.

The shock in their eyes was even more intensely profound.

Damn, she just lightly slapped, and Guo Yun is almost dead?

The nearly million snake people of the Heavenly Snake Tribe over there were also dumbfounded seeing this.

Holy shit, is Zhen Yiyi really just the Saintess of Yaoguang Holy Land?

How do they feel this damn thing is just like a Holy Land Saint Lord?

One slap ruining an Eight-Turn, damn it!

What kind of terrifying ability must one have to achieve this level!

The two Eight-Turns from Taichu Sacred Land and Wuji Holy Land over there.

After seeing this, their corners of the mouth twitched wildly, their hearts trembling with fear.

Where was the slightest bit of the mockery on their faces before?

They clicked their tongues; what situation is this?

Only a Martial Saint of Nine Turns or above should be able to achieve this level.

But how could this Zhen Yiyi possibly be Nine Turns...

"Buzz!"

While they were pondering, at this moment Zhen Yiyi's body also shuddered slightly.

An Eight-Turn Martial Saint's aura immediately spread out from her body like ripples on a lake, continuously flowing forth.

Although the amplitude was not large, the surrounding space already showed signs of collapsing.

Especially that hurricane, whistling even more fiercely. "Holy crap, she, she is an Eight-Turn Martial Saint."

"Damn, a mere Saintess is actually an Eight-Turn?"

"The strangest thing is, both being Eight-Turns, she slapped and ruined Guo Yun who was also Eight-Turn."

"Damn, damn, damn, is the Tianfeng Body this terrifying?"

At this moment, everyone was dumbfounded again.

They swallowed a mouthful of saliva, looking at Zhen Yiyi as if looking at a god.

Xun Yan was also directly dumbfounded.

He looked completely confused; was Junior Sister actually an Eight-Turn?

And possessing strength comparable to Nine Turns?

Or was that strike just now something Junior Sister could only unleash once?

Anyway, he couldn't figure it out; he was completely confused right now.

At this moment, Zhen Yiyi looked at Guo Yun calmly and said softly, "Can you retreat?"

Guo Yun's corner of the mouth twitched: "Saintess, I only want to know, why do you want to stop me?

My order was given by the Great Elder of the Holy Land. Do you know, you are opposing the Holy Land?" Zhen Yiyi pressed her lips together and said, "So what?"

Guo Yun gritted his teeth and said, "Do you truly not fear the Great Elder, not fear the Saint Lord?" Zhen Yiyi said calmly, "You are wasting my time."

"Boom!"

After speaking, Zhen Yiyi slowly extended her jade hand.

Still without any flourish, she simply fiercely slapped at Guo Yun.

In an instant, another giant palm of Spiritual Qi suddenly descended. "Pfft!"

The next second, Guo Yun suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

His entire face turned deathly pale, his mouth full of blood, and even his body began to tremble uncontrollably.

His Eight-Turn realm even had a hidden tendency to fall.

Even the place where he stood was already covered in cracks, spreading endlessly like a spider web.

At this moment, it could be said Guo Yun was almost at his last breath.

However, Zhen Yiyi seemed still unwilling to stop.

Her second palm already followed closely behind.

It seemed she wanted to slap the talkative Guo Yun to death.

Guo Yun's pupils shrank slightly in fear: "Saintess, I know my mistake, I know my mistake, beg for mercy." He looked bitter; if he wasn't spared, he would truly be dead.

Hearing this, Zhen Yiyi finally withdrew her jade palm.

That ferocious momentum completely vanished.

Seeing this, everyone immediately swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

So, so strong!

Probably even a Sect Master of a major sect, right now before Zhen Yiyi, would be like an ant.

At this moment, Zhen Yiyi looked at the two people from Wuji Holy Land and Taichu Sacred Land. "You, do you want to fight?"

Very simple six words, also spoken softly.

Sounding very normal.

But in those two people's eyes, it was already enough to make their scalps numb.

Guo Yun was directly crushed and exploded, having no power to fight back.

If they went up, they truly dared not say they could win, unless they were willing to gamble their lives. Therefore, the corners of their mouths twitched slightly as they said, "We will not go up, but we still ask you to give us an explanation.

Otherwise, we cannot do anything to you, Saintess, but for Yaoguang Holy Land we are not without methods. For example, we two Holy Lands unite." Zhen Yiyi said coldly, "Can't win so you team up?"