Following Su Yi's outcome, the young shadow immortal lord did not say anything more. He only looked at him indifferently and then said coldly in his tender voice, "stop talking nonsense. If you want to make a move, then hurry up. Don't waste time here."
The young shadow immortal lord stood proudly in the center of the array platform. Although he was only a projection, he had the confidence to be proud.
Hearing this, Su Yi also nodded. He was just greeting him out of courtesy. He did not actually mind it.
At this time, he did not say anything more. The true essence in his body exploded, and the cold light on his fingertip condensed.
Just when everyone thought that Su Yi would throw out that sword finger, his body suddenly moved.
Whoosh--
He stepped hard, and his body was as fast as the wind, bringing waves of wind on this huge array platform.
The cold light on the tips of his fingers was hidden, as if he was waiting for an opportunity.
