For someone like Jia Qiong, her face is more important than her life!
If Ye Yuxi did this, if word spread about it, Jia Qiong might be ridiculed for the rest of his life.
"You!" Jia Qiong's eyebrows glared, and anger surged in his heart. The long sword in his hand was curled with a sword flower, and it stabbed diagonally like Ye Yuxi.
Ding-pop!
Ye Yuxi picked it up casually and slapped Jia Qiong hard on the face again.
This time, it was louder than the previous one.
Let me ask, Ye Yuxi's foundation is already at a heaven-defying level, and her cultivation is stable at the mid-seventh level of the spiritual being. Compared with Jia Qiong's early seventh-level spiritual being, he is only stronger but not weaker. Ye Yuxi still has energy. His strength, in terms of detecting opportunities, is enough to beat Jia Qiong thousands of miles away.
Except for Jia Qiong being more famous, there is no comparison between the two in terms of strength!
This battle was destined to be a one-sided outcome from the beginning.
"Bitch! I'll kill you!" Jia Qiong's black hair was messy and her cheeks were slightly red and swollen from the two slaps on her back. If Jia Qiong hadn't been at the seventh level of cultivation and strong, she would have been beaten into a pig's head long ago.
In extreme anger, Jia Qiong's attacks were out of order, and he slashed and stabbed randomly with a long sword in his hand.
Ye Yuxi snorted coldly and said, "Earlier, you were very crazy!"
Watch the timing.
Snapped!
Another hard slap came out, and Ye Yuxi didn't use much spiritual power. Otherwise, with Ye Yuxi's cultivation and using spiritual power, his head would have been blown away with just one slap.
The aura in Jia Qiong's body was messy. She was lifted off the ground by Ye Yuxi's slap, rolled twice in the air, and fell to the ground with a thud.
"stop!"
Li Pengpu on the other side finally couldn't sit still. If the fight continued, it wouldn't be just Jia Qiong himself who would be embarrassed.
Even Mingyue Sect's face was beaten bare by others.
"Stop? Who do you think you are? If you tell me to stop, I will stop. Wouldn't that be a shame for me?" Ye Yuxi ignored Li Pengpu and walked step by step towards Jia Qiong who was on the ground.
Click!
Li Pengpu slapped the armrest of the chair and stood up suddenly. The Taishi chair shattered into several pieces with a click.
A fierce aura came from Li Pengpu's body and enveloped Ye Yuxi on the ring.
As soon as Li Pengpu moved, Bai Jinyi's eyes suddenly turned cold, and his mental power was firmly locked on Li Pengpu. As long as Li Pengpu dared to move, Bai Jinyi would definitely kill the old thief directly.
Ye Yuxi felt Li Pengpu's pressure and was not afraid at all. She acted as usual and came to Jia Qiong's side.
Jia Qiong watched Ye Yuxi walking towards her. She didn't even have the courage to stand up, so she moved back while rubbing her whole body with her feet.
"You, you, go away! Don't come close to me! Go away!" Jia Qiong looked at the God of Death in front of her like a scared little woman.
Ye Yuxi looked at Jia Qiong, whose mood was completely broken, with a hint of deep disgust in her eyes.
People like Jia Qiong usually like to show off by relying on some of their own advantages and look down on others. When others surpass her, they will feel jealous.
He raised his toes and kicked Jia Qiong in the waist, kicking Jia Qiong directly out of the ring.
Gudong.
Tuoba Yingbo looked at Ye Yuxi's back on the stage. Against the backdrop of his eyes, he looked like an immortal descending to earth, something that people could only hope for.
Now Tuoba Yingbo is really convinced from the bottom of his heart. Seeing Jia Qiong's fate, Tuoba Yingbo realized how much strength Ye Yuxi had retained when he and Ye Yuxi fought.