At this moment, although the large-scale spiritual energy storm has ended, it is still flowing at the highest level, and the spiritual energy storm around Yun Yang is still lingering and continues.
Because of this, Dongfang Haoran and others finally saw some of Yun Yang's trump cards for the first time.
The Blade of Providence is familiar to people from Dongfang Haoran and below, including many people who belong to Dongji Tiangong, and have seen it for a long time.
However, now this knife is like a funnel, forcefully tearing apart the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and sucking it in. The so-called whale swallows the sea and sucks it in.
But... the slender blade of the sword, which is obviously not of ordinary length by visual inspection, seems to contain a vast amount of energy as large as the Three Rivers and Five Lakes. Even though it has absorbed immeasurable spiritual energy from heaven and earth, it still does not seem to be overflowing, and it is still far from enough.
With the injection of spiritual energy, the blade trembled from time to time. It was an excited trembling full of hunger and thirst, finally being able to have a full meal, and it also faintly revealed a taste of bloodthirsty killing.
Dongfang Haoran could even feel the wisdom of this sword, and he let out a soft moan full of excitement. It was longing for the bloody killing, and seemed to be declaring war, declaring war on this world!
Faced with such a strange situation, even if his cultivation is as great as Dongfang Haoran's, he still has an inexplicable feeling of surrender. It seems that this knife represents God's will and the destination of God's will!
And this knife with endless power is only located at the very edge of the spiritual energy infusion of heaven and earth.
Next to the Blade of Providence is a purple jade flute.
This purple jade flute makes all the saints look intimidated and tremble at the sight of it.
Although the knife is sharp, indestructible, and possesses intimidating power, this purple jade flute, which looks purple and has no lethality, can kill the Holy Lord with just one hand. With a wave of his hand, he was able to destroy countless holy kings in large swaths with the ultimate killing weapon!
At this moment, the purple jade flute is still flowing with long purple light as always, and the endless spiritual energy of heaven and earth pours into the purple jade flute automatically and consciously, as if spontaneously. The momentum seems to be less than that of the knife, but in fact it is also endless, unsatisfied, and never The slightest hint of stopping.
After that, there are special things that have never been seen before.
It was a small house, like a naughty child's model; but it was extremely exquisite, with vaguely-looking pavilions and clear halls; the most eye-catching thing was the three clear characters on the lintel of the house.
"Nine Lords Mansion!"
Dongfang Haoran's pupils shrank.
"This little house... is the real Jiuzun Mansion!?"
For a moment, the four masters all had a clear understanding in their hearts.
This small model-like house originally had a thin ribbon tied to the purple jade flute; but as the spiritual energy from the bottom of the sky continued to pour in, the thin ribbon was gradually becoming transparent and seemed to be disappearing. Gone.
Everyone has seen the power of the purple jade flute and that sword.
But this little house has never appeared before!
Just seeing this made Dongfang Haoran and others feel their scalps numb.
Could it be that this small house is another trump card that Yun Yang has never used
In the battle of Zi Yuxiao, he killed countless saints. His power shook the world and was unrivaled. However, he was still on the right side of the little house. Does this mean that the background of this little house is even higher than that of Ziyuxiao? ? !
In addition to the knife, the flute, and the small house, there is a fourth thing that continues to absorb the spiritual energy of the world, a small lotus; well, it is really a small lotus, with small leaves, just under Yun Yang's feet The lotus flower has only seven leaves, and the eighth leaf has only a young shape, just a pointed bud.
In terms of appearance alone, this little lotus is the most inconspicuous. It is no different from the potted lotus that has no use at all and is only for viewing. Apart from being slightly delicate and beautiful, there is nothing more. Sort of.
However, Dongfang Haoran and others saw with their own eyes that among these four things, the speed at which this little lotus flower absorbs the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is the most terrifying!
The whirlpool of spiritual energy above the lotus reaches straight to heaven and earth, sucking all the rich innate spiritual energy through the void that is unknown how far away through this huge vortex, and then collects it forcefully!
"I heard Yun Yang say that this knife is called 'God's Will'." Dongfang Haoran looked solemn: "But I don't recognize the others."
There was admiration in Ximen Fanwan's eyes, and he said softly: "Each of these four treasures in front of me... is at a level that we don't know about... and are completely out of reach."
"Although the levels of these four treasures are beyond our knowledge, they themselves also have different grades. It seems that the sword is the weakest..."
"I don't think so."
It was Mang Jiu who denied it, and he smiled faintly: "You probably didn't look carefully... That knife seemed to absorb the least amount of spiritual energy, but in fact it absorbed more and more... An hour ago, The spiritual energy light beam he absorbed was no bigger than a bucket, and now it was close to a large vat... As for Ziyuxiao and the little house, although the spiritual energy light beam they absorbed was far above the knife, it had not changed from beginning to end. Could it finally be possible? Being surpassed is still in the undecided sky.”
Ximen turned over and was shocked: "You mean?"
"This sword probably has the property of self-growth; it is still in its infancy. It still needs time to sharpen and grow slowly... But the purple jade flute and the small house have already grown."
"I agree with Mang Jiu's view. How far this sword can grow in the end... no one can imagine, let alone conclusively." Dongfang Haoran said softly; "I think that lotus flower is the most unique."
Beigong Liuli let out a long sigh: "No wonder... Ordinary sect promotions, even with the confluence of spiritual energy storms, can only last for one or two days, but here it lasted for ten days and ten nights, and the real essence is far away. Far more than that.”
Dongfang Haoran's eyes shone with strange light and said: "If my guess is correct, these are all things that can suppress the destiny of heaven and earth! Also, Yun Yang has more than just these four things..."
"more than?"
The other three were stunned for a moment.
Dongfang Haoran pursed his lips and said, "Look at the main hall, where Yun Yang lives... There is clearly a small whirlpool of spiritual energy over there, falling continuously... I think there is a hidden figure over there who can share the benefits. …”
The three people were shocked and looked at it.
I saw an innate air vortex as thin as a finger, projected from the endless sky, injected into the hall, and disappeared without a trace.
Because that cyclone was so thin, compared to the current abundance of spiritual energy in the entire Jiuzun Mansion, it would have been difficult to detect it without the lightning-like eyes of a few people.
"That is also a growing..." Dongfang Haoran sighed: "At the beginning, the cyclone was no more than the thickness of a hair... Now it is as thick as the mouth of a bowl. The difference..."
As soon as these words came out, the four of them could not help but remain silent for a long time.
"Let them all go about their business. Don't gather here." Dongfang Haoran said calmly: "On the surface, the spiritual energy vortex is still facing Yun Yang..."
Then Shi Wuchen was summoned: "Let everyone go back to retreat. Including the Holy Sons, the harvest this time is too great. If it cannot be digested early, there will be many hidden dangers, which will not be beautiful."
"Then..." Shi Wuchen understood this, but he was worried about Yun Yang's side.
"Are you still worried that we old guys are here? Besides, his two wives are also here, and there is a hidden master..." Dongfang Haoran smiled at a void and said, "Do you think so?"
"Ha ha… "
Dong Qitian laughed loudly and finally appeared.
…
With Dong Qitian and Ji Lingxi and Shangguan Lingxiu sitting here, Shi Wuchen and others felt relieved and immediately turned around and left.
In fact, after two similar terrifying improvements, the sword intent and sword intent in Shi Wuchen, Luo Dajiang and others were already overflowing and uncontrollable. Among the people, Shi Wuchen was pretty good. At this point, everyone else was struggling. Lan Ruojun's clothes were cut to pieces by his own sword intent, and his clothes were in rags...
This is a huge improvement, but it is difficult to match the own profound energy, mental power and cultivation level. If the signs of imbalance in one's own state are not curbed, and the imbalance turns into out of control, the situation will deteriorate to the point where it cannot be improved, so Shi Wuchen It is only proper to wait for others to retreat quickly to deal with their own problems.
Seeing Shi Wuchen and others leaving, Dong Qitian was silent for a moment, and finally turned his attention to Dongfang Haoran.
Dongfang Haoran also looked at Dong Qitian interestingly and smiled knowingly.
The muscles on Dong Qitian's face twitched, and he said in a deep voice: "Palace Master Dongfang, it's been a long time."
Dongfang Haoran said: "If I'm not mistaken, are you Dong Qitian? One of the eight masters who joined forces to encircle and suppress the soul demon?!"
Dong Qitian sighed deeply; "That's right... I didn't expect Palace Master Dongfang to still remember me."
What he said was very emotional.
At the meeting with Dongfang Haoran, the main reason was that he joined Lei Qianli and other eight people to work together to kill the soul demon. That event was not that long ago, but everyone on that day was a temporary choice, and Dong Qitian was really involved in it. It's not that outstanding. After all, Dong Qitian was only at the peak of the Holy Lord at that time and was not yet a strong Saint Lord.
At that time, Dongfang Haoran was already the master of the Dongji Tiangong Palace, a powerful saint-level person, a peerless existence in this world, looking down on all living beings.
Such a big shot can still remember Dong Qitian to this day. Dong Qitian was really surprised and felt a surge of enthusiasm.
What the hell... After more than four thousand years, someone finally recognizes me...
"Joining the Nine Lords Mansion is a great opportunity. You are making so fast progress." Dongfang Haoran smiled.
Dong Qitian was silent for a while and said: "It has not been very long since I officially joined the Jiuzun Mansion. Before that, I spent most of my time in seclusion, and I have been in seclusion for 4,300 years."
Dongfang Haoran suddenly realized, "No wonder."
Dong Qitian smiled faintly and said: "Dong won the palace master's favor, which should have been a comfort for life, but there is a question in my heart that I still don't want to express. I want to find someone. I dare to ask the Dongfang Palace Master if he knows his whereabouts. I will go there again. He has been in this world for several years, but his whereabouts have never been found out."
Dongfang Haoran was curious: "Oh? Who is that person?"
"That person's name is... Jun Buxie!" Dong Qitian's eyes were glaring: "I have remembered this name for more than four thousand years. It is unforgettable and indelible! It was this person back then who captured me with just one move... I believe this person He should have a place among the top experts in the Xuanhuang Realm, does the Master of Dongfang Palace know?"
Dongfang Haoran was confused: "You are not evil?"
He searched around in his mind, but found that he had no impression of this name at all. He turned to look at Ximen Fanfan, who shook his head at the same time as Beigong Liuli.
"I've never heard of this name."
Mang Jiu also shook his head with a puzzled look on his face: Jun is not evil
It seems that I have never heard of it.
"None of the masters have heard of Jun Buxie?"
Dong Qitian was stunned.
I think back to that time, when that person came to me inexplicably. He was very polite at first. After two drinks, we got along very well. But for some reason, he suddenly turned against me and wanted to have a discussion with me. Then I got into a good position and got lucky. However, the opponent only used one finger to knock him to the ground, and then captured and even locked him into the mysterious cave.
And then, and then of course the long four thousand years!
They never saw each other again.
Dong Qitian always believed that the guy with such a high level of cultivation strength must at least be a strong Saint Lord, and not a low-level Saint Lord; he must be famous in the Xuanhuang Realm.
I have never heard of his name, probably because I am ignorant. After all, I was only at the Saint level at that time, so it is not surprising that I don't know who is the most powerful person in the world. But when asked about the four masters at this time, no one has heard of this person's name. That's strange!
"What does this person look like? Or maybe the name you know is just a pseudonym," Ximen Fanfu asked with great interest.
"This man's appearance..." Dong Qitian was about to say, but suddenly froze again, scratched his head, and said distressedly: "Not tall, not short... Not handsome, not ugly... Not fat, not thin... Not white, not black... What is his age? … Not big or small?”
After saying a few words, he suddenly stopped. He was surprised to find that he had no more impression of that person.
Tong Gong only remembers these, but the words he described are extremely vague. If he just said it like this, it would be better not to say it.
But the faces of the four masters suddenly became solemn: "You mean, you can't remember that person's face clearly?"
"yes."
"At that time, your cultivation was already at the fourth level of the Holy Lord?"
"good."
"With the level of cultivation of the fourth level of the Holy Lord, how can it be impossible to not remember the appearance of a person, especially a person who is so unforgettable!"
“…”
For a moment, Dong Qitian's face turned dark.
What do you mean? Why do you say everything when you bully others because of your high cultivation level? This sentence by sentence, I said it happened more than 4,000 years ago. Is it strange that I can’t remember it clearly
But looking at the faces of Dongfang Haoran and the others, it didn't look like they were joking or playing a prank.
Dongfang Haoran said: "Elder Dong, do you still remember that when he drank with you twice, did he say anything special?"
"... It seems like he just said a few incomprehensible words." Dong Qitian was dejected.
Hey, I can't beat any of the four in front of me...
Even if someone teases me, I have to endure it.
I've been frightened by Yun Yang a lot lately, and I'm gradually getting used to it...
"What are you talking about?" The four of them said almost in unison.
Dong Qitian finally felt that something was wrong. These four people seemed to be too concerned about what happened to him? !
Mang Jiu solemnly said: "Elder Dong, I would like to solemnly say that a person should not only have an unforgettable memory of the person who imprisoned him for four thousand years, but also should not leave his impression vividly in his mind, and should not leave out any omissions. , not to mention that Elder Dong was already a peak saint at that time, and you can’t remember his appearance, which is already very abnormal in itself.”
Dong Qitian was horrified.
Yes, this is indeed unusual.
As for this unusualness, I should have thought of it a long time ago. I am not a fool, and I don't need others to remind me to understand this truth.
But why have I taken it for granted and become accustomed to it for so many years? !
I always thought it was normal to forget!
This is the biggest abnormality!
Thinking of this, beads of sweat the size of soybeans began to pour down on Dong Qitian's face, and his heart trembled.
"He... had two drinks with me at that time. I only remember that we had a great time together, but I really forgot what he said specifically..." Dong Qitian felt more and more that he was not normal. He pulled his hair and tried to remember, and finally said with bright eyes. : "He said... he liked the word "Qi Tian" in my name very much... so, so... it would be a pity to die... "
Dong Qitian racked his brains for memories, but was shocked to find that he only remembered two sentences, and he couldn't help but become more and more confused.
However, after Dongfang Haoran and the other four people heard these two sentences, their whole bodies suddenly shook and their expressions changed drastically.
"What's wrong? You four are..." Dong Qitian suddenly felt that something was getting more and more wrong.
"You have been imprisoned for four thousand three hundred years..."
Dongfang Haoran was speechless for a moment, and after a long while he said with an unspeakably shocked tone: "You have been imprisoned for four thousand three hundred years, and you just got out recently, so you must not know that four thousand two hundred and ninety years ago... the demon clan Have you ever had a battle with our human race?”
"The change in the soul demon that day was largely caused by the demon clan, with the intention of causing chaos in the human race. Although the eight of you worked together to destroy it, it also caused great losses, especially the loss of the holy cultivators. In the battle for the ownership of the Blood Soul Platform, both parties agreed to dispatch twenty masters from each side of the Saint King to fight in a life-or-death battle on the Blood Soul Platform; the winner can occupy the Blood Soul Platform."
"In that battle, the human side lost. None of the twenty fourth-grade holy saints survived, and they were all buried in the Blood and Soul Mountain. However, among the twenty demon commanders on the demon clan's side, there was still one with half a breath left. Obviously all the demon souls were wiped out, but they managed to hold on until the end of the battle, and the last half breath was not broken... that is, they won the battle... and the Blood Soul Platform was renamed the Demon Soul Platform, and it is still in the hands of the demon clan until now. .”
"And you, Dong Qitian, and the other eight people including Jade Sword Supreme were among the twenty people planned to fight at that time. However, Lei Qianli, who belonged to the Sacred Heart Palace, said that he was severely damaged in the battle with the soul demon and was unable to fight anymore. And you, your whereabouts are suddenly unknown, and you have to find someone else to take your place... And this is the fundamental reason why I can remember you."
Dongfang Haoran's eyes were blazing, with an incredible exclamation: "You just said... that person said you... it's a pity to die?!"
Dong Qitian was stunned!
What about this
Damn it, it turns out that I am remembered because I did not go to the war, what the heck, isn’t it that I am the person who has retreated from the battle in the minds of the few people in front of me? !
"In these years, we have always wanted to use the same method to get back the Blood Soul Platform, but we have fought more than forty decisive battles once in a century, and no one has been victorious. Therefore, more than eight hundred saints at the peak of the fourth level have been defeated. They all died on the Blood Soul Platform."
Dongfang Haoran let out a long sigh and said: "Last time, when Yun Zun went to Dongji Heavenly Palace, he accidentally mentioned it when chatting with me, and asked why the number of heads of the fourth-level Saint Lord was not as large as that of the first-level Saint Lord. …That’s why…”
"How many brothers went to war knowing that they would die..."
"What about the Demon Clan? Is it true that the Demon Clan is so powerful that no one in more than forty battles has been victorious?" Dong Qitian clenched his fists.
"The losses of the demon clan in this battle are by no means less than ours... However, the demon clan does have a unique advantage in this regard. They... have many lives! For example, the nine-life cat... Facing this kind of demon clan, you You need to beat the opponent to death at least nine times before the opponent can be wiped out in this world... This is by no means a legend, but an inevitable fact after practicing the magic to a certain extent."
Dongfang Haoran sighed: "In terms of personal combat power, every time we go into battle, we are all amazingly talented people, and we have an advantage in the battle situation. However, we cannot withstand the opponent's endless demon transformation secrets, and we always die at the moment of death. You can save your life... And once our people die, they are really dead... After experiencing several failures and lessons, our people are determined to die every time they fight. Once something cannot be done, they will That means risking your soul power and returning with the enemy, even if you don't win, you will take the opponent away with you."
"Why… "
The four masters sighed at the same time.
Dong Qitian was fascinated and said: "There has never been a shortage of chivalrous heroes in this world."
"Yes, a hero! It's just a pity... Most heroes use their own lives to earn this title. They can only enjoy this title after their death... And the people that heroes sacrifice their lives to protect are often a group of people. There is no heroism, and you don’t even know how to be grateful..."
Beigong Liuli seemed to want to complain, but stopped mid-sentence.
Mang Jiu was on the side, but he sneered: "The heroes protect, and there are those brats who specialize in persecuting the descendants of heroes..."
As soon as Mang Jiu said this, the palace masters of the three heavenly palaces blushed at the same time and were speechless for a long time.
Only Mang Jiu sneered.
"You humans have a saying that is very good, you have to die when you compare with others, and you have to throw away goods when you compare them! How are the heroes and juniors treated in our Holy Land of Heavenly Punishment? They are at least a hundred times stronger than you, at least a hundred times! The descendants of my Heavenly Punishment, those with super qualifications, will naturally be cultivated. However, if there are descendants of heroes among them, in addition to cultivating them carefully, other descendants, even if they are better qualified, will take a step back and be willing to do so. Even if you are in the position of assistant, you should also let the heirs of heroes enjoy honor."
"That's why in the past seventeen thousand years, the Heavenly Punishment Beast Kings... are all descendants of heroes! The Heavenly Punishment Geniuses who have never shed blood or lost their lives are not qualified to be the Beast Kings!"
Mang Jiu leisurely said: "When I was young, I also transformed into human form and wandered around the world. In fact, there are many senior mysterious beasts who also transformed into human form and wandered around the mysterious land... However, after experiencing various situations in the world, as long as they have not yet Those who die will choose to return to the Holy Land of Heavenly Punishment to retire and retire. Even at the last moment of their lives, they would rather use forbidden magic to extend their lifespan and wait to die in a decisive battle with the demon clan."
"Do you know what everyone's common sentiment is?"
Mang Jiu laughed sarcastically: "Everyone has transformed into a human being and walked in the human world. Most of them have gone through a similar process: in the first ten years, you can go through life and death for your friends and risk your life at all costs. In the next ten years, you can go through life and death for your friends. In the next ten years, you can go through life and death for your friends. My friend spent all his property and tried his best, but refused to throw away only his life. After another ten years, he could pay a certain price but was unwilling to affect his life and existence for the sake of so-called friendship. After another ten years, he became more and more indifferent. Seeing the clouds rolling and relaxing, watching life and death with cold eyes; in the last ten years... I have seen all the wind and frost, read all the world of mortals, feel discouraged, bored, and have nothing to worry about anymore. Only by returning to the Holy Land of Heaven's Punishment can I regain a trace of peace. For the rest of my life, even though there are still many years left, I don’t want to go out again.”
Ximen was overturned and his face was as heavy as water.
Mang Jiu said: "Over time, our Heaven Punishment Holy Land called this experience process, fifty years of mortal world! To this day, in the current Heaven Punishment Holy Land, a lot of wine has been brewed specifically for this name. Well, a complete set , a set of wine, five jars, brewed once every ten years, five jars a week, but it is unbearable to drink and unforgettable."
Mang Jiu's eyes were full of ridicule, and finally he burst into laughter.
However, not one of the three palace masters, including Ji Lingxi, Shangguan Lingxiu and Dong Qitian, smiled.
On the contrary, everyone looked heavy, even a little ashamed.
Although what Mangjiu said may not necessarily be the whole world, it is at least a very common and common phenomenon.
The human heart is treacherous and unpredictable, and this is the eternal truth.
Compared with the simple-minded mysterious beast, it transformed into a human form and entered the human world. After spending a long time together, how could it not be discovered? Once discovered, they will naturally think more. You must know that mysterious beasts of a certain level are full of treasures to humans.
Eating flesh and blood can boost your cultivation and greatly increase your strength; eating inner elixirs will increase your foundation and bring you many benefits. Not to mention, the fur can be used to make armor and the bones can be used to refine weapons. If you can tame a living animal... not only is it a great Combat power, it can even be...a super weapon to show off...
The mysterious beasts have encountered many, and besides their resentment, there is also understanding!
Mang Jiu sighed: "Our ancestors left us a strict order not to be attached to the world of mortals... It's really a wise decision and a true insight."
Ji Lingxi muttered: "It's good not to be attached to someone. For a simple-minded mysterious beast, entering the human world for training is the process of sharpening one's mind. It is also a good thing to gain knowledge, see the dangers of people's hearts, and read all the unpredictable rivers and lakes."
"good."
This topic felt like a mountain weighing on everyone's hearts, and they were so heavy that they didn't want to talk anymore.
Dong Qitian said blankly: "Then it's my business..."
Dongfang Haoran smiled bitterly: "Your business...haven't you finished talking about your business?"
Dong Qitian: "...??"
"This kind of thing... we have nothing to say, let alone say it." Ximen Fanfu said bluntly: "Even if we seem to be superior, we can see through the past and present life of an ordinary person at a glance, but we still can't do it. Look at the future of cultivators above the Holy Lord!"
"Those who are cultivators above the Huan Sheng Zun clearly don't even look at the Holy King and the Holy Emperor." Beigong Liuli smiled bitterly.
"But that person obviously saw what happened decades or even thousands of years later... That's why you escaped, so when you came out again, you were already a Saint Lord cultivator, and you even met Yun Yang, Encountered the prosperous age... once again encountered a war, and it was a decisive battle, the final battle!"
Dongfang Haoran also smiled bitterly: "The situation set up by such a person... How dare we guess? How dare we ask? What if..."
The faces of the three masters turned pale at the same time.
Dong Qitian felt increasingly confused.
"So... this Jun Buxie... except for imprisoning me, he has never existed in the world, right?"
The three palace masters smiled bitterly at the same time.
This question…
What kind of existence, even if it exists, as long as it doesn't want you to know, then you will never know it.
"But why do I feel that he is very famous in the world and that he is really awesome?" Dong Qitian was confused and completely confused: "Am I too blind?"
Mang Jiu smiled faintly: "No more. People like that, let alone give you a vague feeling, even if they make you feel that you have stolen your wife for eighteen lifetimes... you will still believe it."
Dong Qitian blushed instantly, looked at Mang Jiu angrily, and said with gritted teeth: "Mang Jiu!"
He actually called out the names of the four masters directly to their faces, which shows how angry Mang Jiu's words made him.
Mang Jiu coughed dryly and said, "I'm just making an analogy. Elder Dong, please don't take it to heart."
Dong Qitian gasped and clenched his fists tightly, staring at Mang Jiu, wanting to punch him.
Dongfang Haoran and others all laughed.
Although Mang Jiu's words are full of human-like words, he is still a mysterious beast in his heart. After all, he cannot be completely like a human being in the subtleties of human affairs. That sentence can be said to have provoked Dong Qitian to the edge of explosion. Let's see what this old guy will do.
Seeing that Dong Qitian was still angry, Mang Jiu paused slightly in confusion, coughed dryly, and said softly: "People's hearts are treacherous, and they have thousands of thoughts. In your opinion, what I said must be a heinous crime that cannot be forgiven. Anyway, since I said something wrong, so I'll let you punch me, I won't use my skills to defend myself."
He said taking a step forward.
boom!
Dong Qitian was not polite and punched Mang Jiu hard in the face. Mang Jiu kept his word and did not raise his energy to protect himself. Dong Qitian punched him and knocked him out more than three feet away. He bared his teeth and said: "What a heavy punch."
After a punch to vent his anger, Dong Qitian suddenly lost his temper.
He naturally could see that Mang Jiu's move was a huge favor for him. With Mang Jiu's saint level cultivation, even if he didn't use his power to resist, he would never be able to defeat him. The action of knocking him off can be said to be a sign of self-deprecation, and it really shows a great apology.
But... what he said just now, why did he mean something like my little belly and chicken intestines? !
"Forget it. When I reach the saint level, I will go and compete with Senior Mang Jiu."
Dong Qitian stopped talking.
A hint of appreciation flashed in the eyes of Dongfang Haoran and others.
Facing Mang Jiu, a holy king dared to attack with all his strength, and even said cruel words after Mang Jiu apologized. This guy... was very angry.
Mang Jiu laughed loudly: "Among humans, people like you don't have much courage anymore. I'll just wait for you!"
…
This punch had a huge impact.
Not only Dongfang Haoran and others, but also Ji Lingxi and Shangguan Lingxiu felt that this punch... if nothing else, at least it was very manly!
… …