Chen Lei was not surprised that the Seventh Prince in the Xuanming Temple would send out the Martial Saint to deal with them.
What surprised Chen Lei was that this Martial Saint came so quickly and blatantly came to his door in broad daylight, which showed how anxious the Seventh Prince was.
When Zuoqiu Wusheng saw Chen Lei appear, he did not rush to take action. Instead, he raised his hand and threw eighteen Hades God Fantasy Flags directly around the courtyard.
Suddenly, the void twisted, and this courtyard turned into an isolated small world. No matter how big the noise was, the outside world would not know a thing.
Then, Zuoqiu Wusheng looked at Chen Lei calmly and said, "You must be Chen Lei, right? Do you want me to do it or kill yourself? I'll give you a chance to choose. But you have to think carefully. If I do it, the pain you will endure will far exceed the limit of your tolerance."
Zuoqiu Wusheng did not take Chen Lei and the others seriously at all. In his eyes, a group of little guys at the Wu Wang level who had not yet been promoted to the Wu Zun realm were no different from ants and could be manipulated at will.
Giving Chen Lei a chance to choose how he died was already an act of supreme mercy from Zuoqiu Wusheng.
Chen Lei was not angry, because he knew that in the eyes of the Martial Saint, he was indeed just an ant. However, who says that ants cannot turn the world upside down? This time, he would let the Seventh Prince feel the pain. Presumably, the loss of a Martial Saint should be able to give the Seventh Prince a profound enough lesson.
Chen Lei looked at Zuoqiu Wusheng with a look of pity.
This kind of look made Zuoqiu Wusheng feel very uncomfortable. His face was gloomy and he asked in a cold voice: "Chen Lei, what do you mean?"
Chen Lei said: "You little Martial Saint, you dare to be so arrogant. Do you really think this is still your Xuanming Continent? If you let me choose a way to die, I think you should choose one for yourself."
Zuoqiu Wusheng heard Chen Lei's words, his eyes turned cold, and he said: "Chen Lei, you are forcing me to take action."
Chen Lei refused to give in and said, "So what?"
Zuoqiu Wusheng chuckled several times, like the wail of an owl at night, the sound was extremely creepy, his throat was like two pieces of metal rubbing together, making a sharp and piercing sound, and said: "Chen Lei, if this is the case, then don't blame me for being rude. Originally, I wanted to let you keep your body intact, but now it seems that you gave up this opportunity yourself, so don't blame me for being cruel."
After saying that, Zuoqiu Wusheng slapped Chen Lei directly with his palm. Suddenly, the entire void shattered like a piece of glass. Zuoqiu Wusheng's palm directly penetrated the void and appeared in front of Chen Lei. He slapped Chen Lei with a bang.
Chen Lei's body was instantly smashed to pieces and disappeared completely.
"With such little ability, you still dare to speak so arrogantly in front of me. You are really an old man who is tired of living."
Seeing that Chen Lei was beaten to pieces by his palm, Zuoqiu Wusheng could not help but snorted coldly and said arrogantly.
"You are really narcissistic. You dare to say that you can take me down."
Suddenly, Chen Lei's figure appeared out of nowhere in another direction, looking at Zuoqiu Wusheng with disdain.