With one blow, it was just a slap in the face. He did not use any witchcraft power, did not display any magical powers, and there was no sign of any secret method being activated. It was purely physical power. Ji Hao defeated all the defensive restrictions on Suiren Ming's body and defeated him. His tough body was completely destroyed.
Countless balls of flesh and blood squirmed rapidly, and a powerful suction force was born out of thin air. The broken flesh and blood on Sui Renming's body quickly collapsed and shrank inward, and reassembled into Sui Renming's body in just a snap of his fingers.
The naked Suiren Ming let out a strange scream of shock and anger, and with a finger, a black robe appeared out of thin air, wrapping him tightly in it. Panting heavily, sweating all over his body, Sui Renming strode backwards, retreating away from Ji Hao.
Anyone with a discerning eye could see that Ji Hao's blow completely frightened Suiren Ming. He was so scared that he didn't even have the courage to approach Ji Hao and confront him. At this moment, Sui Renming could still forcefully pretend to be calm, and he could still hold back from yelling and crying, which was already very difficult.
If it weren't for the strength of the peak witch emperor or above, who had already glimpsed the secrets of the witch god, Sui Renming would actually be dead.
The Witch Emperor has the ability to regenerate with a drop of blood. Sui Renming's body was still condensed after being beaten, but he must have lost a lot of blood and essence. The blood that was rolling all over his body suddenly weakened by 30%. In addition, Sui Renming was killed by Ji Hao. His courage was shattered, and his momentum declined to the extreme.
With one hand holding the sun in his hand and the other behind his back, Ji Hao left Suiren Ming without taking another look, and quietly glanced at the tens of thousands of figures rushing out of the political hall.
Most of them are Ji Hao's old acquaintances. They are Emperor Shun's ministers, leaders of major tribes of the human race, or great wizards of the witch palace, shaman priests with status, etc.
There are also some people who are very strange and Ji Hao has never seen them before. But looking at their arrogant faces and feeling the familiar aura on their bodies, you can tell that they all come from the big human clans that suffered heavy losses before Kuimen.
The leader of the Yunyang clan, who was burned to a coke by the true sun fire, was rescued. The true sun fire on his body was extinguished by a bottle of taiyin condensate taken out by the Yunyang clan's contemporary great shaman. Without the true sun fire, he continued to burn. , the Yunyang clan leader took a deep breath, and the flesh and blood that had been burnt to ashes quickly regenerated, and he returned to his original state in a few breaths.
Like Sui Renming, the Yunyang clan leader looked at Ji Hao with a look of horror. It was obvious that being burned by the true fire of the sun for a while had left an indelible mark of terror in his heart.
Ji Hao stood quietly in mid-air without saying a word. Among the figures that gradually rushed out of the political affairs hall, those who were familiar with Ji Hao stepped back one after another. They formed a neat formation above the political affairs hall. The words showed a clear attitude of not interfering.
Many of the uncles who were good friends with Ji Hao smiled bitterly and nodded at Ji Hao from a distance, with helpless expressions on their brows. Obviously they wanted to help Ji Hao, but they were unable to do anything in the face of the strong pressure from the major clans.
These big clans can be called the 'origin' of the human race. Ninety-nine percent of the tribes to which the uncles present belong are branch lineages of these big clans. They are inextricably linked to these big clans. It's a big show. The elders and patriarchs of the clan are simply the direct elders of these uncles.
They couldn't help Ji Hao, and they didn't dare to help Ji Hao. Ji Hao could understand their helplessness.
So Ji Hao nodded and smiled at them in a friendly manner, indicating that although they could not help him this time, they were still friends.
The chiefs and elders of the big clans, as well as the large group of clansmen behind them, slowly moved forward. Gradually, with their respective clans as units, the heads of each clan walked at the front, and the elders and clan members of each clan also formed a neat queue behind them.
There were low flapping sounds from all directions, and large groups of ferocious birds rose into the sky, approaching with heavily armed clan warriors on their backs. Dust also rose from the ground, and countless ferocious monsters were surrounded by warriors wearing heavy armor on their backs.
"Hoo!" A loud shout came from the Nine Dragons chariot. Tens of thousands of elite warriors from the Yaoshan leader stepped on the fire clouds and relied on the huge Nine Dragons chariot to quickly set up a solid military formation. The tens of thousands of Jia warriors, who were already much taller than the human warriors, were even more motivated to fight. Qi and blood surged in their bodies, and their bodies suddenly expanded, quickly reaching a height of three feet.
With the sound of "click", the Taisi had already put out the bone altar he carried with him. He enshrined the nail-head Seven Arrows Book on the altar. He held the bone staff and stared at the members of the major clans with wide eyes. Patriarch.
Several clan elders with wrinkled faces squinted their eyes and glanced at the nail-head Seven Arrows Book enshrined by the Tai Si on the altar. Their old faces suddenly twisted, and they hurriedly used secret methods to transmit messages to the surrounding clansmen.
The clan members who were approaching step by step stopped quickly, and the faces of dozens of clan leaders became extremely ugly.
It was obvious that these clans had a rich family background, and they recognized the origin of the Seven Arrows Book, and they even knew what a domineering and vicious cursed witchcraft the Seven Arrows Book was. No one wants to be the first to take the lead, and no one wants to be hit by the Seven Arrows book inexplicably.
Many members of the clan who are cautious by nature have secretly inspired the witch treasures and witch talismans they wear to specifically resist witchcraft attacks. Various strange lights flicker on their bodies, and some stand-ins made of various plants and trees appear behind them. Puppet shadow.
"You are all very cautious, are you afraid of death?" Ji Hao looked at these clan members who were facing formidable enemies, and suddenly burst into ridicule and laughed.
"Yaohou Jihao!" An unusually majestic voice sounded. A middle-aged man wearing a yellow robe, with a six-foot-long yellow dragon wrapped around his left and right arms, a hard-faced man and an aura like a sword strode from the Xiong family. The Gongsun clan walked out.
"Gongsun... clan leader?" Ji Hao looked sideways at the middle-aged man. Since he stepped out from the Gongsun clan and acted as the representative of the Gongsun clan, under such circumstances, he must be the leader of the Gongsun clan.
The previous patriarch of the Gongsun clan, Gongsun Meng, was possessed by an alien demon and his soul was devoured. He also sacrificed Gongsun's destiny and insisted on supporting him to ascend the throne of the human emperor. This was a ridiculous thing. Ji Hao was involved in the whole process. Gongsun Meng has lost his soul, and the Gongsun clan must elect a new clan leader.
"I am Uncle Gongsun." Chief Gongsun said solemnly: "Yaohou Jihao, how dare you disobey me? Chief Suiren and Chief Yunyang are the elders of my human race. How dare you hurt them?"
Ji Hao looked at Uncle Gongsun with a smile, squinted his eyes and was silent for a while, then said slowly: "Even if you are an elder, you can't steal my things for no reason. What's mine is mine. Whoever dares to steal it, I will So I chopped off his hand; if he tries to snatch it again, I'll chop off his head. Regardless of whether he's an elder or not, what's mine is mine, and no one can snatch it away if I don't give it to him!"
Uncle Gongsun was silent for a while, raised his hand and made a circle, pointing at the clan leaders and elders of the major clans behind him one by one: "What if we join forces?"
Ji Hao smiled, pointed at the Panya Sun he was holding in his left hand and said with a smile: "Guess, do I dare to detonate this thing in Puban? With one blast, blow it up completely?"
(End of chapter)