The black demonic energy swirled in the air, as if it had turned into a giant black dragon, leaping into Master Huanshi's arms and engulfing the leader of the Heavenly Punishment Cult.
At this moment, the surrounding space shook wildly, and even the stone pillars around the arena shook.
It was just a black demonic energy, but for a moment, the whole world seemed to be plunged into darkness, and the space where the arena was located became pitch black because of this black energy.
A ferocious and extremely violent aura bombarded the leader of Heavenly Punishment.
In front of the leader of the Heavenly Punishment Cult, the inscription on the black turtle was instantly devoured and disappeared by the black dragon-like demonic energy.
The black dragon's demonic energy rushed into the main body of the Heavenly Punishment Sect like a sea dragon.
The tortoise shell of the Heavenly Punishment Cultist exploded to pieces, and his whole body flew backwards uncontrollably. His chest was a mess of flesh and blood, and his exposed sternum could even be vaguely seen.
The leader of the Heavenly Punishment Cult suddenly trembled, and while he was still in the air, he opened his mouth and spat out a large mouthful of bright red blood.
Before his body landed, he stepped up in the air with his legs and flew out quickly.
Young Master Huanshi, this time he was fooled.
If he had learned all the Four Holy Divine Skills, instead of being like this now, the only one who would be defeated in this battle would be Young Master Huanshi!
"This...the leader of Heavenly Punishment has escaped!"
"This is the final outcome!"
"Master Huanshi has such weird tricks!"
For a moment, everyone's eyes fell on Master Huanshi.
"Interesting, really interesting. This posthumous conference will probably be as exciting as we haven't seen in a hundred years." Suddenly, an old voice sounded.
The voice wasn't loud, but somehow everyone's eyes were looking in the same direction.
An old man in gray clothes, slightly stooped and dressed like an ordinary servant, appeared in everyone's sight.
The old man was obviously very old, and his face was covered with wrinkles.
After King Xiaoyao and King Linbing saw the old man's appearance clearly, they raised their hands at the same time and bowed respectfully to the old man.
"Mr. Yuan."
"Mr. Yuan."
When the two people's voices came out, everyone around them was shocked.
These two were extremely terrifying beings, but they were so respectful when they saw this old man who looked like a servant
Who is this old man
Even if they were crowned king with one word, it would be impossible for the two of them to be so respectful.
The old man waved his hands slightly in the direction of the two of them, and then smiled softly and said: "The cultivation of the two has improved a lot, I am afraid that the breakthrough is not far away. The old man just came to watch on behalf of the prince, and now the competition has ended , the old man will take the first step."
After saying this, the old man did not stop, turned around and walked out. In just one step, his figure had disappeared into the distance.
Everyone came back to their senses when they saw this. Suddenly, several exclamations came from the crowd.
"He...he is the personal servant of Prince Yuan, the Seven-Star Prince!"
"It's him, no wonder!"
"It's him. It is said that he grew up with Prince Yuan's father since he was a child, and later became Prince Yuan's slave."
"Although he is a slave, his cultivation is unknown to what extent he has reached!"
Zheng Shiyi listened to everyone's exclamations and looked back at Princess Fanyao beside him. She was just a servant of the prince, but she had such a status.
Even King Xiaoyao and King Linbing were so respectful. What would happen if the prince came in person
That Prince Yuan was still the seven-star prince, but Princess Fanyao's father was the highest nine-star prince.
Master Huanshi ignored the noisy people around him. After taking a few pills from the ring, he jumped off the ring with one arm and landed in front of Zheng Shiyi. He said with a smile: "Junior Brother Shiyi, this time Thanks to the treasure you gave me, otherwise, although I could win, I would have suffered a lot of injuries."
"It's good if senior brother can win. Senior brother, you said that there is no need to be polite between you and me." Zheng Shiyi said, but his eyes fell on Master Huanshi's injured arm and still pale face, and asked with concern : "I wonder if your injury, senior brother, will affect the leader of the Heavenly Punishment Sect's participation in the Divine Lords Conference."
"Although this injury is serious, it will not affect the Shenhou Conference. However, without the things sent by my junior brother, I did not make that breakthrough. I am afraid that today's injury will affect the Shenhou Conference."
Young Master Huanshi smiled boldly and said, "Come on, you and I, senior fellow apprentices, will go have a few drinks together. This can be regarded as a treasure given by senior fellow apprentices to thank you."
"Drinking? Why don't you call me when you're drinking?" Peng Junyue walked out from the side, ignoring the almost murderous looks of everyone around him, looked at Mr. Huanshi and said loudly: "I was the banker just now, but because Mr. Huanshi made a lot of money, I’ve invited you to drink for this meal.”
In the distance, on top of the high tower, the old man looked in the direction of the arena and sighed: "It is true that there are talents in each country... Figures like Huanshi and Tianpu, in the previous Shenhou Conference, could win Those who have won the position of Divine Marquis, even in several Divine Marquis conferences, such characters have never appeared.
But this time, the Shenhou Conference has not yet begun, but such talents have already appeared, and two of them appeared at once. These two people never used their martial spirits from beginning to end.
nature… "
The old man looked back at the young man behind him and said with a pleased expression: "They may not be the most talented ones in this conference of divine princes."
The young man smiled softly and replied: "I just don't know when I will be able to reach the level of a great master like you, sir."
Although one of Master Huanshi's arms was almost broken and his body was seriously injured, he only recovered slightly and soon joined forces with Zheng Shiyi, Xiaoxi, Princess Fanyao and Peng Junyue. Together we headed towards the famous restaurant Piaoxiangju in the city.
They had only walked a few steps, but many experts from the imperial capital came to congratulate them.
What was originally a gathering between a few people turned into a celebration banquet.
And the news that Young Master Huanshi fought against the Master of Heavenly Punishment and won quickly spread throughout the entire imperial capital.
Walking on the streets of the imperial capital, you can hear people everywhere marveling at this battle and their strength, especially Master Huanshi.
Even later, the version became exaggerated.
"Under the action of Master Huanshi, the whole world is illusory."
"Master Huanshi fought with the leader of Heavenly Punishment, and the entire arena was destroyed. I heard that even the formation of the arena was shattered."
"Some people say that Mr. Huanshi is the number one genius among today's young generation."
Zheng Shiyi listened to the voices coming from all around, raised his head and looked at Master Huanshi jokingly: "Brother Huanshi, you are now the number one among the younger generation."
Young Master Huanshi shook his head helplessly, but looked at Zheng Shiyi with a smile but did not reply.
Zheng Shiyi teased Young Master Huanshi, turned to look at Peng Junyue with some curiosity and asked: "By the way, why did you come to the imperial capital? Do you also want to participate in the Shenhou Conference?"
He could feel that Peng Junyue was much stronger than before, but if he wanted to gain more positions as a divine lord, it would be impossible.
Peng Junyue looked at the three of them with a matter-of-fact expression and said: "The Shenhou Conference, such a grand conference, how can I open the village without Fatty? As for the conference...
Fatty, of course I want to participate. "
As Peng Junyue spoke, he chuckled, showing a lewd smile, and said with a mean smile: "No matter how powerful the martial arts is, it has flaws, and no matter how strict the rules of the ring are, there are still loopholes that can be exploited.
My goal is not to participate in the God Lord Conference and get the final position of God Lord. I am here to help improve the rules.
Speaking of which, His Majesty the Emperor should give me a reward. After all, I did good things and helped improve the rules, right? "
Zheng Shiyi was instantly convinced. This kid obviously wanted to cheat again in the ring, but he could still be so upright and upright. It was really unbelievable that a person could be so shameless.
Mr. Huanshi laughed out loud, took the initiative to pick up the wine glass and pointed it in Peng Junyue's direction. Although he did not speak, his actions already expressed his appreciation for Peng Junyue.
Princess Fanyao glanced at Peng Junyue curiously, then raised her wine glass and toasted to Mr. Huanshi: "Young Master Huanshi's battle today shocked the imperial capital. Especially your illusion skills are even more incredible. Measurement.
Speaking of which, I do have a secret technique for illusion. It is said to be part of the fantasy master's experience. "
"Illusion Master?" Peng Junyue heard the voice and immediately whispered. He looked at Master Huanshi with envy and said: "Illusion Master, that was a powerful existence 27,000 years ago, and it was an existence that was once a saint!"
Young Master Huanshi nodded slightly, looked at Princess Fanyao and said, "Thank you very much, Princess. For more than 27,000 years, in such a long time, I don't know how many geniuses have been born and how many dynasties have gone through.
Many geniuses, even emperors of certain dynasties, have not even left their names in this long history. If the magic master's cultivation method can still be passed down, there must be something unique about it.
Over the past 20,000 years, countless people have practiced illusion, and many schools of illusion have been born.
I would like to see what the illusions from more than 27,000 years ago are like. If the princess has time, she can go back to Huanshi's residence. "
Although Mr. Huanshi expressed his thanks, he did not show that flattering look on his face. He did not even show too much enthusiasm, nor did he ask to watch on the spot. He still looked indifferent.
"There is no problem with that. Speaking of which, you are still living a cool life." Princess Fanyao looked at the indifferent Young Master Huanshi, with a look of envy on her delicate face, and said self-deprecatingly: "Look like me, look. It seems that I am a princess and have a distinguished status, but I don't have any freedom, just like the bird in the cage."
Peng Junyue asked with confusion: "Why did the princess say that? You are the princess, who can lock the princess?"
"It's not a detention, but it's almost the same." Princess Fanyao looked at Zheng Shiyi and said, "He knows about this."
The eyes of Peng Junyue and Master Huanshi fell on Zheng Shiyi at the same time.
(End of chapter)