Marquis Dewu raised his hand and struck out with a sword flash, like moonlight, directed towards the Lightning Carved Face Gate.

The extremely violent power tore the sky apart in just a moment.

The Lightning Eagle screamed, and when concentrated by this force, it instantly fell back thousands of feet!

Its throat coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood.

Although the sixth-level immortal beasts are enough to compete with the Great Luo Jinxian, human monks of the same level can crush the immortal beasts!

Therefore, the strength of the Lightning Eagle was unable to confront the attack of Marquis Dewu head-on.

This move forced the Lightning Eagle back, causing the disciples of Dewuhou Mansion to raise their arms and shout excitedly!

"Long live the Marquis! Long live the Marquis!"

"Master Hou's extraordinary magical power is unparalleled in the world!"

Marquis Dewu gently stroked the small beard on his chin, put one hand behind his back, and stood proudly in the air, looking like a worldly master, staring coldly at Ling Xiao below.

"You are that Ling Xiao? You brat, you are quite arrogant. No wonder even the Marquis of Tianwu is very afraid of you! If it were twenty years ago, even I would probably be a little afraid of you!"

After a pause, he spoke again:

"But, now, you want to scare me, but you don't have the qualifications."

He smiled coldly and said:

"Ling Xiao, if you are sensible, kneel down at this moment, kowtow to me three times, and then abandon your cultivation. I, I, can spare your life and let you continue to live on. Are you willing?"

These words were not ordinary arrogance. Everyone couldn't help but feel domineering after hearing this.

"You are truly worthy of being Marquis Dewu! With such domineering power, no one else would have the qualifications to do so!"

"Hi! That's right, among the several princes around us in the Zhao Dynasty, our prince, no matter what, can be regarded as the mainstay! You know, there are many princes, but only Hunyuanling

How can the immortal’s strength be compared to that of our Marquis?”

"Not bad! This time, Ling Xiao, he really hit the iron plate."

"He deserves to be unlucky. He stole something and actually grabbed it from our Marquis. He really doesn't have eyesight. He deserves to die!"

The sneers and curses from the crowd did not make Marquis Dewu feel so proud or arrogant!

He himself is proud enough and arrogant enough.

From the very beginning, he put Ling Xiao at his feet and never took a fancy to Ling Xiao!

In his eyes, Ling Xiao had no qualifications at all and could be compared with him.

As for Ling Xiao, he didn't have the slightest emotion in response to everyone's words.

There was neither anger nor any other emotional factors.

Because he has seen so many pretentious people and Shabi people!

There are too many pretentious people like Dewuhou.

There are so many Sabi like these people around!

Ling Xiao has already become immune to these people.

He doesn't care at all about these people's opinions or their voices.

Because he knows that everything speaks with his fists!

A truly strong person is not afraid of any rumors, slander, or bragging!

His eyes were always placed on Marquis Dewu indifferently, but the look in his eyes revealed a bit of murderous intent, which never disappeared from the beginning to the end.

"You... don't deserve it!"

Those three faint words caused everyone around to burst into an uproar.

"This brat, is he crazy?"

"You're really crazy. Even Marquis Dewu dares to fight against you."

"Anyway, he is already out of his mind. He is about to die, so there is no need to continue talking about him."

Sure enough, the next moment, Marquis Dewu's eyes became even colder.

"You brat, you...are not just looking for death!"

"Luo Li, you hurt my mount. Do you think I will let you go?"

Before he could finish his words, Ling Xiao had already punched him in advance.

The destructive power of the fist immediately turned into a huge billowing wave of energy, overwhelming the sky and the earth.

Invisibly, as if in the air, there were the roar of tigers and the roar of green dragons, intertwining with each other, causing a burst of lightning and thunder!

Marquis Dewu couldn't help but smile contemptuously.

"Stupid guy, these fancy things are of no use to me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he stepped forward and punched Ling Xiao's power without any politeness.

However, when he really faced Ling Xiao's power, he instantly realized that he was wrong, and it was very wrong, not just ordinary!

That power was far from the bells and whistles he thought it was!

That power is strong! Very strong! It’s so powerful that it’s outrageous!

Marquis Dewu never thought that one day he would be beaten so hard by a junior, and a headmaster of a ninth-grade sect, that his whole arm began to feel numb.

He was trembling, his whole body couldn't help but tremble!

That kind of powerful force coming from the heart made him, Marquis Dewu, unable to help but feel his heart beat faster.

If it weren't for this moment, there would be millions of troops behind him.

I'm afraid, not only is his face filled with shock at this moment, he may even be screaming!

How did this guy cultivate? Looking at him so young, he should be no more than twenty years old, right?

Could it be that he used some special method of eternal youth to make himself look younger? But in fact, his age is very likely to be older than himself?

At this moment, Marquis Dewu's mind was already full of mush.

However, he had no time to stir up the confusion in his mind, because Ling Xiao had already bullied him again.

"not good!"

Feeling Ling Xiao's oncoming murderous intent, Dewuhou's heart trembled and he was about to escape. The next moment, he was enveloped by a huge force.

"Get down here!"

boom!

Following Ling Xiao's soft shout, Marquis Dewu was hit to the ground by an invisible force on the spot.

boom!

There was another violent sound, and Marquis Dewu hit the ground, cracking into spider web-like cracks. The center point under his feet was even lower than the ground.

The million-strong army couldn't help but tremble in their hearts.

What is going on?

Marquis Dewu, what's going on?

Is he kidding us?

With his strength, how could he not even be able to defeat Ling Xiao, a small, ninth-grade sect leader?

Are we dreaming?

Or is it that the world has changed?
Chapter completed!