"I really don't know who gave you the confidence and courage to speak like this to the people of my Demon Slaying City."
"In the divine realm, is he really a god?"
Ye Wenchan took another step forward while laughing.
‘Click…’
The bloody sword energy all over Zuo Fu's body completely shattered and disappeared as he took this step.
"you……"
Just as Zuo Fu was about to speak, Ye Wenchan took another step and came to him.
Zuo Fu only saw the white-robed scholar with an indifferent expression, raised a hand and patted his face.
The white jade-like palm has a simple yet grand feeling.
"Blooded Sword!"
Zuo Fu was suppressed by Ye Wenchan's aura. He gritted his teeth, and all the blood in his body surged. A blood-red long sword emerged from his body.
"Spiritual weapon!"
Lu Shaolin, who was in the air, spoke in shock.
"It is rumored that Vice-President Zuo once obtained a Dao Zang in Yin Mo Ridge, and entered the realm of gods. He also obtained a spiritual weapon long sword from it. I didn't expect it to be true!"
Xu Zijian said with the same burning expression.
"And it's a low-grade spiritual weapon with three weapon patterns, which is much stronger than a Tao weapon."
Dong Linan looked at the three weapon patterns surrounding the bloody sword and said.
According to the division of vessel patterns, every three lines constitute a grade.
A low-grade spiritual weapon with three weapon patterns is more than one level stronger than a Taoist weapon with nine weapon patterns.
If this blood-edged long sword were placed on the entire Futi Star, it would be a rare treasure, a treasure that would arouse the envy of the heads of various sects.
After Zuo Fu got this blood-edged sword, he kept it hidden in his body and rarely used it.
All opponents who have seen this bloody sword are basically dead.
If he hadn't had no choice this time and was forced to do nothing by Ye Wenchan, Zuo Fu would not have used it against Ye Wenchan in public.
At this moment, as a god, he could feel the vast power of Ye Wenchan better than others, as well as the vague murderous intention in Ye Wenchan.
So he had to fight hard.
As soon as this blood-edged sword came out, everyone was stunned.
"If Ye Wenchan doesn't stop, I'm afraid this hand will be lost."
Xu Zijian said confidently.
However, before the words could be spoken, Ye Wenchan's slap showed no intention of stopping it at all, and it still fell according to its original trajectory.
‘Click…’
The sword, a spiritual weapon that had just been unsheathed, shattered under Ye Wenchan's palm!
'puff……'
Zuo Fu, who nourished the sword with his body and had a spiritual connection with the Blood Blade Sword, immediately spurted out a mouthful of old blood.
However, Ye Wenchan's palm still did not stop after breaking the blood-edged sword, and then fell on Zuo Fu's face.
‘Pa…’
A loud slap in the face shook Zuo Fu's slapped face, teeth flying in his mouth, and his whole body fell down like a chopped straw.
'Plop...'
Zuo Fu's body fell from a high altitude like a cannonball, directly into the Dragon's Tail Mountain beside Demon Slayer City.
'Boom...'
A huge vibration sounded on the ground.
Except for this sound, the whole place was silent.
Many elders, protectors, and guests from the seven major sects all looked at Ye Wenchan blankly.
The four geniuses in mid-air all had their eyes widened!
Xu Zijian's words were stuck in his throat, and he felt like he was about to die.
The spiritual weapon long sword!
A strong man in the realm of gods!
What a tough combination this is!
One slap, just one slap, and the spiritual weapon will be cut off, and the divine realm will disappear without a trace!
What kind of god is this?
I had only heard that Mr. Six of Demon Slayer City was powerful.
Now they have seen with their own eyes how powerful this Mr. Six is.
"You have so little ability, how dare you call yourself a god? How dare you underestimate the people of Demon Slayer City?"
Ye Wenchan clasped his hands behind his back and shook his head.
"Long live Mr. Six!"
"Mr. Six is mighty!"
"Let me just say that the white-clothed people in our Demon Slaughter City are awesome. Haha, what a bullshit deputy leader. He can't even take a slap. This leader is not as good as me!"
"Let me tell you, this Mr. Six, last time he killed a dozen of the punishment ministers, elders, commanders and the like of the seven major alliances by himself, and later he came to our restaurant for dinner!"
"That's right, for such a big shot, he still comes to me on the street to buy wontons. Not to mention how approachable he is."
"This is the real ascetic. That bullshit Zuofu, haha, it's nothing!"
Countless people in Demon Slaughter City first cheered in unison, and then began to talk about it.
However, before their discussion ended, a sound of shaking could be heard at the foot of Longwei Mountain.
'Boom...boom, rumble...'
Then, a figure like a soaring cannon emerged from Longwei Mountain and came to Ye Wenchan again.
This person had bleeding from the corner of his mouth, messy hair, and an old face full of anger!
Not Zuosuke, or which one?
"Ye Wenchan!"
"You pissed me off!"
Zuo Fu opened his mouth, which was leaky due to missing teeth, and shouted.
Many elders, protectors, and guests from the seven major sects breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Zuo Fu reappearing.
The four geniuses in mid-air also breathed a sigh of relief.
Their spiritual power was invariably felt in Zuo Fu.
At this moment, Zuo Fu didn't seem to have many problems except that his blood was a little unstable due to the blood-blade sword being broken. His energy was still quite sufficient.
The people on the Demon Slaying City side all fell silent and looked nervously at Zuo Fu who appeared again.
"oh?"
"Angry?"
"So what?"
Ye Wenchan flicked his fingers and slapped her again.
"you……"
Before Zuo Fu could raise his energy to resist, he heard a "bang" sound in his ears, and then his whole body fell like a cannonball.
This time, he was fanned into the mountain again, making a big hole.
But soon, Zuo Fu flew up again and said angrily to Ye Wenchan: "What do you mean?"
"Shame on you!"
Ye Wenchan simply replied with three words, and then slapped her again.
Zuosuke fell like a cannonball again...
This time, Zuo Fu didn't dare to fly out again, but as soon as he fell into the big pit underground, and was about to take the opportunity to escape, he felt a huge suction pulling his body, and he flew up from the ground again, and came to