"What?" The crowd became restless. They never imagined that Qingjiu would actually dare to attack all of them.
But soon they realized that quitting alcohol was not trying to make fun of them, because quitting drinking had moved them.
A powerful pressure belonging to the pinnacle of the Grand Master realm exploded above their heads.
Just stop drinking and don't take action. Once you go out, you will be struck by thunder!
"Om!" As an ethereal Buddha chant sounded, a huge swastika appeared in the sky.
"Sure enough, he is at the pinnacle of the Grandmaster realm. Since he wants to play, let's make room for him." Duanmu Jinglong looked at Jijiu floating below them with bright eyes.
A group of college senior officials quietly retreated to the battlefield.
"What a powerful pressure, don't take it lightly, use all your strength." Someone shouted something, and the crowd immediately dispersed, and everyone mobilized all their cultivation skills to prepare for the wrath of alcohol withdrawal.
Daofang, who had been getting closer and closer to Daolin, turned back and looked into the air. At this time, he was a little lucky that he was fighting against Daolin, otherwise he would not be sure whether he could withstand the output of quitting drinking.
"Please concentrate, okay?" A cold voice sounded in his ear. Daofang turned his head and saw a palm quickly enlarging in front of his eyes.
There was a crisp sound of "Pa!", and Daofang covered his left face and staggered back.
"How dare you sneak attack me!" The burning feeling on his face made Dao Fang completely explode.
"You're fighting someone but you're distracted and looking elsewhere. I'm teaching you, so you don't accidentally get killed by someone in the future, and your father has the white-haired man sending the black-haired man away." Dolin taunted, holding on to his hand.
But without delay, he slapped Daofang again.
"You are so impudent!" Daofang raised his hand to block Daolin's attack, and grabbed Daolin's neck with his right hand.
Daolin twisted his body to get out of the way of Dao Fang's attack. At the same time, he suddenly kicked out his left leg and hit Dao Fang's abdomen with a knee strike.
Daofang missed the target and quickly retreated.
It was impossible for Dolin to give him a chance to prepare. At the same moment, he stepped forward and punched again.
"That's enough!" Daofang shouted angrily, his internal energy covered his claws, and he waved his arms, and the terrifying claws grabbed Daolin with a faint light.
"Evergreen!" Daolin shouted, and heat instantly rose up all over his body. This time he wanted to confront Dao Fang head-on.
Daofang's claws and Daolin's fist collided. Daofang was knocked back one step, while Daolin took three steps back. Several claw marks appeared on his fingers, and blood dripped down his fingers.
"Hmph, I thought you had made some progress, but now it seems you are just humiliating yourself!" Daofang snorted coldly, and rushed towards Daolin like a falcon that had been gliding.
His claws slid rapidly, and the dim light left an afterimage in the void.
Dolin roared angrily, his body erupted with thick steam, and his skin instantly turned fiery red.
"Stop!" Daolin turned around, stretched out his arm quickly, and grabbed Daofang's frantically attacking arm.
"What!" Daofang couldn't believe his eyes. How could he be caught by Daolin with such a fast attack speed?
But the reality was like this. Daolin didn't give him any chance at all. Daofang only felt a huge force coming down his arm, and then he jumped into the air. Daolin grabbed his arm and threw him to the ground.
Just as Daofang was about to fall to the ground, he suddenly shot out his other hand, and an internal force hit the ground, forcing him to bounce up and escape Daolin's control.
After all, Daofang is in the ninth level Qi Dynasty realm and is a disciple of a large martial arts family. He is more familiar with fighting than Daolin, who has become a monk halfway.
"Aren't you disappointed that I didn't fall to the ground?" Daofang stood up and said sarcastically.
Daolin's expression remained unchanged, and he once again took up his stance and prepared to attack.
At this moment, a vigorous force exploded behind him, and the shock wave blew him up and rushed towards Daofang.
Neither of them expected this scene. Daolin reacted quickly. With the blessing brought by the shock wave, he directly threw Daofang to the ground.
Unforgiving of his advantage, Daolin's fists rained down on Dao Fang beneath him.
The situation changed so quickly that Daofang could only raise his arms to protect his head and kept struggling, hoping to break free from Daolin's grasp.
"Well!" Another Buddha chant sounded, and an even more powerful shock wave struck, and Daolin was blown away again with a whoop.
He was in the air, looking at Jijiu, who was showing off his power in the distance, and scolded him bloody in his heart.
Daofang slammed his hands on the ground, stood up upside down, and chased towards Daolin using the tail section of the shock wave. A pair of claws covered with dim light went straight to the top of Daolin's head.
Daolin fell to the ground on his back and hurriedly punched out with his right fist, opening the fatal claw. However, his old strength was exhausted and new strength was not yet developed. He was wide open and Daofang took the opportunity to scratch his claws several times.
Blood flowed out and instantly soaked Dolin's clothes.
Daofang wanted to make up for it a few more times, but Daolin reacted and kicked his legs on him, flying into the air.
Dao Fang smiled calmly, and while he was in the air, he reached down with his claws and shot out a faint blue claw mark towards Dao Lin who was on the ground.
If he were caught this time, Dolin would definitely be in danger, and even if he didn't die, he would be seriously injured.
In desperation, Dolin rolled away to one side desperately, barely escaping the claw marks, but the strong internal force still shook him off the ground.
Daofang landed lightly and walked towards Daolin with a leisurely and contented expression.
Daolin got up from the ground and looked at Daofang who was getting closer and closer, his eyes full of anger.
"You overestimating your abilities, why do you dare to challenge me? Who gave you the courage?" Daofang sneered and said sarcastically.
Daolin took a deep breath, waved his right hand, and the imperial golden sword appeared in his hand.
The corners of Daofang's mouth raised slightly, and he looked at the imperial golden sword in Daolin's hand and said, "I took out this broken sword again. You haven't remembered the lesson from last time, right?"
Dolin had no mood swings. He spoke slowly: "Yesterday, you instigated the guard captain to take me away. You should know him!"
"Of course, otherwise, why would you listen to Taoist advice?" Tao Fang said, leaning over his shoulder.
"Then you should also know his strength!"
"At the peak of the Qi Dynasty Realm, you are just one step away from becoming a Grandmaster. What's wrong? You want to seek revenge from him, but with your strength, I'm afraid you won't be able to do it in this life." Dao Fang sneered and was about to launch an attack.
"No, I want to tell you before I say this. Last night, in the interrogation room of the escort team, I...killed him with a total of four thousand cuts, and it was too late to separate his flesh and bones." Dolin said coldly.
Daofang was about to move forward when he stopped. He suddenly felt that the temperament of Daolin opposite him had changed, and he seemed to be able to control his life and death at any time.
"Stop bragging. It's simply impossible for you to kill a warrior at the peak of the Qi Dynasty Realm." Dao Fang mocked with a disdainful expression.
"You will know if it is true or not!"
"When the Qi flows into the Gangfeng, it becomes a sword. Why do you have to take ten steps to kill someone? - To calm the soul!"