Following Wang Tiezhu's words, the five people suddenly became nervous. Especially when they felt that someone was approaching them, they tried their best to fight back.
"boom…"
As the black profound energy dispersed, the white profound energy exploded into a huge ball of light in the sky, and the five eighth-level saint-level monks vomited blood and flew in five different directions.
The huge hurricane blew Mr. Hong, who was sitting on a big chair several hundred meters away, away.
If a monk hadn't caught him in a hurry, he would have died and ended his life.
Wang Tiezhu's figure appeared on the spot, and his temples blown by the wind slowly fell back to their original positions, as if he had never fought at all.
All the monks looked at Wang Tiezhu in shock.
"How is it possible? Six eighth-level monks were injured, how come he is okay?"
"It's so weird. I've never heard of black mysterious power. Isn't this guy a demon?"
Mr. Hong's hat was gone, his hair was disheveled, and he was in shock. He looked at the five eighth-level monks vomiting blood on the ground and shouted: "Go and invite the city lord..."
In fact, there is no need to invite him at all, such a loud noise can be heard dozens of miles away.
The city lord who was drinking and having fun felt the wine glass in his hand tremble.
The city lord put down his wine glass and flew towards the source of the sound with a murderous look on his face.
Seeing the arrival of the city lord, everyone seemed to have taken a reassurance.
But the next moment made everyone's hearts rise to their throats. The city lord flew directly ten meters in front of Wan Ling'er and knelt down in the air.
"City Lord Dongmeng, pays homage to the Holy Emperor."
The whole place was in an uproar. Everyone looked at their majestic city lord in surprise. This undefeated man, who was rumored to be the man of the Holy Emperor in the future, actually knelt down in front of a woman?
And the title is actually Holy Emperor? Could it be that this beautiful woman is the Holy Emperor of their spiritual realm?
The monks all knelt down and worshiped in vain. Master Hong, who was not being carried by anyone, fell directly from the air to the ground sitting on a chair?
"puff!"
The next moment, Master Hong pushed himself up and turned over, lying down facing Wan Ling'er.
Wan Ling'er frowned and said, "You have recognized the wrong person. I am not the Holy Emperor."
Dongmeng was stunned. Let’s not talk about your appearance. You didn’t even change your clothes. You actually said you were not the Holy Emperor?
Moreover, the strength of this semi-immortal body is the only one in the All-Spirit Realm country, and there is absolutely no semicolon.
Although I only see you once a year, the person I most want to dream about every day is you. How can I admit my mistake?
"The Holy Emperor is..."
Wan Ling'er frowned, with a threat in his tone: "I told you that I am not the Holy Emperor, you have mistaken the person."
Dongmeng finally seemed to understand something and stood up with a smile: "I'm sorry, you look so much like the Holy Emperor. You must have made a mistake. How could the Holy Emperor run out alone?"
When they heard that it was not the Holy Emperor, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Mr. Hong, who was lying on the ground and trembling, also got up tremblingly and cried loudly: "Lord, what kind of ruin have these people ruined my place?"
Now, you have to make the decision for me."
Dongmeng was in a dilemma, and secretly cursed idiot, I said I'm not the Holy Emperor, so you think I'm not?
Can you cause me less trouble?
Wan Ling'er whispered: "Hurry up and fight with Wang Tiezhu, we still have something to do."
Dongmeng understood immediately and asked: "Which one is Wang Tiezhu?"
Liu Xin'er pointed to Wang Tiezhu: "Where is my master."
The Eastern Mongolian fox pretended to be a tiger and flew into the sky, winking at Wang Tiezhu.
Wang Tiezhu probably understood what the other party meant, and nodded slightly, telling himself to be gentler.
Dongmeng said loudly: "You are a bold and crazy man, you dare to come and make trouble. Today I will show you what it means to be a nine-level monk and see how you can do it."
Dongmeng's moves looked so powerful that several eighth-level monks on the ground immediately frowned. This is not a year-end ceremony. Who are you trying to fool?
But after thinking about it, they realized that that woman was probably the Holy Emperor.
Wang Tiezhu couldn't help laughing when he saw the opponent's moves.
The density of black energy is extremely low, which means that such an attack cannot even harm a first-level saint-level monk, but it just looks awesome.
Wang Tiezhu also said loudly: "As the city lord, you don't know right from wrong. I will teach you a lesson today."
After saying that, Wang Tiezhu also used a move that looked majestic.
The white mysterious force and the black mysterious force collided together and dispersed instantly.
Suddenly, a strange mushroom cloud, white on the left and black on the right, rose from the center of the battle.
At this moment, all the people who could be seen in the city were shocked. It turned out that they all were so powerful as the city lord.
The monks who were above the eighth level of the Holy Order shook their heads. This was not a fight, it was clearly a performance.
Dongmeng felt that there was no substantial attack from Wang Tiezhu, and felt a little embarrassed, so he hurriedly used his black energy to reverse direction.
The next moment, a mouthful of blood spurted out and flew out, flying more than a thousand meters before stopping.
Wang Tiezhu was shocked. This guy's acting skills were so outrageous. Even if you were beaten away, you didn't have to fly that far, right?
If you were really hit that far, would you still be able to continue flying in the sky?
But Dongmeng's performance touched the hearts of the people in the city.
"The city lord is so powerful, yet he was defeated?"
"Who is that person? He is even more powerful than the city lord. Is he here to seize the city?"
Dongmeng flew back unsteadily, looked at Wang Tiezhu and said: "The monk is really powerful, but I don't know where we offended you, causing you to hurt us so badly? If we have done anything wrong, please tell us directly.
Let’s just change it.”
Wang Tiezhu couldn't help laughing and said: "Next time, just keep your eyes open and don't bully others. Well, since you have such a good attitude in admitting your mistakes, I won't pursue today's matter."
Dong Meng saluted and said: "The monk is a great virtuous man, I have learned from him."
Wang Tiezhu flew to Wan Ling'er and Liu Xin'er and winked at them hurriedly. If they didn't leave, he would laugh.
After flying more than ten miles outside the city, Wang Tiezhu finally laughed out loud: "This city lord is so interesting, his acting skills are really bad."
Liu Xin'er smiled and said: "I think he was frightened by Wan Ling'er."
Wan Ling'er also laughed: "Actually, he is quite funny. Every year when he celebrates the grand ceremony, he always comes up with some ideas to make me happy. This is why I don't want to take action in his city."
Wang Tiezhu asked with a smile: "Don't you like him?"
Wan Ling'er rolled her eyes at Wang Tiezhu: "I am a person who is leaving Xuanxuan Continent. How can I like this little brat?"
Seeing that Wang Tiezhu didn't respond, Wan Ling'er plucked up the courage and said: "Wang Tiezhu, let me tell you the truth. My help is not free. As for the marriage, I can see that you are not sincere. In this case, let me tell you.
How about we be frank about my purpose?"
Wang Tiezhu's expression suddenly became lewd: "How can we be honest with each other?"
