Hearing this, Niu Meng stood there blankly, obviously shocked by Ye Luo's words.
What's going on with this kid? Isn't he in a fight? Why should I ask for money?
Moreover, you are now facing more than a dozen monks of the same realm. At this time, shouldn't you be thinking about how to escape?
Is it possible that you still want to fight head-on?
To be honest, Niu Meng was really confused.
Although Ye Luo had just used thunderous means to suppress four people, including Xiao Hei, Niu Meng was still not optimistic that Ye Luo could escape unharmed under the siege of more than a dozen people.
A false saint is a false saint, no matter how powerful he is, he is not a saint!
However, just when Niu Meng couldn't figure it out, Ye Luo had already moved!
I saw him crush the ground with one step, and his whole person disappeared like an arrow from the string. His body turned into a ghostly afterimage, and rushed into the crowd in the blink of an eye!
Next, I saw Ye Luo wandering among the crowd like a butterfly piercing a flower, punching one of his subordinates, knocking down several people in an instant.
Moreover, Ye Luo's strength was so good that it did not harm their lives at all, it simply made them faint.
This control of strength is unparalleled!
It seems that since Ye Luo replaced all the spiritual energy in his body with 100% immortal energy, not only has his combat power improved, but his mastery of strength and Taoism has also reached a higher level!
"I'll go...Brother Ye Luo is awesome!"
Niu Meng was stunned and could hardly believe what he saw.
As a middle-level saint, if he wanted to defeat the dozen or so younger brothers Qian Dong on the other side, he thought he could do it very easily.
But if it comes to walking around like Ye Luo, he thinks he still can't do it.
Everyone just fainted and was not injured, let alone their lives. This kind of delicateness was something he thought he could not achieve.
If he were to take action, it would be bloody!
"Brother, I really didn't lie to you. I just dragged Ye Luo from the city..."
Song Jun squinted his eyes and looked innocent, feeling that he couldn't explain today's matter anyway.
Even Song Jun began to doubt Ye Luo's true identity.
How could a pseudo-holy monk who had no money to pay for the teleportation circle become so powerful...
This is simply a paradox!
According to Ye Luo's strength, he shouldn't be short of money, at least he won't be short of money for the teleportation circle.
But in fact...Ye Luo is short of money.
It's really hard to understand.
"It's a little boring."
Looking at Ye Luo on the battlefield, he had already subdued more than a dozen people in a very short time, which could almost be described as crushing.
No...this is crushing!
"Damn...where did Niu Meng invite this guy..."
Seeing such a scene, Qian Dong was completely numb. His thoughts and level of shock at this time were similar to Niu Meng's.
I think I can do it, but I can't do it better than Ye Luo...
Qian Dong even felt that Ye Luo was a thug hired by Niu Meng at a huge price, just to cut his own face.
But... if he knew that Ye Luo was just randomly dragged by Song Jun from the city, I really don't know how he would feel.
"Brother, although this person's cultivation level is at the peak of pseudo-sage, his combat power is far beyond that of monks in the same level. Unless he is a saint, no one in the same level can suppress him!"
At this time, the first-level saint next to Qian Dong spoke. It was obvious that he was also very shocked by Ye Luo's fighting power.
"Qian Xi, go meet him later."
After hearing this, Qian Dong nodded, and then said coldly.
"Brother, if I go up, he will go back."
Qian Xi is still very confident about this.
Ye Luo is very strong, this is what Qian Dong and Qian Xi both agree on...
However, this is limited to Ye Luo's field of pseudo-sage.
Once he reached the saint level, Qian Xi still looked at Ye Luo like an ant.
At least according to his knowledge, it is simply impossible for a false saint to challenge a saint by leapfrogging his rank!
"If he withdraws, you should teach Mr. Song a lesson. You must get back this situation today!"
Hearing this, Qian Dong nodded slightly, agreeing with Qian Xi's point of view.
No matter how strong Ye Luo is, he is still a false saint!
Once Qian Xi, a saint, comes on the stage, Ye Luo has only one choice, and that is to withdraw and replace Song Jun!
Otherwise... Could it be that Ye Luo still wants to challenge the saint with his pseudo-sage cultivation level? This is simply unimaginable!
"You can go away and let Mr. Song come up."
Then, Qian Xi stepped onto the battlefield. As he spoke coldly, the pressure of the saint realm spread out, pressing down on Ye Luo like a mountain and sea!
He wanted to conquer the enemy without fighting. He wanted to use only the pressure of the saint realm to make Ye Luo retreat... No, get out!
To be honest, the pressure of the saint realm is indeed a huge pressure for false saints. Even the top false saints, there are only a few people who can withstand it.
Of course, this does not include Ye Luo.
Ye Luo is one of those weirdos who can face the pressure of a saint calmly without changing his expression.
"Brother Ye Luo, you have performed very well, let me do it next."
Seeing this, Song Jun, who narrowed his eyes, immediately rolled up his sleeves and walked up, patted Ye Luo's shoulder and said lightly.
What he said was true, and even a bit modest.
Ye Luo did nothing very well, it was simply perfect. He single-handedly picked out more than a dozen peak fake saints from the opposite side. This record was simply appalling.
Moreover, this was even before Ye Luo used all his strength!
Hearing Song Jun's words, Ye Luo first stretched out his hand to stop him, then looked at Qian Xi coldly and said: "Who do you want to tell to get out!?"
"Hey, can't you see that I have a pretty bad temper? Can't you see that I am in the realm of a saint?"
Hearing Ye Luo's words, Qian Xi was immediately laughed out of anger.
In his opinion, Ye Luo was bluffing, even trying to show off.
Is it appropriate for a false saint to speak in such a tone in front of a saint!?
"So what about saints? Ridiculous!"
Hearing this, Ye Luo sneered and looked at Qian Xi with eyes full of disdain!
"Brother Ye Luo, you can't say that..."
Seeing this, Song Jun was stunned on the spot.
He really didn't expect that Ye Luo's temper would be so stubborn...
Qian Xi is a first-class saint. Although he is only a first-class saint, he is still a saint!
Again, you are a false saint, is it really okay to talk to a saint like this?
Of course, Song Jun said this with good intentions, simply because he was worried about Ye Luo.
He was really afraid that Ye Luo would be impulsive and rush up to confront Qian Xi on the spot!
At that time, in his understanding, Ye Luo could only have one ending... being killed instantly by Qian Xi!
"It doesn't matter, he is no match for me."
Ye Luo waved his hand and spoke confidently while igniting his fighting spirit.
At this moment, it was no longer a question of whether Qian Xi wanted to fight, but Ye Luo took the initiative to fight.
The most important thing is that Ye Luo wants to test his current combat power to see if he can defeat the first-level saint!
Subjectively, Ye Luo is confident, but after all, it is only subjective.
He still needs actual combat verification, and now is the best opportunity to verify it!
Qian Xi, the first-class saint!
Seeing Ye Luo like this, Song Jun's eyes suddenly narrowed, with a complicated look on his face, but he didn't speak.
At this moment, Song Jun didn't know why he felt such a strange feeling...
He feels Ye Luo can win!
"Boy, don't think that you can be unscrupulous just because you have defeated so many of my brothers. I think you are in a hurry!"
Hearing Ye Luo's words, Qian Xi laughed angrily again, and even couldn't understand Ye Luo.
At the very least, Qian Xi couldn't understand or understand Ye Luo's move.
In the inherent impression of the monks in the Immortal Palace, no matter how powerful the false saint is, they are still just false saints.
No matter how weak the saint is, he is still a saint!
They are simply not two types of people that can be put together!
"Brother Ye Luo, don't act out of emotion. Qian Xi is a first-level saint, and you are no match for him."
Seeing this, Niu Meng nodded towards Ye Luo and immediately persuaded him.
From Niu Meng's point of view, Ye Luo was also "red-eyed". After he calmed down, he would naturally no longer want to confront Qian Xi.
"Niu Meng, if you are capable, don't stop him. I also want to see how capable a false saint can be!"
Seeing this, Qian Dong was definitely going to go against Niu Meng.
To be honest, he now wishes Ye Luo could stay and fight Qian Xi.
He knows Qian Xi's strength best. He is a first-class saint, and it's no problem to beat up a false saint!
"Qian Dong, don't use aggressive tactics!"
After hearing Qian Dong's words, Niu Meng frowned and said fiercely.
In his opinion, Qian Dong was obviously deliberately trying to provoke Ye Luo so that he could stay on the field and fight Qian Xi.
However, how could Ye Luo be Qian Xi's opponent? There was only one final outcome, and that was Ye Luo's defeat!
The greater possibility is that it will be abolished directly!
Ye Luo's strength has already astonished Niu Meng. At this time, he really wanted to keep Ye Luo by his side. How could he watch Ye Luo lose at the hands of Qian Xi!
"Wasn't he very powerful just now? Wasn't he awesome? Why is he so timid now?"
Qian Dong still used the aggressive method. Although it looked very clumsy, it didn't matter anymore.
"Brother Niu, Brother Song, I'm here to meet him. Don't worry, I'm very calm now."
Seeing this, Ye Luo turned around and smiled lightly, with a calm and composed look on his face, not at all like he was being carried away by the blood.
After hearing Ye Luo's words, Song Jun still didn't speak. At this time, he completely believed Ye Luo.
Although this feeling is strange and unreasonable, Song Jun firmly believes it.
"Brother Ye, are you sure?"
Niu Meng raised his eyebrows and wanted to confirm with Ye Luo again.
"Don't worry, I'm sure."
Seeing Niu Meng's appearance, Ye Luo nodded and smiled.
Seeing this, Qian Xi frowned tightly. Although he said nothing, he looked at Ye Luo fiercely.
The war is about to begin, but you, a false saint, are so calm.