The strong men in fire armor paused for a moment, looking at Xi Qianye with cold eyes.
"A junior dares to be so arrogant."
"Are you looking for death?"
The horned monster's eyes were cold, a strong aura suddenly burst out, and he was ready to take action.
He just couldn't find a chance to take action. If he could drag the middle-aged Confucian scholar and the strong man in fire armor to take action together, then he would be 80% sure to get the terrifying sword.
The three of them obviously regarded Xi Qianye as He Baizhu's younger generation. He was a supreme being who could not be insulted. With his cultivation level like them, the most important thing was his face. Just like King You Tu before, he also went to war because of his face.
You, a junior ant, dare to scream in front of them. It is really unreasonable. Do you think that having an elder at the Supreme King level can ignore them?
"Kneel down and apologize, otherwise you won't be able to leave alive today."
The strong man in fire armor said with a cold voice. Although he was talking to Xi Qianye, his eyes were looking at He Baizhu, obviously watching her reaction.
Although He Baizhu has a strong cultivation level and possesses terrifying weapons, it is absolutely impossible to defeat one against three.
Under such circumstances, she shouldn't have to fight with them to the end. She would probably let the rude junior in front of her apologize respectfully.
"Yes, kneel down and apologize, and slap yourself ten times, otherwise you will be buried in hell."
The middle-aged Confucian scholar also had a cold expression, as frightening as a poisonous snake. Not only had he been seriously injured just now, but he had also lost a lot of face. Now, a junior who was desperate to stand up and provoke him just gave him a chance to regain some face.
I believe that I can become a Supreme King, and the woman in front of me is not stupid. It is impossible for me to completely fall out with them because of a junior.
However, He Baizhu suddenly laughed, pointing at the three strong men in fire armor, smiling brightly.
"What's the meaning!"
He Baizhu's reaction made the three men in the fire armor stunned.
"Idiot, if you want to kill him, just go ahead and kill him. I will never care." He Baizhu folded his arms, looking like he was hanging up on the matter.
The three men in fire armor frowned slightly, something was wrong. The reaction of the woman in front of them was so unexpected.
"Since you said you don't care, then I won't be polite."
The middle-aged Confucian scholar's eyes flashed with murderous intent. Among the three of them, he looked gentle on the surface, but he had the most violent personality. Especially when he suffered a big loss at the hands of He Baizhu, he had long held a grudge. At this moment, without saying a word, he immediately
Just take action.
Chuan Hehe's cloud fan turned into a stream of light, suddenly struck out, and slammed into Xi Qianye. The majestic power of the Supreme swept across, and he obviously had no intention of holding back, trying to kill the junior in front of him with one blow.
What an idiot!
He Baizhu looked at the middle-aged Confucian scholar who was seeking death, and his heart was filled with joy.
Xi Qianye raised his eyes slightly, looked at the rivers and clouds hitting him, and flicked his fingers.
There was a sound of gold and iron clashing, and the menacing cloud fans of the river exploded directly, turning into fragments that filled the sky and shot back.
What!
The middle-aged Confucian scholar's complexion changed drastically, and he spat out a mouthful of blood with a puff. His breath was sluggish, and his vitality was severely damaged.
Chuanhe Yunfan has been practiced with his mind for thousands of years, and it has long been integrated with his spirit and soul. At this moment, it was completely destroyed, and the backlash force also blew up a third of his spirit and soul. This is an injury.
Fundamentally, if there were no natural treasures to recuperate his injuries, he might not be able to recover for hundreds of years.
The strong man in fire armor and the monster with horns did not expect that such a situation would happen. Their pupils tightened and their eyes were filled with horror.
The terrifying sword thrown by the woman in white just now only slightly damaged the Chuanhe Cloud Fan. The young man in front of him actually completely destroyed the Chuanhe Cloud Fan with just a flick of his finger...
How is that possible...!
The Chuanhe Cloud Fan is a supreme weapon. Who can destroy it easily? Even the existence of the fourth level of the Supreme King would find it difficult to do so.
Whoosh whoosh!
The cloud fans across the rivers and rivers exploded, and fragments filled the sky flying in all directions. Each piece seemed to be able to shoot through the void, containing unparalleled terrifying impact force.
The middle-aged Confucian scholar was the first to bear the brunt. Because his spirit and soul were damaged, he could not escape in time. He was immediately shot into honeycomb by the terrifying tide of fragments. The strong man in fire armor and the monster with horns also felt uncomfortable. After being smashed, the Chuanhe River Cloud Fan
The power contained in the fragments is too terrifying, each fragment seems to be equivalent to a full blow from the existence of the third level of the Supreme King.
Although the strong man in fire armor avoided most of the metal fragments, some of them were too late to dodge, and several blood holes were made on his body, dripping with blood. The horned monster is the only creature among the three who has cultivated to the third level of the Supreme King.
The situation was slightly better, but the blood was still boiling from the impact and his face was pale.
"run!"
The strong man in fire armor didn't even think about it, dragging his injured body and running away desperately.
The horned monster reacted faster than the strong man in fire armor and started running away almost immediately.
As for the middle-aged Confucian scholar, no one cares about him anymore. When his life is threatened, who cares about his life or death?
Xi Qianye stepped out, like a puff of smoke, and instantly appeared where the middle-aged Confucian scholar was.
The middle-aged Confucian scholar's body was in pieces, his flesh and blood were blurred, and he couldn't recognize his human form at all. However, as the Supreme King, his vitality was extremely strong, so naturally he would not die that easily. If you give him time, he could completely reshape his body.
But Xi Qianye was already close in front of him, and he slowly stretched out his hand and pressed the void. The void seemed to be frozen, and he was directly pinned to the spot, unable to move at all.
"Spare my life! My lord, spare my life, I will never dare to do it again."
The soul of the middle-aged Confucian scholar exuded extremely frightening fluctuations, and he desperately begged for help. If his body could move, he might just kneel down and kowtow. Since he became the Supreme King, although there have been several crises, he has never been close to death.
It was so close. The kind of power that he couldn't resist, couldn't get rid of, and was almost divine, made him almost despair.
Xi Qianye put his hands behind his back and looked at the middle-aged Confucian scholar indifferently, completely ignoring his plea for mercy.
A Supreme King with such a violent personality would cause harm to many people in the world.
A piece of Hades Emperor Corpse Mark drilled out from Xi Qianye's fingertips and penetrated directly into the middle-aged Confucian scholar's body. The middle-aged Confucian scholar's body trembled, struggled slightly for a few times and then lost his voice again. His body, including his soul, was all gone.
Absorbed and refined by the Hades' corpse pattern, the flesh and blood body also turned into ashes and spread to the ground.
After killing the middle-aged Confucian scholar, Xi Qianye disappeared again. When he appeared, he was already standing in front of the strong man in fire armor.
The strong man in fire armor was pale and his scalp was numb. Was the person in front of him a devil? He was following him like a shadow. Even after he ran so far, he was overtaken.
"Ah! Die to me."
Facing the danger, the fire-armored man's heart exploded with ferocity, he mobilized all his strength and punched Xi Qianye fiercely.
His cultivation level is better than that of a middle-aged Confucian scholar, and is almost equivalent to the peak of the second level of the Supreme King. At this moment, he tried his best to attack, and it was like a meteorite falling from the sky, with the potential to destroy the heaven and the earth. (To be continued)