Sun Buer had no idea what the friction was between the helmsmen of these flags and Qiu Shu, and he didn't want to know.
The capital of the Divine Realm is the secret realm of the Divine Religion, and it is also the world of the Seven Star Palace. The Divine Religion naturally has no taboos in its actions. No matter who dares to be disrespectful to the Divine Religion, it is wrong.
So after Sun Buer dealt with Yi Xifeng, he directly asked the leaders if they knew they were wrong.
That tone was like an adult lecturing a group of ignorant children.
This is also related to Sun Buer's character. He has extraordinary aptitudes since he was a child, and his training in the Seven Star Palace has been smooth sailing. He has also become the youngest elder. He is domineering. In his eyes, only the other six elders can talk to each other.
For example, Sun Buer didn't look down on the helmsmen of the three strong banners or the elders of the Zhenwu Hall, let alone the helmsmen of the weak banners in front of him.
"Do those people at the helm realize their mistakes?"
At this moment, on the deck, in addition to Liu Scarzi and Zhu Hongsha, there were also two flag captains, namely Niu Dali, the Niu-zi flag, and Lu Fengchun, the Lu-zi flag.
They were friends with each other, and Liu Scarzi invited them to his boat to discuss important matters. Unexpectedly, an uninvited and unwelcome guest followed closely, and things turned into what they are now.
In addition to them, there were also elite soldiers and generals under their respective command on the deck. At this moment, in full view of everyone, they were shouted at and asked if they knew they were wrong.
Naturally, Liu Scarzi and Zhu Hongsha will not be afraid. They have long been mentally prepared to confront the divine cult sooner or later. Today is just a step ahead.
But Niu Dali and Lu Fengchun were worried in their hearts. After all, they were the religious sect that had oppressed the casual cultivators in the sea for more than a hundred years, and Sun Buer's cultivation level was much higher than them. If there weren't too many people around them, they would really have the heart to admit their mistakes.
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But if they admit their mistake in public now, their face will be lost, and they will not be able to hang out at sea in the future.
The atmosphere on the field became solemn for a while, but Qiu Shu was so powerful that he was unforgiving, so he laughed and taunted: "Well, how did you block my power before? Now do you know what it means to shake a tree like a cricket?"
"Elder Sun asked you if you knew you were wrong, why didn't you answer? Could it be that you were treasonous and had bad intentions against the divine religion? No wonder I crashed your meeting and reacted so strongly. It seems to be harboring evil intentions!"
"Qiu Shu, shut up." Sun Buer glanced at the seven-star palace dude and spoke suddenly.
Qiu Shu quickly fell silent. He was arrogant and could attract people. He was not a brainless dude.
Sun Buer continued to look at the helmsmen, his eyes still indifferent, and said: "If you know you are wrong, then kneel down and kowtow, and spare your life."
"What a domineering religious cult!" Liu Scarzi finally couldn't help but speak.
Zhu Hongsha was relatively calm and said, "Elder Sun, why are you so aggressive? This is the sea after all!"
Niu Dali and Lu Fengchun were silent, but still chose to stand with Liu Scarzi at this moment.
"Even if Wu Dangwei doesn't dare to speak loudly in front of me, who do you think you are?" Sun Buer's body was full of aura, and he was ready to take action if he disagreed.
At this moment, a soaked figure rushed up from the side of the ship, and it turned out to be Yi Xifeng who had been pushed into the sea.
"Sun Buer! Do the people of the divine sect only know how to fight and kill?" Yi Xifeng rubbed his chest and said in a slightly embarrassed tone.
"Physique refining warriors are rough-skinned and thick-flesh." Sun Buer said disdainfully.
If it were a warrior of the same level of internal strength, Sun Buer's previous two moves would be enough to beat him to death.
"Brother Li, take the sword!" Li Dazhong rushed out of the cabin, holding a sword in both hands, and threw it towards Yi Xifeng.
Snapped!
Yi Xifeng raised his left hand high, just in time to grab the scabbard. He held the hilt of Ye Jian Hanxing in his right hand and slowly pulled out the blade of the sword from the sheath.
The Night Sword Hanxing is as black as ink, even in daylight, it is so deep that sunlight cannot penetrate. The white young man's sword pointed at the earth obliquely, and his clothes were dancing.
"The third move, please teach me!"
This time, Yi Xifeng took the initiative. He exerted force with his feet and rushed toward Sun Buer as fast as a meteor.
The sword spirit in Night Sword Hanxing also felt Yi Xifeng's surging fighting spirit. Wisps of black flames wrapped around the sword body and roared with its master!
Yi Xifeng had suffered a big loss before. The most important thing was that Sun Bu's hands had a mysterious power that could affect his movements. He thought about it carefully and found the answer.
The technique practiced by Sun Buer is related to the Wuxiang of gods and demons. Back then, Han Sanli was able to suck Li Xintian back from dozens of feet away with just one big hand. That was the effect of suction!
Elder Sun's magical power is far inferior to that of Han Sanli, but he can also use suction to affect Yi Xifeng's movements, and then through the reciprocity of suction, he can stick to Yi Xifeng tightly.
The method that Yi Xifeng could think of at the moment was to accelerate, form inertia through high speed, and get rid of the influence of suction.
Then he would naturally use the Thirteen Swords of Xifeng!
This sword technique is most suitable for use by body-training warriors.
Turning into an afterimage, Yi Xifeng rushed towards Sun Buer with his sword, and his first hand was the Qingming Liangyue Hook.
As the elder of the Seven Star Palace, Sun Buer naturally dabbled in many divine sect techniques. He had practiced the "Shadowless Kung Fu". This technique was practiced together with the "Gods and Demons Kung Fu". After mastering it, it became the chaos level Kung Fu "Gods and Demons Wushu Kung Fu".
Mutually"!
The practice of Wuxiang Gong is more obscure than the Divine and Demonic Kung Fu. It requires understanding the power of the earth, and the initial practice does not increase the combat power, but the use of suction and repulsion is a surprising little trick.
Sun Buer's real major was in other skills. He stretched out his hand to touch his waist, and there was a cold edge on his hand. The sword was soft and thin. With the inner strength injected into it, the soft sword stabbed out like a poisonous snake!
Circles of fine water waves rippled out from the soft sword. Driven by the internal energy, they shot towards Yi Xifeng's head and face as fast as an arrow.
Yi Xifeng ignored it and allowed the water arrows to hit him, leaving blood marks on his body. He thrust out his sword and collided with Sun Buer's sword.
Ding!
But at this moment, Sun Buer's sword became soft, like a tentacle, wrapping around Ye Jian Hanxing!
Then more inner energy burst out from the soft sword, turning into countless dense water droplets. With just a slight movement, Yi Xifeng was beaten into a sieve.
Yi Xifeng poured out all the cultivation in his body and poured into the Night Sword Hanxing, awakening the sword spirit's ability to the greatest extent. Exploding black flames were vented from the sword in layers, turning into a huge black flame that burned the two people.
Wrap it up.
Then a figure stepped back from the flames, retreating several feet before stopping. The young man's fair face looked even paler, and there were bloodstains everywhere on his body, which looked terrifying.
Looking back at the black flame, the fire gradually dissipated, revealing Sun Buer inside.
Sun Buer stood tall, his whole body clean, except for the sleeves and robes on his sword-holding hands, which were completely ruined, and a burnt black paste adhered to the surface of his arms.
Drops of blood slowly fell onto the deck along the edge of the soft sword.