219 defeated in one move "The Immortal is so powerful, he demolished the Emperor's Golden Palace in a blink of an eye."
The stunned people never thought that the Jinluan Palace, which was tall and sacred in their hearts, would be demolished in the blink of an eye.
"It seems that your Majesty really messed with someone you shouldn't mess with this time."
Another commoner sighed.
When the Jinluan Palace was dismantled, three people standing in front of the dragon chair were revealed.
The man in the middle, wearing a dragon robe and looking majestic, was An Rushan, the emperor of Anguo.
Looking at Ye Kong hanging in mid-air, the two monks looked at each other.
Obviously, the information was wrong.
This kid was not Qi Refining Four.
But it's only the sixth level of Qi Refining, so don't worry too much.
It's two levels higher.
For two foundation-building monks, even if you are two levels higher, what can you do?
"I'll go take a look first."
The young monk asked the old monk to protect An Rushan, while he put away the umbrella-shaped magic weapon and threw a flying sword.
"The Qi Refining cultivator opposite is Ye Kong."
The young monk pointed at Ye Kong and asked arrogantly.
"Who are you?"
Ye Kong clasped his hands on his chest without showing any look of fear.
Arrogant people, even in Spirit Medicine Mountain, those Qi refining monks still have to behave and call me uncle.
The young man snorted coldly and said, "The real person is played by Huang Jiaqi, a third-generation disciple of the ancestor Lian Fanchen of the Spiritual Medicine Mountain and an enthusiastic reader of this book."
Although Huang Jiaqi looked awesome, Ye Kong could still tell that this kid was not a core disciple.
Under Ancestor Lian Fanchen, all the monks in Quanling Yao Mountain can call themselves this way.
If they are like Lian Ruolan or Junior Brother Ma, they should call themselves direct disciples of a certain great monk, instead of vaguely referring to three generations of disciples.
Huang Jiaqi reported his family status and found that the other party had no sense of respect for his predecessors.
He was a little annoyed and scolded, "Ye Kongben's mission is to protect Emperor Anguo.
Your rebellion has nothing to do with us, and we don't want to pursue you.
You should live in seclusion in the mountains and cultivate peacefully, but now you are so bold and bold, you come to kill us and destroy the Golden Palace, so don’t blame us seniors for being ruthless."
"What are you going to do if you show no mercy?"
Ye Kong looked at him from the corner of his eyes.
Huang Jiaqi was a little angry because this kid was so disrespectful of the immortals.
He slapped the storage bag and a simple flying sword flew in front of him.
"As a casual cultivator at the sixth level of Qi Refining, I don't know how crazy you are.
I can't help you if I don't show you how powerful you are."
"Really?"
Ye Kong also patted the storage bag, and the Wusuo Sword appeared in his hand, and then a small brass bell flew out.
When the bell came out, it grew into the size of a sea bowl and hung in front of Ye Kong.
"Master Ji Zhu, do you also want to teach me a lesson?"
Ye Kong said coldly.
Among those watching the battle below, An Rushan was the most nervous.
The strong wind just now had blown away his soul, and his courage had long since been scared away.
Seeing that a fight was about to begin, he asked the old monk next to him, "Master Immortal, can Master Huang Xian win?"
The old monk was not as reckless as Huang Jiaqi.
He looked at the two medium-grade magic weapons that Ye Kong took out at once and said, "I didn't expect that this kid is a bit famous.
He is not like ordinary casual cultivators.
He actually dared to provoke Junior Brother Huang.
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This shows that He has two brushes" Hearing the old monk say that Ye Kong had two brushes, An Rushan suddenly became nervous, "Then will I be in danger?"
Seeing how scared he was, the old monk couldn't help but feel contempt in his heart when he thought that he kept saying he wanted to go out just now.
He immediately said: "Your Majesty, you don't have to be too afraid.
He just has two brushes.
Our Junior Brother Huang is a rookie among the Foundation Establishment Masters." , how can a leader not be able to defeat a mere cultivator at the Qi Refining stage?
Besides, there is no one like me.
If the two of us Foundation Establishment Masters cannot defeat a cultivator at the sixth level of Qi Refining, then we might as well just buy a piece of tofu and kill him."
An Rushan felt relieved, nodded, and said, "What the Immortal Master said makes sense, but I was too careful."
He was relieved here, but the superiors had already begun to take action.
Huang Jiaqi raised his hand and pointed at Ye Kong, shouting: "Go" Suddenly the flying sword turned into a stream of light and stabbed Ye Kong on the flying carpet opposite.
"It's really shameful and conspicuous with this little skill."
Ye Kong has experienced many battles, big and small.
He has faced off against all foundation-building and pill-forming monks.
He has never encountered a weak opponent.
Like the one in front of him in the early stage of foundation building, the magic weapon is not He no longer noticed the powerful little real person.
When Huang Jiaqi heard that Ye Kong despised him, he felt angry and wished he could kill Ye Kong on the spot.
Only then did he relieve his hatred.
Unexpectedly, just when the flying sword was about to hit Ye Kong, Ye Kong suddenly pointed his index finger at the Soul Seizing Bell in front of him and popped out a wisp of strong wind "Dang" The crisp ringtone rang in everyone's ears, and the old monks watching the battle below felt their hearts jolted.
Their consciousness seemed to have lost contact with the sea of qi, and there was only one thought in their minds, "No, is it the sound attack magic weapon?"
A very powerful sound attack weapon" Generally speaking, magic weapons, including sound attack magic weapons, depend on the user's cultivation level.
If it is used against an opponent who is similar to oneself or weaker than oneself, the effect will naturally be extraordinary.
But if you are facing an opponent who is much taller than yourself, the effect will be poor.
How did the old monk know that there was an ancestor's soul in the Soul Seizing Bell?
The power was almost as powerful as that of an ancestor in the early stage of building a pill to use a sound attack on them.
What about monks like them in the early stage of foundation building?
Can you survive?
Huang Jiaqi was also complaining in his heart.
He didn't expect this kid to be so powerful and the magical weapon to be so powerful.
It shocked his consciousness and made him confused.
His spiritual power was not at his disposal.
When he calmed down, he looked again and found that Ye Kong was already standing in front of him, with a thin and black Wusuo sword pressed against his throat.
As a proud disciple of the Spiritual Medicine Mountain, he was usually aloof.
How could he have expected that he was so incompetent and lost to a Qi-refining minor with just one move?
This made Huang Jiaqi's face turn red.
But this is not the time to be shy, now is the time to die.
Ye Kong's sword is pointed at his throat, and his life and death only depend on the other person's thoughts.
"Fellow Daoist Ye" Huang Jiaqi wanted to beg for mercy, but he couldn't.
"Humph, aren't you very arrogant?
Master Huang from Spiritual Medicine Mountain."
Ye Kong snorted coldly, withdrew the Wusuo sword, and then said, "If I hadn't been with you Masters Lian Ruolan and Ma Xiaowei from Spiritual Medicine Mountain...
I have some affection, I will definitely take your surname today."
Wu Suo's sword left Huang Jiaqi's neck, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
Huang Jiaqi, who was safe, had another thought in his mind.
He had accidentally hit him just now.
Maybe if he had taken precautions, he wouldn't be afraid of him.
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Ye Kong saw the dissatisfaction in his eyes, let out a cry, and said: "If you want to fight again, I warn you, my patience is not good.
In Nandu City, my nickname is the God of Plague.
I have at least 10 ways to defeat you."
If you don’t believe it, just give it a try”: