Senior sister, don't be stubborn, you are already invincible.

Everyone's pupils shrank suddenly and there was an uproar.

They were all petrified and sluggish.

"What?! He actually survived???"

"How could he survive such a terrifying attack completely unscathed? I didn't see him doing anything to fight back..."

"This... is too exaggerated."

"It takes a lot of physical strength to be able to block a blow from a strong person in the Cauldron Realm."

"What kind of monster is this guy..."

"As expected, the disciples of the Zhaotian Gang are monsters that cannot be inferred based on common sense."

In shock, everyone gasped again, looking like they had seen a ghost.

"Let's run away quickly, it will be dangerous if we stay any longer..."

"Why are you running? That's a disciple of the Zhaotian Gang. Don't you want to watch for a while?"

"Uh... let's take a look then."

"..."

......

Compared to the shock of the other monks watching, Emperor Jian was even more shocked.

He had never encountered a monk who could block his blow head-on.

What's more, this attack brought out all the treasures and special skills at the bottom of the box.

The killing technique that was rampant on the Donglan Continent back then was actually forced to this extent by a bottom disciple of the Zhatian Gang. It was simply unbelievable.

The people in front of him, in just a few minutes, broke his understanding of him one after another!

Tang Shi raised his hand and patted the non-existent dust on his clothes, looked at the Emperor Sword opposite him indifferently, and said.

"With your strength, you can't even beat me at the bottom, how can you challenge my senior sister Ye Qing'er?"

These words directly hit the sore spot of Emperor Sword.

His hand holding the Vajra Zanpakutō creaked, and he gritted his back molars, his eyes filled with boundless anger.

Tang Shi ignored his anger, turned the ax on his fingertips, and continued to say lazily: "Thank you for accompanying me to practice axe, but that's the end of it for you."

what?

Practice axe? ?

The other party actually used him as a sparring partner? ! !

These words were like a loud slap on Dijian's face.

It's a shame!

He has never suffered such humiliation in his life! ! !

Emperor Jian's face was livid, his fists were clenched, his body was trembling, and he spoke every word through gritted teeth.

"I want you to die!"

After saying that, he raised the Vajra Zanpakutō again.

The golden light was dazzling, like a golden sun rising into the sky, illuminating the entire sky.

"The second transformation of Vajra Zanpaku, Burning Sky Lotus Fire Blade!"

Following his loud shout, there was a loud roar, a circle of golden ripples suddenly rippled, and the space within a radius of ten feet collapsed inch by inch.

Endless golden flames spurted out from the cracks, forming fire lotuses.

Each golden lotus is the size of a millstone, and contains extremely high temperatures that distort the space and even give off a faint burning smell.

Wherever it passes, everything burns and turns into nothingness.

Tang Shi looked at the overwhelming golden fire lotus sweeping towards him, the ax still spinning at his fingertips.

The next moment, the world seemed to be quiet for a moment.

Then, a majestic and vast coercion filled the air, and invincible intention burst out from her body, like a god descending.

"Immortal Slash: Uzumaki Cloud!"

Boom! !

She swung her axe, and a tiny vortex appeared out of thin air. As it rotated, it gradually grew larger. In the blink of an eye, it covered thousands of meters around it, as if it turned into a black hole that swallowed everything.

Countless fire lotuses crashed into it and were instantly sucked into it, disappearing without a trace.

"Ok?"

Di Jian's eyes widened and he looked at Tang Shi in shock.

"This, how is this possible!!"

He couldn't believe that this move was easily resolved by the opponent!

Emperor Jian's pupils shrank, and there was a huge wave of panic in his heart, as if his heart fell into an ice cellar.

At this second, he suddenly felt suffocated. It seemed that an extremely dangerous behemoth was staring at him not far away.

The ominous premonition became more and more intense.

"not good!"

Emperor Jian's heart was slightly frightened, he turned around suddenly and ran towards the distance.

It's a pity that no matter how fast he is, he can't be faster than the magic spell performed by Tang Shi.

In just an instant, Emperor Sword's body was enveloped in the vortex and disappeared.

Ten breaths later, the swirling cloud slowly dissipated.

A figure covered in blood, with broken clothes and a pale face fell weakly downwards.

"metropolitan!!!"

When Wu Tong saw this scene, he couldn't help but let out a heart-rending cry, and hurriedly jumped away, holding the emperor's sword in his arms.

A stream of majestic true energy was continuously transported into the Emperor Sword's body, stabilizing the opponent's injured body.

Although the Emperor Sword was severely injured, it was not life-threatening.

However, his breath was very weak at this time and he had fallen into a coma.

"Okay! Okay!! Very good!! Zhaotian Gang Song Ci, I will remember you!"

Wu Tong's eyes showed a look of resentment, and he gritted his teeth and said viciously.

Then, a black door emerged in the void. Holding the Emperor Sword in his arms, he stepped directly into the door and disappeared.

At this point, the sky has returned to tranquility.

Tang Shi looked at Di Jian's leaving figure, his eyes twitched slightly, and he secretly said in his heart: "I'm sorry, junior brother."

She and Emperor Jian were both at the Chengding realm, but the other was even two realms higher than her.

The further you go in practice, the difference between each minor level becomes a chasm.

It was pretty good that she could seriously injure him with her god-level magic. It was not realistic to kill the Emperor Sword with the faintly cracked mortal weapon in her hand.

However, if the level of his skills is improved a little, the probability of killing him should be much higher.

"Ah this..."

The monks who were watching from a distance were also stunned and couldn't believe what they saw in front of them.

I originally thought that the members of the Zhaotian Gang would definitely die, but unexpectedly, it was those two who escaped.

"My dear mother, is this boy so awesome?!"

"Hiss... That's right, this disciple of the Zhatian Gang is exactly the same as I imagined, with advanced cultivation and arrogance!"

"Isn't that right? After all, he is Ye Qing'er's junior brother. He is alone in defeat! Listen to this nickname!!"

"Uh, by the way, what's his name?"

"It seems to be Song Ci?"

"Song Ci sounds familiar. Is that the Yunyan Sect?"

"I heard them talking before, it seemed like..."

The monks exchanged glances, and then ran towards Tang Shi.

"Senior Brother Song Ci, Senior Brother Song Ci, I am the future disciple of Yunyan Sect. My name is Li Jun."

"Senior Brother Song Ci, do you still remember me? I was once your follower. We also participated in the sect competition together..."

"Lord Song Ci, do you need a Taoist companion?"

"Senior Brother Song Ci, I..."

For a time, many monks were vying for the first place, hoping to establish a relationship and shorten the distance between each other.

But this Song Ci in front of everyone is not that Song Ci!

It would be bad to be recognized by an acquaintance.

Tang Shi hurriedly slipped away, leaving only one sentence that echoed throughout the world.

"Don't be obsessed with brother, brother is just a legend."

Everyone: "..."

So cool, I love it even more!