"This is Yan Bei Fei's Junior Brother, Yunque Zi. He's very arrogant and ruthless. Once, because the Cloud Stepping Sect's Sect Master looked at him, he single-handedly killed more than 300 people from the Cloud Stepping Sect. Blood flowed like a river. Not a single chicken or dog was spared! "
"He's a living King of Hell! We can't afford to offend him. Retreat, retreat! "
"I heard that Huang Linger rejected Yan Bei Fei's marriage proposal. Now that she's been stopped, I'm afraid she's in trouble!"
Immediately, all the surrounding cultivators were frightened to the point that their hearts went cold.
They fled in all directions like stray dogs, not daring to get into trouble.
After all, Yunque Zi and Yan Bei Fei were both young geniuses who had reached the Soul Formation stage.
Moreover, they had powerful backers and were disciples of the Tian Luo Sect's Deputy Sect Master, Yan Nan Xian. They were not people they could afford to offend.
In the blink of an eye, all the cultivators had left.
Yan Bei Fei slowly flew to the front of the flying boat and smiled. "Little Sister Ling Er, it's a small world. I didn't think we'd meet again here!"
Huang Linger looked coldly at Yan Bei Fei and said indifferently, "Get out of the way. I'm not in the mood to chat with you!"
"Haha, Little Sister, you're fierce enough!"
Yan Bei Fei's face darkened, then he laughed.
"But Little Sister, you might not know this, but I, Yan Bei Fei, like riding a fierce horse. Today, I'll grab your braid and whip the horse!"
Beside him, Sima Tu was so scared that his face turned pale and he trembled.
"Fairy Ling Er, if you really can't do it, just give in. He's a Soul Formation genius and a Holy God. His strength is equivalent to a normal Half-Sage. You won't lose out! "
Transmission Dharma artifacts and spiritual sense transmissions had all been cut off by their formation treasures. Yan Bei Fei was clearly trying to use force.
However, Yan Bei Fei was also afraid of Lian Huahun and the Luoying Sect behind Huang Linger. After all, one had to look at the master before beating a dog. Moreover, Huang Linger was Lian Huahun's direct disciple.
Therefore, Yan Bei Fei would not let the news spread. After getting intimate with her, he would definitely kill everyone, including himself!
Huang Ling'er ignored him. Instead, she looked at Yan Bei Fei mockingly.
"Not only are you ugly, but your heart is ugly as well. You are so ugly!"
"Haha!"
Yan Bei Fei was so angry that he laughed. He gritted his teeth and said, "What a sharp-tongued girl. Since you're so good at talking, I'll let you use your mouth to serve me later!"
Skylark smiled mischievously and said, "That's right.
"Senior Brother, you can take your time chatting with your little lover. I'll take the brothers outside to keep watch for you!"
As he spoke, he waved his hand, and the dozens of disciples scattered.
"Woman, come into my arms!"
Yan Bei Fei chuckled and extended his right hand towards Huang Linger.
Rumble!
A translucent, jade-like hand condensed in the air. It was over ten meters wide, and it did not seem to be made of flesh and blood. Instead, it seemed to be completely composed of the Laws and the Grand Dao. It was extremely dense and vast, and it seemed to blot out the sun. It completely enveloped Jiang Tian, Huang Linger, and Sima Tu.
"Heaven's Net Palm!"
"Fairy Ling 'er, just give in. What's more important than your life?"
Sima Tu was so scared that he was about to cry. He tried to persuade her again.
"Yan Bei Fei, you're courting death! What did your father teach you? A male dog? You're in heat everywhere! "
Huang Linger's face was cold and she did not speak. However, Jiang Tian sneered and narrowed his eyes at Yan Bei Fei.
"Who told you to speak nonsense! You're just a servant. What right do you have to speak! "
Seeing this, Sima Tu's heart was filled with despair. He wanted nothing more than to cover Jiang Tian's mouth!
Yan Bei Fei was enraged. He laughed sinisterly.
"Haha, I didn't expect a servant disciple to be so arrogant and dare to provoke me!"
"I'm going to tear you to pieces!"
"It's over!"
"I must have had eight lifetimes of bad luck to have such a stupid teammate!"
Sima Tu was pounding his chest and stamping his feet.
He suddenly felt that Huang Liang, who had left the team earlier, was extremely wise.
This odd-job worker surnamed Jiang was not simply a burden. He was clearly a star of misfortune!
When the giant palm was less than a hundred meters away from the three of them, Sima Tu was in despair. He wanted to close his eyes to relieve the terrifying pressure and fear. Suddenly, he saw a dazzling light shoot out from the bow of the flying boat.
That light was a blade light. It was extremely sharp and dazzling, like a bolt of lightning that pierced through the heavens and earth.
"Ah!"
Yan Bei Fei let out a miserable cry. The Heaven's Net Palm, which was extremely tough and solid and could block the attacks of Dao soldiers, was cut in half at the wrist. Countless drops of divine blood splattered, dyeing the earth and sky red.
Jiang Tian stepped out from where the blade light rose. He sneered and said, "How dare you blaspheme my woman?"
"This, how is this possible!"
At that moment, be it Yan Bei Fei or Sima Tu, all of them were dumbfounded. Their gazes of disbelief were focused on Jiang Tian at the same time.
Jiang Tian's initially hunched back straightened suddenly. Instantly, he became as majestic as a mountain. His head of white hair turned black, leaving only two streaks of white on his temples. However, it made him look even more gloomy and profound.
His initially murky eyes became clear and sharp instantly. His aura was oppressive. In an instant, he turned from an ordinary middle-aged man into a young man who stood proudly like a true god that had descended to the world!
"So, it's a big shot who hid his strength!"
Sima Tu's eyeballs almost popped out in disbelief.
In reality, there were too many cultivators who hid their trump cards and cultivation levels. It was not surprising at all.
Sima Tu was also experienced and could more or less tell.
However, it was definitely the first time he had seen someone like Jiang Tian who was completely like an ordinary person with both body and spirit. There were no traces of a cultivator at all.
"Damn it! How dare an ant like you injure me! "
Yan Bei Fei was completely enraged.
He did not use his full strength earlier on – it was merely a casual attack from his Dharma Power – it was merely a Golden Core Dharmic art.
However, Jiang Tian's saber swept through the heavens and destroyed his Dharma Power. For a paragon like him, this was a huge humiliation.
"A mere servant with a mere Nascent Soul cultivation. How could he injure me if he didn't rely on a Dao weapon?"
Yan Bei Fei's gaze landed on Jiang Tian's hands. When he saw that the latter was wielding a black saber, he could not help but reveal a look of disdain.
The saber was black and oddly shaped like the scythe of the Grim Reaper. Layers of scales shone on it – it was forged countless times.
"So, it's a Dao weapon! He didn't injure Yan Bei Fei with his own strength? "
Sima Tu was enlightened.
However, even if Jiang Tian relied on a Dao weapon to injure him, Sima Tu was still shocked by his cultivation and guts. One had to be at the Nascent Soul realm to be able to use a Dao weapon.
Furthermore, this lad was way too daring.
Sima Tu knew that even if he carried a Dao weapon, he would not dare to resist at all. After all, the suppression of one's cultivation was no joke.
"Whoosh!"
Jiang Tian did not even wait for Yan Bei Fei to attack. His body swayed and he traversed dozens of miles in a flash, arriving in front of Yan Bei Fei. His movement technique was unbelievably fast.
"What?"
Yan Bei Fei was shocked. Even the pores on Jiang Tian's face could be seen clearly. His gaze was cold and emotionless.
He had never seen a Nascent Soul cultivator who was so fast in his life. He had completely ignored the existence of space.
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