"Three, two, one!"
He did not give Fan Qilong any time to think and attacked in the blink of an eye.
Clang!
His right foot stomped on the ground and the marble floor exploded.
He leaped into the air like a ferocious tiger and charged towards Fan Qilong like a cannonball in the sky.
"St. Ogu, you're such a bully …"
Fan Qilong had nowhere to retreat. He roared and clawed at St. Ogu with both hands.
Black mist filled his hands and a foul stench filled the air. The black mist condensed into shadows of venomous snakes that flickered in and out.
His curved nails turned pitch-black and shone with a chilling light as he clawed at St. Ogu.
Boom!
When the two of them collided, it was as if thunder had exploded. A bolt of lightning appeared out of nowhere and the entire Wu Town could hear the deafening explosion.
The drizzle instantly turned into white steam. The dark clouds seemed to have been blown away by the gods, revealing the blue sky and the bright sunlight.
However, Fan Qilong was sent flying over a hundred meters away by St. Ogu's spear.
Fan Qilong fell into the mud like a dead dog. His clothes were torn and tattered, hanging on his body like rags, revealing skin full of age spots. His bright and smooth braids were also messed up. His hair was disheveled, and his face was covered in dirt. Where was his original lofty and unrivalled charm?
The whole place was dead silent.
"The Grand Tutor … lost so miserably!"
Jin Tso-hyun and the Nalan family were terrified. They shivered as if they had fallen into an ice cellar!
"Broken, my hands are broken …"
Fan Qilong screamed. His hands were stained with blood. His skin was torn, his tendons were broken, and his nails were all shattered.
He was best at martial arts with his hands. However, he was defeated in a second. He might not be able to use his cultivation anymore.
"What? The Grand Tutor lost in one move? "
Nalan Li and the rest were so shocked that their faces turned pale. They could not believe it. In their hearts, the Grand Tutor was like a god.
"Grand Tutor Fan Qilong was defeated by this person before!" Nalan Bo was not surprised. He shook his head and sighed.
"Jin Tso-hyun, are you still not going to kneel down? People of a fallen country, it is your honor to submit to the Holy See! Or, let me twist your head off! "
Sheng Aogu's eyes were filled with arrogance, and his face was filled with cold killing intent.
Jin Tso-hyun was so scared that his legs turned to jelly. He staggered backward, just like his ancestors.
"This old man will fight it out with you!"
Fan Qilong roared, exerting all his strength, and rushed towards Saint Ogu like a black gust of wind.
Although this kind of person was sinister and vicious, there was one thing about him. He was loyal and devoted to his master.
As a vassal, the monarch worries about the vassal and the vassal works hard. When the monarch is humiliated, the vassal dies. He had no choice but to fight regardless of life and death.
However, Saint Augustus's hand reached out and a ray of holy light shot out, directly grabbing Fan Qilong!
A large hand that was like an iron clamp tightly grabbed his throat and lifted him up like an eagle grabbing a chick!
"Ant! Remember, in front of me, you, Fan Qilong, are just a weak ant! "
Saint Augustus grinned and then smashed Fan Qilong to the ground like a rag.
Rumble!
Another big hole appeared on the marble floor.
Fan Qilong screamed. His face was pale and gloomy as he spurted out a mouthful of blood.
"Grand Tutor of the Qing Dynasty? Unfortunately, you're too weak! "
Saint Augustus's face was full of mockery. He raised his right foot and stomped down.
Crack!
Fan Qilong's sternum was broken.
Blood spurted out like an arrow. Fan Qilong's chest was pierced through by his foot.
However, Fan Qilong did not die. After all, he was an Earth Immortal powerhouse with vigorous vitality.
His pupils were dilated like a fish out of water. He opened his mouth and gasped for breath, spurting out blood.
"The number one powerhouse of the Qing Dynasty in Hua Xia is too weak!"
Saint Augustus chuckled and stomped on Fan Qilong's head again.
Bang!
Fan Qilong's head exploded like a fragile watermelon. Red and white matter splattered in all directions. His braids were also sent flying far away.
"Oh, my God!"
Feeling his face burning, Jin Tso-hyun reached out his hand and touched a round eyeball. He was so scared that his knees went soft and his whole body twitched. He almost knelt on the ground.
"This is the former number one powerhouse of Hua Xia, a trashy existence!"
Saint Augustus looked up and laughed complacently.
"Okay, okay, people of the Qing Dynasty, Nalan family of the Dragon Protector Bloodline, I'm too lazy to make a move. All of you kneel down and submit to me. Pledge your loyalty to the Holy See and sincerely atone for your sins. You have no faith and are all guilty!"
Dead silence!
The whole place was dead silent.
Anger, but it was a silent suppressed anger. The dignified State Preceptor of the Qing Dynasty was trampled to death like this!
But at the same time, a feeling of helplessness and despair rose in everyone's heart!
That was the State Preceptor of the Qing Dynasty, Fan Qilong, an Earth Immortal. Who could be his opponent?
"Jiang Tian, please help us and save our Nalan family!"
At this time, Nalan Li and the others were frightened and trembling. They looked at Jiang Tian for help.
Naran Qinghe even knelt down in front of Jiang Tian.
If they didn't submit, only death would await them. If they submitted, they would become a big joke.
After all, they were the dignified Dragon Protector Bloodline and had their own dignity! Only Jiang Tian could make a move!
"Why should I help you?" Jiang Tian didn't even look at them.
"You're not going to save us? After all, we're family … "
Nalan Li said pitifully.
"Why should I save you? When did you treat us as family? "
Jiang Tian snorted and said indifferently, "Didn't you want to leave the Nalan family?"
Jiang Tian asked in a powerful and resonating voice, "Didn't you threaten me to submit to the Jin family? Oh, the Jin family is very powerful. The old State Preceptor is very powerful. You should go ask him for protection! "
"You!"
Nalan Qinghe and the others were stunned. They were shocked and panicked, and they regretted it.
They didn't expect Jiang Tian to be so heartless and turn his back on them. But when they thought about it, Jiang Tian didn't seem to be wrong.
Nalan Bo also sighed helplessly.
These children had offended Jiang Tian yesterday and spoke rudely today. How could they blame Jiang Tian?
Naran Qinghe and the others finally couldn't bear the pressure and knelt down in front of St. Augustine.
"What are you doing? Where's the dignity of the Dragon Protector Bloodline? Are you trying to anger me to death? "
Nalan Bo didn't expect his grandchildren to be so disappointing.
"Grandpa, saving our lives is more important. If we lose our lives, what dignity is there to talk about!" Naran Qinghe said with a frown.
Nalan Bo still wanted to say something.
Suddenly, anger, unwillingness, humiliation, and many other complex emotions flashed across Jin Tso-hyun's face. But in the end, he knelt down and even kowtowed to beg for mercy.
"Dad, you're right. The imperial family's fortune is broken and the True Dragon is gone. What dragon are we protecting? What dignity is there to talk about! "
Nalan Li chuckled and kowtowed to St. Augustine without any shame.
Everyone else followed suit.
For a moment, everyone present was kneeling.
Only Jiang Tian, his wife, and Nalan Bo were left standing there.
Seeing this, Nalan Bo's face was dejected and miserable. He laughed crazily and said, "If people don't fear death, why should they fear death?!"
His eyes were filled with sorrow and despair. "Haha, the Great Qing's destruction was already destined! What broken fortune, destroyed dragon veins, it's all nonsense!
"It's all because of one thing: rotten, muddle-headed, soft, cowardly, too disappointing!
"Even the dignified Reclusive royalty is kneeling to me! How satisfying! "
Seeing this, St. Augustine was overjoyed and laughed arrogantly.
"No wonder you Hua Xia people are called the sick men of East Asia. The cultivation techniques of Hua Xia are also so weak! Haha, I really look down on you!
"But in my eyes, you're just a bunch of ants. I won't kill you! I just need to let the world know the power of the Holy See!
"The great Huaxia has a history of five thousand years. There are countless people with extraordinary abilities. How can a b * stard like you have the right to comment on it?!"
Suddenly, a cold voice sounded. It was Jiang Tian who stepped forward and reprimanded St. Augustine.
"Jiang Tian, don't mess around!"
Nalan Bo was shocked to the point his face changed drastically, and he pulled Jiang Tian.
It was rumored that Jiang Tian had used the Space-Time Reversal Saber Art in his battle with Ye Tianren and was heavily injured.
Of course, according to what Nalan Li and the others said, Jiang Tian could still use some psychic abilities, but this did not mean that Jiang Tian could compete with St. Augustine.
If Jiang Tian died, who would the Nalan family rely on in the future?
If Jiang Tian died an unnatural death, how was he going to explain to Qinger's mother after he passed away?
"Kang Tae-chu, you're crazy! Kneel down and admit defeat! "
Jin Tso-hyun also turned his head and reprimanded, his eyes looked like they could eat people.
Everyone was kneeling down and submitting, enduring humiliation in exchange for a chance to live.
But with St. Augustine's murderous personality, he would definitely be enraged. Not only would he kill Jiang Tian, he might even kill everyone present!
"Kang Tae-chu, are you crazy? We begged you just now and you didn't help. Now that the westerners have agreed to let us go, you're meddling in other people's business! "
Nalan Tu and the others roared.
Naran Qinghe and the others turned pale as they hesitated whether to pull Jiang Tian back or not.
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