"No! Give it back to me! "Piji Nu growled and shook his head. His face was covered in blood, splashing to a long distance away.
"I occupy it, I conquer it, and I own it forever!" Ji Hao looked at Piji Nu rudely. He pulled out Pan Gu Dragon Mark, pointed the sword tip at Piji Nu's heart, and sneered, "You carved this on the gate of Liang Zhu City! I like this sentence very much! "
Piji Nu gasped quickly and quickly, staring at Ji Hao with his three blood-red eyes. His breath was stuck in his throat, but he couldn't say a word.
"I occupy it, I conquer it, and I own it forever." This slogan was carved not only on the gate of Liang Zhu City, but also on the city gates of every Yu Clan army they conquered. Ever since Yu Clan ancestors conquered the first world, this slogan had become the totem of faith of all Yu Clan people.
The one with the bigger fist and the sharper blade could have everything. This was a robber's logic, but it was accepted by countless Yu Clan people.
The two power elders who came here with Piji Nu stood up together and flashed to the arena in a flash. Piji Tian looked at Ji Hao with a dark face and said coldly, "This is the supreme truth, the source of faith of our Yu Clan people. But, only the truly powerful ones are qualified to say this. Obviously, you are not one of them! "
Piji Di gritted his teeth and stared at Ji Hao while wielding an extremely heavy flail. Tied on the flail was a wine-jug-sized meteor hammer, thickly covered in sharp teeth. The swiftly spinning meteor hammer had been buzzing thunderously.
"Marquis Yao Ji Hao, hand over Piji Nu's spirit beast, and we can forgive your offense. Otherwise, you will die! "
Including Yemo Luoye, the other eleven emperors and the power elders behind them remained motionless. With great interest, they looked at Piji Nu, Piji Tian, Piji Di, and Ji Hao, who was surrounded by them.
Ji Hao chuckled and remained silent. Pan Gu Dragon Mark quaked slightly, letting out waves of dragon roars from the sword. The roars grew louder and louder, more and more deafening, making Ji Hao's blood boil. In the end, it was as if tens of thousands of giant dragons were roaring in unison beside everyone's ears. The terrifying sound shook everyone's body, as if countless lightning bolts had struck their bodies.
"Hehe!" Yemo Shayi sneered, then transformed into a shadow and disappeared. Following a sky-shaking dragon roar, Yemo Shayi's cold laughter could be heard, as sharp as daggers, "Piji Tian, Piji Di, be careful … Don't let me catch you. With one sword move, I can kill you."
Piji Tian and Piji Di's expressions changed immediately. Like Yemo Sha, they were both Sun and Moon stage beings, but they were pure warriors. They were never afraid of anyone in a frontal battle. However, as a Sun and Moon stage warrior, Yemo Shayi was a sneaky assassin who specialized in backstabbing. He was their biggest headache.
Who would like to have an assassin hovering behind their backs while they were concentrating on a bloody battle?
"Yemo Shayi, fight me like a real brave warrior!" Piji Tian growled hoarsely in rage.
Facing Piji Tian's challenge, Yemo Shayi scornfully sneered. In the Yemo Family, he was a servant. He wasn't from a high family, and he didn't have a hypocritical sense of honor. He had been a backstabbing assassin all his life. Fighting a strong Red Sun warrior face to face, he would never do that unless he was out of his mind.
The moment Yemo Shayi sneered, Piji Di rushed to Ji Hao with giant steps. The heavy flail held in his hand brought up a fierce gust of wind as it swooshed towards Ji Hao. Countless spell symbols sparkled on the three-meters-long handle of the flail. On the long chain, the three enormous meteor hammers let out a shrill noise that sounded like the cries of ghosts. While swiftly waving the flail, the three meteor hammers released dazzling red thunderbolts simultaneously.
Ji Hao took a deep breath and boosted up the cultivation method with nine turns to an extreme level. Once again, his skin turned into that strange, colorless, crystalline color. Pan Gu Dragon Mark remained motionless in his right hand, while his left fingers curled into a claw, fiercely grabbing towards the flail.
Si Wen Ming and Emperor Shun stood up simultaneously, staring at Ji Hao in shock. Was he actually trying to take the weapon of a Sun and Moon stage powerful being with his physical body? Red Sun warriors weren't weak magi from Full Moon. Their physical strength was extremely great, and same as the warriors from High Moon, they were also adept at close combat and head-on combat!
Followed by a thunderous boom, Ji Hao's fingers tightly gripped one of the meteor hammers of the three-headed flail. The lightning bolts struck on Ji Hao's palm along with a sizzling sound. Wisps of cyan smoke rose from Ji Hao's skin, and his skin cracked slightly, but that was all.
Along with a series of sizzling noise, Ji Hao's five fingers were like five sharp drills. As Ji Hao put forth his strength ceaselessly, his fingers slowly sank into the meteor hammer, forcibly leaving five deep holes on the meteor hammer. Countless spell symbols on the meteor hammers shattered, making Piji Di burst into raging growls. Ji Hao's body was even harder than his meteor hammers!
The eleven emperors and twenty-two power elders stood up simultaneously, staring at Ji Hao in shock!
The flail held in Piji Di's hands was his spirit weapon, which he had been cultivating for his whole life. Every hundreds of years, Piji Di would spend a lot of precious materials to strengthen it. After all, Ji Hao's body was made of flesh and blood. How could it be harder than this flail?
Piji Di popped out his eyes in shock. He stared at Ji Hao and cursed, "What kind of monster are you?"
Ji Hao gripped the flail tightly and lunged Pan Gu Dragon Mark straight to Piji Di's lower abdomen, leaving a frosty beam of light in the air.
Piji Di roared. He attempted to pull his weapon back, but Ji Hao's fingers remained motionless. No matter how hard Piji Di tried, he couldn't pull his weapon back. While Ji Hao hesitated, Pan Gu Dragon Mark easily penetrated Piji Di's lower abdomen and came out from his back.
Blood spurted out. Piji Di howled in pain and stepped back. He dropped his weapon, covered his lower abdomen with both hands, and cursed.
Piji Tian hurriedly walked to Piji Di with big steps, carefully shielded his brother, and said, "Good, good, Marquis Yao Ji Hao, I admit that you are qualified to use our motto. You are a truly powerful being! Alright, Piji Nu's spirit beast, we have to get it back, at all costs. Tell us your terms! "
Without a doubt, what Ji Hao did just now proved that he was indeed as powerful as a Supreme Magus. He didn't use any power, but his physical strength was already as strong as a Supreme Magus. But the more powerful he was, the more shocking it was.
Piji Tian had no choice but to admit that Ji Hao was qualified to use the motto of the Yu Clan, and that his spirit beast was now Ji Hao's. Therefore, they had no choice but to pay a heavy price and let Ji Hao blackmail them to take their spirit beast back.
"Well, we can negotiate, we can negotiate. Hehe, no rush, no rush!" Ji Hao smiled innocently, then slowly walked back to the table and sat down.
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