Black smoke rose, from which, Wuzhi Qi reached his head out. His sharp tusks were like silver, and his pair of eyes were like golden lanterns. He raised his long and slim arms, which were condensed from ice, and smashed down with all of his power.
He wanted to kill Man Man with this strike, so that he could vent his anger on Zhu Rong for pulling out his tail.
However, Ji Hao moved way too fast. Wuzhi Qi was beaten up by Zhu Rong, and had recovered less than one percent of his power. Therefore, both the strength and speed of his attack were much weaker than usual. The large stick brushed against Man Man's head, and solidly slapped on the back of Ji Hao, who had rushed up to save Man Man.
The tight armour worn by Ji Hao, which was made by Po and repaired by Kuafu Yan, suddenly exploded, and the entire armour was destroyed. Countless streams of clear mist spurted out from the armour, transformed into an enormous lotus, floating above Ji Hao's head, and held Wuzhi Qi's stick up.
An extremely thin stream of purple mist spurted out from the pistil of the lotus. The purple mist rose, then split into two streams of mist, black and white. The two streams of mist coiled around each other, swiftly moving like a pair of Yin and Yang fishes, and slowly formed a Taiji seal.
Po's simple and honest silhouette slowly walked out of the Taiji seal. He held his left hand behind his body, while his right hand was clenched into a fist and slightly swung. After that, he casually threw a punch towards Wuzhi Qi, who was wrapped in the black smoke.
From far away, Gui Ling, who had transformed into a beam of light and was swiftly flying over, was shocked and said, "Big brother, you value this kid so much? You actually left a trace of your true spirit in this armour? Is he trying to take a disciple, or is he trying to give us a little brother? "
Swoosh! When Po's hazy silhouette threw a punch, the entire area with a radius of ten-thousand miles was instantly turned into chaos. Inexhaustible natural power surged out, crazily gathering towards Po's tiny fist. Po's hazy silhouette quickly became clear, as if a real person was standing in front of him. Po then threw a punch, bringing up countless thin streams of light.
If one looked closer, one would find that among these streams of light, stars were rotating, suns were shining in the sky, oceans were changing, seasons were changing. This punch launched by Po seemed to contain all the mysteries of the world. This punch seemed to be able to reverse time and space, recreate a small prehistorical world, and recreate the scene of the creation of the world.
In Ji Hao's spiritual space, the mysterious man abruptly showed up. He opened his eyes and carefully observed this punch launched by Po through Ji Hao's eyes. With a slight sigh, the mysterious man slowly disappeared, leaving only a faint voice floating in Ji Hao's spiritual space, "This punch is a bit interesting."
Wuzhi Qi screamed hoarsely, raised his cudgel and smashed down ninety-nine times in a row.
Because of Zhu Rong's brutal beating, Wuzhi Qi's life-force had been at an absolute low point. However, this punch launched by Po seemed to contain a tremendous power, as if a small piece of the world had been gathered in his fist. Wuzhi Qi clearly felt that if he couldn't block this punch, he would die!
Screaming hoarsely, Wuzhi Qi burned the three most important drops of spirit blood contained in his heart. His body suddenly expanded by a hundred times, and he wielded the cudgel and smashed it down, seeming to shatter the sky and crack the earth. Quite a few towering mountains in the surrounding area were even shattered by the strong gales.
Loud and resonant alarms rose from all directions of Pu Ban City simultaneously. From the direction of Emperor Shun's Town Hall, a raging roar came.
Po's fist and Wuzhi Qi's cudgel easily bumped against each other. With only one strike, Po's hazy silhouette was shattered, and so was the lotus floating above Ji Hao's head. A broken silhouette of the cudgel struck on Ji Hao's body. Ji Hao howled out in pain as he felt that every bone in his body was broken inch by inch. He was struck by the cudgel and sunk nearly three-hundred zhang deep into the ground, vomiting blood in large streams.
Wuzhi Qi's cudgel was shattered as well. A silhouette of Po's fist punctured his cudgel and landed heavily on his chest. Wuzhi Qi's chest was blasted out, exposing his internal organs, which seemed to be forged from metal, shining with a cold light. Blood gushed out of his mouth as well. He howled in pain while leaping up into the sky, seeming to flee.
Gui Ling snorted coldly, flashed across the air and approached Wuzhi Qi. Meanwhile, the black jade Ruyi held in her left hand swung down fiercely along with a dazzling beam of cold light.
If Wuzhi Qi dared to seriously injure Ji Hao with a sneak attack, Gui Ling would dare to kill him in front of everyone in Pu Ban City.
A sphere of black smoke rose from the air, within which, a hundreds of zhang long, enormous hand that was coiled by waves swooshed out and fiercely slapped towards the black jade Ruyi held in Gui Ling's hand. Gui Ling sneered, then the black jade Ruyi suddenly transformed into a black dragon and rose into the sky, clawing down towards the enormous hand.
A human-head-sized blue bead released a dazzling watery light, transformed into a blue dragon and fiercely bumped against the black dragon. A faintly audible dragon roar came out, while the black jade Ruyi and the blue bead simultaneously transformed back into their original shapes, falling back into the hands of Gui Ling and the enormous hand respectively.
The black smoke rolled up and the enormous hand dissipated. Wuzhi Qi had already transformed into a beam of cold light and fled away without leaving a trace.
Gui Ling slightly quivered her body and took two steps back. She looked at where the enormous hand disappeared and sneered. A faint sense of killing intent was released from her body, which even caused the surrounding air to shake slightly. "Wuzhi Qi? How dare you injure a disciple of our sect? This time, someone will protect you. Next time I see you, I will certainly chop your monkey head off! "
Ji Hao let out a few mouthfuls of blood. His spirit blood boiled inside his body and healed his broken bones quickly.
Taking a deep breath, Ji Hao gently leaped out of the pit. At the same time, Ji Hao heard Gui Ling's sneer and yell. He couldn't help but feel dizzy. How did he become Gui Ling's' disciple '? Although Po and Gui Ling both had extremely powerful backgrounds and powerful backers, Ji Hao wasn't mentally prepared yet. If he truly became their disciple, how could Gui Ling decide on his own identity?
Coughing intensely for a few times, Ji Hao let out a mouthful of blood from his chest, then cupped his hands towards Gui Ling.
However, before he could say anything, Gui Ling frowned and said in a low voice, "Since you've already made your move, you can't stay in Pu Ban City any longer. Ji Hao, I don't want to waste time with these people. The armor given by our big brother is broken. That inherited magic armor you're wearing is way too strenuous and inconvenient to use. "
Waving her hand, Gui Ling threw out a fist-sized, perfectly round turtle shell, which fell right into Ji Hao's hand.
The black turtle shell was especially heavy, and Ji Hao had to use all of his power to barely hold it. Ji Hao couldn't help but be shocked. With his physical strength, which was many times greater than ordinary Senior Magi's, he nearly failed to hold this turtle shell. This was way too amazing.
"This is my shell, which I took off when I was young and went through the ninety-nine deadly trial. You can protect yourself for now. My tool-crafting skills are extremely rough, not as good as our big brother's. But this shell was taken off from my real body. Although it has been affected by the thunder, fire and wind calamities and is much weaker than before, it's still useful. As long as you don't mind. "
Raising her head, Gui Ling looked at Emperor Shun's Town Hall, then nodded to Ji Hao and pointed her finger at him. After that, a gust of wind rose from under her feet and her body quickly transformed into a gust of wind, disappearing without leaving a trace.
Emperor Shun's strong and clear voice came from the Town Hall.
"Wuzhi Qi's wildness hasn't disappeared yet. He killed a man in front of everyone. Therefore, he has to stay in the Town Hall for a hundred years. Gong Gong Wuyou, restrain your subordinates, don't let this happen again. "
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