The fact that Gu Fei killed a Grandmaster with a single punch shocked everyone, especially the experts from the Divine Dragon Nation. They were all dumbfounded.
"Killing a Grandmaster with one punch, is this person an Xiantian Realm martial artist?"
The other general from the Divine Dragon Country said with a trembling voice. A martial arts Grandmaster was actually killed with one punch in front of them. This scene was too shocking.
"Even an Xiantian Realm martial artist has to die!"
At this moment, a cold voice came from the back of the crowd. The crowd immediately became restless. Then, the crowd opened up a path, and a mysterious person covered in a black robe walked out.
"Eh?"
When that person walked out, the mysterious veiled woman beside Gu Fei's eyes suddenly lit up.
"Mo Xian Er, I didn't expect you to be here."
The man lifted his hood and revealed his face. He was an old man with a thin face and a pair of eyes like a venomous snake.
"Baleful Yin Sect, Yin Wuchang?"
The mysterious woman was shocked.
"Big sister, is this guy very powerful?"
Little wimp Wu Ji was not afraid at all. He hid behind Gu Fei and kept peeking his head out to look around.
"Very powerful. This guy is the Sect Leader of the Baleful Yin Sect. His name is Yin Wuchang, and he's at the middle level of the Xiantian Realm." The mysterious woman looked at Gu Fei as she spoke.
However, when she saw that Gu Fei didn't have any expression on his face and still looked indifferent, she couldn't help but be moved.
"An Xiantian that's stronger than a Grandmaster?"
The little brat Wu Ji stuck out his tongue and curiously looked at the old man in front of him.
"Haha, Sect Leader Yin, with you here, it'll be hard for this guy to not die!"
When the experts from the Divine Dragon Country saw Yin Wuchang, they couldn't help but be surprised and happy. Although Gu Fei was strong and killed a Grandmaster with one punch, it was nothing in front of Yin Wuchang.
"Hehe, kid, you're dead for sure."
The Divine Dragon Nation's Grandmaster Battle General stared at Gu Fei, who was on the huge rock, and sneered.
"I don't know if I'm going to die, but I do know that you're definitely going to die," Gu Fei said as he glanced at the general indifferently.
"This fellow dares to be so arrogant in front of Sect Leader Yin? He's simply courting death!"
"So arrogant at such a young age. What will happen in the future?"
"Haha, does this kid have a future?"
The warriors of the Divine Dragon Nation mocked disdainfully. No one was optimistic about Gu Fei. More accurately, they were optimistic about this young man named Ahu. Ahu was a name given to Gu Fei by the people of the Wu Village.
Gu Fei was forced into the cycle of reincarnation by the primogenitor. His memories were sealed, and he even forgot his name.
Naturally, he had also forgotten all the cultivation methods and combat skills that he had previously cultivated. Now, he was only relying on his instincts to fight these so-called Martial Dao Grand Masters and Xiantian martial artists.
Even so, Gu Fei was enough to crush all his opponents.
Moreover, he was a supreme existence of the Eternal Realm after all. He could see the flaws of these so-called Martial Dao Grand Masters and Xiantian martial artists at a glance.
What he wanted to do was actually very simple, and that was to use the most direct method to find the flaws of these warriors and kill them in one blow.
"Little punk, do you want to come down and die yourself, or do you want me to do it? If you want me to do it, you'll die a horrible death. "
Yin Wuchang stared at Gu Fei with a venomous gaze, his face cold and arrogant.
He was a generation of Xiantian martial artists. His cultivation was at the middle level of Xiantian, which was enough for him to be unrivaled in the Divine Dragon Nation.
One had to know that in the entire Divine Dragon Nation, there were only two True Realm martial artists, less than twenty Xiantian martial artists, and even fewer than ten Xiantian martial artists. There were only five or six Xiantian martial artists at the advanced level, and only three or four Xiantian martial artists at the peak level.
After all, the Divine Dragon Nation was only a small vassal state among the countless vassal states in the Eastern Region of the Great Origin World. There were many vassal states that were stronger than the Divine Dragon Nation.
"Asking my big brother to go down and die? Why don't you come up and kill yourself, old man? "
The little punk shouted at Yin Wuchang.
"Little guy, you're courting death!"
Yin Wuchang was instantly enraged. His eyes narrowed, and an invisible Divine Will immediately rushed out of his eyes and shot towards Wu Ji.
Xiantian martial artists could already condense Divine Will. Yin Wuchang was an expert at the middle level of Xiantian. His Divine Will could condense into a thread and kill people invisibly.
Of course, with the strength of his Divine Will, he could only kill people invisibly within a range of ten feet.
"Hmph!"
Gu Fei snorted coldly, and the Void in front of him trembled slightly.
While everyone was baffled, Yin Wuchang's face turned pale as if he had been struck by lightning, and his body swayed.
He looked at the little punk on the big rock in disbelief. How was this possible? This guy actually broke his Divine Will Killer Move with sound waves.
No matter how he looked at him, this guy looked like an ordinary person without a trace of a martial artist's aura. However, if this guy was an ordinary person, he could kill a Grandmaster with one punch and break his Divine Will Killer Move.
Yin Wuchang's expression turned solemn. An opponent that he couldn't see through was usually the scariest opponent.
At this moment, the surrounding people were still mocking Gu Fei on the big rock.
"Kill!"
Yin Wuchang suddenly roared in anger. A cold and gloomy aura immediately exploded from his body, and a gust of gloomy wind spread out. The surrounding people immediately staggered and screamed as they staggered to the side.
In the next moment, Yin Wuchang jumped up from the ground and pounced towards Gu Fei on the big rock.
"Aiyo!"
Seeing Yin Wuchang's attack, the little punk Wu Ji quickly hid behind Gu Fei.
"Little punk, die!"
Yin Wuchang stretched out his right hand, and a gust of black gas immediately rushed out from his hand, turning into a black hand the size of a small mountain, grabbing towards Gu Fei and the others.
This Yin Wuchang didn't intend to let Mo Xian 'er go.
"It's the Baleful Yin Demon Hand."
Mo Xian 'er couldn't help but exclaim when she saw the black hand descending from the sky. The Baleful Yin Sect walked the path of MCMAU, and this Yin Wuchang's martial path was close to that of the devil.
Gu Fei didn't care about what kind of Baleful Yin Demon Hand it was, and directly punched upwards. His fist moved quickly in the void, and actually made a low explosive sound.
There wasn't any martial path energy that exploded from Gu Fei's fist. However, this punch that looked like an ordinary person directly penetrated Yin Wuchang's Baleful Yin Demon Hand under everyone's mocking gaze.
Gu Fei's fist shook, and directly shook the void. A circle of visible ripples immediately spread out from his fist.
In the next moment, Yin Wuchang screamed in pain and retreated violently. His right arm actually instantly shattered in the void, turning into a blood mist.
"What …"
Seeing this scene, the expressions of the experts sent by the Divine Dragon Country King changed from mocking to shock.
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