Under the moonlight, the fat lord showed his prowess. He did not care whether Long Qianyou was the successor of the Extreme Emperor or not. He picked up the brick and started attacking. Brick after brick, brick after brick, he was so fierce!
The Saint Realm bigwigs who were watching the battle were dumbfounded.
These big shots of the sage realm were also envious, jealous, and hateful. After all, nobody had expected that a brick that had flown out of the Eastern Divine City would have such great power.
One should know that the sword in Long Qianyou's hand was not an ordinary sword. It was a divine sword that had been refined by the Extreme Emperor of Limitless.
Even if a sage was accidentally slashed by her sword, he would still die.
The presence of ways was something that could easily take a person's life. It was the embodiment of the power of ways. In the Infinite World, the power of ways was a supreme power that only true Infinite Primes could use.
Was there a power that surpassed the power of the Great Path?
The answer was yes. There definitely was. Because the power of the Great Path was different in all realms. The power of the Great Path in a small realm was very weak and could be controlled.
But in a great realm like the Limitless Realm, the power of the Great Path was so strong that even the Infinite Prime would not be able to defeat it.
At least some lunatics had challenged the Great Path of the Limitless Realm and died.
Wasn't it good to cultivate to the Infinite Prime and live as long as the world?
Very good, very good. But some people wanted to break through the limits and surpass the world, and the result was tragic.
At this time, Long Qianyou was sweating. This damn fatty that she looked down on was actually so powerful. She did not expect this at all. She was stunned.
"Dragon Soars to the Nine Heavens!"
Long Qianyou had to use her trump card. If she allowed this fatty to continue showing off, where would she put her face? She had to teach this damn fatty a lesson.
If she did not teach this fatty a lesson, he would not know how powerful she was.
Long Qianyou was furious.
"Hum!"
The sword hummed to the Nine Heavens. Long Qianyou's sword had attracted the power of the Great Path of the universe. This power turned into nine realistic dragon shadows that pounced towards the fatty with their claws and fangs bared.
Nine dragons in one sword. This scene was too shocking.
The big shots of the Saint Realm who were watching the battle in the surroundings immediately activated their escape mode. Each of them displayed their remarkable abilities and ran as fast as they could. Their first thought was to escape.
Long Qianyou had already unleashed a big move. This was no joke. If he didn't escape and was affected by it, he would be dead on the spot. It would be too unjust to die.
"Aiya, you finally can't hold it in anymore?"
Fatty grinned when he saw Long Qianyou's anger. Then, he picked up the brick and smashed it at the dragon shadows.
"Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang …"
Nine sounds rang out in a row. The nine dragon shadows were all smashed by his brick, and their heads exploded. The entire dragon shadow dissipated into the void.
"F * ck!"
"So fierce?"
"Why do I feel like this fatty is getting stronger and stronger?"
The leaders of the sage realm who had fled far away turned their heads, and saw this scene. They couldn't help but feel inexplicably shocked. This fatty was extremely ferocious.
"Haha … How satisfying. Come again. Show me what you've got. I'll take it all."
"There's nothing in this world that can't be solved with a brick. If there is, I'll use another brick."
The fatty laughed arrogantly at Long Qianyou.
"…"
Long Qianyou was furious. If it wasn't for the brick in the fatty's hand, this fatty would have been chopped into pieces. How could he still be so arrogant and smug in front of her?
Long Qianyou wanted to punch this guy's face when she saw his arrogant look.
"Alright, you've successfully angered me."
Long Qianyou glared at the fatty and gritted her teeth. An even more powerful sword principle energy erupted from her body, and the entire space was filled with chilling sword energy.
Streaks of sword light that could be seen by the naked eye appeared in the void around Long Qianyou and circled around her body.
At this moment, she held the Dragon Scale Sword in her hand, and her Daoist Rhyme soared into the sky. It was as though a supreme sword master had descended, and a casual swing of her sword could destroy the sky and the earth.
At this moment, Long Qianyou was domineering, arrogant, and wild. All the big shots of the sage realm who witnessed this scene were subdued by her aura.
Even Fatty, who was such an arrogant person, widened his eyes and stared at Long Qianyou.
The successor of the Extreme Emperor was the successor of the Extreme Emperor after all. She was still capable. The fatty even felt that Long Qianyou's battle prowess was even greater than Feng San and Tian Ming.
Was she really the youngest disciple of the Extreme Emperor of the Beginning?
The fatty seriously doubted it.
In the mountains, the Daoist Rhyme soared into the sky. The winds and clouds in the sky changed color, and the spiritual Qi of the world within a radius of ten million kilometers was drawn over, gathering towards a person and a sword in a frenzy.
Of course, ordinary people could not sense such a change in the world, but it was different for cultivators.
The cultivators of the East Moon Empire were all shocked. It was rare to see the spiritual Qi of the world fluctuate on such a scale. There was definitely a supreme expert fighting.
A fight between mortals was nothing, but a fight between immortals was earth-shattering.
"Why are they still fighting?"
In the Upper Restaurant of the Drunken God, Gu Fei, who was enjoying his food like a mortal, suddenly frowned and put down his bowl and chopsticks.
"You, come here!"
Gu Fei suddenly pointed at a waiter beside him.
"Mas … Master …"
The waiter was shocked, then carefully changed his appearance. Very soon, a middle-aged man appeared in front of Gu Fei.
This person was Meng He.
Elder Meng He of the Heavenly Martial Holy Land.
Their master wanted to keep a low profile, so Meng He and the others continued to act with Gu Fei.
As a matter of fact, Meng He took advantage of the fact that the other big shots of the Saint Plane had gone to participate in the survival game to secretly transform into a waiter. He mixed in with Gu Fei and served him carefully.
But who was Gu Fei? Even if Meng He turned into ashes, he could immediately sense Meng He's existence.
"You're really free!"
Gu Fei did not look at Meng He.
"Uh …"
Meng He was terrified. What did his master mean by that? How should I answer?
Meng He's forehead was covered in sweat.
"What are you nervous about? I just saw that you're so free and wanted to find something for you to do."
Gu Fei said calmly.
"It's my honor to work for Master. Please give me your orders, Master."
Meng He was surprised and overjoyed. Wasn't he waiting for the opportunity to work for his master?
If he completed the task that his master gave him well, his master would naturally reward him. No matter what the reward was, it would be a great opportunity for him.
One had to know that anything that his master touched could be a treasure of the Great Way.
Just thinking about it made him excited.
Meng He felt that he had made the right choice. He did not participate in the survival game and came back to serve his master. It was really too wise.
Those guys were really too stupid.
"Go ask those two guys who were fighting to come back to see me."
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