"My friend, please wait!" At this time, a figure jumped out. It was a man dressed like a scholar. He looked like an elegant Confucian scholar.
"What do you want?" Shen Hou glared coldly at the scholar. "Do you want to be a busybody so that I can eat you too?"
The old man from the Human Race looked at the scholar coldly.
The scholar cupped his hands and said, "Fellow Daoists, although this child was rash, it was an unintentional mistake. Moreover, he only slightly touched your carriage from beginning to end. Is this a crime deserving of death?"
"If you want to be a busybody, look at yourself first. Are all humans so nosy?" Shen Hou grinned, looking extremely ferocious. His body was shaking, but the chariot didn't move at all, as if there was some kind of device that was removing the force from his body.
"If you're right, you can walk to the ends of the world. If you're unreasonable, you can't do anything. I believe that there's still a limit to this world!" The scholar's expression changed slightly in the face of Shen Hou's power. However, he still said stubbornly, "My friend, you're also a human. Can you bear to see your fellow human get eaten just like that?"
He turned to the old man from the Human Race, hoping to gain his support.
The people around him could not help but sigh. How could they not understand that he must have become stupid from reading so much?
It was obvious that this group of people was here to cause trouble for the Human Race. Given their arrogance, would they listen to him?
"My friend, this child doesn't know any better. Please let him go!"
"Hmph, some people are born this way. I see that you're also a human, and it's not easy for you to cultivate to the eighth heaven of the Powang Realm. It's not too late for you to back out now!" Not only did the old man not speak up for him, but he also tried to persuade him.
Roar! Shen Hou roared, shaking the heavens and the earth. "Why are you wasting your breath on him? If this fellow from the Human Race dares to be a busybody, I'll eat him too!"
Obviously, he was running out of patience.
"Since you want to die, I don't care!" said the human driver coldly.
The man and the beast were incomparably powerful, but no one dared to step forward to help them. This was all too normal. During this period of time, this was not the first time this had happened in the city. It was just that this time, it was the turn of the human race.
Compared to exotic beasts with noble bloodlines, ordinary humans were truly nothing to be concerned about.
The scholar's expression became serious. He cultivated the Confucian Dao, and he believed in the truth in his heart. With the truth in his body, he wouldn't need to fear anything in the world. This was the philosophy of the Confucian Sect.
At this moment, his entire body was filled with a righteous aura, and he was no longer affected by the aura of the gods.
It wasn't that he hadn't seen Confucian experts before, but it was rare to see someone with such a profound cultivation.
Although this scholar was a little pedantic, it had to be said that he was indeed righteous and had the essence of a scholar who did not fear power.
He wouldn't be a true scholar if he was afraid of trouble, and only knew how to protect himself.
"Boy, you want to talk about justice with me? I'll tell you now that my words are justice!" The god roared and said with a sinister smile.
"Hurry up, we don't want to implicate you!" The mother quickly said to the scholar. She could see that the cultivation of the scholar wasn't shallow, but there was still a huge gap between him and the man and the beast.
Her heart was already dead, and she didn't want to drag anyone into this.
"Draw your sword to help when you see injustice on the road. Even a peddler and a pawn understand this truth. How can I stand by and watch someone die? Confucius died for a noble cause, and Mencius died for righteousness. Why should I be afraid?" The scholar clenched his teeth and said.
"Good, very good. Confucius died for a noble cause, and Mencius died for righteousness. You are willing to sacrifice yourself for righteousness. Brother, you should be grateful!" Ye Xiwen laughed and stepped into the field.
The scholar was also a little surprised that someone dared to help him at this time. He couldn't help but feel happy on his face. As the saying goes, a just cause enjoys abundant support, while an unjust cause finds little support. This proved that what he had done was right.
"May I know your name, Brother?" Ye Xiwen asked.
"I'm Meng Haoran!" The scholar said.
Ye Xiwen's complexion was a little strange. He seemed to have thought of an extremely famous poet.
"What's wrong? Is there something wrong with my name?" Meng Haoran also saw Ye Xiwen's strange expression, and couldn't help but ask.
"Nothing. It's just that it has the same name as someone I know. I haven't introduced you yet, I'm …"
Ye Xiwen hadn't finished speaking when the god's roar came out, "Another one has come to die. There are so many people in the human race who like to meddle in other people's business. It's just right. I'll swallow them all!"
"Brother, this golden god is very ferocious. You don't have to use it!" The scholar said with a wry smile. His realm was a level higher than Ye Xiwen's. How could he not see Ye Xiwen's cultivation? He couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart.
"Don't worry. It's just an animal and an animal in human skin. What's there to be afraid of?" Ye Xiwen glanced at the man and the god, and couldn't help but sneer. Especially when he saw the old man of the human race, a trace of ridicule flashed at the corner of his mouth.
A dignified human powerhouse had actually become a slave with someone else. In his opinion, it was simply unimaginable. Although he had lived in the Desolate Era's True Martial Domain for many years, his concept had already been formed on that blue planet. On that planet, the human race was the superior of all living things. It had always been humans who bullied other living things. When had it been reversed?
To some extent, he was a human race supremacist.
"You …" The old man suddenly erupted with a strong aura. He couldn't keep his face anymore. Ye Xiwen's words were so obvious. He wasn't pointing at the mulberry tree but cursing the locust tree.
An earth-shattering aura rushed over, and the surrounding space froze.
Many people's expressions changed. The aura that erupted from an expert at the peak of the Myth realm was enough to make many people retreat.
Many people looked at Ye Xiwen and the scholar with pitiful eyes. The cultivation of the two wasn't weak. However, there was obviously a gap between the man and the god. Although they had good intentions, they would probably end up in a miserable state in the end.
Even the scholar was slightly affected, and the mother and daughter were shivering. It was as if the heavens were collapsing and the earth was collapsing. A terrifying pressure came crashing down on them.
Ye Xiwen acted as if nothing had happened. He patted the scholar's shoulder and said, "Although it's said that reason is the most important in the world, I only believe in one sentence. Reason is only within the scope of the fist. Since these two animals don't understand human language, then don't say anything more!"
"Good lad, you have a sharp tongue. I want to see if your body is as hard as you say!" The god let out an incomparably loud roar. His three-meter-tall body suddenly leaped out. It was unknown when the carriage that was pressing down on him had broken away.
It was as fast as a golden lightning. In an instant, it seemed as if the entire world was under its control. A monstrous and incomparable power and imposing aura shrouded Ye Xiwen. This was a kind of biological instinctive coercion. The Gods could feed on the Dragon race, so one could well imagine how tyrannical they were. In fact, it was hard to tell how much more tyrannical their bloodline was compared to that of ordinary humans.
Ye Xiwen immediately felt this terrifying power.
Next to him, the scholar's righteous aura was stirred, and he reacted almost immediately. At some point, a longsword appeared in his hand, carrying a righteous aura. It was the Confucian scholar's Gentleman's Sword.
Ye Xiwen was a little surprised. The god's speed was unimaginably fast. However, the scholar was able to react in time. It seemed that he wasn't an ordinary person. The Confucian school's special cultivation method wasn't without reason.
This god's speed was extremely fast. It even distorted ordinary people's perception of time and space.
The people around didn't see how the god made his move. However, at this critical moment, Ye Xiwen made his move. He was even faster than the scholar. He directly slapped the god.
The god's bloody mouth was directly slapped by Ye Xiwen on the spot.
"Motherf * cker. Who asked you to be so pretentious?"
Along with this sound, the god's figure flew backward at a speed countless times faster than before.
"Boom!"
It directly destroyed a large number of residences. Finally, it stopped. This power was enough to shatter a star. However, this place was reinforced by a formation. It wasn't an ordinary place.
"What … what's going on?"
"Are my eyes playing tricks on me? Why is it that god that flew out?"
"What the hell just happened? Why didn't I see it clearly at all! "
Everyone was completely shocked. They couldn't believe it. The scholar also looked at Ye Xiwen in shock. Just a moment ago, he was planning to make a move and stop this golden god from causing trouble. Who would have thought that in the next second, the situation would be reversed. The aggressive god couldn't even withstand Ye Xiwen's attack. It was directly slapped away.
This was a golden god at the peak of the Mythical stage. In terms of bloodline, it wasn't inferior to anyone. It could almost be called a superior among those of the same level. In the end, it was still beaten like a dog.
Who was he?
"Idiot. You dare to be pretentious with this kind of strength!" Ye Xiwen couldn't help but scold. He couldn't even withstand one of his attacks. He was completely useless.
He didn't think about it. With his current terrifying palm strength, which ordinary peak of the Mythical stage could withstand one of his attacks?
Ye Xiwen's gaze turned to the human coachman. "Where's your pride as a human expert? Was it eaten by a dog? Are you only left with this kind of ability to bully the weak? Your cultivation isn't bad. It's a pity that you chose to help the evildoer. Since you're also a human, destroy your own cultivation. I'll spare your life! "
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