"Humph! This is the Mission Hall, it's not a place for you to behave atrociously! "
Wang Cheng grunted coldly and said, "One more word and even you'll be summoned to the Outerealm Battlefield!"
Wang Cheng was a very practical person.
He did not want to offend Zhao Rui or Dao Yi.
However …
In his heart, Dao Yi was the most important person.
After all, Dao Yi was already a Holy Son, and Zhao Rui was trying to become a Holy Son.
Dong!
Right after Wang Cheng spoke, a cultivator appeared at the entrance of the Mission Hall.
Dao Er!
This cultivator was none other than Dao Yi's younger brother, Dao Er!
Unlike Dao Yi, Dao Er's talent was not particularly outstanding. He was still a little short of becoming a Saint.
Even so, Dao Er was ranked in the top ten among the Heaven-ranked core disciples.
"What happened?"
Dao Er stood still in the Mission Hall and said lightly, "The gate to the extraterritorial battlefield is open. Why don't you send them over?"
"Someone said to do business."
Wang Cheng quickly said.
Dao Er was a half-step Ancestral Immortal.
In terms of overall combat strength, Dao Er was slightly stronger than Wang Cheng.
At a time like this, Wang Cheng would definitely side with Dao Er.
"Looks like there's something wrong with your position as a Vice Palace Master. Every Tom, Dick, or Harry can jump over your head."
Dao Er said calmly, "My brother asked me to bring you a message. The two of them must be sent to the extraterritorial battlefield. Nothing must go wrong."
As he spoke, Dao Er extended his right hand and pointed at the Dark Emperor and Ning Lu.
After saying that, Dao Er turned around and left.
Obviously, Dao 'er didn't want to stay here for too long.
From the beginning to the end, Dao Er did not even look at Ning Yue.
"I don't want to say the same thing twice."
Ning Yue's expression was still the same. He crossed his arms in front of his chest and said lightly.
Xiu!
Suddenly.
Dao Er turned around and clenched his right hand into a fist. With a violent gust of wind, he punched at Ning Yue.
Huala!
Dao Er's sudden attack caused the surrounding martial artists to retreat, not daring to approach.
Even Zhao Xin's expression was solemn.
The half-step Ancestral Immortal Dao Er's overall strength was enough to rank within the top ten of the Heaven-tier core disciples.
Even two Zhao Xin would not be a match for Dao Er!
Bang!
Under everyone's gaze.
Ning Yue also clenched his right fist and pushed out lightly.
In an instant, a crisp voice rang out.
Soon after, a figure was sent flying like a kite with a broken string.
Kacha!
The door of the mission hall was instantly smashed into pieces.
"What?"
"Dao Er, one of the top ten Heaven-ranked core disciples, was defeated by a single punch?"
"This is impossible, absolutely impossible!"
"Are you blind? Dao Er has already been defeated, and you still say it's impossible? "
Gulp!
Zhao Xin stood still and couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.
She was originally worried about Ning Yue, but the terrifying strength Ning Yue had displayed truly made her heart tremble.
One must know that back in the Half God City, Ning Yue had found it rather difficult to take on the half-step Ancestral Immortal Tuoba Sheng.
How long had it been?
Ning Yue could actually defeat Dao Er, who was ranked in the top ten among the Heaven-ranked core disciples!
"I will tear you apart!"
Dao Er let out a furious roar.
He had attacked Ning Yue because he felt that Ning Yue was too arrogant.
Therefore, he had only used half of his strength.
He had thought that a punch with half of his strength could easily defeat Ning Yue, who was a half-step Ancestral Immortal.
To his surprise, a punch with half of his strength had been utterly defeated!
"There are plenty of people who want to tear me apart. Who do you think you are?"
Ning Yue shrugged and said, "Quickly fuck off before I get angry. Otherwise, don't blame me for being merciless."
"Not showing mercy? Hahaha! "
Dao Er's mouth opened slightly before he threw his head back and laughed maniacally.
After laughing, Dao Er's tone changed and he said viciously, "I only used ten percent of my strength just now. What's there to be proud of when you defeated me with only ten percent of my strength? You won't be so lucky with my next punch! "
As soon as he finished speaking, Dao Er stomped his feet on the ground and dashed forward again.
This time, Dao Er had learned his lesson.
He gathered all the Immortal Qi in his body on his wrist and threw a punch at Ning Yue's head.
This punch was extremely powerful.
Even a true Ancestral Immortal might not be able to withstand it.
"Watch out!"
The Dark Emperor hurriedly reminded, "Dao Er is very powerful. You can't fight him head-on!"
"Sins committed by heaven can be forgiven, but sins committed by oneself cannot be avoided."
Ning Yue's expression turned cold as he secretly wrapped the Essence Immortal Laws around his fist.
His punch brought with it a violent gust of wind and collided with Dao Er's fist.
Crack!
The two collided.
A crisp sound rang out.
"Ahhh!"
Then, Dao Er screamed like a pig being butchered.
"My hand! You, you, you … "
Dao Er's face was filled with disbelief as he looked down at his broken fist.
He would never have imagined this.
His full strength had been defeated again, and it was even more thorough than the first time.
His failure this time had not only caused him to lose face, but even his fist had been smashed into pieces.
"How dare you!"
Wang Cheng jumped in front of Dao Er and pointed at Ning Yue. "His brother is the Saint, Dao Yi. You'll be hunted down by his brother for hurting him."
Dao Yi was a vengeful person.
His younger brother, Dao Er, had been injured in the Mission Hall. Wang Cheng was definitely responsible for that.
Therefore, Wang Cheng was very unhappy with Ning Yue.
"Let's go."
Ning Yue could not be bothered with Wang Cheng. He waved at the Dark Emperor and Ning Lu and said, "Follow me back."
Ning Yue did not want the Dark Emperor and Ning Lu to take the risk in the extraterritorial battlefield.
On the way here, he had already learned that the extraterritorial battlefield was extremely dangerous.
The Human-tier core disciples that were selected this time were all cannon fodder.
Even Ancestral Immortals would most likely die if they went to the extraterritorial battlefield, let alone Golden Immortals.
"Stop!"
Wang Cheng said fiercely. "You can leave, but the two of them must stay!"
Since he had already offended Ning Yue, he might as well completely offend Ning Yue and stand on Dao Yi's side.
Ning Yue continued walking out of the Mission Hall as if he did not hear Wang Cheng's words.
Swish!
At that moment.
A figure tore through the void and appeared in front of Ning Yue.
It was the Mission Hall Lord, Shen Hui!
"What's going on?"
Shen Hui frowned when he saw the wretched Dao Yi and the furious Wang Cheng. "Why haven't you sent them to the extraterritorial battlefield?"
"Hall Lord!"
Wang Cheng hurriedly said. "Someone is obstructing us. He wants to take away the recruited Human-tier core disciples."
With that, Wang Cheng pointed at Ning Yue and continued. "It's him. He wants to take away two of the recruited Human-tier core disciples!"
Swish!
Shen Hui looked at Ning Yue.
For some unknown reason, he faintly sensed a terrifying aura from Ning Yue.
However, this aura disappeared in a flash.
"Why do you want to take them away?" Unlike Wang Cheng, Shen Hui did not flare up immediately.
"I have to ask you about this. The two of them entered the Taiyi Divine Sect for less than a year. Why were they recruited?"
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