"You don't know what's good for you!"
In the air, Gu Qingfeng swept out with his foot, creating a nine-meter-long crescent moon. The crescent moon was like a turbid and violent spiritual energy. Lightning flashed within it, and it was like a lightning dragon. The five people from the Li family didn't know what was going on. They were instantly struck by lightning. Their hair stood on end, their clothes were torn, and their flesh was torn. They fell to the ground, their bodies turning black and red. They trembled and twitched non-stop.
The five people from the Li family weren't the only ones who attacked. There were also more than 20 deacon elders from the Yunxia School. They all used their immortal arts, martial arts, spells, and sword techniques at the first moment.
Gu Qingfeng didn't even look at them. With a wave of his hand, the turbid crescent moon, lightning, and all kinds of powerful immortal arts instantly dissipated and disappeared.
"A bunch of mobs. Since you refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit, then get lost and wait for death!"
In the air, he took a step forward and arrived in an instant. He raised his arm, and the turbid spiritual energy in his palm was surging. With his palm facing down, he suddenly pushed out. A palm strike in the air!
Crack!
The sky was filled with lightning and thunderbolts!
Boom! Crack!
The 20 or so people who attacked just now didn't even have the chance to make a sound. It was as if they were struck by lightning. Their hair stood on end, and their flesh was torn open. They fell to the ground just like that.
Dead?
No one knew!
No one knew. This scene happened too quickly, too suddenly, and too crazily!
Many people's minds were still stuck in the shock of Gu Qingfeng's 20 immortal arts. At this moment, when they saw him wipe out the Li family's five people with a single kick and defeat more than 20 deacon elders with a single palm strike, everyone present was so scared that their scalps went numb, their faces turned ashen, and their souls flew out of their bodies.
The other deacon elders who were about to attack didn't dare to do anything after seeing this scene. They were so scared that they hurriedly stopped circulating their spiritual energy. They even put away the flying swords in their hands. Those who were timid didn't even dare to stay. They jumped up and tried to escape.
However, how could Gu Qingfeng give them a chance? He raised his hand and a vortex condensed in his palm. One of the people who tried to escape was attacked on the spot.
"Kneel and await your death!"
Gu Qingfeng slapped the man, causing blood to spurt from his nose and mouth as he knelt on the ground.
Another three people tried to escape.
"If I don't agree today, no one can leave this place!"
Gu Qingfeng raised his hand and flicked it. Three Consummate Flaming Thunderbolts flew over and struck the three people who were trying to escape. They fell to the ground on the spot. Their skin was already lacerated and their flesh was lacerated. Black smoke rose from their bodies.
It was too terrifying! It was too terrifying!
At this moment, everyone finally realized a terrifying fact. Gu Qingfeng's strength was far beyond their understanding. In just a few breaths' time, Feixue, the five people from the Li Family, and more than 20 Deacon Elders from the Yunxia School were all defeated. No one knew whether they were dead or alive.
They didn't know who Gu Qingfeng was.
He also didn't know why Gu Qingfeng's body was so strong after failing to build his foundation.
At the same time, he didn't know that Gu Qingfeng's spiritual energy was so dense and terrifying even though it was so cloudy.
They didn't know. No one knew. At this moment, they didn't want to know. They were afraid, just afraid.
This was especially true for those who had a grudge with Gu Qingfeng.
For example, Mu Zibai, Tan Siru, Yun Hong, Ye Hui, Li Can, and Li Sen. They were so scared that they couldn't even stand properly. Their bodies couldn't help but tremble. Looking at the white-clothed man in the air who was as calm as the dead sea, Tan Siru could no longer bear the fear in her heart. She turned around and ran.
The vortex in Gu Qingfeng's Qing Mingfeng Acupoint appeared again and sucked Tan Siru in.
"I said before that without my approval, no one can take half a step away. You are no exception. Get down and kneel with your master to await death!"
With a slap, Tan Siru was slapped down. Blood spurted from her nose and mouth as she knelt right beside Daoist Master Feixue.
Who dared to run?
No more!
No one dared to run anymore because those who ran all fell to the ground. It didn't matter how high your cultivation was, whether you were a disciple or an elder, whether you were a man or a woman. Not to mention running away, the surrounding people were so scared that they didn't even dare to move or breathe.
Gu Qingfeng stood in the air with his hands clasped behind his back. His white robes were clean and tidy, without a speck of dust. The buttons on his collar had been unbuttoned, and his sleeves had been rolled up. He stood there quietly.
It was very quiet.
His expression was the same, his eyes were the same, and his aura was the same. Even his clothes had not fluttered, and even his hair had not fluttered.
There was no monstrous anger or surging killing intent. Everything about him was incomparably quiet. It was like the dead sea that had been silent for millions of years in the endless darkness without any waves.
It was too quiet. It was so quiet that it was frightening. It was so quiet that no one dared to move, speak, or even breathe.
In the distance, Féquy bowed and lowered his head. His body couldn't stop trembling. His robe was already soaked in sweat. He finally understood why the old man specially rushed back yesterday to warn him. He understood … he finally understood.
If he was like this, then how could Elder Rende not be like this?
He also finally understood why Huo De rushed back to warn him not to provoke Gu Qingfeng. He also said that if Gu Qingfeng was to be impulsive and angry, he must persuade him.
But how could he persuade him?
Rende really didn't know how to persuade him.
Angry?
Was Gu Qingfeng angry?
He wasn't angry. His eyes weren't red, he wasn't panting, he wasn't shocked, he wasn't shocked. He had never been angry.
Impulsive?
Did Gu Qingfeng look like an impulsive person? He wasn't impulsive at all. He wasn't impulsive at all. He wasn't impulsive when he was fighting Li Zheng. He wasn't impulsive when he absorbed the spiritual energy of the sun. He wasn't impulsive when he refined the crystals. He wasn't impulsive even when he attacked just now.
He was very calm, calmer than anyone else. He was very calm from the start.
However, it was this calmness that made Elder Rende not dare to persuade him. Yes, he didn't dare. He was afraid. He was afraid that if he opened his mouth, Gu Qingfeng would slap him until he bled from all his orifices.
Under such circumstances, how could he dare to persuade him? If he dared, he would have done so long ago. Why wait until now?
He didn't dare, so he kept silent.
Silence.
Just silence.
In the air, Gu Qingfeng's dark eyes swept across. His silent gaze swept across the faces of every Deacon Elder. Then, it landed on the high platform, on Elder Mu De and Guang Yuan. Their faces instantly turned pale, as though they were dead. There wasn't a trace of blood. Their expressions were filled with fear. Their eyes were wide open. They wanted to breathe, but the more they breathed, the more suffocated they felt.
Their hearts were trembling. Their bodies were trembling. They couldn't stop.
Mu De didn't know why he was so afraid. Guang Yuan didn't know either. Especially when they met Gu Qingfeng's dark eyes. Whether it was Mu De or Guang Yuan, the two of them felt as though they had fallen into an endless deep sea. They couldn't breathe. They felt as though they had fallen into an endless dark abyss. They couldn't struggle. They felt as though they had fallen into an endless hell.
They were trembling. They were afraid. They were terrified.
The trembling came from their bodies. The fear came from their hearts. The fear came from their souls.
Guang Yuan's forehead was covered in cold sweat. He leaned against the wall and couldn't stop trembling. With a plop, he couldn't bear the fear anymore. He fell to the ground, paralyzed.
Paralyzed with fear!
Completely paralyzed with fear!
Everyone present couldn't help but feel their hair stand on end. Guang Yuan was a Golden Core Perfected Being. Even though his Golden Core was formed by swallowing elixirs, it was still a Golden Core. How … how could he be so paralyzed with fear?
Gu Qingfeng didn't say anything. He just stood there and watched.
On the opposite high platform, Elder Mu De, who was already scared enough, was even more scared after seeing Guang Yuan lying on the ground.
"Senior … Senior Brother?"
Perhaps he was too scared. Even his voice was trembling and a little hoarse. Mu De looked at Rende as if he was asking for help.
Rende's expression changed. The corners of his mouth twitched slightly. He looked at Gu Qingfeng and opened his mouth. He wanted to say something, but he swallowed the words back.
"You …"
Seeing that Rende had lowered his head and was silent, Mu De looked at Guang Yuan, who was paralyzed with fear. He then looked at Feixue, who was kneeling on the ground and covered in blood. He also looked at the 20 to 30 Deacon Elders of Yunxia School who were lying on the ground with their flesh torn open. It was unknown whether they were dead or alive.
Mu De suddenly felt that the world was spinning. His expression became more and more unsightly. His breathing became more and more rapid, and his body trembled more and more. He raised his head and looked at Gu Qingfeng, who was silent in the air. He said in a trembling voice, "You … you passed the test …"
He was scared. He was really scared.
He didn't want to think about whether Gu Qingfeng would be a threat to the position of Crown Prince after becoming the personal disciple of His Highness Ninth Prince. He just wanted to live and leave this place.
Of course, this was just his thought.
Gu Qingfeng didn't pay attention to him. He just looked at him.
"You …"
Seeing that Gu Qingfeng didn't speak, Mu De trembled and asked, "What … what do you want?"
Silence. Gu Qingfeng still didn't speak.
"You … I … I have cultivated for more than 700 years. I am … I am a Daoist Master … I … I am not … not afraid of you at all …"
Although Mu De said that he wasn't afraid, everyone present could tell that he didn't have any confidence in his words. He couldn't hide the fear in his heart at all.
Gu Qingfeng's silence made the fear in Mu De's heart become even more intense. He almost couldn't bear it anymore. He gritted his teeth, stomped his feet, and shouted. He summoned his flying sword and rushed over.
"You demon!! This old man will fight you to the death!!! "
Mu De was a Daoist Master of Jindan. Although it was a Jindan and his spiritual energy was extremely turbid, he was still a Jindan in the end. The power of his sword was naturally impressive. Moreover, this was a sword that he used all his strength in, so its power could be imagined.
In Mu De's opinion, although this Gu Qingfeng's identity was mysterious, his body was strange and extremely strong, and his strength was boundless. His sword might not be able to do anything to him, but at least he could contend with him.
However, this was only what he thought.
When he attacked, Gu Qingfeng raised his arm. His five fingers were like heavenly hooks. With a crack, the flying sword in Mu De's hand instantly dissipated.
"You!"
Mu De was scared out of his wits. Just as he was about to retreat, Gu Qingfeng raised his leg and kicked him in the chest. With a bang, the spiritual energy around Mu De's body instantly dissipated. His clothes were torn and every inch of his skin was torn as if it had been struck by lightning. With a cry, blood spurted from his mouth and nose as he flew out.
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