Everyone in the banquet hall burst into laughter.
That guy was just a rogue cultivator. Where did he get the confidence to say such arrogant words?
Who was Bu Yunfei?
He was the young master of the Bu family in the capital city. At the same time, he was also one of the top inner disciples of the Daiga Ken Sect. He was someone with a high status in the entire Great Zhou Dynasty.
Bu Yunfei leaned forward and said, "Kid, what did you say just now? I didn't hear it clearly. Come on, repeat it to this young master again. "
Jun Wu Xie was expressionless as she gave Bu Yun Fei a tight slap across his face.
Slap!
This slap made Bu Yunfei spin in a circle on the spot. In the process of spinning, the teeth in his mouth spurted out like bullets, mixed with blood.
Instantly, the entire banquet hall fell silent.
Everyone in the banquet hall was dumbfounded.
That rogue cultivator actually dared to slap Bu Yunfei in front of everyone in an extremely humiliating way!
This was out of their expectations. Even Murong Qi's eyes were filled with shock.
Muyang Qingya was also shocked.
"F * ck!"
Bu Yunfei spun 360 degrees and was stunned on the spot. He felt an intense pain on his face. When he came back to his senses, he almost exploded in anger.
A cold light flashed from his storage ring and a spiritual sword appeared in his hand. He stabbed it toward Jun Wu Xie.
As the sword Qi burst out, there was a faint sound of a river rushing. The sword waves surged like water ripples and spread in all directions. The momentum was astonishing.
Daiga Sword Technique!
This was the cultivation method and sword technique of the Daiga Ken Sect. When the sword was drawn, it was like a surging river that was endless.
"Ding!"
Jun Wu Xie's finger glowed with a golden light and shattered the sword Qi. The moment he touched the tip of the sword, he flicked his finger and the sound of metal was ear-piercing.
The spiritual sword in Bu Yunfei's hand instantly bent.
His expression changed drastically. He only felt an irresistible force coming from the sword. The force penetrated his palm and fingers. His entire palm was in excruciating pain as if it was pierced by countless tiny sword Qi.
His palm and fingers lost strength and the spiritual sword flew out of his hand.
"You!"
Before he could react, he saw the rogue cultivator in front of him. The rogue cultivator raised his golden palm high and pressed it down.
Rumble!
Under the cover of the golden palm, the airflow exploded.
The suppression of blood and qi was as heavy as a mountain!
Bu Yunfei suddenly felt as if Mount Tai was pressing down on him. He bent his knees and kneeled down on the ground. Blood gushed out from his knees, and the hard green jade floor was covered with cracks.
The pupils of everyone in the banquet hall suddenly shrank.
Bu Yunfei was defeated?
A rogue cultivator had raised his hand and forced Bu Yunfei, who was at the Eighth Transformation of the Qi Condensation Realm, to his knees!
How was this possible?
Such a scene was too shocking, deeply impacting the eyes of everyone present.
Bu Yunfei was considered one of the best in his generation, but he was no match for a rogue cultivator from a small place?
"Bastard! I'll kill you! "
Bu Yunfei roared in humiliation.
He had never been trampled on like this in his entire life. Where was his dignity?
Today, he had been forced to kneel on the ground in front of so many people. How would he have the face to stand in the Capital City in the future?
"No, you can't kill me." Jun Wu Xie looked down at Bu Yunfei and said, "It seems you are still not convinced? I've always convinced people with reason. Today, let's talk reason. "
"Talk reason, my ass!"
Bu Yunfei cursed. Who the f * ck would ask someone to kneel and talk reason?
"Your words have offended my sister. Shouldn't you kneel down and repent, and beg for her forgiveness?"
Jun Wu Xie was expressionless, but there was a vicious look in his eyes.
"I'll repent, you...."
Bu Yun Fei opened his mouth to curse, but before he could finish, Jun Wu Xie's palm suddenly pressed down.
There was a loud boom.
The ground where Bu Yunfei was kneeling sank by two inches.
The tyrannical blood and qi penetrated his body, causing his organs to shift. He spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Are you convinced by my reasoning?"
Jun Wu Xie's palm continued to press down, and Bu Yunfei's body continued to sink. The surface of his skin cracked, and his entire body was like broken porcelain.
"I..." Bu Yunfei felt humiliated. He wished he could tear this casual practitioner into pieces, but his cracked body made him feel terrified.
He didn't want to die. He was the young master of the Bu family, and he had a bright future. How could he die in the hands of a casual practitioner like this?
When he was about to admit defeat, a sword sound rang through the banquet hall in the distance. The sword intent spread out, and the temperature in the banquet hall suddenly dropped.
"You're just a casual practitioner. Who gave you the courage to behave atrociously at the Assembly of Sages? You don't know what's good for you!"
Murong Qi, who had been watching coldly, walked toward Jun Wu Xie. Around his body, there were several Sword Qi condensed by Genuine Qi shuttling back and forth. Every time he took a step, the Sword Qi vibrated, and a wave-like energy spread forward.
"Murong Qi, teach this rogue cultivator who does not know the immensity of heaven and earth a lesson." Muyang Qingya resumed her cold attitude and said, "After teaching him a lesson, let's have a drink, so as not to spoil the mood."
"Who are you? Do you want to stand up for Bu Yunfei?"
Jun Wu Xie looked coldly at Murong Qi, who came with the Sword Qi.
This person gave him a feeling that he was much stronger than any opponent he had ever met.
"I am Murong Qi, the son of the Murong family, an elite disciple of the Daiga Ken Sect! For a rogue cultivator like you to die under my sword, it can be considered as bringing honor to your ancestors. "
Murong Qi's steps were not fast, but his momentum was very scary. Along the way, the sword waves rolled, and people along the way kept retreating.
"I've heard that Murong Qi has broken into the Grotto-Heaven Realm. Seeing it today, it's really scary!"
"Murong Qi is one of the top young talents in the capital. He has outstanding talent and is naturally extraordinary. With him, that casual practitioner will not be a match for him. "
In the banquet hall, people were discussing and praising Murong Qi very much.
"Then come and try."
Jun Wu Xie was still in the posture of suppressing Bu Yunfei with one hand.
"You're overestimating yourself!"
Murong Qi sneered and waved his hand forward.
The Sword Qi shuttling around his body instantly rushed toward Jun Wu Xie. The fierce momentum made the space tremble.
Roar!
A tiger roar sounded from Jun Wu Xie's palm.
He faced the Sword Qi with a punch.
The golden Blood Qi condensed into a fierce tiger and rushed forward, colliding with the Sword Qi.
With a loud bang, the collapsed Zhen Qi sword light flew out in all directions, startling everyone and forcing them to retreat. Within a radius of ten meters, all the chairs were torn apart. Wine, pastries, and fruits were scattered all over the ground. It was a complete mess.
Murong Qi's face turned ugly when his attack failed. He was a little angry.
He was an elite disciple of the Daiga Ken Sect, an expert of the Grotto-Heaven Realm, but he could not take down a casual practitioner!
"Big River Sword!"
Murong Qi's arms spread out, and a thick stream of True Qi gushed out from his body. It was like a long river flowing backwards, and the sound of the sword rang out. The entire river of True Qi instantly turned into a giant sword, and with a buzzing sound, it slashed towards Jun Wu Xie.
Jun Wu Xie's Blood Qi was surging and the violent power rushed to his palm and fingers. A dragon roar sounded in the hall.
Dragon-tiger Strength!
The Weapon Intent of the palm made the Blood Qi rush to his palm and fingers crazily, condensing into a golden dragon to meet the Big River Sword.
At the moment when the two collided, the Blood Qi dragon let out a long roar and twisted the giant sword in the air. The giant sword was broken into pieces of Sword Qi.
The next moment, the Blood Qi dragon rushed forward. With a boom, Murong Qi was blown more than ten meters away and hit a pillar in the hall, making the whole hall shake violently.
Puff!
Murong Qi covered his chest and spat out a mouthful of blood. His back slid down the pillar and he half knelt on the ground, his hair disheveled.
Suddenly, the whole banquet hall was silent again!
Everyone was in a daze.
Murong Qi was defeated?
Murong Qi, who was in the Grotto-Heaven Realm, was defeated by a casual practitioner!
Such a fact completely overturned their cognition.
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