The guard at the front of the flying ship roared and attacked in anger.
He used a killing move as soon as he attacked.
The berserk aura of a Middle Level Saint Realm expert was completely unleashed.
"Roaring Flame Wave Palm!"
He moved, and flames surged out of his body, turning him into a flaming man.
At the same time, he slammed his right palm toward Gu Xuan, who was on the flying ship.
Whoosh whoosh.
Rumble.
His palm was like a raging wave crashing onto the shore. Even if it was a mountain, it would still be smashed into powder by his palm.
Gu Xuan had his hands behind his back, looking like he was prepared to watch a good show. Unexpectedly, this guard did not have any foresight at all, attacking at the drop of a hat.
Not only did the guard attack, but he also made such a big scene to block Gu Xuan's view.
Gu Xuan was naturally unhappy.
"What a bummer. Get out of my way!"
He shouted angrily. Golden light flashed on his right hand. He had activated half of the Star Picking Palm's power.
He threw out a punch.
The two fists collided. With a cracking sound, the flames on the guard's body were suddenly extinguished.
At the same time, he was sent flying.
"My hand! How is this possible? You broke my hand …"
The guard had a look of disbelief on his face as he screamed in agony. He landed at the stern of the warship, and with a loud bang, the entire warship shook violently.
However, no one paid any attention to him at this moment. Everyone's attention was focused on the Qiongqiu Saint and the other three guards.
They couldn't help but notice that the three guards had just arrived in front of the Dreadful Saint, and before they could even make a move, the Dreadful Saint's aura that belonged to an advanced Saint completely erupted.
The three guards' faces changed.
"Experts, retreat!"
"Advanced Saint Realm! Not good!"
"Elder Xuan Ming, help us!"
The three of them wanted to retreat as they spoke. As long as they returned to the warship, they would be safe.
Unfortunately, the Fearful Saint would not give them the chance to go back.
"You only know that it's not good to stay, and now you want to retreat? What do you think I am?"
The Qiongqiu Saint sneered. With a wave of his hand, three Saint Power palms slammed out.
When the three mid-level True Saint Realm guards saw the three palms flying towards them, they tried their best to resist with their fists, but they failed.
Bang, bang, bang.
All three of them were hit by the Saint Energy palm, and blood spurted out from their mouths.
The three Saint Force palms showed no signs of dissipating. Instead, they clenched their fists and grabbed the three mid-level Saint Realm cultivators.
"Get down!"
The Dreadful Saint pressed down on the void from afar.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Gu Xuan's small boat shook violently three times, and the three of them fell onto the flying boat, lying on the ground like a human pyramid. They were already breathing out more than they were breathing in. Obviously, they had suffered serious injuries.
The corners of Gu Xuan's mouth twitched. 'What do you mean by putting these three trash on the airboat?'
The Blood Ancestor licked his lips and quietly lowered his body.
Everyone was stunned by the scene just now.
The scene of that guard being flung flying by Gu Xuan was also linked together by them.
They looked at Gu Xuan on the flying boat in surprise, and then looked at the Pauper Saint. They had never imagined that this old man and young man, who were riding such a shabby flying boat, would actually be such experts!
Those were the mid-level True Saint Realm guards of the Ouyang Family, and the young man blasted one of them onto the warboat with a punch.
The old man was even more amazing. He was actually a high-level True Saint Realm cultivator. He threw the three mid-level True Saint Realm guards onto the airboat and even stacked them up like a human pyramid.
This was simply too valiant!
For so many years, they had never seen anyone who dared to not give the Ouyang Family face.
This was simply too exciting!
In the distance, more and more cultivators had gathered. There were five warboats alone, and there were hundreds of people riding ferocious beasts as mounts.
After all, this place was only a three-day journey from the Central Yuan Region. It was normal for so many cultivators to gather here.
They watched the scene of the Ouyang Family guards being beaten up from afar and discussed animatedly. Most of them were guessing the identity and origin of Gu Xuan and the Qiongqiu Saint.
However, no matter what their identity and origin were, it was obvious that the Ouyang Family had encountered a tough opponent this time.
A high-level True Saint Realm cultivator, even if it was only one person, was equivalent to a first-rate force!
On the Ouyang Family's warboat, most of the disciples had yet to recover from their shock.
In fact, most of the people on the warboat were not direct descendants of the Ouyang Family. They were geniuses from some small side family clans.
There were even people from small side family clans that couldn't even be considered as a reclusive family.
The Birth Ceremony of the Central Yuan Region this time was a rare grand occasion. The Ouyang Family's main branch had the intention to cultivate the small side family clans with blood relations. Every small family clan had selected their geniuses to follow them to see the world.
This warboat was specially sent to send them off.
The main branch's young master, Ouyang Feilong, who was called a gigolo by the Qiongqiu Saint, was the person in charge of this escort mission.
Along the way, Ouyang Feilong had acted like a tyrant, displaying the might of the strongest direct descendant's young master and the arrogance of a hedonistic young master to the extreme.
They had encountered countless cultivators along the way, but no one dared to have the slightest objection.
They had thought that it would be the same this time.
Just a moment ago, the small airboat in front of them had indeed dodged in time.
However, the 'old friend' beside young master Ouyang Feilong had said that the airboat was actually trying to fly towards the Ouyang Family's warboat. This was a great disrespect.
Ouyang Feilong also felt that this was reasonable, which was why he had deliberately chased after the airboat to teach the people on the airboat a lesson.
He had never imagined that a small airboat would have hidden dragons and crouching tigers. Not only were there two great experts, but one of them was even a high-level True Saint Realm cultivator.
The disciples of the Ouyang Family were all dumbfounded by what they saw.
If the Qiongqiu Saint held a grudge, he naturally wouldn't dare to take revenge on the main branch. However, he would still dare to take revenge on them.
They were afraid, but Ouyang Feilong wasn't.
How powerful was the Ouyang Family?
It was an existence that even the Central Yuan Region had to be wary of!
Ouyang Feilong had seen many high-level True Saint Realm cultivators. What was there to be afraid of?
If they really fought, his protector, Elder Xuan Ming, was also a high-level True Saint Realm cultivator.
Moreover, this warboat wasn't as simple as an ordinary one.
The Qiongqiu Saint glared at Ouyang Feilong, his face still filled with anger.
"Pretty boy, how is it? Are you afraid?
However, even if you beg for mercy now, it's already too late. This saint will still beat you into a pig's head! "
Swoosh!
The Qiongqiu Saint turned into a streak of light and charged towards Ouyang Feilong.
Ouyang Feilong sneered disdainfully.
"Elder Xuan Ming, I'll leave it to you. This old thing dares to be disrespectful to me. Kill him for me!
Also, kill everyone on the airboat!
I want everyone in the world to know that anyone who dares to offend me, Ouyang Feilong, must die! "
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