Chapter 388 My senior brother is super super powerful!(1/2)
The drunkard was half lying on the ground, looking unkempt, with the aloofness of a cultivator in his eyes.
In the hall, all the monks held their breath and looked at this scene with horrified expressions.
That drunkard is so courageous!
You know, that is the Blood-clothed Sword God, the legendary... terrifying and powerful man who loves to destroy everyone.
Could it be said that he really has someone to rely on?
Qi Yuan looked at Mr. Jiu with doubt in his expression: "Could it be that you can also sing "Courage"?"
After finishing his words, Qi Yuan stretched out a finger directly towards the wine master.
The immortal cultivators present looked stern, were they about to start a fight?
Is the Blood-clothed Sword God testing someone?
Many monks present stepped back one after another, and some fled immediately for fear of harming Chi Yu.
Qi Yuan held his junior sister Jiang Lingsu with one arm, and gently pressed one finger against the wine master.
The wine master was still half-lying, looking at Qi Yuan's fingers with a leisurely expression: "Young people still can't change their bad habits, body, soul, but external objects, Yin Shen is the strongest, in the realm of gods, who is still boxing these days?"
The wine master smiled contemptuously, and the powerful divine realm swept across at this moment.
He was going to give this ignorant boy an education.
He has met too many such people.
With a sudden breakthrough and rapid rise, I thought I was the protagonist of this world, and I didn’t know how high the world was.
As everyone knows, there is heaven outside the sky, and there are people outside the world!
The divine realm suddenly expanded, and a wine gourd appeared out of thin air.
Immortal energy lingers, purple and green energy boils, and a river of wine falls from the sky, disappearing into the dust and smoke.
It's like the sound of the great road, but also like the fairy creatures in fairyland.
"My jug of wine can annihilate Helanzhou!" The wine master laughed, "Young man, I will teach you the first lesson in becoming a strong man!"
The divine realm suddenly spread and spread.
The drunkard was still half lying down, but his body seemed to be high and majestic.
"The divine realm is the foundation of one's life. I will take this finger from you!"
Divine Realm rushed towards Qi Yuan, covering Qi Yuan.
Qi Yuan's expression did not change. He lowered his head and glanced at Jiang Lingsu beside him, with an indifferent expression: "Junior sister, this is how ants are pressed to death."
His hand reached forward.
Straight across the Wine River.
The powerful divine realm seemed to be undefended, allowing his fingers to penetrate.
The wine master was stunned for a moment, and his eyes narrowed: "There are some ways to refine the divine realm on the body, but... that's all!"
"Look at the 60% opening of my divine realm!"
"That's right, the young man has some skills, but I haven't done my best yet!"
"Give me seventy percent... ten percent!"
"Ah... something's wrong, something's wrong with you!"
The drunkard kept talking, and his expression changed from contempt before to fear now.
Because, that finger seems to be immune to anything.
His powerful divine realm could easily trap the Great Master, but it was unable to hurt that finger at all.
That finger seems to be the only one in the world.
It is the finger of the gods that wipes out all living beings!
At this time, the drunkard suddenly felt like an ant facing the pressing fingers of humans!
He couldn't resist at all, and he didn't have the ability to resist.
He was really panicked.
"Misunderstanding, you can't kill me!"
"Without me, you will definitely die and will not survive the next catastrophe!"
At this moment, he stopped pretending.
He showed his cards.
He has support and confidence, and the bloody-robed sword god dare not kill him.
It's a pity that Qi Yuan didn't hear his voice or his call at all.
A finger falls, as if it is the only one in heaven and earth, the only one in all worlds.
The divine realm was directly shattered, and Jiu Fuzi's body and soul were also severed at this moment.
A contemptuous voice sounded in the drunkard's ears.
"The biggest difference between you and the ant is that when I press the ant to death, it won't scream, but you will."
This was the last sound heard in the wine master's heart.
His body was broken and his soul was dead.
He didn't understand until his death why Qi Yuan was so strong, and why... he killed him directly?
We shouldn’t ask, who is behind him and what does he rely on?
Unfortunately, he could only die with regret.
All the cultivators on the field were breathing rapidly at this moment, and their eyes were filled with shock.
Just now, they actually saw a divine battle!
It wasn't as grand as expected, not even the Yuan Dan monks' street explosions or the Foundation Establishment monks' house explosions.
Kill a powerful enemy with one finger.
The monks present were trembling.
They clearly felt that that finger was ordinary.
On the contrary, it was Jiu Fuzi's divine domain that gave them a sense of invincibility, and could even really destroy Helanzhou.
But just like that... he died at the hands of the bloody sword god.
It can be seen that the bloody sword god is the real god!
Jiang Lingsu blinked her eyes, feeling somewhat pleased in her heart.
In fact, she had already made some guesses about the identity of her senior brother.
However, she didn't take the initiative to point it out.
If the senior brother doesn't say anything, then...she will pretend not to know.
After all, she was a little scared.
The senior brother is really as powerful as the Blood-clothed Sword God, does he still recognize her as his junior sister?
Now, the senior brother took the initiative to expose himself in front of her and held her in his arms to kill powerful enemies. This was a sign of his trust in her.
Her heartbeat was very fast, and she could still hear it clearly even through her... um, big breasts.
However, she still said softly: "Elder brother, why don't you listen to what he has to say? Maybe there really is someone strong behind him?"
Jiang Lingsu heard the drunkard's last cry.
She was a little worried about Qi Yuan.
It was obvious that the drunkard had a certain background.
Qi Yuan smiled: "Ant said before he died that more ants would avenge him. Do you think I would care?"
Qi Yuan didn't bother to care about the drunkard at all.
He's just a clown. If you kill him, you'll kill him.
Jiang Lingsu listened with a bright smile in her eyes: "Elder brother... you are too strong!"
"I am quite strong, but alas... I am also very poor." Qi Yuan's eyes fell on the pale Wang Yunteng, "Take out the 5 billion spirit stones!"
Qiong Yunting was trembling and didn't dare to move at all.
Even if I beat her to death, she couldn't believe it. The one she looked down upon was actually the legendary sword god in blood.
That bloody-robed sword god who easily destroyed the Palace of Light and killed the Yin God like a dog.
Even the Feng family, the largest family in Yuntian City, was wiped out by him.
"This junior was deceived by this person. I thought he was really good friends with Senior Sword God, so..." The arrogant True Lord Divine Infant knelt down at this moment.
Qiong Yunting also knelt down quickly, seemingly begging Qi Yuan for mercy.
She was really scared.
"Whether you know him or not, or whether you were defrauded by him, has nothing to do with me. I came here today to borrow money!" Qi Yuan said softly.
It fell on the ears of all the monks in the hall, shocking their hearts.
Wang Yunteng said quickly: "Please give me some time, senior, and I will surely give you 500 million spiritual stones!"
At this moment, the only way to save your life is to abandon your family property.
With the character of the blood-clothed sword god, he did not destroy the family, but asked them to hand over the spirit stones, and they also felt lucky.
Qi Yuan nodded and looked at the two of them with a calm expression: "You two are a perfect match. You must be locked up with me and never break up."
To be continued...