What everyone didn't expect was that even in the face of the scolding of the Great God Pangu, Zi Xianfei still didn't react at all. His cold eyes were still staring at the Holy Lord, but instead of paying attention to the Holy Lord, he looked at him with a look.

Strong expectations, expectations for Qibao!

"court death!"

The anger and murderous intent in the heart of Great God Pangu could no longer be suppressed. He was the Thirteenth Young Master of the Ten Thousand God Mountain. Not only was his cultivation powerful, but his potential was astonishing. Needless to say, his identity.

Now, Zi Xianfei, who was trained by Wanshen Mountain, actually despises him so much. He simply doesn't take him and Wanshen Mountain into consideration!

"Let's leave it to me to solve it!"

The Holy Lord smiled. He could feel the dangerous aura emanating from Zi Xianfei's body, but he didn't have the slightest fear in his heart.

Not only that, the moment he was sure that the other party came with hostility, the Holy Lord made a plan to kill the chicken to scare the monkey.

After all, his relationship with the Great God Pangu is not close, and the latter's current strength and influence cannot bring him much protection at all.

Under such circumstances, if he wants to protect himself and reduce unnecessary trouble, he must let people know his terror!

Originally, Luokong Hua and others were also little monsters secretly cultivated by Wanshen Mountain. They were truly terrifying existences, but compared with Zi Xianfei, they were still far behind.

Great God Pangu frowned, but still chose to believe in the Holy Lord.

"Is he really going to take action against Zixian Fei?"

"What are you afraid of? His cultivation is so advanced that fighting Zixian Fei will be a real fight between dragons and tigers!"

Luokong Hua and others could not help but be excited. Although they were defeated by the Holy Lord and Evil Lai, there was no resentment or jealousy in their hearts, only admiration for the strong.

It can be said that their defeat this time not only did not bring any negative impact to them, but actually made their fighting spirit even higher.

But the more this happens, the more they want to know who is the more powerful existence between the Holy Lord and Zi Xianfei.

Will Zixian Fei be able to continue to maintain the myth of being undefeated, or will the Holy Lord break the myth and suppress Zixian Fei?

"Stubborn!"

Zi Xianfei raised his eyebrows slightly, raised his right hand and pointed with his index finger, as if he wanted to suppress the Holy Lord like an ant.

"Is it?"

The smile on the Holy Lord's face suddenly became thicker. He just took one step forward and pointed out the same thing. He was even more domineering than Zi Xianfei!

"boom!"

The raging power of heaven exploded. At this moment, Shengzun and Zi Xianfei showed powerful power that all the powerful people in the eight realms of heaven present could not imagine in their dreams.

Chaos was surging, and countless small worlds were born and destroyed in an instant. Some heavenly beings were even affected because they were too close to the Holy Lord and Zixian Fei, and suffered heavy injuries in an instant, and flew out one after another!

"Crack!"

There was a crisp cracking sound, and it turned out to be Zi Xianfei's index finger that was easily broken off by the Holy Lord!

"you……"

Zi Xianfei's expression finally changed, as if he did not expect that the Holy Lord, who seemed to be in the early stage of the Eighth Realm of Heaven, would possess such terrifying combat power.

The murderous intention and anger in his heart broke out, but before he could make another move, the Holy Lord had already slapped him!

"Are you arrogant in front of me? Who gave you the courage?"

"Snapped!"

Cold questions and clear slaps sounded at the same time. Zi Xianfei's left cheek had swollen, and a slap mark was clearly printed on it by the Holy Lord.

"Do you really think that since you are a little monster from the Ten Thousand Gods Mountain, I can't suppress you and dare not kill you?"

"Snapped!"

Another slap sounded, and Zi Xianfei's right cheek also swelled.

Behind them, Luokong Hua and others couldn't help but twitch at the corners of their mouths. They all thought about how they couldn't be too relaxed when the Holy Lord and Evil came to suppress them in the Red Flame Tomb.

Moreover, compared to the Zi Xianfei in front of him, the Holy Lord was infinitely more polite when he treated them.

"you wanna die!"

Zixian Fei roared, he is a little monster cultivated by the Ten Thousand Gods Mountain. He crushed Pang Xian, the number one person on the Hundred Heroes list, a hundred thousand years ago. Now he has raised his cultivation level to the peak of the Eight Heavenly Realms. He is a being with a bright future.

In his life, let alone being slapped, even being underestimated has never happened!

But now, he was slapped by the Holy Lord one after another, which was simply unbearable and unbearable for him!

"boom!"

Zi Xianfei's momentum increased again, and a heavenly treasure like a fairy sword appeared in his hand. He had murderous intentions towards the Holy Lord. Even if he might lose the legendary treasure, he would kill the Holy Lord!

Not only that, he also wants to kill everyone present to vent the anger and murderous intention in his heart!

"What? You can't stand it anymore?"

The Holy Lord smiled contemptuously, stretched out his right hand, and in the eyes of everyone in disbelief, he actually grabbed Zi Xianfei's long sword!

No matter how Zi Xianfei used his methods, his long sword was unable to harm the Holy Lord at all, and even withdrawing the long sword became a luxury!

"I lack a boy beside me, so just follow me for a million years!"

The Holy Lord slapped it with a palm, and the words in his mouth were like an edict, full of tyranny that could not be disobeyed.

Zi Xianfei immediately felt a terrible crisis. He instinctively wanted to let go of his sword and escape, but it was still too late.

"Snapped!"

The Holy Lord's palm fell on Zi Xianfei's head, and all the power in the latter's body was instantly suppressed. His whole body became like a stone sculpture, and he could no longer move at all.

"You...you are looking for death!"

Zi Xianfei roared, with a ferocious look on his face.

He desperately tried to break free from the blockade, but found that no matter what method he used, it had no effect.

What made him even more horrified was that all his Dao Fruits were being penetrated by a strange force. It seemed that soon, his Dao Fruits would no longer have any secrets.

Such a situation had never happened to him before even when he faced those at the top of the Nine Realms of Heaven at the Ten Thousand Gods Mountain!

The only time he was lucky enough to be summoned by Pan Shi, the Lord of the Ten Thousand Gods Mountain, was that the latter's gaze made him feel like he had been completely seen through.

But, what kind of cultivation is the Holy Lord? What kind of cultivation is the rock?

How can the Holy Lord, who is only in the early stage of the Eight Heavenly Realms, be compared with the Rock of the Principle Source Realm, and even possess strange abilities similar to those of the powerful ones in the Principle Source Realm?

"What? Could it be that you don't want to be my boy, but my mount?"

The Holy Lord snorted coldly. Before he finished speaking, Zi Xianfei felt like a duck with its neck strangled, and no longer dared to make any sound.

Outsiders may not know what Zixianfei's true form is, but Zi Xianfei knows very well in his heart that his true form is a heterogeneous unicorn with extraordinary bloodline, which makes him a little monster valued by Wanshen Mountain.
Chapter completed!