Chapter 2078 He Is a Jindan Stage, What Can You Do if You Let Him Fight? (1/86)

For Hong Siqi, this was not a question of whether the Sword Saint disciple was in the Jindan stage.

He was an immortal, and was slapped in the face by a cultivator in the Jindan stage. No matter who this cultivator was, it would not be good for his reputation.

And there were so many people recording with equipment here!

Hong Siqi saw that some people had started live streaming!

This was too much!

They were all waiting to see him laugh!

"Master Yuanzun..." Hong Siqi begged, facing the sky, and his voice even began to reveal a cry. It was unbelievable that a dignified immortal, who took out a loan to cultivate immortality, was so humble.

Let's not talk about whether the strength of this Mi Xiu Yuanzun was stronger than Hong Siqi. Even if it was not, Hong Siqi would not dare to act rashly.

For a big man of this level, God knows if there are any masters hidden behind him...

He thought that he had achieved the status of an immortal and had become the first person in the Hua Xiu bloodline to reach the peak of the realm of immortals. Unexpectedly, this Sword Saint was even more outrageous than him and was directly canonized!

The key is that in Huaxiu Country, there are nine other people as famous as the Sword Saint!

Each of the ten generals is extraordinary!

And they have all been promoted to the ninth level of the True Immortal Realm a long time ago. The strongest Explosive Saint in the rumor: Bai Xing! The comprehensive combat power ranks first among the ten generals.

Although there is no news of being promoted to the Immortal Lord, who knows if these people will practice secretly behind your back...

In terms of news blockade, almost all the top cultivation countries in this world have their own routines, which always makes people feel that they are hard to guard against.

"No! Master Yuanzun... If he hits me, it's not my face, but your face!" Hong Siqi begged.

"Pah!"

As a result, before Wang Muyu's slap fell, Mi Xiu Yuanzun slapped him first across the distant void.

This slap directly left a bright red five-finger mark on his cheek. On the one hand, Mi Xiu Yuanzun used his own actions to respond to the rude behavior just now.

On the other hand, Mi Xiu Yuanzun himself was testing whether Hong Siqi was really in a sealed spirit state and could not use the power of the realm to counterattack.

As a result, everything was as the Sword Saint said.

Saint realm.

It was really scary...

Immortal realm, since the legend of Zhenyuan Immortal, the highest realm of the earth has been restricted because of the International True Immortal Convention.

But now, who can imagine that even if you are promoted to Immortal, it will become less valuable.

Because in the eyes of the world, the highest realm is a legendary existence.

But where is the end of the realm?

As long as people have desires, they will continue to pursue.

So the modern cultivation world is also a game of "Dark Forest Law" in the universe?

As long as you still have a trump card in your hand that has not been sacrificed, no cultivation country will easily provoke a war, because no one will choose to take the risk behind them and become a sinner in this world.

Therefore, Hong Siqi must take this palm.

It's not that because he has become a naturalized Mi Xiu country, he can't take this slap.

After all, it was the difference in understanding that caused the deviation.

At least at present, Mi Xiuyuanzun's attitude is very clear. He wants to use the palm of the sword master's apprentice to completely cut off the last blood connection between Hong Siqi and Hua Xiuguo.

Only hatred can push a person to move forward and keep going.

Mi Xiuyuanzun calculated very well. He felt that Hong Siqi's palm might be a good thing. On the road of cultivation, not everyone can become an immortal by taking the white road.

Since ancient times, there have been those who have gone further and further on the detour.

To put it bluntly, it is blackening.

How does the saying go?

Whitening is half as weak as blackening, and blackening is three times stronger.

This saying is not completely unreasonable.

"He is just a golden elixir. You let him hit a palm, it doesn't hurt, so what can happen?"

Perhaps in order to take care of Hong Siqi's last bit of face, Mi Xiuyuanzun's voice came directly through the void this time, and communicated directly with Hong Siqi himself.

These words were said firmly, and Hong Siqi completely gave up the hope of resistance.

But in fact, when everyone was discussing whether to fight or not, and were all watching the excitement, the most nervous person was actually Wang Muyu.

The little guy looked calm on the surface, but in fact he was panicking inside.

Of course he didn't want to fight.

After all, even Wang Muyu himself didn't know what would happen if he slapped him.

But now the water ball protected him very well, and there were Zhang Ziqian and Yue Lingwei over there to cover him, so even if Wang Muyu took action, he felt that he would probably find someone to blame.

Alas...

Maybe, this is your fate, Xiao Hong.

Wang Muyu sighed inwardly.

After all, he has been imitating Wang Ling, so every time before taking action, he would ask himself about things like compassion for the common people...

But now he found that no matter whether you have compassion or not, there will be times like this, when someone begs you to fight.

Even those monks who were joining in the fun began to make a fuss.

They couldn't actually hear the conversation from Mi Xiu Yuan Zun, but they had Zhang Ziqian, the considerate translator.

This matter was directly instigated by Zhang Ziqian.

"Disciple of the Sword Saint! I don't know who you are, but this is a good opportunity for you to become famous! Your master has paved the way for you, and you don't even dare to fight with this palm?"

"Yeah! If you don't give me this slap, it won't be fun!"

…

So are these people born to be abused?

Wang Muyu doesn’t understand.

His young mind was greatly shocked at this time, as if he had grown up in an instant.

Since, he wants to be beaten.

Then he will no longer be polite...

He was under the cover of the water polo, and everyone saw a drop of water slowly separating from the water polo. This was a drop of water that had been carefully carved. People with eyesight could see it if they looked closely. A small drop of water was accurately pinched into the shape of a palm.

"This is the sword master's Wuji swordsmanship...the legendary trick of dripping water through stone!"

Some people still recognized this trick.

Wang Muyu is now learning and selling his skills, but in fact he is also verifying his identity as a disciple of the Sword Master in front of everyone.

This way, even if something happens later, at least everyone will not turn their attention to Wang Ling.

Hong Siqi saw this scene from a distance. He imagined that Wang Muyu came closer and slapped him, but he never expected that the slap turned into water droplets and came from a distance.

He was relieved, stood up directly, raised his head and chest, and laughed on the spot: "Junior, this little drop of water of yours may not even be able to penetrate my cassock."

However, the laughter stopped suddenly when the water droplet slowly flew halfway, thinking that the speed of the water droplet suddenly accelerated at this moment!

A golden avenue spreads forward from the water droplet itself. It is extremely divine and dazzling, leading directly to Hong Siqi's chest! Like beams of sunlight.

At first, no one cared that it was just a drop of water, a palm shot by a golden elixir monk, or a beam of light suddenly bursting out from the air, until the beam of light hit Hong Siqi's chest.

Then the water droplet starts propelling forward at the speed of light...

boom!

When they got closer, Wang Muyu's water droplet just got close to Hong Siqi and exploded in an instant!

Under the astonished eyes of everyone, a small mushroom cloud rose from Yama Island...