Chapter 1322 Siege of Hehuan Sect (End)

"Thank you, thank you!"

Qu Feng's eyes widened and he said in disbelief. He didn't expect Yun Yi, whom he had always looked down upon, to have such terrifying strength.

That was the eighth-level spiritual master, and he was beaten to death by one punch. This was too terrifying.

The most important thing is that he also saved himself from the opponent's hands, which naturally made him grateful.

"Hurry up and clean up. A grown man was so scared that he peed. I'm so embarrassed for you."

Heifeng said mercilessly that he originally thought this guy was a nobody and even Yun Yi didn't take him seriously.

Unexpectedly, the silver-like gun head was frightened to the point of peeing before it was used. Even Bai He and the others were better than this kid. No matter what, they were not frightened to the point of peeing.

This is too embarrassing for a man.

"Yes Yes!"

Qu Feng's face turned red when Hei Feng said that, but he had nothing to do. Who would have thought that he would meet people from the Hehuan Sect when he arrived here, and they would kill him immediately after a disagreement, without even giving him a chance to respond.

However, as long as you can survive, it doesn't matter if you lose a few people.

So he quickly adjusted his condition, with a surge of spiritual power, he directly evaporated the water on his pants, and his whole body became high-spirited, as if what happened before had never happened.

"You don't have much courage, but you are quite thick-skinned. Forget it, Mr. Cat, I have a lot of people. If I don't have the same experience as you, just stay aside. This is not something you can participate in."

Heifeng was a little speechless, but he was too lazy to talk to them.

"My friend, it was just a misunderstanding. Let's get over it. What do you think?"

A disciple of the Hehuan Sect next to him frowned, his face a little heavy. He knew the strength of that person just now. He was in the eighth-level spiritual realm, but he was beaten to death by this person with one punch. His strength must be at least the spiritual saint realm. .

However, he didn't know when such a young saint-level powerhouse appeared in the outer realm of China.

But now, their main purpose is to leave the scope of Hehuan Sect as soon as possible, and it is not appropriate to start a big fight. Once the noise is too big and attracts the attention of the nine major forces, it will not be a joke.

Therefore, even if one of them dies now, they can only pretend that nothing happened.

"I'm afraid this won't work. After you arrived, you took action whenever you asked. You didn't take us seriously at all, and you almost killed my friend. Now you want to expose me with just one sentence. What do you think I am?"

Yun Yi snorted coldly, he was going to cause trouble for the Hehuan Sect, how could he let them get through so easily.

"you……"

This man was so angry that he was livid. You said it yourself, we just almost killed your friends, but you have already killed our people.

Now he is still holding on to it, where is his face?

"That is, my friend was so scared that he peed his pants and made him lose face. After that, he will definitely be ridiculed by others. Once he is ridiculed, he will not be able to think about it. If he can't think about it, he will commit suicide. Tell me, how should you make up for it? us?"

Hei Feng said in a serious tone, and these words revealed Qu Feng's thoughts, and he immediately responded: "Yes, I am the best person to save face. You have made me lose face. If you don't give me an explanation, I will now Just hit him and die here.”

"pretty."

Hei Feng glanced at Qu Feng. Unexpectedly, he would give him a divine assist at this time. He suddenly felt that this kid was no longer as useless as before, so he gave him an appreciative look.

"Then what do you want?"

A middle-aged man walked out, and the aura on his body was released. He was a strong man in the realm of spiritual saints.

"It's very simple. Just use a hundred or so sacred artifacts to compensate, and this matter will be over."

Heifeng completely ignored the powerful aura and aura emanating from this person, and opened his mouth to speak directly. As soon as these words came out, not only everyone in the Hehuan Sect was stunned, but Qu Feng and the others were also frightened.

There are still more than a hundred holy weapons. Can the entire China produce so many holy weapons?

"What, you can't take it out?"

Hei Feng said disdainfully: "There are only a hundred or so sacred weapons, and you can't take them out? Forget it, I'm afraid you can't take them out by the looks of you. If that's the case, then you all kneel down and kowtow to my friend three times. , and then you can leave, who told me, Mr. Cat, to have a lot of it?"

"you wanna die."

This person finally saw that these two guys were deliberately looking for trouble.

He really dared to keep his mouth open for more than a hundred sacred artifacts. If Hehuan Sect really had so many sacred artifacts, they would still be like this, like a bereaved dog, carrying the sect's classics and disciples with them. Run away?

Before, when he was in the Hehuan Sect, he had already suffered a lot. He was worried that he had no place to vent his worries, and this guy actually came to his door. In this case, he was not polite.

As he spoke, he rushed towards Yun Yi and punched him directly.

He is Nie Wudi, the leader of the Hehuan Sect. His cultivation has reached the peak of the first-level spiritual saint. He follows the path of physical training. He is an invincible existence among his peers.

Even if the boy in front of him really has the cultivation of a spiritual saint, he cannot be his opponent.

"Well come."

Yun Yi's eyes lit up. He was worried about not being able to find a decent opponent to test his strength. Then this guy appeared. He really got what he wanted.

Especially this kind of direct battle made his blood boil.

While speaking, he also punched Nie Wudi.

Neither of them used spiritual power, it was purely a physical contest.

Nie Wudi had absolute confidence in his physical body and strength. You know, he was not practicing an ordinary spiritual practice, but a powerful body-building technique called the Nine-Turn Body-Building Technique.

This technique is centered on improving the strength of the physical body. When practiced to the extreme, the physical body can become holy and indestructible.

Now, his Nine-Turn Body-Building Technique has been practiced to the seventh level, and his strength is as high as tens of millions of tons. It is easy for him to tear a dragon with his hands and shake mountains and rivers with his fists.

Although he could not see Yun Yi's specific cultivation, the highest would not exceed the second level of spiritual saint.

If it was just a comparison of strength and physical strength, he would not be afraid of even the third level of spiritual saint.

Bang!

Two sandbag-sized fists collided with each other under the gaze of everyone. The pure physical collision directly shattered the space at the contact point, and the terrible fluctuations spread out, shocking everyone present.

But compared to Yun Yi's calmness, Nie Wudi's face gradually showed a painful expression, and his eyes also revealed a trace of disbelief.

Finally, Nie Wudi could not bear the huge force from Yun Yi's fist, and the whole person was smashed out like a kite with a broken string, and fell heavily to the ground. It took him a long time to stand up.

However, his right arm was drooping, as if the bones were broken, and he could not lift it up.