Heavenly War God

0Seeing the tension between the two of them, Taoist felt really awkward. He had never thought that such a thing would happen.    

    

"Duan, Duan Lord, please show mercy." No matter how anxious Taoist was, he still politely begged.    

    

Shen Yih didn't know, but he knew it very well.    

    

The person in front of him was called Duan Qingkong. He was the son of a royal minister, a noble.    

    

He did not know why Duan Qingkong would appear here for no reason!    

    

Once he got angry, even the Spirit River Sect might not be able to withstand his anger.    

    

The Spirit River Sect was still considered one of the three big sects in the Hundred Thousand Demonic Beast Mountain, but in the eyes of Duan Qingkong and the others, it could only be considered a small power in a remote place.    

    

Shen Yih was a genius that he had high hopes for. The future glory and disgrace of the Spirit River Sect might be entrusted to him.    

    

Looking at the Hundred Thousand Demonic Beast Mountain, whether it was Lin Yingru of the Spirit River Sect or Xue Xiaochai who was called the number one genius, Taoist Xuan could see through her limits.    

    

Only Shen Yih could do it. He had a feeling that he couldn't see through her. He didn't want Shen Yih to provoke her and ruin his future.    

    

"Taoist Xuanji?"    

    

Duan Qingkong recognized the man who had suddenly appeared in front of him. He said coldly, "Is he from your Spirit River Sect? "Don't tell me you want to protect him?"    

    

"I dare not." Taoist hurriedly shook his head and said, "I dare not." "Duan Lord, Shen Yih just didn't recognize you. He didn't recognize you. I will apologize to you on his behalf."    

    

"Replace? Can you do it?" Duan Qingkong said coldly, "His life and Wyvern Demon's blood are mine today. I want to see who has the guts to stop me."    

    

"Duan Lord, Shen Yih is willing to give up his blood, and our Spirit River Sect is willing to pay a great price as compensation. Please forgive his offense this time." Profound Theory Taoist said anxiously. At the same time, he said sternly to Shen Yih, "Shen Yih, why haven't you returned the Demon Blood of the Wyvern Demon to Young Master Duan?"    

    

Duan Qingkong looked at Shen Yih with disdain. Whether this man was killed or not was entirely up to him.    

    

However, a strong dragon could not suppress a local snake. He had some serious business to attend to in Hundred Thousand Demonic Beast Mountain. If he was vague about this matter, his father would punish him for it.    

    

He did not believe that the other party would still have the courage to refuse him after knowing his identity.    

    

My patience is limited. Duan Qingkong said coldly.    

    

Unexpectedly, Shen Yih only said one word. "I never said I would give it to you."    

    

Duan Qingkong's expression became gloomy all of a sudden. He laughed in extreme anger, "Are you courting death?"    

    

Taoist felt his vision turning dark. If it wasn't for the True Human Stage, he would have really scared Shen Yih to death. This was Duan Qingkong's request. Had Shen Yih gone mad?!    

    

When Shen Yih faced the genius of Bandits, Chengfeng, his strength had indeed exceeded his imagination. However, this didn't mean that he had the strength to challenge Duan Qingkong!    

    

Duan Qingkong was a Ninth Layer of Sight Stage warrior, and his cultivation base was more than a level higher than Shen Yih's. The Cultivation was the Cultivation Technique of a noble family. The quality of the Cultivation Technique was not something the Spirit River Sect could compare with.    

    

Whether it was in terms of power or strength, Shen Yih had absolutely no chance of winning against Duan Qingkong. Why couldn't he endure it for a while and seek his own death?    

    

Profound Theory Taoist still wanted to save the situation, but Duan Qingkong's killing intent was boiling, and it was difficult to stop him!    

    

"Haha, what did you just say?" Duan Qingkong laughed maniacally. "I haven't met someone as arrogant as you in a long time. Profound Theory Taoist, you are still standing here. Are you trying to stop me?"    

    

Taoist Xuanji could only sigh and stand aside.    

    

"Shen Yih, he is really strong. I couldn't stop those purple threads even if I tried my best. You must be careful." Tan Qi bit her lower lip and reminded him.    

    

Tan Qi wanted to help Shen Yih deal with the other party, but Taoist Xuan was on the side. She definitely wouldn't allow such a thing to happen.    

    

When Xu Wentine and Xu Lingxiu found out about Duan Qingkong's identity, their faces turned pale with fright. This man in front of them actually came from the royal family?    

    

To them, the Spirit River Sect was already an unattainable existence, let alone the royal family. To them, it was already a legend. Shen Yih, could he really win?    

    

"It's fine. Wait for me by the side for a while." After saying that, Shen Yih looked at his opponent coldly. He pointed his long spear at Duan Qingkong. The Aura around his body started to spread, and a golden light covered his entire body.    

    

"Are you finished?" Duan Qingkong smiled and said in a frivolous manner. "If you are done talking, then die! Today, I'll let you see what a true genius is! "    

    

As he finished speaking, purple lines appeared around his body.    

    

If it was an ordinary Cultivation Technique of the Cultivation, even if it was at the Ninth Layer of Sight Stage or half-step True Human Stage, it would be impossible for it to be like Duan Qingkong, who had Taoist's attack method and could condense the Genuine Qi into a line. This was enough to show how powerful the Cultivation Technique of the Cultivation was.    

    

The gap between the True Human Stage and Sight Stage was like a natural chasm, and the Cultivation Technique of the Cultivation could cross this natural chasm!    

    

Facing the sudden attack of the purple line, Shen Yih's long spear trembled as he thrust forward.    

    

"You still want to break my purple line with your Spear Arts Breaking Technique? Dream on!" Under Duan Qingkong's control, these purple lines weaved back and forth in the air. Their speed was extremely fast and dazzling. One by one, they formed a torrent of purple lines that rushed towards Shen Yih.    

    

Shen Yih kept retreating, but if he took a step back, these purple threads would advance one step further. If he retreated again, he would have to retreat to Tan Qi's side. At this time, he decisively chose to attack and did not retreat.    

    

"Haha, you are courting death!" Duan Qingkong smiled coldly and suddenly pulled back. Without waiting for Shen Yih to rush in front of him, these purple threads had already wrapped around him. Moreover, they were weaving continuously, like cocoons made by silkworms. They were airtight and did not give Shen Yih any time to escape.    

    

"Hehe, I thought you were very powerful. I never thought you wouldn't even be able to block one of my attacks." Duan Qingkong's voice was full of ridicule.    

    

When he faced Taoist's dissuasion just now, This Shen Yih still insisted on fighting him. He thought that his opponent really had some incredible trump card, but now, it seemed like his opponent was just an arrogant person who didn't know the immensity of heaven and earth, and wasn't worth mentioning at all.    

    

Duan Qingkong had absolute confidence in this move of his. Within the Sight Stage, no one was able to break free from his cocoon.    

    

Even if there were a few people in the royal family who were stronger than him, if they wanted to defeat him, they would have to escape before he finished spinning the cocoon and wait for an opportunity to attack.    

    

"Can Shen Yih break free?" Tan Qi asked anxiously.    

    

Even her dragon scale could not resist the attack of the purple line. It could be seen how terrifying the power of the purple line was. Could Shen Yih's physical body withstand it?    

    

"Difficult."    

    

Profound Theory Taoist shook his head bitterly and said with a worried expression, "Shen Yih is only at the fifth level of the Sight Stage. His cultivation base is not as high as Duan Qingkong's. Furthermore, Duan Qingkong's purple silk cocoon is very famous even in the royal family. I'm afraid Shen Yih is going to die."    

    

Profound Theory Taoist's heart was also filled with struggle. He blamed Shen Yih for being reckless, and he was hesitating whether he should step forward and help.    

    

This side was the son of a minister of the royal family, an existence that even the Spirit River Sect couldn't afford to offend. The other side was Shen Yih, a genius that would decide the future of the Spirit River Sect.    

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Even though he knew very well that Shen Yih might die on the spot, he still didn't have the courage to step forward. If he acted rashly, even if he was Taoist, he wouldn't be able to bear the consequences of angering Duan Qingkong.    

    

However, could it be that he had to watch helplessly as the genius of Spirit River Sect fell here?    

    

"Hey! Shen Yih is a member of your Spirit River Sect. If an old man like you doesn't save him, you won't save me!" Tan Qi gritted her teeth and was about to attack. Even if she died today, she would die.    

    

"Wait!"    

    

Just as Tan Qi was about to attack, Taoist Xuan suddenly felt a wave of fluctuation coming from the purple net cocoon. He hurriedly stopped Tan Qi.    

    

The result of the fight did not seem to be what he thought it would be!