What Liu Mang said is only one aspect.

Even if Kong Huameng is not a master, he cannot sit back and watch people from this world being so humiliated by monks from other worlds.

The two sides have had a blood feud for at least a thousand years, which is difficult to resolve.

This antagonistic relationship has gone beyond personal hatred.

But when the disciples of the Beast Control Sect heard this, they all felt that Liu Mang was being clever and started to curse.

"Who are you riding on?"

"The boy who is seeking death, let me deal with him later!"

"The descendants of sinners should kill themselves to atone for their sins and wash away their sins."

"With a great monk like Deacon Shi here, how can he have a chance to be so rampant?"

"Let me chop off this arrogant native's head!"

Liu Mang's eyes turned cold after hearing this.

"Noisy."

A pale white silk thread of Gangqi shot out from his fingertips and wrapped around the Beast Controlling Sect disciple closest to him.

When the disciple saw this, he was not panicked and sneered.

The yellow talisman in his hand burned and turned into a blue firebird that was taller than Liu Mang, facing the white aura silk thread.

The temperature of the firebird was extremely high, and when it flapped its wings, the void on the ground was shaking a little.

And its speed was so fast that it even formed afterimages, completely submerging the Gang Qi threads in a blink of an eye.

The beast-controlling sect disciple laughed and said: "It's a small trick...well..."

Then, his laughter stopped abruptly.

It turned out that the moment his Firebird touched the Gangqi Silk Thread, it exploded with a 'bang' and turned into nothingness.

It's like a punctured rubber ball.

Threads of Gang Qi, thinner than needle thread, continued to shoot towards him.

At this time, in his eyes, it turned into an existence like a reminder.

Seeing this, a flash of physical pain flashed in the disciple's eyes, and he took out the amulet from the bottom of the box.

The amulet spontaneously ignited without wind, and suddenly formed a translucent blue light mask with no blind spots three feet outside his body.

This amulet is a third-level talisman that he finally bought, which has reached the foundation building level.

Never use it until it is a life or death situation.

Thinking of this, he felt angry and decided to find an opportunity to take revenge.

But he will never have this chance.

The white Gang Qi silk thread was tightly wrapped around the blue protective light shield.

Only an inaudible "squeaking" sound was heard, like cutting an apple, the photomask was cut in half!

"impossible!"

The man yelled in horror.

puff!

His body was then cut off at the waist, and the wound was extremely smooth.

But the Gangqi silk thread has not disappeared yet. It keeps twisting back and forth in the air and continues to shoot towards the second disciple. Suddenly

"Deacon Stone, save me!"

That disciple saw that the amulets at the foundation level of his companions were all ineffective, and he didn't even have an amulet.

Scared out of his wits, he hurriedly ran away to Butler Shi.

"court death!"

There was anger in Butler Shi's eyes, feeling that Liu Mang didn't take him seriously by killing someone in front of him like this.

He stretched out his hands and put them on his chest, making the seals at a dizzying speed. At the same time, he muttered words, and his body surged with spiritual power.

In an instant, an agile yellow flying dragon with fangs and claws appeared in mid-air.

The flying dragon was more than ten feet long, with blue-purple flames burning all over its body. The shape of its claws, tail, and head were clearly visible.

As soon as he appeared, everyone present felt that the temperature around them suddenly increased a lot, and their bodies began to sweat profusely.

And his eyes, which were as big as millstones, could still move, and they suddenly looked at Liu Mang, with ferocious murderous intent shooting out of them.

Then, the flying dragon flew quickly towards Liu Mang.

Wherever he passed, the ground was pitch black, and the weeds and dead trees were burning one after another.

Deacon Shi actually planned to kill Liu Mang first. As for the safety of his disciples, he didn't care.

Seeing this, the white silk thread of Gangqi in the air suddenly changed its direction and shot at Butler Shi's magic flying dragon.

The fire dragon slapped the silk thread with one claw.

But the silk thread was much faster than he expected, easily dodging the fire dragon's attack, and instead flexibly wrapped around its neck.

‘Pooh!’

It has the same fate as the mask formed by the amulet.

The fire dragon's neck was easily cut open, and its head and body were separated.

Then, the huge body exploded and turned into countless blue-purple flames, shooting in all directions!

"Hide quickly!"

Someone yelled.

Many of the Qi-training disciples of the Beast Control Sect present ran away desperately, only regretting that their parents had lost two legs.

But there were still two unlucky ones whose bodies were hit by flames and instantly turned into two burning men.

Screaming and crying, and rolling on the ground in despair, but to no avail.

Soon, they turned into two handfuls of black ashes, were blown up by the wind, disappeared without a trace, and left this world forever.

"Gangqi?" Deacon Shi narrowed his eyes, "I almost missed a big fish. If I give you a little more time, even I might not be able to catch you.

But if you seek your own death and seek it out on your own initiative, even God can't help you!"

Liu Mang looked at Butler Shi coldly: "Is there a possibility that you can't take it now?"

"Hahahahaha!" Deacon Shi said as if he had heard the funniest joke, "Foolish martial artist, you never know how powerful a monk is!

So that you know that even the most powerful warrior is just an ordinary person.

If you don't understand immortal magic and only practice your physical body, no matter how strong your strength is or how strong your defense is, you will never be a single enemy of my flying sword.

In the vast sea world, I am only worthy of being a slave!"

"Kneel down and surrender to me now. If I'm in a good mood, I won't be able to spare your life and accept you as a strongman.

If you are stubborn, your fate will be even worse than that of Grandmaster Kong Huameng!"

After saying that, he demonstratively looked at Kong Huameng, who was lying on the ground in a pool of blood.

His arms were broken, his eyes were blind, his body was covered with earth thorns, and he was riddled with holes. He was extremely miserable and had little breath left.

Butler Shi had a contemptuous smile on his face.

At the same time, an invisible black shadow kept flying around Deacon Stone. Occasionally it stopped, and the cold light emitted by it could be seen.

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"Master Deacon, kill this native to avenge A Liang!"

"It's not enough to just kneel down, you have to use the heart-eating Gu, making him suffer heartbreaking pain every day!"

"Despicable native!"

"ah!!"

A scream was heard, and everyone's expressions changed instantly, and they looked around in confusion.

Everyone looked and saw that another disciple was cut into two pieces by the Gang Qi silk thread.

It turned out that Liu Mang had unknowingly released the second Gang Qi.

"A bunch of idiots." Liu Mang said coldly.

"Looking for death!" Butler Shi was furious, feeling his face burning because Liu Mang actually killed another person in front of him. Suddenly

The wild words he had just uttered now seemed like a joke.

He waved.

The black shadow surrounding him flew out with a 'whoosh' sound.
To be continued...