The rupture of the holy realm brought a strong backlash.

The Holy Lord Yuji, who was dazed to the point of being dazzled, finally waited for the imperial weapon attack that he was guarding against at the beginning.

But at this time, he was no longer able to organize the resistance.

"Peak Holy Realm!"

Teng!

Nanqiu suddenly stood up and stared at the "Sacred World of Indulgence" swung out of Caiyu Sword.

A holy lord not only possesses extraordinary imperial weapons, but also has a peak level. How could this make him look so slutty?

His portable sword is not as good as that.

The Holy Lord of the Feather, who faces this sword,

It was completely broken without any suspense.

His holy realm was already full of holes by the source technique, so he could not withstand the destruction of the holy realm of the same level.

boom!

With a loud bang, his holy realm was divided into pieces.

A sword light flashed, and the genius lord who had defeated four peak realm gods alone died.

Clam!

Jiang Cheng was so cool that he returned to the sword and entered the sheath.

Although the whole process used a lot of means, it only took one or two seconds.

As everyone imagined, the anxious scene of you going back and forth did not happen.

When they came to their senses, Jiang Cheng had already collected the spoils.

Looking at the blood splashing on the ground and on many tables, the scene was silent.

Hengyun, who was originally very unhappy with Jiang Cheng, carefully erased his hostility.

The expression became extremely peaceful.

Because he didn't understand the battle just now.

Ask yourself, he, a partial god, could not defeat the Holy Lord Yuji so quickly, let alone kill him.

After a brief silence, the hall suddenly exploded.

"The Holy Lord Yuji was killed!"

Everyone couldn't wait to express their shock, as if only in this way could they calm down their intense mood.

"My God, is the battle just now true?"

"Oh my God, what strength and what method is this?"

"The origin suddenly disappeared for a moment just now. Have you noticed it?"

"I noticed it, but the 75th-level source technique is even more incredible. Can anyone have so many original divine cores..."

"Is this an ordinary holy lord?"

"I believe it,

I completely believe what the Grand Priest Nanqiu just said!”

"This person really cannot be treated as a holy Lord,

He is indeed qualified to sit there.”

"Really deserved!"

"How could it be simple for a person who can dominate in that era?"

"No one in this palace is his opponent!"

Listen to their comments,

Nanqiu knew that his instigation plan had failed.

He guessed that Jiang Cheng could win,

But I didn't expect him to win so easily and quickly.

In one battle, everyone was defeated, and there was no slight dissatisfaction.

Next, no one will provoke this fierce man without knowing how to do anything.

However, Nanqiu also got some useful information.

‘Mysterious means to isolate the origin.’

‘75th level source technique.’

‘The extraordinary imperial weapon contained the peak holy realm.’

He had to admit that the previous caution of Master and the Blood Emperor Xiu was somewhat reasonable.

If this hadn't been seen with my own eyes, who would have believed that an ordinary saint could do this?

"However, this strength seems to be not enough to defeat the partial god, right?"

"It would be a bit exaggerating to say that we are eight partial gods who cannot defeat him."

These thoughts were silently turning in his heart, but he was silent on the surface.

"Brother Jiang's strength is indeed extremely amazing, even I was shocked."

The priest under his command quickly cleaned the battlefield. Nanqiu didn't even look at it, but instead joked in a self-deprecating tone.

"I originally wanted to learn some basics while Brother Jiang took action."

"As a result, everything happened so quickly that I didn't learn anything. It's a pity..."

Jiang Cheng was too lazy to beat around the bush with this smiling tiger.

"Since you are so regretful, I will satisfy my wish."

"ah?"

Nanqiu was stunned, "What does Brother Jiang mean?"

Jiang Cheng's right hand held the hilt of the sword again.

"It means we have a fight too."

When the words came to an end, his sword had already pointed at the southern hill opposite.

The scene where there were originally discussions,

It suddenly became quiet again.

Everyone looked at Jiang Cheng with an incredible look on his face, looking at the tip of the sword.

What happened?

Isn’t this person a distinguished guest of the Grand Priest of Nanqiu?

Why did you suddenly draw your sword at him?

Several priests from the headquarters of Tianlu Palace immediately snatched them out.

“Bold!”

"What are you going to do?"

"In my Tianlu Palace, how dare you draw your sword to the Nanqiu Grand Priest..."

"Stop talking, don't be rude to distinguish guests!"

Nanqiu was actually a little caught off guard, but he still maintained his superficial demeanor.

He waved his hand to let the priest retreat, and he pretended to be puzzled and spread his hands.

"What is this for Brother Jiang? Could it be that I neglected you and made you dissatisfied?"

Brother Cheng's mouth floated slightly, "No, I am very satisfied with your reception and can be said to be at home."

"Why is Brother Jiang..."

“Isn’t this what you want?”

Brother Cheng also showed confusion, "You need me to fight at this banquet to cheer up, I fully meet your requirements."

"And you think it was too fast just now and didn't learn anything, so I'll give you a one-on-one teaching now. Isn't this considerate enough?"

Everyone said that they had learned it.

It turns out that the challenge can be said so fresh and refined.

"There is no need for us two?"

Nanqiu naturally doesn't want to take action personally.
To be continued...