"Are you sure it's an altar and not a pot?"

Qixun nodded: "It's true what I said."

"Deli."

The uncle with the beard happily raised his big hand like a cattail leaf fan and slapped it out. What he just said flew out with his mouth full of blood.

Everyone who had experienced such powerful power already knew that this bearded man was a martial saint, so even those who were incited by him could only endure the humiliation and pain and did not dare to say a word.

Qixun chuckled: "How happy were you when you were in the first year of junior high school? Others couldn't accept it when they were in the fifteenth year? Those who kill people will always kill them, and those who humiliate others will always humiliate them. Why did you slap yourself on the face?

Aren’t you happy anymore?”

The people in the Gods' Death Realm were afraid of the reputation of the Qiu-bearded Martial Saint, and no one spoke up.

People from other realms who came to watch the excitement felt that the little female cultivator in front of them was really arrogant. However, it was so arrogant that it made people happy.

Qixun glanced at the people in the Divine Death Realm, and took out the small statues of the two monks: "Hand over these two guys and their accomplices! I don't want to dirty my hands anymore, you kill them, this matter

Wipe it off with one stroke, otherwise, from now on, I will fight with the people in the God of Death World until death!"

The people in the God's Death Realm cursed in their hearts, Damn it, where did this stinky girl come from, just a little martial artist, relying on the power of the bearded martial saint, how dare you make such a big deal here! What else is there to write off, this is what you want to write off.

Something that can be written off?

Today it is not a person from the God's Death World who is humiliated, but the face of the entire God's Death World is being thrown to the ground and stepped on again and again by a little martial artist? How can we give up?

Even if you have a beard-bearded martial sage to back you up.

The world of gods is not afraid of a bearded martial saint!

As for the fight to the death, how can you, a little martial artist, be worthy of such harsh words?

If it weren't for the Martial Saint with the beard, I would have ripped apart your bones, absorbed your soul and devoured your soul, and you would never be able to stand up again!

However, the situation is stronger than the people, no matter how disdainful they are, no one speaks out.

The monks from other realms who were trapped in the blockade were also surprised that this little female cultivator had reached this level and dared to threaten people from the God of Death realm.

Is this really reliable, or is it just mindless?

The two parties were stunned by Qi Xun's words. No one said anything, and it seemed like they were in a stalemate. However, a figure flew not far away from the side opposite the Qiuxun Martial Saint.

With the Martial Saint with the beard around, Qixun knew that even if this person from the Gods' Death Realm was a Martial Saint, he would not really fight to the death for a few monks and the Martial Saint with the beard who were not from this realm. What's more, this mess is still that cruel.

It was caused by a few monks.

Even if Qixun doesn't make such a request at this time, those monks will definitely not end well in the future.

The people in the Gods of Death world just want to tear them apart from their skin and bones.

Therefore, Qixun was very calm.

I heard that man say in a cold voice: "Holy Lord Qiubeard, do you want to start a war with the Gods of Death? Does the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect know that you are acting so arrogantly?"

The bearded uncle laughed: "Lao Cai Gang, why are you so serious? How can I, a casual cultivator, start a war with the powerful Gods of Death? What you said is terrifying. It's not impossible."

"Hmph," the man snorted coldly, "If you didn't have such intention, why did you come to the territory of my God's Death Realm today? With such provocation, do you really think that there is no one in my God's Death Realm?"

The old uncle with the beard was aggrieved and said that it was wrong for you to speak like this and that you should be reasonable: "You are a powerful person in the world of gods and death. If a small master or a great master comes in and stomps his feet, the whole world will be shaken. How can I be fine?"

Slap you in the face?

I won’t get any rewards even if I hit him. I’m a physical practitioner, so my hands will hurt.

Laocaibangzi, you have to be reasonable, right? You arrested my little sister, and you don't want me to come and demand her life?

I honestly brought my girl here to ask for someone, but you not only refused to give me someone, but you also attacked me if you disagreed with me. I am so old, how can I withstand the beatings of young people? I can't defend myself?"

If the old man with the beard called him a gangster, if he hadn't been concerned about his image, he would have wanted to yell, "You scoundrel! You made everyone in the world of God's Death fall to their knees, and you still wronged you?"

"That's not to say that he would kill and destroy the eyes and limbs of the monks in our realm. How vicious! Is this what we, the righteous monks, should do?"

After speaking, he looked at Qixun again: "It is really rare to have a poisonous mind at such a young age."

Qi Xun was not crazy enough to scold Wu Sheng, so he just hugged Xiao Xiao and remained silent.

The bearded uncle was not happy: "You are an old bastard, I can think clearly about right and wrong with my toes, but you still scold my girl?

Let me tell you, my girl is the only disciple of that guy Xiao Yidao! That guy has just been promoted to Martial Saint, and he is probably secretly thinking about who to train with. You have to think clearly, you call him his only disciple

Vicious, whether he likes it or not!

Why do you think Xiao Yidao was born in the worst small world, so you don’t take him seriously? I will tell him later, why do you look down on him, and even catch his disciples to bully and scold his disciples!

I'm not willing to take care of your matter. If I come here, at least you won't lose anything. If Xiao Yidao comes... Xiao Yidao is not a kind person like me. Humph! Girl, let's go

!”

Qi Xun raised the portrait in his hand: "Uncle, the person hasn't been killed yet."

The bearded uncle immediately stopped and looked at the Martial Saint of the Gods of Death: "My girl wants to kill someone, will you kill her?

Lao Cai Gangzi, we are all acquainted, I would like to remind you, you'd better kill me, otherwise, even if I don't interfere, Xiao Yidao will not care about her apprentice, but there will be more trouble for you to destroy the world of gods.

It's troublesome. When the time comes, don't blame me for not caring about friendship and not reminding you."

The Martial Saint who was called Lao Cai's gangster by the bearded uncle frowned when he heard this. He thought that he was the only Martial Saint in charge here. He really couldn't defeat this damn physical practitioner. If he really took action, he would only lose face even more.

.

Moreover, don’t take this guy too seriously. What he says is really not just nonsense. You still have to believe it.

But he couldn't think of anyone who was more difficult to deal with than Xiao Yidao, except that lunatic Xiao Yidao.

Could it be that this girl has some special origin?

Just that damn little place in the Hidden World of Gods?

Tens of thousands of years ago, their Divine Death Realm was able to destroy the Divine Hidden Realm. How could they be so easily afraid now?

only......

Forget it, after ten years of refining this time, they still have more important things to do. Let's put the other things aside for now. There is no need to cause trouble to themselves for a little girl's rescue trip.

Lao Caibangzi snorted coldly: "For the sake of your curly beard, I won't care about this matter."

After saying that, he used his spiritual power to capture the monk and his group, crushing them to death, and then said to the bearded martial saint: "Take your people and get out."

The bearded uncle glared and laughed again: "You are such a stingy person. I haven't seen you for a hundred years and you don't treat me to a drink or some side dishes. You are really stingy. You people in the world of gods are not generous.

Forget it, I won’t argue with you, my girl and I will just leave."

After saying that, he wrapped Qixun with his spiritual power, thought for a moment, glanced at the monks of the Gods of Death, and hummed: "Remind you, don't even think about taking revenge on my girl, otherwise you will die."

After threatening, the bearded uncle felt that this was not a threat, but a suggestion from his conscience. He is a kind and honest person!

I was moved for a second, then wrapped myself up in Qixun contentedly and teleported away.
Chapter completed!