"What!" The crowd suddenly became noisy. They did not expect that Li Qianmo would be so arrogant and actually want their lives. Many monks were ready to step forward and kill Li Qianmo on the spot.
Dan Chenzi was watching from a distance, and suddenly he showed great power and shouted: "Let me see who dares to touch a hair of my brother!"
Everyone immediately fell silent, and those who were eager to try shrank back in fear.
Li Qianmo glanced at them with a sneer and said, "Why, no one dares to come up and fight me?"
"I'm coming!" Sun Yidao suddenly took two steps forward and stood looking at Li Qianmo.
Li Qianmo glanced at him and said with a faint smile: "Elder Sun, I don't want to make enemies with you because of this matter. For the sake of fairness, you can admit defeat at any time in the competition. If you lose, you will not lose anything. If I lose, I will
Hand over the Kui Niu drum."
"What if you don't admit defeat?" someone in the crowd asked.
"Don't admit defeat?" Li Qianmo smiled coldly, raised his head and said, "I will kill you without any regrets!"
"Okay, that's fair!" Sun Yidao shouted, and suddenly he rushed towards Li Qianmo with both palms.
Li Qianmo sneered and faced him without hiding or dodging. Everyone saw this and screamed in surprise.
"Puff, puff." There were two muffled sounds, and Sun Yidao pressed his palms on Li Qianmo's chest and lower abdomen, but Li Qianmo stood with a smile on his face, seemingly unharmed.
"How is that possible!" Sun Yidao shouted in shock when he saw this, looking at Li Qianmo in disbelief.
Before he could react, Li Qianmo raised the corner of his mouth and said coldly: "It's my turn."
Before he finished speaking, he reached out with both hands, clamped Sun Yidao's wrist, and exerted force with both hands. There was a crunching sound, like the sound of exploding beans. Sun Yidao's arms were twisted into twists, and the crowd suddenly screamed.
more than.
"Ah..." Sun Yidao let out a scream that made people's hair stand on end.
Before the cry ended, Li Qianmo took action again, raising his right hand high with a crisp "pop" sound. The left side of Sun Yidao's face swelled up and turned red. There was blood in his mouth, which dyed his gray beard red.
"You..." Just as Sun Yidao was about to speak, Li Qianmo raised his hand again, and there was another crisp sound. The left side of Sun Yidao's face was also swollen by half an inch, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, mixed with three white teeth.
"Don't hurt my master!" A loud shout suddenly came out, and a young man in blue emerged from the crowd. His cultivation had reached the stage of just entering the Tao womb. As soon as he came out, he rushed towards Li Qianmo, pointing his fist at Li Qianmo.
The door across the street was knocked down.
"Get out!" Li Qianmo frowned and shouted coldly. He spun his feet and easily dodged the young man's punch. At the same time, he kicked the young man in the abdomen. The young man immediately flew out and crashed into the crowd. More than a dozen people were crushed.
The ground was wailing.
After Sun Yidao was slapped twice by Li Qianmo, his eyes were filled with stars, he was shaking his head, and his ears were filled with roaring sounds.
Li Qianmo threw him to the ground like trash and said coldly: "Do you still want the Kui Niu Gu?"
After Sun Yidao landed, he vomited out a large mouthful of blood and gasped: "You...how dare you do this to me..."
It's okay if he didn't say this. As soon as he said this, Li Qianmo's eyebrows suddenly stood up. He rushed up and picked him up. He couldn't help but slap his ears again. For a while, he only heard the sound of "pah, pah, pah...".
, all the monks in the audience were dumbfounded and shocked.
Li Qianmo slapped his ears for more than a dozen times before stopping. Sun Yidao's mouth was full of blood, his teeth were gushing out with blood, and his entire face had been beaten to the point of losing his human shape. It is estimated that some people believe that he is a demon.
"You...you..." After all, Sun Yidao is a giant master at the second level of Hedao. Although he was beaten like this, he is still full of vitality. He still tries hard to speak, but his face has become swollen and his words have become very painful.
It’s so difficult, even if I’m full of anger I can’t say a single word.
Li Qianmo grabbed Sun Yidao's neck and held him there in the air, with a stern look on his face. His physical strength was extremely strong. With a little force on his hand, Sun Yidao's neck was immediately squeezed. His eyes were bulging and bloodshot.
Blood gurgled out of his mouth.
"Let go of my master, let go of my master!" Sun Yidao's apprentice rushed over again, punching and kicking Li Qianmo, but Li Qianmo didn't move at all.
Dan Chenzi saw it clearly from a distance. He was worried that Li Qianmo would really kill Sun Yidao, which would cause big trouble. He couldn't help shouting: "Brother Li, spare him a life."
"Why don't you spare me!" Bai Mu suddenly yelled harshly, pointed at Sun Yi and cursed loudly, "It seems like a bitch like him just needs a beating. It's best to crush him to death with a click and it will be over."
Li Qianmo said with a ferocious look on his face: "That's right, I have long been unhappy with relying on my sect's power to dominate outside all day long. Others don't dare to kill you, but I, Li Qianmo, do!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone around him seemed to feel the cold air coming from Li Qianmo's body, and they all shivered.
As Li Qianmo spoke, he increased his strength on his hands. Sun Yidao's neck was strangled to the size of the mouth of a bowl. He kicked him with both feet and made a strange quacking sound, like a duck being held up by its neck.
Sun Yidao's disciples punched and kicked Li Qianmo continuously. Li Qianmo was annoyed by the beatings and shouted impatiently: "Get out!" He kicked him in the chest again, making a crunching sound, and the young man in blue flew away again.
He walked out, overwhelmed a crowd of people, vomited blood from his mouth, and could no longer get up.
Seeing that Sun Yidao was about to die in the hands of Li Qianmo, he suddenly saw a white figure coming out of the crowd, and it turned out to be Chu Xingyao.
Chu Xingyao walked to his side and said slowly: "Li... Qianmo."
"What's the matter?" Li Qian didn't even turn around, his eyes were full of anger as he stared at Sun Yi, who was about to die.
"Let him go." Chu Xingyao begged softly. The male cultivators present had never heard such a gentle tone from him before, and their bones all went numb for a moment.
"No!" Li Qianmo replied decisively, his voice extremely cold.
Chu Xingyao lowered his head and thought for a while, then said: "For the sake of my kindness, can't you do the same?"
Li Qianmo naturally knew that she was talking about saving him in the past. Although he saved her again later, saving people comes first. If he was not saved by her first, everything would be lost later.
His thoughts changed rapidly, and he finally sighed to himself: "That's all, in fact, she is doing it for my own good, and she just has a step down."
As soon as he thought about this, he threw Sun Yidao to the ground and said viciously: "I'll spare your life today, but be more honest in the future!"
Seeing this, Bai Mu muttered in frustration: "Young man Li is so boring, he's actually afraid of his wife."
When Li Qianmo heard this, he glared at him fiercely, and his eyes were so frightened that he shrank away.
The disciples of the Kunlun Sect rushed forward and snatched Sun Yidao back, stuffing a large amount of pills into his mouth as if he were eating beans.
Li Qianmo glanced at the crowd with raised eyebrows and said coldly: "Who else wants this Kui Niu Drum, just come up and challenge me!"
As soon as it fell, no one dared to say a word, only a person in the distance was heard muttering in a low voice: "You're kidding, even a giant master can beat him like this three or two times, who dares to do it."
After waiting for a long time and no one came forward, Li Qianmo said loudly: "Since no one wants it, I will give this Kui Niu drum to the Xuanyuan family." He turned to Xuanyuan Jing and said lightly, "Elder Xuanyuan,
This drum is yours."
"Thank you, thank you so much." Xuanyuan Jing saluted and thanked him again. He walked to the Kui Niu drum with great excitement, pressed his hands on the Kui Niu drum, and began to murmur a mysterious mantra.
After a while, the Kui Niu drum suddenly vibrated and quickly became smaller. In just a moment, it became the size of an apple, just like a child's toy.
Xuanyuan Jing held the Kui Niu drum in his hand, turned around and came to Li Qianmo, and said in a trembling voice: "Fellow Daoist Li, I won't say any more polite words. From now on, you will be the best friend of our Xuanyuan tribe. If you have any difficulties,
Just talk to me, the Xuanyuan clan, and I, the Xuanyuan clan, will never refuse."
Li Qianmo cupped his hands and said, "Elder Xuanyuan is too polite. I just want to return the property to its original owner."
Xuanyuan Jing waved his hands and shook his head, and said solemnly: "This is wrong, Fellow Daoist Li. There are rumors outside that you are a demon who killed your mentor and betrayed his sect. We, the Xuanyuan clan, have always believed it to be true. Only when I met you this time did I know that you are like this
I am so grateful that you are willing to give away treasures such as chivalrous and courageous, Kui Niu drum and so on." When he said this, he trembled all over and shed two lines of tears. He was obviously too excited.
Several young disciples of the Xuanyuan tribe came over to support him and tried to comfort him. Li Qianmo said to them: "You help him go back to rest and recover from his injuries. These valuable treasures must be kept well to prevent anyone from having evil intentions." He finished speaking.
When he said this, he turned around and glanced at the crowd. Many people lowered their heads and did not dare to look at him.