Chatper 939 (1/2)
The world of immortality has a vast territory, and the vitality of heaven and earth is very strong.
If this world were not isolated from the world, the laws were incomplete, and the avenues were lacking, many strong men would have been born.
Rao is so, every tens of hundreds of years, there will still be many young talents emerging here.
For example, Chen Tianqi of Qi Tianzong.
This Chen Tianqi is also lucky, and his talent is good. In addition, there is the word 'Tianqi' in his name, so he has been heavily cultivated by the top management of Qi Tianzong, and has become one of the several true disciples of Qi Tianzong. very famous.
However, with the opening of the Hall of Eternal Life, his luck seemed to come to an end, and he was severely injured on the spot because of a spat.
What made Chen Tianqi feel the most aggrieved was that he couldn't even take the opponent's ten moves, and the chatter from time to time in the surrounding crowd made his life worse than death, and he wanted to find a crack to get in.
"Win the king or lose the bandit, give me a good time."
He looked at the person in front of him incomparably angrily. This was a young man, a young man from the outside world. Chen Tianqi didn't know his specific age or his name.
There is only one thing for sure, this person's strength is far above him, and three punches and two kicks will cause him to suffer heavy losses, and it will be difficult to get up again.
"Hey, I didn't expect that someone as strong as Chen Tianqi would be defeated so thoroughly and so quickly."
"The strength gap is too big, and it's not on the same level at all."
In the northern part of Eternal Life Realm, in a large city, there is already a crowd of people. The incident that the true disciple of Qi Tianzong was injured in the street has attracted countless people to watch in a short time.
However, no one dared to approach the scene of the incident.
With sympathy and shock, they looked at Chen Tianqi, who was lying on the ground covered in blood, and the young man in spotless robes standing in front of him with his hands behind his back.
The young man was in his twenties, wearing a well-cut satin gown.
He looked down at Chen Tianqi, with a mocking smile on his face, and said, "As far as you are, it's the same as killing or not killing. Kneel down and give me three kowtows. I can promise to spare you not to die."
"This is too bullying!"
Many people whispered and felt that the young man had gone too far. No matter what kind of grievance he had with Chen Tianqi, he should not have done such a thing.
Yang Xuan and Tuo Bayun were also in the crowd. The two passed through this place. After a short stay, they wanted to leave here, but they saw the crowd gathered here, so they came to take a look.
"Scholars can be killed but not humiliated. Although I, Chen Tianqi, are not a hero, I have the dignity of being a genius. Even if I die today, I won't compromise. I will kneel and kowtow to you, don't even think about it."
Chen Tianqi was so angry that he was about to get up and fight with the young man.
"With your little ability, you still call yourself a genius. It's not that I despise you. You are not even qualified to carry my shoes. Lay down quickly for me."
With a sneer, the young man stomped Chen Tianqi to the ground.
Chen Tianqi coughed up blood again and again, but his face was full of unyielding expressions, and he never meant to give in.
"Hmph, I want to see how hard your bones are."
The force of the young man's feet caused Chen Tianqi's entire chest to be smashed and fractured. Chen Tianqi suffered such torture, and his face became distorted because of the pain.
"Are you satisfied?"
the young man asked.
"Ah! Kill me!"
Chen Tianqi roared, his eyes spewing fire.
Seeing this, Yang Xuan couldn't help frowning. It wasn't that he had never seen someone who was arrogant, but the style of this young man was even better than that of Tyrant and Wudao.
In addition, Chen Tianqining's unyielding style also made Yang Xuan a little favored, and he was ready to help him immediately.