Ye Qiu fell silent after hearing Lian Fengâs voice transmission. He finally understood why Patriarch Pixiu dared to speak to him like this.
So he had a background.
In that case, Ye Qiu really couldnât touch him, although he wasnât afraid of the terrifying existence behind him.
However, it did not mean that the Heaven Mending Sect was not afraid, that the people close to him were not afraid.
Moreover, he was not only facing the Pixiu Clan, but also the strange origin that disappeared and hid in various mysterious corners of the Eastern Wasteland.
âJunior Brother, why donât we just let it go? We canât afford to offend himâ¦â
Under such an oppressive atmosphere, Qi Wuhui also began to retreat.
Okay, I admit I spoke a little too loudly. Iâm sorry. I originally wanted to slap the other party to vent my anger. Who would have thought that the other party actually had a powerful background and was not even afraid of a Martial Monarch? Let alone a small Paragon like me. Damn it!
A man can submit and stand tall. There were many people outside just now. Iâll kneel down for you.
Hearing Qi Wuhuiâs words, Ye Qiu nodded and prepared to spare the other partyâs life.
At this moment.
Lian Feng conveyed another message.
âQiu, donât worry. His Pixiu Clan has ancestral land in the Heavens. My Heaven Mending Sect also has one. Thereâs no need to worry about anything. Iâve already inherited the position of the Goddess and contacted the Heavens. If thereâs a need, Iâll always be behind you.â
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Ye Qiu was instantly amused. See, at the critical moment, it still depended on his beloved wife. He felt a sense of security when she stood up for her husband who was being humiliated.
âHaha⦠The so-called Martial Monarch is nothing much. Heâs just a coward. Try touching me if you have the guts.â
Seeing that Ye Qiu was afraid, Patriarch Pixiu immediately felt that he could do it again and prepared to humiliate the Martial Monarch in front of everyone.
However, he didnât know that Ye Qiuâs eyes instantly turned cold.
âDamn it! Endure? Endure my assâ¦â
Ye Qiu suddenly couldnât take it anymore.
This was the first time he had seen someone so arrogant. If he didnât teach the other party a lesson, his name wouldnât be Ye Qiu.
How could he survive in this circle in the future if he was frightened by a Paragon?
In an instant, a monarchâs aura pressed down. Ye Qiuâs eyes were filled with killing intent, and his cold sword intent instantly locked onto Patriarch Pixiu.
Patriarch Pixiu was instantly shocked, but he still couldnât believe that Ye Qiu really dared to attack. He thought that he was just furious from embarrassment. Then, he said, âHmph, pretentious. Try touching me if you dareâ¦â
As soon as he finished speaking, before Patriarch Pixiu could react, he saw a sword energy slashing over.
His arrogant eyes were filled with fear, and Patriarch Pixiuâs face instantly turned pale. He didnât expect Ye Qiu to really dare to attack.
Ye Qiu was really not bluffing. His temper rose and he attacked just like that.
At this moment, everyone was shocked. No one expected Ye Qiu to dare to attack even though he knew the other partyâs background.
The sword energy tore through the sky and slashed towards Patriarch Pixiu.
âFather!â Little Pixiu let out a desperate roar and watched as the sword slashed towards his father, but it was helpless.
Boom!
A deafening sound came from afar. The ground shook, and blood instantly dyed the sky.
On the ground, a corpse fell onto the desolate land. It was Patriarch Pixiuâs corpse.
Ye Qiu only needed a light strike to kill him on the spot. From beginning to end, he didnât say a word and killed him.
After killing Patriarch Pixiu with a single strike, Ye Qiu gently jumped up and arrived on the desolate land. He stepped on Patriarch Pixiuâs corpse and turned around to look coldly at Little Pixiu.
He didnât kill him because he was a junior and wasnât worthy of Ye Qiu. His disciple would naturally deal with him.
Looking at the cold corpse, Ye Qiu sneered, âThis is the first time Iâve heard such a request. Ever since I became a Monarch, Iâve been peerless and have never tasted defeat. No one has ever dared to threaten me like this. Youâre the first.â
With a cold smile, Ye Qiu slowly stood up and took away Patriarch Pixiuâs precious bone. He looked at Nine Heavens. The surrounding people all revealed fear.
Clearly, no one expected Ye Qiuâs courage to be as decisive as the rumors said.
Everyone immediately understood a principle in their hearts, which was: never try to anger this guy. Donât try to provoke his bottom line. Otherwise, no matter how terrifying your background was, you wouldnât be able to protect your life.
âPhew⦠This is too scary. How dare this guy?â
âOnce Patriarch Pixiu dies, his ancestral land will immediately receive the news. At that time, wonât the world fall into complete darkness when the immortals descend from the sky?â
Everyone was incomparably shocked. Ye Qiuâs sword had a huge impact. Everyone was afraid that karma would affect them.
Ye Qiu looked up at the sky in silence. He saw a ray of light soaring into the sky. That light was coming from Patriarch Pixiu.
Ye Qiu ignored it and looked at a golden light flickering in the sky, as if a Heavenly Gate had opened.
In an instant, a supreme aura crushed over from the Heavenly Gate. Everyoneâs breathing became tense.
âItâs here! Itâs really hereâ¦â
Everyoneâs faces instantly turned incomparably pale, and they were incomparably afraid.
Qi Wuhui, who was standing beside Ye Qiu, was so frightened that his legs went limp.
âOh my god, itâs over, itâs over. This is a big deal.â
He was incomparably panicked in his heart. Qi Wuhui wanted to curse.?Why did you bring me along? Now Iâm toast. It wasnât easy for me to regain my youth. I was preparing to take another wife and experience the joy of being a young man. I donât have a chance now.
The people from the Heaven Mending Sect were even more shocked. No one expected Ye Qiu to really kill Patriarch Pixiu.
Meng Tianzhengâs old face darkened as he watched the terrifying aura gradually reveal itself. He said sternly, âPrepare to face the enemy!â
With an order, the three hundred elders instantly flew out and entered their positions. A powerful Heaven Mending Formation was formed.
The opponent this time was even more terrifying than previous opponents. Everyone was incomparably nervous.
While he was afraid, his fighting spirit gradually rose.
As the Sword-Wielding Elder of the Heaven Mending Sect, Ye Qiuâs decision was the Heaven Mending Sectâs decision. No one dared to say anything wrong.
Looking at the flickering golden light on the horizon, he turned around to look at the Heaven Mending Sectâs formation.
Ye Qiu remained silent. He slowly took out a rusty broken sword and stabbed it into the ground.
In an instant, a shocking sword intent spread out. Blood dyed the sky red, and it was silent.
He shouted loudly, âAnother guest has arrived. How about it? May I ask who dares to come to this world?â