The all-powerful Blood Demon Taoist priest finally collapsed and fell backwards. At the end of his life, he smiled faintly and said:
"I have underestimated the martial artists of the world. Heroes emerge young. I will die without regrets if I could witness such martial arts skills..."
Perhaps I was wrong from the beginning. Master Long's insights into the martial arts are beyond my reach in this lifetime... If I had met Master Long earlier, perhaps the world would be spared the Xuanming Sect, which is causing so much trouble.
As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Xiong fell to the ground with a thud, and the joints all over his body made a sound like frying beans.
Long Yi's throw, which was as powerful as lifting a tripod, not only tore off his bloody hair, but also broke all the bones and meridians in his body, almost shattering him into pieces.
Now Wu Xiong has no vitality left and naturally has no magic power to maintain the integrity of his body.
The heroic hero of Dragon Country, the Blood Demon Taoist Priest who had dominated the country for decades, died on the spot!
Stepping over Wu Xiong's body, Long Yi put his hands behind his back, walked slowly to the stage, and said calmly:
"Who else wants to fight me?"
The whole place was dead silent, you could hear a pin drop!
No one dared to speak, whether it was the tourists in the audience or the bigwigs from the Central Plains sitting in the VIP seats.
You should know that it only took three moves from the time Long Yi came on stage to the time he ended Wu Xiong's life, and in less than five minutes, the Blood Demon Taoist priest passed away.
Ten years ago, Wu Xiong was able to break through the siege of the Sword Saint and hundreds of heavenly realm masters and escape to the northern border.
The young man on the ring only used three moves to easily defeat Wu Xiong.
Is this the strength a young man can possess? Even a peerless genius from the Northern Spirit Realm who traveled to the secular world would probably pale in comparison to Long Yi.
Liu Tian felt a deep fear in his heart and lowered his head, fearing that Long Yi would cause trouble for them because of the unpleasantness of the past few days.
Ah Zi blinked her big eyes and looked at the young man standing with his hands behind his back on the ring with admiration.
Xu Li felt an endless sense of powerlessness in his heart. Facing such a terrifying existence, he was afraid that it would be impossible to avenge his son's blindness.
Xu Tiancheng couldn't see clearly and heard the silence on the field. He thought Wu Xiong had killed Long Yi.
He couldn't help but raise his voice excitedly: "Dad, judging from the noise, is that little bastard Long Yi dead?
Please keep his body for me later. Even if he is already dead, I will dig out his eyeballs."
Bang!
Xu Li originally wanted to cover Xu Tiancheng's mouth, but when he met Long Yi's cold gaze, he was so scared that he raised his hand and slapped his son in the face.
"Rebellious son! Master Long was standing on the high platform. The one who died was clearly the heretic Wu Xiong. With Master Long's power, wouldn't it be easy for him to kill a Blood Demon Taoist priest?"
After saying that, he turned to look at Long Yi, nodded and bowed, and said with a smile: "Master Long, I have never seen such a big scene before, and I was scared for a moment. Please don't take it to heart."
Long Yi laughed in his heart. He naturally would not waste time arguing with such a small person.
After Xu Tiancheng received that fierce slap, he immediately understood the situation on the field and felt sad.
He originally thought that he was the perfect match for Ling Bingqian, and Long Yi was just a country boy from Jiangzhou.
As a result, now a single word from others can decide his life or death. Even if Long Yi is willing, the entire situation in the Central Plains will change with just one word.
Lin Hu was filled with despair. Even the Taoist Blood Demon, who stood at the pinnacle of martial arts, died at the hands of Long Yi. Who could stop him from dominating the world?
Ling Hai took a deep look at Long Yi on the stage, and recalled what Long Yi had said to him on the top of Lingxiao Mountain:
"Why should I climb a mountain? I am the most insurmountable mountain in the world!"
Now it seems that the boy's words were not exaggerated at all.
He used to think that Long Yi was not worthy of his daughter, but he was afraid that after today, Ling Bingqian would be marrying up to Long Yi.
How can a golden fish stay in a pond? Once it encounters wind and rain, it will turn into a dragon!
Qi Lao Si was the only one smiling on the field, all the previous depression disappeared!
Everyone knows that after this competition, this young man's statement will shock the entire Central Plains, and he will definitely have a place in the future of Dragon Country.
To a point far beyond their reach!
Long Yi stood firmly on the stage, and seeing that no one dared to come up to challenge him for a long time, his face remained calm.
Perhaps to others, Wu Xiong is the leader of a cult who kills people without blinking an eye, an unshakable behemoth, and a supreme power who stands at the pinnacle of Dragon Country's martial arts like the Sword Saint.
But to Long Yi, he was nothing more than a small character. If he offended him one day, he would just use some effort to kill him with a slap.
The Nine Xuantian Styles are not modern martial arts at all, but a technique passed down by ancient powerful men.
A few days ago, after he had fused the new dragon pendant fragments, the Xuantian Atlas in his mind opened a few new pages, and it was the "Xuantian Nine Styles"!
This fighting method passed down from ancient times is far more powerful than the imagination of warriors in the modern Dharma-Ending Age. It can be said to be a combination of all close combat techniques.
He mastered the first five of the Nine Xuantian Styles a few days before the Zhulu Conference, but he easily killed Taoist Blood Demon with only the first three!
Not to mention the complete nine moves, just the first three moves were enough to shock everyone beyond words.
Long Yi's sharp gaze slowly swept over the crowd, and all the big men bowed their heads, silently expressing their submission to the young hero.
When his eyes swept over Lin Hu, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Lin Hu was so frightened that he jumped up from his chair, fell to his knees and begged for mercy, "Master Long... Master Long, can you please be so magnanimous and let me go this time?"
"Don't you have any idea?" Long Yi narrowed his eyes, jumped off the stage, and said as he walked towards Lin Hu:
"You set up a trap to harm me in Jinghai before, and I spared your life out of kindness, but you colluded with the Xuanming Sect to seek revenge.
I gave you face myself, so how should I deal with you this time?"
Seeing that Long Yi had stopped three meters in front of him, Lin Hu couldn't help but tremble all over, his hair standing on end. He suddenly pulled out a large-caliber pistol from his waist and shouted fiercely:
"You...if you dare take another step forward, don't blame me for being ruthless. This pistol is a large-caliber lethal weapon specially customized from abroad.
No matter how powerful your cultivation is, you can still be defeated with just one shot!"
A sneer appeared on Long Yi's face. He took two steps forward and said jokingly, "Oh? Then why don't you shoot and let me see for myself!"
"Damn it, when a person dies, the birds fly up to the sky. I am a local tyrant after all, how can I be afraid of you?" Lin Hu suppressed the trembling of his wrist, aimed at Long Yi in a straight line, and pulled the trigger!
Li Laolian shook his head. Lin Hu really underestimated Master Long. If he were an ordinary warrior, he would still be a little afraid of large-caliber thermal weapons.
But Master Long is a being on par with gods, so how could he be harmed by industrial products?
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