Chapter 780 The confused Panlong Martial Saint!
On the top of a majestic holy mountain, there stood a handsome man with sword-like eyebrows, eyes as deep as the sea, and a strong and tall figure. He stood like a pillar supporting the sky, even eclipsing the sun, moon, and stars in the sky.
Just like the master of heaven and earth, he has an unparalleled spirit that looks down on the world!
If you take a closer look, you will be surprised to find that this tall and domineering man actually has a confused look on his face, or rather... stunned!
That’s right, it’s just confusing!
This person is the ruler of the Holy Martial Realm, Panlong Martial Saint!
The Saint Ancestors in other worlds were all acting and had no intention of sincerely rescuing the Kunlun Realm, but Panlong Martial Saint was an exception. He was willing to take the risk of offending those super powerful beings and go deep into the Kunlun Realm to lend a hand.
As a result, after entering, Panlong Wusheng was shocked by the scene before him! Why is this Kunlun Realm different from what he knew? !
The training environment is better than that of the Holy Martial World where he is, but this is not the point. The point is that even the armies of various tribes in the Nine Netherworlds are so powerful that they are actually in a situation of continuous retreat in this world!
It was not at all what he had imagined, a one-sided crushing!
This means that the overall strength of the Kunlun Realm is already qualified to compete for the number one spot in the Divine Court!
The question is, how could the world have changed so much in just a few months?
It was ahead of countless worlds in one go, catching up and then leaving them far behind!
Isn’t this a bit far-fetched?
Oh no, that’s ridiculous!!!
It directly overturned Panlong Wusheng's cognition and made him begin to doubt the reality of this world.
Kunlun Realm, you make me feel so strange...
Sudden.
A deafening roar from afar woke Panlong Wusheng from his dazed state.
"what happened?!"
He turned his head and his pupils suddenly contracted.
What catches the eye.
It was a scene of a Nine Netherworld giant with a cultivation level as high as the Saint Ancestor Realm being pinned to the ground and beaten.
"That, that is the patriarch of the Bone Sword Clan?" Panlong Martial Saint stared at the miserable figure with mutilated limbs, vaguely recognizing the other party's identity and exclaimed.
The Bone Sword Clan is one of the top three clans. Every creature in this clan has a bone sword, which gives them an innate advantage in swordsmanship.
The Bone Sword Clan's leader is so powerful that at least Panlong Martial Saint himself admits that he cannot defeat him!
After all, his foundation in the Saint Ancestor Realm is still shallow, and he is generally at a disadvantage compared to these veteran Saint Ancestor Realm giants.
However, what he saw here was the dignified Bone Sword Clan's patriarch being beaten up, wailing continuously, looking very miserable, and not having the posture of a clan's overlord at all!
The one who beat up the Bone Sword Clan leader was a young man with a middle-parted hair and wearing overalls.
His moves were exquisite, smooth and coherent, almost breaking the body of the Bone Sword Clan leader, and the lethality was astonishing.
"Hua Kun Hand!"
"Kunshan, rely on it!"
"Kunyu hand knife!"
"Giant Kun crashes!"
……
Boom boom boom~
The young man with the middle-parted hair and overalls beat the Bone Sword Clan leader to the point of being almost dead.
The Bone Sword Clan leader's face was covered in blood, and his eyes revealed deep grief and anger.
He had originally tried to escape when Xue Yan and Li Wujie started fighting, but he was stopped by a peculiar-looking young man halfway and was beaten up without a single word.
He originally thought that the other party was at the Saint King level. Even though he was injured, he could still suppress him with one hand. After all, the gap between the Saint Ancestor level and the Saint King level is huge.
Unexpectedly, the opponent's strength was so terrifying that he was knocked from the sky to the ground. He had no power to fight back during the whole process!
The Bone Sword Clan leader had no idea that he was facing Kunpeng, the most powerful divine beast, and the one with the purest bloodline!
If he were in his prime, he would still be qualified to suppress it, but unfortunately he is half-crippled and can only be beaten unilaterally when encountering such a situation!
Yes, this young man in overalls is Ye Junlin’s mount, A Kun!
A Kun is only half a step away from the Saint Ancestor Realm, but he is fully qualified to compete with the Saint Ancestor Realm. Coupled with the six styles of Kun Fist that he created over the years, his combat power is simply off the charts.
Poor leader of the Bone Sword Clan, he encountered this freak before he could even escape!
"Stop, stop hitting me..." At this moment, he was distracted by a series of critical hits, and his voice contained a hint of pleading for mercy.
Ah Kun sneered: "Haha, begging for mercy is your business, beating you to death is my business, goodbye!"
As he spoke, he delivered his final punch, which contained tremendous power.
Boom~~~~!!!
The whole world was shaking violently, and the sound was terrifying.
The Bone Sword Clan leader was killed with one punch, not even a bone fragment was left, he was destroyed very thoroughly.
Ah Kun let out a long sigh, stood up contentedly, and clapped his hands, "Done!"
The Panlong Wusheng who witnessed this scene had a wonderful expression on his face, and murmured, "Are you kidding?"
He didn't know the whole story and thought that the Bone Sword Clan leader was beaten like this by A Kun from beginning to end.
In this case, it is no wonder that Panlong Wusheng was frightened.
"Who?!"
A Kun had extremely sharp hearing. He turned his head suddenly and looked over, his scorching eyes like two lightsabers piercing straight ahead.
"Oops!"
Panlong Wusheng felt a chill on his back, as if he was being stared at by some ancient ferocious beast, and his hair stood on end.
"You are also a member of the Nine Netherworld alien race that invaded the Kunlun Realm!" A Kun's face turned fierce. He instantly entered combat mode, took off and punched out with all his strength.
Bang!
Panlong Wusheng took the punch head-on and was knocked back, with his arm feeling numb.
Sure enough, he is not an ordinary Holy King!
Fortunately, he is at the level of Saint Ancestor, otherwise he would have been blown to pieces by that punch just now!
Even so, Panlong Wusheng felt it was very troublesome.
What should we do now?
It seemed like he was mistaken for an enemy!
"Your Excellency, calm down. I am Panlong Wusheng! I am the master of the Holy Wu Realm. I have come here specially to help you, Kunlun Realm!"
Hear the words.
Ah Kun was stunned for a moment, then he said with disdain: "Do you think I'm a fool? No one in Kunlun Realm helped me before, but now someone is helping me? You must be from the Nine Netherworld Alien Clan! Stop quibbling!"
Hearing this, Panlong Wusheng seemed to be choked.
Yes!
The Kunlun Realm was isolated and helpless before, where did the reinforcements come from?
Even he made a bold decision after careful consideration because Kunlun Realm had the support of a powerful figure like Changsheng Weng and because of Empress Fuyao.
If it had been the case that when Kunlun Realm was in trouble, he could only watch helplessly!
"Haha, you have nothing to say!" A Kun's eyes flashed with wisdom, and he threw punches excitedly, making him more certain that the other party was a member of the Jiuyou alien race.
Panlong Wusheng looked unhappy and had to defend passively. The whole process was not easy.
"Master! Why is it you?"
Suddenly, a familiar and surprised voice was heard.
He was a handsome young man in a dark purple robe, holding a mighty halberd. He looked extremely surprised when he saw Panlong Wusheng.
"You, you are my apprentice, Jiba?!"
Panlong Wusheng turned his head and looked in shock, exclaiming.
He remembered that when his disciple left, he was still a Heavenly Saint, but now he has become a Saint King!
How long has it been since?
"Ok?"
A Kun stopped his attack, looking confused.
It looks like I really made a mistake!
