Chapter 838: What if we just rob it?

There was unquestionable majesty in Yun Manyao's eyes.

Following her movement, several masters from the sect following behind him quickly took a step forward.

Everyone has extraordinary temperament and powerful aura.

Especially the middle-aged man who came forward first, with a stern face, deep eyes and a fierce look in his eyes.

He was wearing a green robe embroidered with the iconic pattern of the Butian Palace, holding a short sword, and looking at the people of the Ji family with cold eyes.

"Saint, there's no need to be polite with them, just take action directly."

Everyone in the Ji family changed their expressions.

How excited I was before, how angry I am now.

Ji Gang's face turned from iron to blue, and then from blue to white, and his fists clenched together involuntarily.

"Saintess, my Ji family was the first to discover the Spiritual God Bed. It has become our Ji family's property and we must not give it to anyone else."

"You guys are being too overbearing, aren't you?"

Ji Gang's voice was firm, with a dangerous arc flashing in his eyes.

Being forced to this point, the anger in his heart was released uncontrollably.

Yun Manyao's lips curled up slightly, her voice cold and arrogant: "Master Ji, I advise you not to refuse a toast and drink a forfeit!"

"You should understand how important the Spiritual God Bed is. Your Ji family is just a small clan. What qualifications do you have to enjoy such a treasure?"

Ji Gang's eyes flashed with anger. He spoke in a low voice with a firm attitude: "I really don't know where you, the Butian Palace, have the nerve to look down on our Ji family like this?"

"If you want the Spirit God Bed, it depends on whether you have the ability to do it!"

After these words were spoken, the smile on Yun Manyao’s face disappeared.

"So, you really don't want to accept my toast and drink the wine for punishment?"

After saying this, Yun Manyao's pretty face turned cold and she waved her hand gently.

Several clan masters behind him immediately stepped forward, their momentum exploded instantly, and the surging pressure pressed towards the Ji family like a ferocious beast.

Xuan Qing's eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, and his gaze instantly locked onto Ji Gang, the head of the Ji family.

"Let me learn from Patriarch Ji's abilities!"

After he finished speaking, his blue shirt fluttered gently in the breeze and his figure disappeared from the spot in an instant.

Ji Gang snorted coldly and gave an order.

Immediately, the members of the Ji family rushed forward like arrows shot from a bow.

Xuan Qing snorted coldly, and the powerful spiritual energy turned into a green tornado, sweeping towards Ji Gang.

Above the ground, gravel and dust flew up and rushed towards Ji Gang.

Another middle-aged woman, with a ghost-like figure, appeared beside the Ji family with just a light leap. She formed seals with her hands and chanted a spell.

In an instant, white clouds gathered in the sky and covered Ji Qingwan's head.

Countless ice cones fell from it and attacked Ji Qingwan.

The other iron-masked man was as tall as a small mountain. He swung the giant hammer in his hand with ease, and every swing brought up a gust of wind.

A sharp whistling sound attacked Ji Changhe.

……

The people of the Ji family were separated in an instant, and everyone's spiritual energy was stimulated to the extreme, frantically dissolving the attacks of the masters of the Butian Palace.

The scene fell into chaos in an instant.

Only the violent sonic boom remained in the void.

The members of the Ji family were also wielding magic swords and fighting with the people from the Butian Palace.

The two groups were surrounded by sword shadows and fought fiercely.

Ji Qingwan became more and more frightened as the fight went on. The spiritual energy in her body was being consumed madly, but the opponent's attack was still intense and crazy, as if there was no end.

It was obvious that her defensive strength could no longer keep up.

Just as she was worried, an ice cone instantly broke through her defenses and pierced her shoulder heavily, causing blood to spurt out. The spiritual energy in her body seemed to be suddenly cut off and suddenly stagnated.

Under the impact of the force, his body flew backwards and he staggered before he could steady himself.

At the same time, a sharp dagger slashed from the side, leaving another wound about one finger long on her shoulder.

As soon as the two men stopped moving, figures flew out from other battle circles.

Without exception, all members of the Ji family lost.

Although the Ji family's cultivation was not the weakest, they did not have much room for resistance in front of the masters of the Butian Palace.

They did not bring any powerful elders with them, and now they are even more powerless.

The Ji family members who had been so excited just now were now like trapped beasts, with everyone covered in bruises.

Ji Gang's face was gloomy, yet full of helplessness.

These people in Butian Palace are more powerful than imagined.

They won't gain any advantage if they continue fighting.

Ji Qingwan's eyes were filled with anger and unwillingness.

She looked at Yun Manyao coldly and rebuked him in a cold voice: "Yun Manyao, you from the Butian Palace are so overbearing, aren't you afraid that other cultivators will gang up on you?"

A cold light flashed in Yun Manyao's eyes, and her voice was like ice: "Your ignorance really makes me laugh. In today's world, strength is king."

"If you give up your treasure obediently, I can let you go, otherwise, you will bear the consequences yourself!"

At the end of her words, Yun Manyao's eyes were filled with murderous intent.

Ji Qingwan snorted coldly: "Do you really think that our Ji family can be bullied by others?"

"We will never give up this spiritual bed today!"

"If you insist on snatching it, don't blame our Ji family. We will fight you to the death!"

“When the time comes, all the cultivators around here will gather here to take a good look at the true face of your Butian Palace. By then, even your Butian Palace won’t have a good life!”

The treasure in hand must not be lost so easily.

There is a huge gap between her cultivation and Ye Tianming's. If she can get the Spiritual Bed, she will definitely be able to narrow the gap with Ye Tianming's cultivation.

This kind of treasure only appears once in a thousand years.

She would never give up so easily.

A hint of determination flashed across Ji Qingwan's eyes, and the anger in her heart was completely ignited.

Since the people from Butian Palace wanted to rob her openly, she would never let them get it so easily!

As soon as Ji Qingwan finished speaking, the murderous intent in Yun Manyao's eyes became even stronger.

"Are you threatening me?"

"Anyone who dares to threaten my Butian Palace will have only one fate!"

As she spoke, Yun Manyao's figure fluttered like a beautiful butterfly.

She held a crystal clear jade sword in her hand, her eyes shining like cold stars, reflecting everything around her.

In an instant, sword shadows danced and turned into seven sword blades of different colors, aiming at Ji Qingwan's vital points.

The void around Ji Qingwan twisted slightly, and her whole body seemed to be sealed. Her body became extremely heavy, and the spiritual energy in her body seemed to be suppressed.

The terrifying sword shadow locked her tightly.

Ji Qingwan's face turned pale in an instant.

Even though he had felt Yun Manyao's power before, he had never imagined that this woman's cultivation had reached such a terrifying level!

She couldn't help but exclaimed: "It's actually the third level of Tianshu Realm!!"