C128 Face-smacking Long Zi Hao

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"Whiz!" "Whiz!" "Whiz!"

The sound of wind breaking rang out, and dozens of figures with peak Acupoint Opening Realm descended from the warship, landing on the ground below.

"Heavenly Spirit Empire's Head, Mu Rong Tian Yu, peak level of Acupoint Opening Realm, flaw, Jade Temple Acupoint …"

"Falling Rain Empire's Emperor, Ling Ao Xue, peak level of Acupoint Opening Realm, flaw in Heavenly Passage Acupuncture Point …"

"Emperor of the Lan Chuan Empire, Qin Jundao, peak level of Acupoint Opening Realm, weakness …"

Ji Haotian looked at the Rankers who were walking down from the warship. Not only was there not a trace of fear in his eyes, there was even a slight smile on his face as he walked out of the room.

At this time, Ji Haotian was wearing a black robe and a cape. Inside the cape, his young and tender face had an extraordinary calmness, as if he was not afraid of facing a life or death situation at all, as though those Acupoint Opening Realm experts in the distance were like chickens and dogs that could be casually destroyed.

"Haha, brat, have you seen my strength? You are just an ant, it's better for you to scram quickly, don't hinder us from destroying the Qianyun Empire. "

Mu Rong Tian Yu looked at Ji Haotian who was walking towards them. With a stomp of his feet, boundless spirit energy gushed out like a flood.

In his view, his own strength had already reached the peak of the Acupoint Opening Realm. If placed in the Qianyun Empire, the only person who could compete against him would be the king of the Qianyun Empire, so he did not pay any attention to the black-clothed man who was walking towards him from afar.

Ji Haotian frowned slightly at the middle-aged man who was dashing towards him. With a wave of his finger, a Nascent Soul Realm puppet appeared beside him with just a thought. After the puppet appeared, it turned into a strange black shadow and rushed towards Mu Rong Tian Yu.

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!

Mu Rong Tian Yu's violent fist was like a thunderclap as it smashed directly into his chest. Mu Rong Tian Yu's entire body flew backwards as if he had been smashed by a heavy hammer. His chest caved in as blood and gore spurted out from his back.

The entire place turned silent. Countless pairs of eyes stared in horror at the man in black. The latter's posture was so light that it seemed as though he had casually swatted an insignificant fly to death.

Moments later, an exclamation broke the silence.

"What?"

"This... How could this be? How could this be? Mu Rong Tian Yu is at the peak of the Acupoint Opening Realm, how could he suddenly die? "

"That puppet is actually..." A puppet of the Nascent Soul Realm, this … How is that possible? "

The expressions of many Patriarchs changed slightly as they looked at the black clothed man in the distance with aghast expressions. The moment their eyes saw Ji Haotian in the distance, they slightly lowered their eyes as fear emerged on their faces.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Dust flew in the distance, and a group of people passed through several streets as they rapidly rushed over.

"You must be Ji Haotian's master! I've brought someone to give you a hand. "

This group of people quickly arrived. A middle-aged man jumped down from his horse. On his white robe, the six medallions emitted a silver glow as he looked at the man in black with an incomparably reverent gaze.

"You are?"

Ji Haotian's slightly hoarse voice came out.

"I am the president of the Alchemist Guild, I have come here to help Little friend Haotian solve the problem." The middle-aged man smiled and said.

The faces of the other leaders suddenly changed. Although they had already guessed who the middle-aged man was when they saw the Mithril Emblem on his chest, the moment he said he was the president of the Apothecary Guild, all of their faces changed.

He had the strength of the middle stage of the Nascent Soul Realm and was also one of the guests in the surrounding first stage empires. This kind of grand character would actually rush over here for Ji Haotian, if they did not personally witness this kind of thing, they would suspect that they were hallucinating.

However, before the many kings could react, a group of people rushed over from afar.

"I never thought that you would actually be in front of me. Brother Su, you came really quickly!" One of the elders jumped off his horse. Beside him, the three young girls looked around at the group with worry.

The three girls were none other than Su Haoyue and the other girls. After Ji Haotian left, Luo Jie and the others returned to the Qianyun Empire on the same day. However, the few women were afraid that Ji Haotian would be worried, so they stayed at the Eastern Li Academy for the past few days.

After sensing the fluctuations above Qianyun Empire, the three of them used sound transmission jade slips to inform the president of the Alchemist Association, the president of the Blacksmith's Association, and Wu Mei’er who was far away in Heavenly Law Academy.

"Hahaha, who do I think it is? "They're just a bunch of trash. I can handle this kind of trash with one hand!"

Long Zi Hao and a middle-aged man slowly walked out from the ship, looking at the two groups of people with disdain.

To him, even if the middle-aged man in the distance became a Common Grade Eight Alchemist, he would only be an ant. In his eyes, an apothecary of that level was a complete joke.

"Then who are you?"

Ji Haotian looked at the young man walking towards him in the distance and frowned.

"Haha, little ant, remember my name. I am the young master of the Huang Long Clan, Long Zhahao." It's best for ants like you to obediently step aside. Don't hinder me from destroying the Qianyun Empire. "

"You little ant, I think you don't know what the Dire Dragon Clan is? However, what I can tell you is that the Rage Dragon Clan is one of the strongest ancient powers in the Billowing Sky Realm. I advise all of you ants not to put up a fight. Do you think I'm right, Third Uncle? "

Long Zi Hao looked at everyone with a high opinion of himself. Spiritual energy as vast as the sea spread out, creating a strong wind that pressed down towards the people in the distance.

Hearing that, Ji Haotian stepped forward, and directly waved his hand out without any spirit energy fluctuations.

Pow!

A terrifying force directly hit Long Zichao's face. Before Long Zichao could even react, his entire body was sent flying.

His whole face was slapped until it looked like a swollen pig head. Three of his teeth had been broken, and dark red blood dripped down his cheeks.

"You … You actually dared to hit me, do you know who I am? "I am Long Zi Hao, the young master of the Ancient Desolate Dragon Clan. You actually dared to hit me, this is simply …"

Pow!

Ji Haotian came to Long Zhahao's side and slapped him again.

When the cultivators who had rushed over saw this scene, their expressions froze, and their eyeballs nearly fell out of their sockets.

When the many monarchs, who knew the identity of the young man, saw how many slaps Long Zi Hao had received, their minds trembled. They had never dreamt that the black-robed man would actually dare to attack Long Zi Hao from afar.

"He actually dared to hit Long Zi Hao. This time, he's dead. Long Zi Hao's third uncle will definitely not let him off!"

"Yeah, a cultivator from a small place like this dares to offend an expert from the Billowing Sky Realm. He's simply courting death!"

Ji Haotian did not pay attention to the crowd, but instead, slowly opened a painting. The moment he opened the painting, a voice filled with dao words sounded in everyone's ears.

"Could that painting be …"