The Unbeatable Uncle-Grandmaster
Chapter 149: One Palm of the Hand
"Gushh!"
The sharp edges condensed from countless grains of sand swept across the sky and shot towards Liu Qingbai and the others. Everywhere he passed by, a sharp sonic boom sounded. Even the space was slightly distorted, as if it would break apart at any moment.
“Uh... I cannot move.”
Liu Qingbai and the others all had pale faces. They were unable to break away from the Sand Emperor realm and could only watch as a sharp light shot forth.
This sharp light could not only kill them, but it could even destroy the Lonely City behind them!
The attack power of a Saint Stage was as deep as an abyss!
Just as a sharp light was about to pass through eleven Legendary Stage experts and land in Desolate City, a strange sight suddenly appeared.
Just like the blood red fog before, the originally unstoppable sharp light suddenly froze in place, as if blocked by an invisible wall and unable to advance an inch further..
At this moment, that sharp light was less than ten meters away from hitting Liu Qingbai and the others.
Hu.
A strong wind blew all their hair backwards and made their clothes flutter in the wind. Currently, they were unable to open their eyes completely.
Fortunately, they are still alive.
After a while, Patriarch Mo gulped and said bitterly, "What ....what happened?"
After a moment of silence, everyone looked at Liu Qingbai. After all, this was Desolate City. If anything strange happened, Liu Qingbai should have given an explanation.
Moreover, this scene was too similar to the scene of the Blood Barrier Formation just now, so the first person they thought of was Liu Qingbai.
Facing everyone's confused gazes, Liu Qingbai also revealed a dumbfounded look, as if saying that she was just as confused.
Ever since the Blood Sacrifice Formation was isolated outside of Desolate City, he was puzzled. However, since he was facing a powerful enemy back then, he did not have the time to think too much about it.
Now that the same situation had occurred, Liu Qingbai was even more confused than the others. If he could complete the way of a Saint Stage expert, would he still be hiding here as the City Lord of Desolate City?
He would long rule over all the nearby factions!
“As expected of City Lord Liu, who is proficient in all kinds of runes. You must have prepared many runes around it. ”
The Grand Elder of the Ning Clan sighed.
"Yes, but why can't we see these runes?"
The Patriarch of the Li Clan chimed in.
"Currently, if we can see the runes, will it still be able to stop the Sand Emperor's attack?"
“…”
Liu Qingbai: "..."
Can you all stop giving your own explanations!?
I don't want to be a target of the Sand Emperor!
In the distance, the Sand Emperor, who was hidden under the golden armor, frowned and said coldly, “Who did this? Out!"
He naturally did not think that Liu Qingbai was the one blocking his attack. The difference between the two could be said to be like the difference between heaven and earth. Even if Liu Qingbai had captured the most powerful rune of the World Spirit Center, he would still be no different from an ant in his eyes, someone who could be killed with an ordinary attack.
Hearing this, the experts from the five great clans finally realized that there was someone else!
No wonder they could not see the runes.
Right at this moment, a handsome young man in snow-white clothes suddenly flew out of Desolate City.
The young man held a wine pot in his hand, and a palm-sized loli sat on his shoulder. He lightly landed on the Sand Emperor's sharp light and stomped his feet. Suddenly, it began to explode inch by inch, as if it had never existed.
After doing this, the young man took a sip of wine and said indifferently, “You Azir?”
“Azir? What Azir?”
Although the Sand Emperor did not sense the fluctuations of spirit energy from Qin Jue's body, based on what Qin Jue had just done, he could still tell that this was the person responsible for stopping his attack.
"That's it?"
Liu Qingbai was somewhat stunned upon seeing Qin Jue.
"City Master Liu knows this person?"
Patriarch Ning could not help but ask.
After hesitating for a few breaths, Liu Qingbai said hesitantly, "I think he is an acquaintance of your son."
Patriarch Ning: "???"
"If I remember correctly, Little Jie brought him here."
"Little jie?"
The Patriarch of the Ning Clan was stunned for a moment before recalling his third son, who had average talent but liked to read.
Because his cultivation was low, the patriarch of the Ning Clan never paid too much attention to him. How could that kid be an acquaintance of this super expert who could block the Sand Emperor's attack?
“It's quite simple, actually. Heaven must have sent another godly man to save us. ”
Patriarch Yue said excitedly.
This scene was very similar to what happened two hundred years ago. Just then, when they were in a desperate situation, a super expert suddenly stood out and turned things around.
However, the super expert who saved them over two hundred years ago was a middle-aged man, and now, it was a young man.
At the same time, Ning Jie was also surprised. He could hardly believe his eyes.
“Uncle Kun, am I hallucinating? I think I just saw Brother Qin. ”
Ning Jie rubbed her eyes and said in disbelief.
"You're not wrong. It was indeed Qin Jue.”
Because Qin Jue's temperament was too overwhelming, Ning Kun clearly remembered this name.
“How can this happen? Brother Qin could actually neutralize the Sand Emperor's attack. Could he be a Saint Stage expert? ”
Ning Jie thought it was ridiculous.
No matter how one looked at it, Qin Jue did not look like an old monster. He was even younger than her. So how could he be a Saint Stage expert?
Suddenly, Ning Jie seemed to remember something as her mouth gaped. "Could it be the expert who saved us yesterday .. is that Brother Qin?"
Yesterday, they had faced a black vortex storm and were expected to suffer heavy losses. Unexpectedly, the storm of black vortex was suddenly dissipated by the powerful spirit energy.
At that moment, they all thought that a passing expert had saved them. Now it seems like that expert is very likely Qin Jue!
If that's the case, it'll make sense.
"I think so."
Ning Kun nodded with a complicated expression.
If it were not for the fact that the truth was in front of them, they would not have believed it.
…
"Because you are not Azir, you can die."
P pursing his lips, Qin Jue slapped. He had no interest in talking nonsense with an idiot.
“Heh, stupid man..”.
The Sand Emperor sneered and was about to say something when he suddenly realized that something was wrong and suddenly raised his head.
The golden palm that covered the sky had appeared at some point in time and was now falling towards the Sand Emperor, unstoppable!
"Destructive!"
The Sand Emperor bellowed furiously and took out his spear. He carried the sand within a thousand kilometers and turned into a sharp blade facing the golden palm.
It's thundering!
Finally, the golden palm collided with the sand blade, creating a powerful vibration. Waves of energy spread out like waves, sweeping across the world.
In the next moment, the golden palm shattered the sand blade as if it was a blade of grass and crashed into the Sand Emperor violently!
Not only that, but golden palms covered an extremely wide area. Whether it was the First Elder of the Sand Race or the colossal sand sculpture, they were all slapped onto the ground by this palm!
Bang out!
The ground trembled, and countless cracks spread out, forming a huge hole. Now that the Sand Emperor Domain had been damaged, Liu Qingbai and the others hurriedly retreated, afraid of being affected.
As the sand and dust disappeared, handprints thousands of meters in diameter appeared on the ground. It was unfounded, and the whole world calmed down again.