The Unbeatable Uncle-Grandmaster
Chapter 62: One Punch Each
"Patriark, what should we do now?"
a middle-aged man next to Tian Jizi asked.
Not only was this middle-aged man injured, but his aura was also desperate. If there was an outsider here, they would definitely recognize that he was the current sect master of the Ancient Mystery Sect, Ye Qing.
“I'll hold them. Take this time to bring in another cultivator and escape. ”
Tian Jizi took a deep breath and said.
"What's? Patriarch, you cannot stay here alone!”
Ye Qing was shocked and anxious.
"no? If we all die here, the Southern Land will be completely finished.”
Tian Jizi's eyes looked resolute as he said indifferently, “I'm old. It would be better if I stayed behind. You are still young. If the Southern Land really falls this time, you will be the hope of mankind. ”
"Family head…"
Ye Qing looked hesitant.
“Quick and go!”
Tian Jizi said coldly.
"Yes…"
Although he was unwilling, Ye Qing knew that he was doing what was necessary at this moment. Otherwise, no one can escape.
"Sister Fenglei, I'll meet you on the other side."
With that, Tian Jizi placed his hands behind his back and faced the eight Legendary Stage experts.
“The Fenglei” elder he was talking about was the patriarch of the Lightning Wind Sect, Lei Fengzi, who had died some time ago.
Upon seeing this, the other Legendary Stage experts had serious expressions as they bowed deeply towards Tian Jizi. "Patriarch Tian Jizi is truly a noble man."
“You want to run? It won't be that easy.”
The leader of the Purple Spirit Race sneered. "Stop them!"
"Yes!"
The other four king level experts of the Purple Spirit Race looked at each other and immediately parted in different directions in an attempt to stop their retreat. The three Legendary Stage demon beasts that had turned into human forms were also eyeing them with envy, preparing to attack at any moment.
As long as these Legendary Stage experts were killed, it meant that the entire Southern Land would no longer have the strength to resist.
However, Tian Jizi acted as if he had not seen their actions. He looked straight at the leader of the Purple Spirit Race and slowly said, “I have the ultimate style that has cultivated for a hundred years. I've never used it before. I'll give it to you today.”
As soon as he finished speaking, incomparably powerful spirit energy erupted from within his body, instantly connecting heaven and earth!
At this moment, Tian Jizi's aura rose to its peak. Spirit energy circulated around his body, creating an incredible scene!
Without giving his opponent a chance to think, Tian Jizi took a step forward and arrived before the leader of the kings of the Purple Spirit Race. Then, he punched out with a crushing momentum!
"Not good!"
Seeing this, the leader of the Purple Spirit Race kings immediately realized that something was wrong, but he realized that it was too late for him to dodge, so he could only accept the attack directly.
At this moment, the originally unstoppable Tian Jizi suddenly froze in place, as if time had frozen. The spirit energy that erupted from his body quickly shrank and disappeared.
By the time everyone reacted, Tian Jizi had already returned to where he was standing. The seething spirit energy also calmed down, as if nothing had happened.
"What's going on?"
Tian Jizi was a little shocked. He had obviously burned his age and was ready to take the risk. How did this happen?
Did I just hallucinate?
"You should save this for later."
Before he finished speaking, a figure suddenly appeared on the field. The young man was holding a wine pot in his hand, and he had an incredible demeanor. He was like an immortal being that had descended into the mortal world.
"Who are you?"
Tian Jizi was stunned.
Qin Jue did not answer Tian Jizi's question. Instead, he looked at the five king level experts of the Purple Spirit Race and the three transformed demon beasts. "It's supposed to be everyone, right?"
"Hmph, I didn't expect that there was actually another Legendary Stage expert hidden among you humans."
The leader of the Purple Spirit Race king frowned slightly and was full of vigilance.
Qin Jue could not be bothered to waste her breath. Since he had already found his opponent, he did not need to waste any more words. Either way, they'll be dead soon.
But then again, these people really looked like Thanos. If they were wearing gloves, they would look more similar.
Thinking of this, Qin Jue no longer hesitated and punched.
Compared to Tian Jizi's earth-shattering punch just now, Qin Jue's punch seemed easy. When Qin Jue raised his fist, everyone even thought that he was just trying to provoke the other party.
"You…"
The leader of the Purple Spirit Race was just about to speak when an indescribable suffocating feeling suddenly struck his face, making him barely able to breathe. Immediately after, his entire body exploded into a bloody mist, and even his Soul Essence was torn apart.
Air freezes. Everyone was stunned, as if they had been crippled.
Especially Tian Jizi. He believed that even if he burned his entire lifespan, his punch would still be much lower than Qin Jue's punch right now.
“…”
"Ye Qing, come here."
Tian Jizi gulped.
The surprised Ye Qing immediately flew up when he heard the patriarch's call. "Patriark, what's wrong?"
It!
"Patriark, why did you hit me?"
Ye Qing covered her face and said sadly.
Tap thap's!
"Did it hurt?"
Tian Jizi asked.
"That hurts."
Ye Qing nodded.
"In other words, I'm not dreaming?" Tian Jizi asked in disbelief.
Ye Qing: "..."
“…”
"Did you guys take a good look at what just happened?"
After a moment of silence, one of the king level experts of the Purple Spirit Race finally recovered and spoke in a hoarse voice.
"No."
Another king level expert shook his head.
"But the boss's aura has indeed disappeared."
“…”
Yes, the strongest king level expert of the five main tribes of the Purple Spirit Race has died.
Whether it was his body, Soul Essence, or aura, everything had disappeared completely. Not even a single hair was left behind.
How could?
It was a Legendary Stage expert!
"Quick! Let's ask Great Void Dragon to help!”
"Yes yes. The Great Void Dragon could definitely stop him.”
“But... How about Great Void Dragon?”
Some kings of the Purple Spirit Race cried out in panic. They could only put their hopes on the Great Void Dragon. However, they quickly realized that they were unable to find him at all, including the other three Legendary demonic beasts.
What was even more terrifying was that they discovered that the forces under who were strong enough to annex the entire Southern Land had disappeared!
“No need to look for it. It's dead.”
Qin Jue took a sip of wine and punched again.
Pffts.
The king level expert of the Purple Spirit Race who was struck exploded violently. Just like the one in front of him, he turned into a bloody mist and disappeared without even having a chance to shout.
“Saint. This person was a Saint Stage expert … "
Pffts.
Another Legendary Stage expert exploded, and it only took one hit.
“…”
In the blink of an eye, three Legendary Stage experts were killed. Qin Jue's extremely powerful punches were thrown one after another.
The two remaining Purple Spirit Race king level experts and the three transformed demon beasts did not dare to stay any longer. They immediately wanted to use an escape technique to escape, but this space had long been sealed. No matter what they did, they would eventually return to their original location.
“How can this be..”
The two king level experts of the Purple Spirit Race immediately fell into despair.
They had been planning for over a hundred years and had even joined the demonic beasts to return. Just when they were about to succeed, their plan had been destroyed by a single person?
The three Legendary demonic beasts were even more astonished. Didn't the Purple Spirit Race say that they would definitely defeat the Four Major Sects and occupy the Southern Land? Where did this monster come from?!
"The Purple Spirit, you lied to us!"
One of the Legendary demonic beasts said with gritted teeth.
“…”
Qin Jue did not care about what they said to each other. He punched five times in a row. No matter how they fought or fought, the opponents ended up being hit one by one, turning into a bloody mist and disappearing.