Disciple, you are invincible, go down the mountain and harm your fiancée.

"you……"

Li Daofeng's answer made Yuchi Shiqing, who was proud just now, furious.

At this moment, she felt sick about eating a dead child!

She kindly reminded Li Daofeng, but he was like shooing flies away and asked her to leave. He also said that if he didn't leave, he would slap her. This made her, the proud daughter of heaven, feel less uncomfortable.

"Hee hee, it's really ridiculous. I recruited people, but they didn't agree, hee hee..." King Xuanyuan's granddaughter said with a low voice.

Originally, Yuchi Shiqing and Sun Yucheng were humiliated and angry by Li Daofeng. Now that they were ridiculed like this, their anger was almost suppressed.

If it had been another person, he would have gone up and slapped him to death.

However, this is Li Daofeng.

Putting aside the evil nature of this kid, let's see if he can beat Li Daofeng. He really likes Li Daofeng's talent alone. He can't bear to kill such a genius.

"My little friend, you are being a little unkind. I hope you can..."

Before Sun Yucheng could finish his words, Li Daofeng said impatiently: "Let's go, or don't leave!"

As he spoke, Li Daofeng's cold and sharp eyes locked on Mo Youya of the Pilgrimage Gate!

He won't let this person go!

Sun Yucheng was stunned, and a look of anger flashed across his face.

He snorted coldly and his face turned very ugly.

"Hahaha, friends of Xuantian Sect, you have also seen that this little beast is a ungrateful thing, so there is no need to talk nonsense with him, just get rid of him!"

Mo Youya, who was standing behind, said with a smile with a sense of gloating.

Sun Yucheng, who was already offended by Li Daofeng's ignorance, became even more angry when he heard what he said and said coldly:

"Okay! Come on, I, Tianxuan Sect, will no longer meddle in other people's business. You can do whatever you want!"

Sun Yucheng, with a dark face, planned to ask Mo Youya to teach Li Daofeng a lesson and let him know what it felt like to be beaten.

When he was hurt from being beaten, he knew how important it was to have a strong sect and backer.

At that time, if he raises the question just now, Li Daofeng will definitely kneel on the ground with tears in his eyes, begging to join the Xuantian Sect, and begging to become his teacher.

Mo Youya on the side suddenly laughed when he heard Sun Yucheng's words: "Thank you!"

Then he looked at Li Daofeng with eyes like a poisonous snake, locked on Li Daofeng.

"Little beast, if you don't take the road to heaven, you have to go to hell!"

"In that case, I will show you what hell is like!"

While speaking, Mo Youya had already moved. His body was like a cannonball, and he rushed towards Li Daofeng with a whooshing sound. His powerful breath made the gravel on the ground move!

Almost in the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of Li Daofeng.

Li Daofeng faced all this without moving at all. Mo Youya was fast, but in his eyes, it was just like that.

Seeing that Li Daofeng had no intention of taking action, Mo Youya laughed disdainfully: "Hahaha, little beast, you must have been scared to death. This is the power of a saint-level powerhouse. Just accept your fate!"

He raised his hand and struck Li Daofeng with a palm. This palm was filled with devastating power. The powerful palm force exploded in the ancient tomb with the sound of breaking through the air.

Bah!

This palm hit Li Daofeng firmly, and Li Daofeng did not move from beginning to end.

It was like he was really frightened and didn't know how to fight back.

However, this powerful palm hit Li Daofeng, and it was not what Mo Youya thought. Li Daofeng was directly destroyed by him.

Li Daofeng stood there as if nothing was wrong, not even moving a step.

"This is your saint-level power! It's nothing more than that!" Li Daofeng said playfully with a disdainful smile on his lips.

"What? You..."

Mo Youya's eyes widened and he looked at Li Daofeng in disbelief. He almost thought that he had an illusion!

He had just struck a palm, but he had used [-]% of his power. With this palm strike, if there was no defense, an emperor-level powerhouse would be blown away by his palm.

But when he hit Li Daofeng, he seemed to be fine.

how can that be!

hallucinations!

It must be an illusion!

Mo Youya thought this in his heart. He simply didn't believe that Li Daofeng would be unscathed after taking his palm.

The next moment, Li Daofeng moved.

The Yin Yang Sword in his hand mercilessly slashed towards Mo Youya's palm.

Cold light flashes!

Mo Youya's palm, together with half of his arm, fell with the cold light.

A saint-level powerhouse with an extremely powerful body was chopped off like tofu by Li Daofeng at this moment.

One can imagine how terrifying the power contained in this sword is.

"This...how is this possible?"

"Elder Sun, he... how did he do it? Can you see through his cultivation? How powerful is he? He just killed two saints, and now he cut off the saint's arm at close range with a sword. Am I being blinded?"

Yuchi Shiqing was completely confused. The peek just now and the close look now were two completely different visual impacts.

Sun Yucheng was also shocked. He had already determined that he had underestimated Li Daofeng's strength.

"This kid is so weird and evil! Only now I noticed that I can't see through his cultivation. This is a very scary thing..."

On the other side, Mo Youya lost one of his palms. Under the severe pain, he became even more angry, and the anger almost burned through his chest.

As a saint-level strongman, breaking off a hand is not a big deal to him, and it will not have much impact on his combat effectiveness.

Instead, the hatred of the Broken Palm made his fighting power even more powerful. He endured the severe pain and roared:

"You little beast, you're really looking for death. Die for me. I'm going to kill you!"

In anger, Mo Youya wanted to kill Li Daofeng. He clenched his other hand into a fist and hit Li Daofeng crazily.

boom!

There was a huge noise, and Mo Youya's earth-shattering fist hit Li Daofeng hard on the chest. The powerful force made the stones under Li Daofeng's feet fly.

But Li Daofeng stood still and didn't move at all!

The fist that hit him was like hitting cotton, with no force at all.

"you……"

"Impossible! This is impossible?"

Mo Youya's eyes widened and he looked at Li Daofeng's chest and his fist. His voice began to tremble when he spoke. He punched with all his strength, but he still couldn't move Li Daofeng at all.

what the hell?

Mo Youya was really shocked and scared this time.

He only felt his heart trembling, and deep fear rose from the bottom of his heart.