Saint Emperor Devourer of Heaven

Laughter erupted throughout the banquet hall.

That guy, just a rogue cultivator, where did he get the nerve to spout such nonsense?

Who is Bu Yunfei?

He is the young master of the Bu family in the capital, and also a top inner disciple of the Great River Sword Sect, a person with status and position throughout the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Bu Yunfei leaned forward and said, "Kid, what did you just say? I didn't hear clearly. Come on, say it again for this young master?"

A flash of cold light appeared in Jun Wuxie's eyes, and he slapped Bu Yunfei, who was leaning in.

With a 'smack'.

This slap caused Bu Yunfei to spin around, his mouth full of teeth, mixed with blood, spraying out like bullets during the spin.

Instantly, the entire place was silent, completely quiet.

In the banquet hall, everyone was dumbfounded.

That rogue cultivator actually dared to attack, slapping Bu Yunfei in public in an extremely humiliating manner!

This was beyond their expectations, and even Murong Qi revealed a look of surprise.

Mu Yang Qingya was also shocked.

"Damn it!"

Bu Yunfei spun three hundred and sixty degrees, completely stunned by the slap. Feeling the intense pain in his face, he almost exploded with anger when he came back to his senses.

A cold light flashed on the ring on his finger, and a spiritual sword appeared in his hand, stabbing towards Jun Wuxie.

As the sword energy burst forth, there was a faint sound of rivers rushing, the sword waves rolled like water patterns, spreading in all directions with astonishing momentum.

Great River Sword Art!

This was the Great River Sword Sect's technique and swordsmanship. When the sword was drawn, it was like a rushing river, continuous and endless.

With a 'ding' sound.

Jun Wuxie's finger glowed with golden light, shattering the sword energy with one finger. The moment he touched the actual tip of the sword, he flicked his finger, and the metallic vibration was ear-piercing.

The spiritual sword in Bu Yunfei's hand instantly bent.

His expression changed drastically, and he only felt an irresistible force coming from the sword, penetrating his palm and fingers. His entire palm felt excruciating pain, as if pierced by countless tiny sword energies.

His palm and fingers lost strength, and the spiritual sword flew out of his hand.

"You!"

Before he could react, he saw that rogue cultivator approaching him, his golden palm raised high, pressing down on his head.

Boom!

As the golden palm covered him, the air currents exploded.

The oppressive blood energy was as heavy as a mountain!

Bu Yunfei felt as if Mount Tai was pressing down on him. His legs buckled, and with a 'boom', he knelt on the ground, his knees shattered, blood flowing freely, and the hard green jade stone floor cracked all over.

The pupils of everyone in the entire banquet hall suddenly contracted.

Bu Yunfei was defeated?

A rogue cultivator, with a wave of his hand, forced Bu Yunfei, who was at the eighth transformation of the凝气 realm, to kneel on the ground!

How was this possible?

Such a scene was too shocking, deeply impacting the eyes of those present.

Bu Yunfei was considered a top figure among his peers, but he was no match for a rogue cultivator from a small place?

"Bastard! I'm going to kill you!"

Bu Yunfei roared in humiliation.

In his entire life, he had never been trampled on like this. Where was his dignity?

Today, in front of so many people, he was forced to kneel on the ground. How would he have the face to gain a foothold in the capital in the future?

"No, you can't kill me." Jun Wuxie looked down at Bu Yunfei and said, "It seems you're still not convinced? I've always persuaded people with reason, so let's talk about it today."

"Talk about reason my ass!"

Bu Yunfei cursed, was there anyone who made people kneel and talk about reason?

"Your words offended my sister, shouldn't you kneel down and repent, begging for her forgiveness?"

Jun Wuxie's tone was calm, but there was a fierce aura in his eyes.

"I repent your…"

Bu Yunfei opened his mouth to curse, but before he could finish speaking, Jun Wuxie's palm suddenly pressed down.

With a loud boom.

The ground where Bu Yunfei was kneeling sank two inches.

The overbearing blood energy poured into his body, causing his internal organs to shift, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Are you convinced by my reasoning?"

Jun Wuxie's palm continued to press down, Bu Yunfei's body continued to sink, and cracks appeared on the surface of his body, the entire surface of his body like broken porcelain.

"I…" Bu Yunfei felt extremely humiliated, wishing he could tear this rogue cultivator into pieces, but the cracking body made him feel fear.

He didn't want to die, he was the young master of the Bu family, with a glorious future, a beautiful future, how could he just die in the hands of a rogue cultivator like this.

Just as he was about to give in, a sword cry resounded through the banquet hall in the distance, and the sword intent spread, causing the temperature of the banquet hall to drop sharply.

"You, a mere rogue cultivator, who gave you the courage to run wild at the Gathering of Talents, you ignorant thing!"

Murong Qi, who had been watching coldly, walked towards Jun Wuxie, several strands of true energy-condensed sword energy shuttling around his body. Each time he took a step, the sword energy vibrated, and waves of energy spread forward.

"Murong Qi, teach this ignorant rogue cultivator a good lesson." Mu Yang Qingya resumed her aloof posture and said, "After teaching him a lesson, let's have a drink to avoid spoiling the fun."

"Who are you, wanting to stand up for Bu Yunfei?"

Jun Wuxie looked coldly at Murong Qi, who was approaching with sword intent.

The feeling this person gave him was much stronger than any opponent he had encountered before.

"I am Murong Qi, the heir of the Murong family, an elite disciple of the Great River Sword Sect! For a rogue cultivator like you to die under my sword is considered bringing glory to your ancestors."

Murong Qi's pace was not fast, but his aura was very terrifying. As he walked, the sword waves rolled, causing everyone along the way to retreat.

"I've long heard that Heir Murong has broken through to the Cave Heaven realm. Seeing him today, he is indeed terrifying!"

"Heir Murong is a top figure among the young talents in the capital, with outstanding talent, he is naturally extraordinary. With him taking action, that rogue cultivator will definitely not be a match for him."

In the banquet hall, people were talking and praising Murong Qi.

"Then let's try it."

Jun Wuxie still maintained the posture of suppressing Bu Yunfei with one hand.

"Overestimating yourself!"

Murong Qi sneered, waving his hand forward.

The sword energy shuttling around his body instantly rushed towards Jun Wuxie, its fierce momentum causing the space to tremble.

Roar!

A tiger's roar sounded from between Jun Wuxie's fingers.

He met the sword energy with a fist.

Golden blood energy condensed into a fierce tiger, rushing forward and colliding with the sword energy.

With a loud bang, the collapsing true energy sword light flew in all directions, startling everyone to retreat. All the seats within ten meters were torn apart, wine, pastries, melons, and fruits scattered all over the ground, a mess.

Failing with one strike, Murong Qi's face was ugly, somewhat embarrassed and angry.

He was an elite disciple of the Great River Sword Sect, a master of the Cave Heaven realm, yet he couldn't take down a rogue cultivator!

"Great River Sword Apparatus!"

Murong Qi spread his arms, and deep true energy surged out of his body, like a long river flowing backward. Sword cries rang out, and the entire true energy river instantly turned into a giant sword, and with a 'buzz', it slashed towards Jun Wuxie in the air.

The blood energy in Jun Wuxie's body surged, and the violent power surged towards his palm and fingers. A dragon's roar resounded through the hall.

Dragon-Tiger Strength!

A palm that condensed military intent caused the blood energy around his body to surge wildly towards his palm and fingers, condensing into a golden true dragon,迎向 the Great River Giant Sword.

The moment the two collided, the blood energy true dragon roared, and the dragon body缠在 the giant sword in the air and twisted it, the giant sword咔嚓裂成了 sword energy fragments.

The next moment, the blood energy true dragon rushed forward, and with a 'boom', blasted Murong Qi more than ten meters away,撞在 the hall柱子上, causing the entire hall to shake a few times.

Puff!

Murong Qi covered his chest, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. His back贴着柱子滑落, half-kneeling on the ground,披头散发,狼狈不堪.

Instantly, the entire banquet hall fell silent again!

Everyone's expression was呆滞.

Murong Qi败了?

洞天境的 Murong Qi,竟败给了那个散修!

这样 的 事实,完全颠覆了他们的认知.