Gao Wu: Invincibility Starts From Liver Experience

"Master."

After seeing the person clearly, thousands of words, all kinds of grievances in my heart were reduced to these two words.

Meng Qi thought that everything he had done so far was worthy of Xia Guo, but what he got in return was this kind of result, his heart was already cold to the bottom.

"Zhao Wuya has told me everything about you, and I will make the decision for you."

With a single sentence, Di Wentian took everything on his shoulders.

"Di Wentian, have you stepped into the Holy One?"

Ye Changkong looked suspicious, and found that he couldn't see through Di Wentian. He had only encountered this situation with other saints.

"Ye Changkong, I should have warned you, no matter how the younger generation attacks Meng Qi, I don't care, but if the older generation attacks Meng Qi, I will kill one by one."

Di Wentian was extremely domineering, with a murderous intent in his tone.

Hearing this, everyone was shocked.

Di Wentian actually wanted to kill the saint.

Zhao Wuya's expression was dull, as if he had thought of something, his excited hands were shaking.

The once mighty Di Wentian might be coming back.

Ye Jinglin, Ye Lingyun and others couldn't believe what they heard, and they bluntly said that they would kill the saints. Such words are really shocking.

"Arrogance, I'm standing here, you can give it a try."

After Ye Changkong held back with one hand, as a saint who had beheaded a saint of a foreign race in his early years, even if Di Wentian was also a saint, he had unparalleled self-confidence.

Di Wentian glanced back, Zhao Wuya understood the meaning, and immediately led Meng Qi, Guo Lei and others back.

Seeing this, members of the Ye family, Zhang Bairen and the others also quickly left here.

Everyone looked nervously at the center of the city. Could it be that a battle of saints is really going to break out today.

"I respect you for beheading a saint of a foreign race in the past, and let you do three tricks."

Di Wentian stood proudly, not paying attention to Ye Changkong at all.

"Junior, don't think that once you step into a saint, you can be arrogant. Today, I will let you know that even if you are both saints, there is a huge difference in strength."

The flames around Ye Changkong condensed, and the seemingly ordinary flames burned the space out of nothingness.

The flames converged on his palm, continuously compressing, changing from yellow to orange, and then to golden red, like a static lotus flower.

He pushed lightly, and the flames swept across the space, leaving a dark crack in the space where it passed.

When the flame came in front of him, Di Wentian stretched out his right hand, but the palm was not covered with any spiritual energy, but the flame stopped in front of the palm strangely.

Di Wentian raised his right hand upwards, the flame changed its trajectory, flew up into the sky, and passed through the clouds.

A small flame lotus expanded into a sea of ​​flames covering the entire city in the blink of an eye.

The sea of ​​flames appeared, and the clouds in the sky were completely burned. The terrifying temperature made even Meng Qi and others on the ground feel their skins were burned.

Its power can be imagined.

And the aura that belonged exclusively to the saints in this sea of ​​flames also instantly attracted the attention of other saints. They flew into the sky, stepped out in one step, it was hundreds of thousands of meters, and they came to the sky above the east coast in a few breaths.

When they saw Di Wentian standing opposite Ye Changkong, they were all surprised for a moment.

Ye Changkong and the others knew that the veteran saint, who had beheaded the alien saint in the past, was very powerful.

But what's going on with Di Wentian, hasn't he already been banned from entering the battlefield of the Ten Thousand Clans? How could he have the strength to fight Ye Changkong.

Not sure, look again.

Zhao Wuya was so excited when he saw that Di Wentian really hit Ye Changkong immediately.

"This old monster has really stepped into the realm of saints."

My master is actually a saint! ?

Meng Qi was also very confused, at first he just wanted to worship a great master as his master, but in a blink of an eye he became a saint.

What is surprise, this is surprise.

If I had known that my background was so strong, I would have killed more people from the Ye family.

Kill less.

At this moment, Di Wentian's eyes seemed to penetrate layers of space, and his voice was endlessly solemn:

"Those who step into the territory of Xia Kingdom will be killed without mercy."

The foreign sages over the east coast didn't take it seriously. A person who was banned from entering the battlefield of all races, who was he threatening?

"Sure enough, you have stepped into the saint, take my second move."

Ye Changkong's face became more solemn, the move just now was just a test, to test whether Di Wentian had entered the realm of saints.

Now that it has been confirmed that Di Wentian has entered the Saint Realm, he is about to get serious.

"True Flame of Nothingness."

The flames around Ye Changkong turned black.

As soon as the flame came out, everyone immediately felt that their bodies were about to burn.

The saints who belonged to Xia Kingdom in the sky above joined forces to set up an enchantment to separate the space around the two of them so as not to affect other people.

The black flame divided into two, divided into four, and divided into eight, filling the entire space.

Ye Changkong pointed away, and black flames shot at Di Wentian from all directions.

"Ye Changkong should have been serious. The power of this black flame is hundreds of times greater than the power of the flame just now. But don't worry, your master has always been invincible in the same realm, so it shouldn't be a big problem."

Zhao Wuya was afraid that Meng Qi would be worried, so he comforted him.

"Ok."

Meng Qi has already opened the eyes of true understanding, this is a rare battle of saints, if he can get a glimpse of some mysteries, it will definitely improve his future practice.

Facing the jet-black flames, Di Wentian gently raised his right hand as before, and the black flames stopped strangely one meter in front of him.

Di Wentian turned his palm over, and the pitch-black flame began to shrink until it disappeared completely.

Ye Changkong's brows were tightly furrowed, he was nothing but true flame, but he couldn't even bear the space, but he was controlled by Di Wentian.

What does this mean? It means that Di Wentian's strength is stronger than imagined.

"Could it be that he has spied on the bottleneck of the Great Sage?"

Black flames burned on the surface of Ye Changkong's body, supporting him into a five-meter-high flame titan.

The flames rose under the feet, melting the ground and turning it into a pitch-black sea of ​​flames.

Even the barriers set up by several saints began to distort when burned by the pitch-black flames.

Back then, he was beheading the alien saint with this move.

"Even if you touch the bottleneck of the Great Sage, turn it into ashes in the flames."

Ye Changkong's body flickered, and he came to Di Wentian in an instant, raised his huge fist, and smashed it down with a strong sense of pressure and temperature.

Di Wentian raised his head, but gently raised his arms.

The huge fist stopped half a meter away from his palm.

"how is this possible?"

Ye Changkong's eyes were filled with disbelief, he could feel his fists moving forward, but the distance of half a meter felt as if it was separated by a piece of time and space.

"Even if it is separated by a piece of time and space, it will burn for me."

The pitch-black flames on the surface of the fist exploded, directly incinerating the space.

However, the fist only advanced a centimeter.

One centimeter is a piece of time and space, and Ye Changkong could no longer hold back the horror in his heart, and it all showed on his face.

"Three tricks have passed, now it's my turn."

Di Wentian looked directly at the night sky, and said lightly.