God of Defiance

Gulu! Gulu! Gulu!

The moment the second arm was cut off, the sound of violent swallowing could be heard from the scene, densely packed and intertwined.

A pair of eyes were staring at the stalwart figure standing at the bottom of the pit, and the look of shock was once again revealed in their eyes.

To know!

Yang Mingtian is no ordinary person, but a famous demon clan saint!

This cruel method of breaking off a person's arm is enough to deal with ordinary warriors.

But it is indeed beyond everyone's imagination to use it to deal with a demon saint like Yang Mingtian!

Because Yang Mingtian represents not only himself, but the entire Great Sun Demon Clan, and even the entire three ancient demon clans!

Chu Tian's cruel behavior at this moment was not only a personal declaration of war against Yang Mingtian, but also a public declaration of war without giving any face to the three major demon clans!

After his arms were chopped off, Yang Mingtian suddenly shivered in pain, his head broke into a cold sweat, and his face was as pale as paper, with almost no trace of blood visible.

"Little bastard, you are dead, you are absolutely dead! Not only are you dead, but the entire Shenlian Sect behind you is 100% dead!"

After a breath, he endured the severe pain and roared loudly and furiously at Chutian, as if he wanted to spray out all the anger in his chest.

Hearing Yang Mingtian's roar, Chu Tian smiled coldly and was completely too lazy to pay attention to him.

He raised his head again and looked at the thin demon saint standing in mid-air. His eyes signaled the other person to hand over the fragments in his hands, otherwise he would completely destroy him!

"Boy, you..."

Upon seeing this, the thin Holy Lord suddenly narrowed his eyes, with a look of hesitation on his face.

He could make a judgment just from Chu Tian's ruthless behavior just now!

It is entirely possible that Chu Tian ignored the intimidation of the three demon clans and killed Yang Mingtian with a single blow on the spot!

But he has only one responsibility during this trip, which is to protect the lives of the three demon geniuses and send them on their way to the stars smoothly.

Once he fails, he will definitely face serious accountability after returning to the Heaven Burying Demon Ridge.

But he was extremely unwilling to just send the fragments out obediently.

Because after returning to the Heaven-Burying Demon Ridge, he had no way to explain to the top leaders of the three major demon clans!

When the time comes, he will definitely be the one who endures the hardship!

"Can't give it away, absolutely can't give it away!"

"If Chu Tian, ​​this little bastard, kills me with one blow, you will resolutely give up the fragments, and everyone will be done with it, and no one will be able to set foot on the road to the stars again!"

Just when he was hesitating, a roar suddenly came from the bottom of the pit.

At the same time as the roar came, Yang Mingtian's eyes widened and he stared at Chu Tian. In his eyes, besides anger, he was tough, absolutely tough!

The hatred between him and Chu Tian was as deep as the sea, and they would never end until death. Deep in his heart, he would rather give up his life than let Chu Tian get his fragment!

Since he no longer has the opportunity to embark on the road to the stars, no one here can even think about it. They might as well just stay in Zhenwu Continent and develop slowly.

"Haha, Yang Mingtian, your bones are quite strong. Since you have already decided to die, it would be unreasonable for me to fail to help you!"

After a breath, Chu Tian lowered his head and looked down at Yang Mingtian, sneered, held the long knife in his hand, and slowly raised it.

This scene, seen from a distance, looks like a god of death from hell, raising the sickle in his hand high, ready to harvest the life of the world without mercy!

"Little bastard, if you dare to touch my clan's holy son again, I will give up the fragment immediately!"

Just when Chu Tian raised his sword, an angry shout suddenly came from the mouth of the thin saint in mid-air.

"Brother Chu, if you have something to say, please speak it carefully and don't be impulsive!"

"Yes, once we miss this opportunity, we don't know how many years we will have to wait for the next opportunity!"

"It's better to dissolve enemies than to make enemies. For our common interests, there is no need for you two to fight each other to the death. Wouldn't it be great if you each take a step back and let everyone be happy?"

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Upon hearing the angry shouting, everyone at the scene panicked and hurriedly spoke to try to mediate.

The situation at hand is indeed very tense.

One side wants the pieces, but the other side won't give them!

One party threatens to tear up the vote, and the other party is ready to play it all!

There is only one way to resolve this tense situation, and that is for both parties to take a step back, and the world will be brighter!

After hearing the various persuasion coming from all around, the thin Holy Lord standing in mid-air suddenly showed a hint of emotion on his face.

"Holy Son, should we..."

Then, he looked down at Yang Mingtian who was lying down, and whispered, hoping to hear the latter's opinion.

As a result, before Yang Mingtian had time to reply, a sneer suddenly came from Chu Tian's mouth: "Haha, I, Chu Tian, ​​am not an unreasonable person. Since all my friends have said so, I will sacrifice a little bit of my personal life. Small benefits!”

"If you want to survive, you can get one million top-quality spiritual stones at a fixed price. No need to discuss anything less!"

Then, he spoke in a deep voice and put forward his conditions.

One million top-quality spiritual stones... hiss!

When everyone at the scene heard the conditions proposed by Chu Tian, ​​their expressions suddenly changed and they took a deep breath.

Even though they all come from the top forces in Central Continent and have strong financial resources, far exceeding ordinary people, one million top-grade spiritual stones is still an astronomical figure that they cannot ignore!

After hearing the harsh conditions proposed by Chu Tian, ​​Yang Mingtian instantly regained some composure, and hesitation and contemplation appeared on his face.

Although he was of noble birth and had extraordinary blood, he had endured countless hardships and put in a lot of hard work since he was a child to reach this level. Of course, he did not want to give up his great future casually!

After a few breaths, he looked gloomy, gritted his teeth slightly, and nodded slightly towards the thin Holy Lord in mid-air.

Uh-huh!

Seeing Yang Mingtian nod, the thin saint in mid-air immediately flicked his hand and flew out a storage ring, which was caught by Chu Tian in his hand.

"Not bad!"

After grabbing the ring, Chu Tian released his spiritual thoughts and instantly entered it. After scanning it, he immediately smiled and nodded with satisfaction.

In the next breath, he released his right foot from Yang Mingtian's chest, but suddenly stretched back, exerted force, and kicked Yang Mingtian hard!

"Ah...little bastard!"

In an instant, the latter screamed, and like a meteor, it streaked a parabola in the void and flew hundreds of miles away in the blink of an eye.

Seeing this, the skinny Holy Lord in the air suddenly changed his expression. He hurriedly put away the two severed arms lying at the bottom of the pit, then jumped out and hurriedly flew towards the place where Yang Mingtian fell.

Everyone near the pit was slightly stunned when they saw this scene, and the same thought came to their minds!

This kid is so cruel!