My Brothers Are Geniuses While I’m The Useless One

Why was he so unlucky today? First, he met several frighteningly powerful young people, and then he was ruined by a weird demon plant. Now, he bumped into a strong man in the realm of Emperor Saint. The ancestor of Mangshan, whose reputation spread all over the world and was once looked down upon even by the Holy Sect, was so sad that he almost cried at this moment.

Seeing the opponent's Zen staff being smashed down on his head, he had no choice but to hold up the wooden staff in front of him.

The next moment, a deafening loud noise was heard, the wooden staff flew out of his hand, and the ancestor of Mangshan flew back heavily as if he had been hit by a trebuchet.

He escaped very quickly, but flew back even faster. As soon as he turned his head, he saw Gu Fenghua and others getting closer and closer, and he also saw the strong murderous intent in their eyes.

"I will fight with you..." Of course Patriarch Mangshan knew that for the harsh words he just said, the other party would never let him go. The sadness of the tiger falling into the sun flooded into his heart again, and he let out another roar. But before the roar was over, it stopped abruptly.

A ray of sword light passed through his chest, and the powerful holy energy instantly destroyed his internal organs, his heart, and his soul. His Holy Soul Bead was broken up by the Wu Dingjun envoy hundreds of years ago. The Holy Soul Bead that was finally re-condensed broke again just now. How could it withstand the powerful Holy Qi?

"It's strange. I didn't see her take action. Where did this sword come from?" This was the last question in the life of the ancestor of Mangshan. Before he could come up with the answer, he saw a piece of green air floating on his chest. The face, flesh and blood of his body quickly disappeared, leaving only white bones. Finally, even the white bones turned into powder and disappeared with the wind. That green energy quickly dissipated between heaven and earth.

The ancestor of Mangshan, whose reputation spread throughout the world and made countless people, even the disciples of the sect, change their minds after hearing this, was shattered and ashes were thrown away, and his life was lost.

"Fenghua, did you kill him?" Luo Enen asked in confusion.

"Probably so." Gu Fenghua said, somewhat dumbfounded.

Well, this sword was indeed struck by her, but it was just to vent her anger. She never thought about hurting the ancestor of Mangshan, let alone keeping him. Who would have thought that the ancestor of Mangshan would He bumped into it and ended up in ashes.

Thinking about the Mangshan Patriarch’s unfinished sad roar, even Gu Fenghua felt pity for him. He must have been one of the most famous villains in Wuji Holy Heaven’s tens of thousands of years of history, but he died in such an unknown way. Bu Bai, even to the moment of death, he didn't know what was going on.

Of course, the reason why he died so mysteriously was because of the fat monk. Gu Fenghua and others recognized him. This fat monk with a sinister face and a foul mouth was not Ye Wuse's master.

"If you don't quit, if you don't quit, where are you? Master is here to save you." As he spoke, the fat monk had rushed into the valley, looking around and shouting loudly.

Ye Wuse's face changed drastically, he shrank his head and hid behind Fatty Bai.

Unfortunately, this time, the fat monk had extremely good eyesight. Even though Ye Wuse moved very quickly, he still caught him.

"What's wrong with you? Let me see if you're injured." The great monk looked worried and dragged Ye Wuse to look left and right. Although he looked extremely fierce with a sinister face, his care for Ye Wuse was beyond words.