"Did Sima Mengmo just die like that?"
"Gasp—No way... Am I dreaming?"
"Just what is Xingtian's background? He's too brutal!"
"So savage... Who could possibly stop an Xingtian like this?"
"Xingtian killed Sima Mengmo with just one slap and one kick?"
The living beings discussed excitedly, their faces filled with disbelief and shock, including Fairy Hei Die.
She gazed at the Nine Emperors Platform and murmured, "Could this kind of power be related to the Extreme Flame Demon God?"
Xingtian's fighting style was extremely similar to Ji Yongsheng's. Both the Wu Tribe and the Extreme Flame Demon God were powerful races that pursued Proving Dao through Strength. Combined with the widespread rumor that Qin Jun was the reincarnation of a War God, Fairy Hei Die could not help but draw the wrong conclusion.
When the six black-robed men saw the Ghost King's Soul Scattered, they were nearly scared senseless. In a moment of distraction, they were struck repeatedly by Yang Jian's Supreme Dharma Eye.
With Sima Mengmo's death, the six black-robed men were bound to follow in his footsteps.
"Xingtian's strength is indeed formidable."
Patriarch Bodhi stroked his beard and smiled, yet he remained calm and composed. If he fought Xingtian, he was absolutely confident in his victory.
Qin Jun shook his head with a smile and turned to walk toward his pavilion.
At the same time, Xingtian charged into the Golden Light Array and unleashed punch after punch. His figure was swift as a flash, and every punch scattered one black-robed man in the Grand Unity Supreme Immortal Realm. He ended the battle in less than three breaths, leaving Golden Light Holy Mother in the air stunned for a long while.
The opponents she and Yang Jian had been unable to deal with for so long had been resolved