The scene was silent. Everyone was shocked by Blood Hand's ruthlessness and had no idea for a moment.
Deep in the crowd, Qi Shan pondered for a moment, and finally resisted the pressure and stepped forward. "May I ask who you are? My name, Primordial Immortal Sect Heavenly Sword Peak, cannot be insulted like this!"
Blood Hand glanced at Qi Shan and clapped his hands casually. "Nascent Soul Sixth Layer? His strength is not weak!"
The other party paused for a moment, then thought about it again and felt a chill to the bone, "Listen carefully, I act Blood Sha Alliance and never hide my head or show my tail. I kill when I kill and I rob when I rob. Why do I need to explain to others?"
"I came here today only for one thing."
His emotionless eyes slowly scanned all the disciples below and said word by word:
"Hand over that bastard who dares to throw dirty water on my Blood Sha Alliance head."
"I want to ask him personally who gave him the guts to impersonate me."
Dozens of figures swept out from various parts of the ship and hovered in the air on both sides of the giant ship. They were all solidly cultivated, Sha Qi awe-inspiring, and the lowest were Nascent Soul Early Stage desperadoes.
They didn't say a word, just looked down at everyone in the field, like a pack of vicious wolves staring at their prey.
Qi Shan's heart moved, and the secret passage was indeed a group of gangsters from the Blood Sha Alliance, but the development of the matter was obviously completely different from what he knew at the beginning.
The sect's conclusion points directly to Blood Hand rogue bandits causing chaos, but now that the rightful owner has come in person, he is completely ignorant in his words. It is obvious that someone is deliberately framing the fault.
On the giant ship in the sky, a group of people did not form a formation or line up. Their postures were loose and casual, but they revealed a unique tacit understanding after long-term fighting.
The oppressive confrontation spread silently.
Qi Shan looked confused at this moment. He really didn't know what to do. Now that he was outnumbered, his group was simply not enough to kill the other party.
Give up? You're used to it anyway!
Qi Shan Grit your teeth, then give in, and keep the green hills without worrying about having no firewood!
Just when Qi Shan was about to show weakness and ease the situation, there was suddenly a steady sound of footsteps beside him.
He turned around and looked around, his heart suddenly relaxed as the hanging boulder suddenly fell to the ground.
I saw Zhou Qi raising his hand to push aside the few disciples blocking the way in front of him, striding out of the crowd, walking steadily forward, facing the high-altitude giant ship and the iron-blooded enemy.
In mid-air, Meteoric Iron Warship pressed to the top, and Sha Qi sank.
Blood Hand stood at the bow of the ship, an evil ghost mask covering his face, and a pair of cold eyes overlooking the people below.
Zhou Qi pushed aside the two disciples who were blocking the way. Seeing this, several people in front of him stepped out of the way, allowing Zhou Qi to stride to the front.
Qi Shan breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at Zhou Qi, and then retreated behind Zhou Qi with great discernment.
Blood Hand glanced at Zhou Qi in the front with utter contempt and indifference.
Divine Sense looked over and saw at a glance Zhou Qi Nascent Soul Third Layer Spiritual Power circulating around him.
The hoarse voice, carrying a murderous and murderous aura, slowly resounded through the mountains and fields. "Oh, how dare you Nascent Soul Third Layer ants stand in front of me? Are you Primordial Immortal Sect all gone?"
Before he finished speaking, he didn't even bother to move and raised his hand, and casually shot it in the air with his palm.
This palm seemed ordinary, but it was full of the strong cultivation of monk Nascent Soul Eighth Layer. The air was instantly crushed by the wind of the palm, and a condensed gray palm print Air-Breaking Slash galloped at a speed beyond imagination, approaching Zhou Qi's face.
In Blood Hand's opinion, this casual palm was enough to crush a Nascent Soul Third Layer monk's protective body Spiritual Power and kill him on the spot.
All the remaining Heavenly Sword Peak disciples in the field held their breath, Qi Shan's pupils shrank suddenly, and he subconsciously clenched his palms.
Although he knew that Zhou Qi was stronger than him, he didn't dare to believe that Zhou Qi could resist the high-level blow of Nascent Soul in front of him.
The gap in cultivation across five or six small realms cannot be bridged by ordinary talent.
But the next second, something unexpected happened.
Facing the fatal palm prints that were speeding towards him, Zhou Qi's steps were as steady as a rock, his body did not dodge, and he did not even take out the Startling Rainbow Saber on his waist.
He suddenly raised his right arm, grabbed the scabbard of Startling Rainbow Saber and slapped it directly on the side of the palm print.
Bang!
The muffled sound of the scabbard colliding with the palm print suddenly exploded.
Zhou Qi This shot was extremely skillful, accurately hitting the stress point on the side of the opponent's palm print, and forcefully deflected the crushing palm by half an inch.
The out-of-control palm prints passed over Zhou Qi's shoulder and hit the bluestone mountain behind. The rock wall exploded, dense cracks spread for several feet in an instant, and dust and thick smoke billowed up.
One move failed!
On the bow of the ship, Blood Hand's figure suddenly paused, and the contempt in his eyes instantly faded away, replaced by a strong look of surprise.
He never expected that a junior of Nascent Soul Third Layer could accurately dismantle his own blow. The subtlety of the palm force he just used was far beyond the knowledge of monks of the same level.
"Some tricks."
Blood Hand no longer looked down upon, the anger in his eyes skyrocketed, the eyes under the mask were cold and locked firmly on Zhou Qi below.
He was not in a hurry to take action again, but used the majestic Nascent Soul Eighth Layer pressure like the sea and the murderous intent of perennial killings to suddenly pour out, turning into a substantial bloody wave, crushing down towards the ground.
Strong winds blew up, gravel flew, and the ruins of the entire mining area were instantly shrouded in terrifying pressure.
The remaining Heavenly Sword Peak disciples around him all slumped, their knees felt numb, and they almost knelt down. Even Qi Shan, who was not weak in combat power, felt severe pain in his shoulders. Qi and Blood surged, and he involuntarily took a few steps back, and his whole body muscles were trembling slightly due to overwhelm.
Everyone in the audience was so overwhelmed by the terrifying cultivation level of Nascent Soul that their breath was stagnant and it was difficult to move.
Only Zhou Qi stood straight on the spot, motionless.
The next second, a more condensed and sharper invisible spiritual pressure exploded from the depths of his soul. He did not avoid or dodge, and faced Blood Hand's cultivation pressure head-on.
Invisible air waves collided in mid-air, and silent explosions resounded throughout the world. A circular air wave visible to the naked eye swept across the four directions with the two people in the center, rolling up scorched earth and rubble all over the ground.
Blood Hand's whole body suddenly stagnated, his pupils shrank suddenly, and a huge storm surged in his heart.
He could see clearly that the young man in front of him had a cultivation level of only Nascent Soul Third Layer, and the gap in realm was five levels, but the pressure of the soul and spirit released by the other party was overwhelming him.
With the ultimate sharpness that pierces illusions and chops everything into pieces, his Nascent Soul Eighth Layer foundation is faintly trembling!
"It's just Nascent Soul Third Layer, how can the soul beat me?"
Blood Hand murmured to himself in a low voice, his tone full of disbelief, and then his murderous intent boiled to the bone.
He has been wandering and killing for decades, and has never seen such a monster that goes against common sense. He must not stay here today. Once he is allowed to grow up, he will become a serious trouble in the future!
Without a moment's hesitation, Blood Hand's figure suddenly swept out from the bow of the ship, covered in blood Spiritual Power, and the strong wind tore through the sky and rushed towards Zhou Qi.
"Everyone takes action! Kill all Primordial Immortal Sect disciples, leaving no one behind!"