The fire disappeared because of two ninth-grade warriors entering the holy realm present, Zhen Ping's self-destruction did not have much impact, and most of them avoided it.

This was very unfair to him. He tried his best to do his best but did not play much role and seemed to have no value.

Of course not. His efforts are valuable and of great value. At least it tells everyone that none of the union’s people are soft-boys who succumb to their tyranny.

The elder of the Tu family appeared in everyone's sight again, but the other party's expression was not very good at this moment, because a lot of people from the Tu family fell down.

Although they are all guards at the bottom, they are also part of the Tu family.

These people cannot die in vain, but someone must pay a certain price for this.

"Old man Ma, do you still want to hide?"

The eldest son of the Tu family began to force Old Man Ma to take action. As the leader of these people, Old Man Ma's defeat would end the battle that lasted all morning.

Of course, Old Man Ma would not hide. He had already made a decision from the moment Zhen Ping died. This was an unavoidable battle. As the highest level here, a battle was inevitable.

So he wants to come out.

"President, you can't go, let's go!"

"Yes, President, we are still alive, let's do this!"

...

The people behind him showed a sad expression. No one expected that the Tu family would be more powerful than they thought, so powerful that they could resist without any temper.

But when everyone saw that the old man was going to do something that could already think of the ending, everyone couldn't help but make a sound.

Old Man Ma shook his head and rejected the kindness of these people. He wanted to avenge Zhen Ping.

So the figure disappeared directly from the spot. At such a fast speed, it was really surprising that it was a warrior who had a unique retention of power.

The elder of the Tu family thought of the result, so he turned around and wanted to stop it, but he was one step too late.

The warrior who had fought with Zhen Ping before was pinned by the old man, and he was lifted up and struggled hard.

He could only make a move without any power, because the moment Old Man Ma lifted his hand to the other party's neck, his spiritual energy was forcibly blocked into the sea of ​​qi.

There is no difference between a warrior and a waste without spiritual energy.

"It's not wrong to block his attack, it's not wrong to wave the spear in your hand, it's not wrong to penetrate his body, it's not wrong, it's not wrong, it's just..." Old Man Ma looked at the other party's fearful eyes, and his tone paused, "It's just that sometimes it doesn't mean it's right, so you have to pay the price."

This illogical logic is indeed the most difficult truth in the world. He is right, but he still has to pay the corresponding price for his behavior.

"Click!"

The sound of a broken neck sounded, and then the man was thrown to the ground like a pile of mud, without breathing, only his eyes that were still open, with unwillingness and fear.

Of course he would be unwilling to give up because he had not yet made a name for himself and was still young.

Of course he would be afraid, after all, this was an attack from the ninth-level saint realm, after all, this was his power without any resistance.

There are only two different grades, but I didn’t expect the gap between them to be so big, and it feels like a different world.

Even the elder of the Tu family did not expect that this old man, who was considered cynical in Lingxiao City, would have such powerful power.

It turns out that he is not the one who has just touched a little bit of God. It turns out that he has also walked very far on the way to ask God.

"I really underestimated it. I didn't expect you to have reached a half-step questioning about God's power." The elder of the Tu family sighed sincerely in surprise.

"Sometimes, it doesn't mean he doesn't. Since Zhen Ping is dead, someone should be responsible for it, right?"

An invisible aura spread around Old Man Ma, as if it was pressed down by continuous mountains. Not to mention the action, he could not even breathe.

This terrible power was withdrawn from everyone, and the warriors of the Tu family showed embarrassing expressions. There was nothing we could do. Although everyone was a warrior who entered the holy realm, the gap between them was too big.

No wonder the elders stopped him when others suggested attacking the union. If the power behind them was not exposed, Hu would have struggled without the support of the head of the family, relying on his previous strength.

The power of artistic conception has obviously suppressed the people around you. This power different from that in the body is, with the help of this natural power, no longer needs to be verified.

Old Man Ma not only walked a long way on the road of realm, but also walked a long way on the road of artistic conception. This is the old man who has always been cynical in everyone's eyes!

Except for the elder of the Tu family who could remain calm under the power of this artistic conception, everyone else was very painful.

Of course, the elder of the Tu family won't do anything, because he also asked about the strength of the divine realm halfway.

The other party's artistic conception is a sword. This was seen at the city gate after Xia Chenglong killed the president of the Warriors Association. This is also a force that is increasingly neglecting.

The two artistic conceptions are entangled together, and it is difficult to separate and resolve.

If the artistic conception of Old Man Ma is compared to a continuous mountain range, the artistic conception of the elder of the Tu family is countless swords.

These swords will cut off the bottom line of the mountains. Offense is defense, and defense is offense.

If you look closely, their spaces are different from their usual appearance, as if they are squeezing each other.

The ground had long been cracked, and this power had been completely spread out. The battle between two half-step warriors in the divine realm seemed different.

Half-step questioning God is ultimately half-step questioning God, so they cannot be as substantial as Xia Chenglong, Tu family head, and Zong Xueqin. Even so, no one dares to get involved in their space.

"Is this the mountain moving environment you are proud of?"

Obviously, the elder of the Tu family still had a profound study of Old Man Ma, which was why he asked such a question.

"Why, when did your sword become so weak, I was a little surprised!"

Old Man Ma didn't want to let him go, and he said one by one tormenting words.

If you want to harm others, the elder of the Tu family is really not his opponent. After all, his cynical influence has long been spread throughout Lingxiao City.

The "cynicism" here is not the rich young men who eat and drink, but because this old man likes to play so much and often treats things as games.

But the world is very strange, everyone is laughing, laughing at each other so casually.

"The world is happy, not knowing how to enjoy it!"

Everyone is laughing at Old Ma, and Old Ma will laugh with him. He is not laughing at himself, but laughing at those who laugh at him.

The elder of the Tu family frowned. Since the next battle was an inevitable battle, let him end the farce.

It is time for Lingxiao City to need peace. From today on, there will be no more miscellaneous things. Unity is a necessary prerequisite for moving forward.

Therefore, their battle will not only be a competition of artistic conception, but also a competition of realm and spiritual energy.
Chapter completed!