Heaven-devouring Sword Emperor

Obviously, everyone was completely shocked by Loong Che's combat strength today.    

    

"En?"    

    

At this moment, even Qing Tianzi, who was standing at the peak of the Nine Heavens Immortal Stairway with a calm expression, had a puzzled expression on his face.    

    

It seemed like Loong Che's performance today was enough to attract his attention.    

    

However, the doubt on his face completely disappeared.    

    

Clearly, although Loong Che was able to attract his attention, it was not something that he could attach importance to. In his eyes, only he was a high and mighty existence while the others were merely ants.    

    

His pride seemed to be born naturally!    

    

"Hehe, I don't care where you came from. Today, you have violated the rules of the Southern Xia Martial Palace by killing innocents on this Nine Heavens Immortal Stairway. Therefore, you must be punished."    

    

A ruthless expression surfaced on Yun Zhonge's face while he was stunned.    

    

As the number one disciple of the Southern Xia Martial Palace's Hongwu Hall, he was unable to slap Loong Che off the Nine Heavens Immortal Stairway with his palm. Clearly, he felt that he had lost a lot of face.    

    

Since he had lost his face, he had to get him back!    

    

Cold light shot out from Yun Zhonge's eyes.    

    

"Hehe, these guys attacked me first. You guys didn't care about it. Now, all of them have been taken care of by me. Instead, you guys are meddling in my business. Don't tell me that the disciples of Southern Xia Martial Palace have no rules in their actions?"    

    

Loong Che showed no signs of fear in the face of Yun Zhonge's cold eyes.    

    

Although Yun Zhonge's combat strength was formidable, he wasn't afraid of him.    

    

Although he couldn't defeat him, escaping from his grip was as easy as flipping his palm.    

    

He was only here to join in the fun of the Southern Xia Martial Palace's disciple selection. If it wasn't for Ouyang Ruoxi, he was afraid that he wouldn't have any dealings with the Southern Xia Martial Palace.    

    

Therefore, there was nothing to be afraid of if he didn't have any worries in his heart.    

    

"Hehe, what an arrogant brat. You are the first one who dared to speak to me in such a manner!"    

    

Yun Zhonge's expression became colder and colder.    

    

Waves of cold aura burst out from his body, causing the surrounding air to show signs of freezing.    

    

Those who saw this immediately exclaimed.    

    

"Yun Zhonge's Frost Mystic Technique! Looks like he's really angry!"    

    

"Fogweed, Loong Che is really finished this time. If he provokes Yun Zhonge, he won't have a good ending!"    

    

"That's right, Yun Zhonge is not someone Lee Badao and the others can compare with! The number one disciple of Hongwu Hall, his reputation is not just for show!"    

    

Many people with discerning eyes could see this, and they broke out in a cold sweat for Loong Che.    

    

Today, Loong Che really had many twists and turns.    

    

"Stinky Boy, I'll let you have a taste of what it feels like to turn into ice and fall down from here. What it feels like to fall into pieces!"    

    

A cold light suddenly shone in Yun Zhonge's eyes. A cold Qi spread out from his body and enveloped the dragon in an instant.    

    

"Frost Mystic Technique? Not bad indeed..."    

    

Loong Che's eyes were solemn as he looked at the Profound Qi fluctuation that was spreading out. The Devouring Power in his body had completely opened up.    

    

Yun Zhonge was worthy of being called the number one disciple of the Hongwu Hall. His body was covered with the frost profound skill, and it seemed like he had reached the acme of perfection.    

    

However, there was no fear in Loong Che's eyes. The Profound Qi in his body was rolling in waves, and the Qi in his body had once again erupted to the limit.    

    

"Humph! Stinky Boy, don't do useless things anymore! A mantis trying to stop a chariot, useless fart! Go to hell!"    

    

Yun Zhonge shouted. In the space in front of him, a huge ice fist suddenly formed. Like a meteorite, it instantly smashed towards Loong Che.    

    

As the ice fist came at him, a freezing aura spread out in all directions. At this moment, Loong Che could even feel the circulation of the Profound Qi in his body slowing down.    

    

"Sou!"    

    

However, at this moment, a figure suddenly rushed over from the seats of the disciples. His entire body was wrapped in a scarlet flame, making him look like a man made of fire.    

    

"Yun Zhonge, my brother, you dare to offend him?!"