"We may not be able to exert our true strength in the Saint Realm just now, and we still have a chance."

Lu Anzhi said to the sick man with a reluctance.

"Give it a try."

The sick man nodded unhappily. At this time, he no longer had the calmness he had when he was drinking tea at the peak.

Because the current situation was somewhat beyond his expectations, after nearly a year of testing, they finally confirmed that Mr. Da’s cultivation was stagnant and was about to fall into the state of decline. This was why the Qinglian Poetry Conference invited him. However, he never dreamed that Mr. Da’s not only did not fall into the state of decline, but also successfully broke through the state of enlightenment and became a saint.

As he said that, he coughed desperately a few more times, then rolled up the sleeve of his right hand, revealing a skinny arm that was full of talismans. What's even more terrifying is that under the skin of this thin arm, many insect-like things could be seen vaguely wiggling and squirming under the skin.

"Don't expose you!"

Seeing the man's arm, Lu Anzhi frowned and shouted in a low voice.

"I have my own sense of responsibility."

The sick man said coldly.

"I will never allow the flesh that falls into my mouth to fly."

After saying that, he looked shaking, as if he had changed his body, and no longer had the sick look. His originally hunched body stood up straight.

“I need a little time.”

The man glanced at Lu Anzhi and said.

Lu An nodded intimately, and then without saying a word, his true energy suddenly burst out. He kicked the ground with his toes and rubbed the ground, turning into a afterimage, and rushed towards the big gentleman with his sword.

Looking at Lu Anzhi who was flying towards him, the eldest gentleman patted Li Yunsheng on the shoulder and signaled him to stand behind him.

"Did he scare you so much just now?"

He mentioned the Kaishan Sword and imitated the previous appearance of Lu Anzhi using his powerful force to intimidate him, Li Yunsheng and Mu Ningshuang said.

Looking at the big man's strange actions, Li Yunsheng and Mu Ningshuang nodded in confusion.

Then the eldest gentleman grinned and pointed at Lu Anzhi, who was about to rush to his eyes.

With just a simple finger, the world seemed to be still for a moment, and then the guests on the court felt an invisible pressure coming over and over again. Lu Anzhi, who was the first to be blasted, fell directly in front of Mr. Big.

It was not until he had a long sword that he could barely stand up, but his sweat told everyone how painful and difficult he was at this moment.

He regretfully found that he had miscalculated the strength of Mr. Big again and the terrifying power of the Saint Realm. This is not the difference between the stream and the river, but the difference between the stream and the sea!

However, after a brief regret, he lowered his head and raised his lips - although it was a little ugly, he had already bought time for bone erosion.

At this time, looking at the bone-eroding, it appeared on the top of Mr. Big's head at some point.

With his knotty muscles, he roared like a monster, and punched the big man from the top of his head.

Before everyone could see Mr. Big's reaction, the bone-eroding punch had already fallen, and with a bang, it smashed the entire ground along with Mr. Big.

How terrifying is the power to smash the saint into the soil with one punch!

But without giving everyone too much time to sigh or be surprised, countless sword lights, like green fireworks, flew out from the sunken ground, and flew out the bone-eroded bone-like that was about to punch again.

However, before he could retreat, the eldest gentleman suddenly appeared in front of him out of thin air, grabbed his head with one hand, and flew towards the Qinglian Peak.

In front of everyone, the eldest gentleman stood in the air, pinching his bone-eroded head without saying a word, and hitting Qinglian Peak.

"boom!"

With this smash, the entire Qinglian Peak shaking violently, and the scene was extremely terrifying.

But what surprised everyone was that this bone-eroded head was just like an iron-made one, and there was nothing to do.

The eldest gentleman was not in a hurry. He pinched his bone-eroded head expressionlessly and hit him again.

Another loud noise like the earth shaking.

The bone-eroded head is still intact.

The eldest gentleman seemed to have expected it, and he pinched his bone-eroded head again without being arrogant or impatient.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

…

The loud noises followed, as if they were hitting everyone's hearts, and they felt chilling.

Finally, I don’t know how many times I knocked, and the bone-eroded head shattered like a watermelon, and a huge crack appeared on the mountain of Qinglian Peak, which seemed to collapse at any time.

"Damns of the demon clan, don't think that you hide well, I can't recognize you. Go back and tell you Youquan. He couldn't provoke Qiushui a thousand years ago, and don't even think about the slightest part of Qiushui a thousand years later!"

As he said that, he threw away the headless corpse as if he had discarded an insignificant thing.

As soon as the headless corpse fell to the ground, strange pupa worms emerged from it and quickly devoured the corpse. In the blink of an eye, they turned into butterflies and flew away in all directions.

After dealing with the bone-eroding, the eldest gentleman looked at the cracked mountain of Qinglian Peak, then walked to Lu Anzhi, lifted him up, and asked him to look at himself and said:

"Thank you for the hospitality, I have a lot of fun with this poem."

After saying that, he threw Lu Anzhi onto the ground, just like throwing a dead dog.

The eldest gentleman didn't kill him because even if Lu Anzhi was a dog, he was also a dog from the Immortal Palace. Killing him would be an enemy of the entire Ten Prefecture Immortal Palace. Qiushui is not like this at present.

The guests who witnessed the whole process looked at the Grand Master as if they were looking at the gods and Buddhas, with respect and fear.

"Go home."

The eldest gentleman said as he walked towards Li Yunsheng and Mu Ningshuang.

The two nodded and followed him.

"This peach blossom is really annoying."

Passing by the brilliant peach blossom forest, the eldest gentleman suddenly took a sip of wine and said with disgust.

"Come on, help me cut down all these peach trees."

He looked at Li Yunsheng and Mu Ningshuang.

Upon hearing this, the guests and the subordinates of Qinglian Immortal Palace were all in an uproar.

This peach forest is the most proud place in the Qinglian Immortal Palace, and it is also a holy place in the minds of many great scholars and talents in the ten states. The legends of countless literary and talented people over the past thousands of years come from here. How can you just cut it?

But unexpectedly, no one dared to say anything.

Whether it was those great scholars and talents or the subordinates of the Immortal Palace, even Lu Anzhi lay on the ground, keeping motionless with his eyes open.

They watched helplessly as Mr. Da and Qiu Shui's two disciples cut off the peach trees with one sword and one sword.

Until there is no one left.

Many sect spies who wanted to use this poetry meeting to explore the bottom of Qiu Shui sent back messages to their respective sects.—

"Mr. Great Master cut all the green lotus and peach blossoms ten miles away."

...

Back to Qiushui.

Li Yunsheng went straight to the mountain house that Yang Wanli took him to before.

"You're finally here."

It was Sun Wumou who opened the door.

"Um."
Chapter completed!