781: C781 Isn't It Just Courting Death

C781 Isn't It Just Courting Death

"Bold, good boy, you actually dare to not give This Young Noble face!"

Yuan Hongyi and the other two suddenly had a change in expression, their faces full of cold.

In front of the Yunluo City, no one had ever dared to speak like this to the three of them before the doors of the Four Images Sect, or lose face like this!

"This person is finished!"

"Do you even know where you are? How dare you be so impudent!"

"It's a pity that a young man doesn't know when to advance and when to retreat."

The crowd by the side whispered to each other as sounds of schadenfreude and sighs sounded out one after another.

"I told you to scram. Even if the elders of your sect are here, you have no right to toast me. Who do you think you are?!"

The expression in Qin Yi's eyes suddenly became incomparably ice-cold.

At this moment, Qin Yi was still troubled over his mother's matter, how could he tolerate three clowns shouting in front of him!

These three popinjays actually wanted him to give them face?

What a joke!

Moreover, his goal this trip was to destroy the Four Images Sect!

The three of them could be said to have bumped into Qin Yi's gun muzzle!

"How dare you lowly brat, how could you dare …"

Hearing that, Yuan Hongyi's eyes stared fiercely, the rage of the new high school student wanted to burst out of him.

However, before he could finish his words, he was interrupted.

"So noisy!"

Qin Yi's gaze turned cold and with a flick of his finger, the wine cup in his hand shot out.

"Bam!"

The wine cup shattered!

Ice-cold wine suddenly poured out, sprinkling over Yuan Hongyi's entire body, causing his handsome face to be completely warped!

Ah ah ah ah!

Yuan Hongyi's eyes were wide opened, as if he was trying to choose a beast to devour.

As the son of an elder in the inner sect of the Four Images Sect, he was actually treated like this in such a public place with his Yunluo City!

He had been splashed with wine in public!

What kind of humiliation was this!

"Brat, I want you dead!"

Yuan Hongyi's eyes were filled with malevolence, trembling as he reached out with his hand, and squeezed out these words from the gaps between his teeth.

Boom!

Yuan Hongyi and the other two stepped forward at the same time, the Genuine Essence on their bodies surging, a vigorous aura bursting forth.1

"Roar!"

Several roars sounded out in succession, and there seemed to be ripples in the air. Two Azure Dragon True Spirit and one Vermillion Bird True Spirit condensed and appeared.

The Azure Dragon Palm Thunder Palm and the Vermillion Bird Palm Vermillion Bird Flame!

The three True Spirit were like blazing suns that hung in the sky, exuding an endless aura.

"Bam!"

When the three True Spirit appeared, everyone in the restaurant couldn't help but feel a terrifying might descend from the sky.

This kind of feeling was as if a heavy mountain was pressing down on them!

Although Yuan Hongyi and the other two were silkpants, after all, they were still Heavenly Ancestor. With their various Heavenly And Earthly Treasure s, they had managed to step into the realm of Great Grandmaster of Crossing Dao!

The cultivation of the Great Grandmaster of Crossing Dao was not considered weak, even within the inner sects of the Four Images Sect.

In the eyes of Yuan Hongyi and the other two, with their cultivations, they should be able to kill him!

How dare a lowly kid run out of nowhere and act so arrogantly in front of them?

Just when everyone thought that Qin Yi's death was a foregone conclusion.

"Scram!"

A faint and cold snort sounded within the restaurant.

Boom!

At the same time, a vast power that felt like the heavens and earth soared from Qin Yi's body.

From the start of his calm demeanor, his strength had increased explosively, seeming to have transcended the peak of the mountain as he pierced through the void!

This terrifying aura completely crushed the three True Spirit!

In the face of this imposing aura, the so called Four Images was simply too weak to withstand even a single blow.

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