C2564 Seven Years of Conspiracy(part Ii)
Yuan Qi laughed wildly, like a schemer who had finally succeeded in his plot. His face lit up with joy. For seven whole years, he, Yuan Qi, had been keeping a low profile for seven years. Finally, today was the day. Now that he was going to be crowned as king, how could Yuan Qi not be excited?1
Yuan Qi's wild laughter had yet to stop. Lee Liushui and Zhao Hao stood up and shouted coldly.
"You laughed too early! Attack together!"
Lee Liushui and Zhao Hao were the strongest remaining forces in the Profound Yang Sect. Once they attacked, they couldn't help but have a look of anticipation on their faces.
If Lee Liushui and Zhao Hao could pull Yuan Qi off his horse, the Profound Yang Sect would at least have a chance to survive this catastrophe.
"Cliff Tyrant Saber Slash!"
"Heavenly Horse Meteor Fist!"
Lee Liushui and Zhao Hao rushed forward at the same time. Their bodies were condensed with extremely powerful Spiritual Energy. That violent intent caused even Lin Hao, who was hiding at the side, to be moved.
Lee Liushui was still alright. Although his strength had already reached the Level-nine Martial Spirit, Lin Hao had already known about it before this. However, Zhao Hao's strength had made Lin Hao secretly speechless.
At this moment, the Aura that Zhao Hao displayed was actually the strength of a Peak Martial Spirit!
A Peak Martial Spirit was definitely the commander of General in Cangyuan Kingdom. Lin Hao had always thought that Master would at most be a Mid Rank Martial Spirit. He never thought that this Zhao Hao was actually a Peak Martial Spirit from Profound Yang Sect!
No wonder he usually dared to be so domineering. It turned out that this guy's strength had already reached the peak of Profound Yang Sect.
However, facing the two men who were rushing towards him, Yuan Qi said with a cold smile.
"Zhao Hao, Zhao Hao, how could I not know why you have been hiding so many hidden dragons and crouching tigers for so many years? Are you just trying to pry into the opportunity to be called a king? I will give you one last chance. As long as you become the disciple of the Chief Sovereign... You still have a chance to fulfill your wish, if not..."
"Bullsh * t! I'd rather die than be a dog for others!"
Zhao Hao was just like his name, and Zhao Ritian's domineering and violent attitude was obvious at a glance.
At this moment, Zhao Hao's entire body was emitting a dazzling light as he faced Yuan Qi. He was pressing forward step by step, and his fists were crazily punching out. For a moment, the entire world was filled with Zhao Hao's violent fists.
Zhao Hao's fist shadows filled the entire world, causing dust and dirt to fly everywhere. In fact, both of them couldn't even see him for a moment.
And in the midst of the dust and dirt, Lee Liushui's Broken Cliff Tyrannical Saber slashed out.
As Lee Liushui's signature martial skill, the Broken Cliff Tyrannical Saber had already merged with Lee Liushui. When it was unleashed, it carried with it the overbearing and powerful saber intent of Lee Liushui. In an instant, the saber light and fist shadows of the heavens and earth intertwined, forming a huge net that enveloped Yuan Qi.
As one of the leaders of Profound Yang Sect, Zhao Hao and Lee Liushui's strength was incomparable to ordinary Martial Spirits. Now that the two of them were attacking together, perhaps even Peak Martial Spirit warriors would have to retreat.
Everyone's eyes lit up, and they stared at the two of them with their eyes wide open. They could only hope that the two of them could make some progress.
However, facing the two of them, Yuan Qi was still calm and composed. A cold smile emerged on his face all of a sudden.
"Peak Martial Spirit? Me too! Furthermore, I am stronger than all of you! "
After saying that, a wild and violent grey Spiritual Energy suddenly spread out from Yuan Qi's body. In an instant, it filled Yuan Qi's entire body, and it was as if a grey cloud had coiled around Yuan Qi's body. A faint grey shadow of a snake slowly appeared behind Yuan Qi's back.
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