Wu Po Jiuxiao

"asshole!"

Tian Zhiyu roared with a ferocious look on his face.

I'm afraid it's not only him, but the faces of other Martial King-level powerhouses are also quite ugly. Although they are one level lower than the Martial Lord-level powerhouses, they are all tyrannical people, and they have always accepted others. How can you bow down to others when you kneel down.

But that pressure seemed to be endless, rolling in, and even piercing through the sky.

"The moon in the well, the flower in the mirror, grab it with one hand, the moon will be broken and the flowers will disappear... Grab the moon with one hand, and the moon will bloom in my palm!"

Laozu Laoyue's voice came out slowly, and the appearance of each word increased the terrifying aura several times, and even the surrounding ground began to crack.

"My palm Yuehua? What a big tone..."

Ye Fantian said in a low voice, although the opponent's aura was terrifying, it was nothing to Ye Fantian at the same level.

But the aura on the opponent's body became more and more violent, as if he could not kneel down!

"Congratulations to Lord Laoyue!"

The two Martial Kings of the Batian Sect slowly knelt on the ground, and as if in a chain reaction, many Martial King-level powerhouses had already knelt on the ground. Of course, their faces were quite ugly. Who are they? ?They are the powerhouses of the King of Martial Arts level, and they usually receive the attention of all the people.

There are even some terrifying descendants in the sect, who may even become important controls or hold the head of the sect in the council.

It would be a kind of humiliation for them if they kneel down, but some people don't think so, such as Lan Jiuyou, this guy has long been there and shouted loudly:

"Meet Lord Lao Yue!"

"Humph……"

A bloody arrow shot out of Tian Zhiyu's mouth, and Bai Aoqing, who was beside him, couldn't hold on any longer.

Not to mention Xueyu, her strength is only at the level of a great martial artist, compared with a martial artist who is several levels behind.

"Old Patriarch Laoyue... Could it be that he still intends to force him?"

Finally, a roar came out.

I saw the five elders at the level of Martial Kings in the Yuhua Pavilion roared with unkind expressions, and their Young Pavilion Master Qin Fengxue's face had turned flushed at this time, which was clearly caused by the rush of Qi and blood to the extreme.

"Old Patriarch Laoyue, I am a member of the Chihuang Sect. I have only bowed down to the suzerain all my life, and I am the elder of this sect. Let me bow down to you. Is it possible that you intend to provoke a war among them?"

Chi Huang shouted angrily in a godless voice.

"Ha ha……"

A burst of slight laughter came, and in the next moment, the pressure on everyone suddenly eased:

"Everyone misunderstood, I just had excessive ups and downs for a while, which caused the aura of my body to leak out carelessly!"

Misunderstand?careless?

This reason really made the Martial Kings who were already kneeling on the ground roll their eyes, even the ghosts would not believe this reason.

The strong are respected, no matter how far-fetched this reason is, it cannot constitute resistance from others.