Almighty Cultivator: Second Miss Waste Chai

Chapter 346 No matter who you are, you can die!

The imprint on Meng Junjie's forehead was bright red, and his eyes were full of murderous intent. When he looked at Shangguan Zichen, there was a coquettish and strange look in his whole body, which made Shangguan Zichen a little startled.

Meng Junjie said coldly, but his tone was surprisingly calm: "No matter who you are, you can die!"

Shangguan Zichen saw that he didn't have any particularly violent actions and behaviors, he was relieved, and laughed loudly: "Listen, listen, Meng Junjie is so majestic..."

"Does he think he is an omnipotent god? He can control life and death with a single sentence?"

However, as soon as he finished speaking, an arm exploded without warning, creating a cloud of blood, and the surrounding Zhengyangmen disciples screamed and retreated.

The fellow disciple who was usually with Shangguan Zichen was elated by Shangguan Zichen's words and laughed wantonly, but was also startled by the sudden appearance of the blood mist so that his laughter stopped abruptly.

There were screams one after another. For monks, it is normal to be used to seeing blood. Let alone just blowing up an arm, it is not unheard of for the whole person to explode.

At this time, the reason why there was such a big panic was because of the sudden incident and Meng Junjie's calm attitude.

It's too scary to say that life and death are guaranteed!

Shangguan Zichen didn't react for a while, the sudden burst on his arm made his pain numb for a moment, and he didn't feel the pain at that time.

Looking at the bright red blood mist in the air, the avoidance of his fellow disciples, and the sudden screams around him, he asked in a daze, "What's going on, what's going on? What happened? It scares you! What a coward!"

A disciple who had a good relationship with him pointed to his empty arm and reminded him tremblingly: "Senior Brother Shangguan, you...your hand...your arm...your arm..."

Shangguan Zichen stared blankly at the position of the arm, and said in his mouth: "Why is my arm... ah, my arm, my hand... ah ah ah..."

The delayed pain began to spread to the whole body at this time. For a monk, it is normal to be injured, but Shangguan Zichen never thought that he would be in Zhengyangmen, and he would suffer such a serious injury because of a single sentence.

Shangguan Zichen yelled at Meng Junjie: "Meng Junjie, how dare you..."

The sound of "bang" sounded again, and Shangguan Zichen's other arm turned into a cloud of blood mist again.

Meng Junjie's voice seemed to come from Shura's hell: "I won't let you experience all the pain in this world, I'm sorry for Mingyue."

The faces of all the disciples of Zhengyangmen had begun to turn faintly blue, and the timid ones had already been frightened, but they hadn't seen each other for three years. The Meng Junjie in front of him was no longer the brother Meng who laughed at everyone in the sect back then.

Shangguan Zichen let out a miserable howl, and a great fear came to his heart. At this moment, he had no doubt that Meng Junjie could do what he said.

His knees softened, and he knelt directly on the ground: "Meng Junjie, brother Meng, for the sake of my fellow disciples, you let me go... I am talking nonsense, I am blind..."

There was another "bang", even if he was kneeling on the ground, one leg exploded, and the blood mist filled the air, almost staining him with blood, making him look even more terrifying.

"Ahhh..." Shangguan Zichen was so frightened that he rolled on the ground. In the great fright, he lost both arms and a leg, and he couldn't even utter the words to beg for mercy.

Meng Junjie's voice floated in the blood mist, with a hint of cold-bloodedness and tenderness. The combination of the two contradictory emotions did not appear to be inconsistent at all, and made the listeners feel an indescribably strange feeling.

He said: "You shouldn't be disrespectful to Mingyue. I don't need to be as knowledgeable as you, but I don't allow anyone to be disrespectful to Mingyue."

"You accept your fate."

The Zhengyangmen disciples all focused on the female cultivator in Meng Junjie's arms, and finally someone remembered that in Wanhua City three years ago, when the Zhengyangmen disciples had a group fight with the Taiyi Immortal disciples.

Meng Junjie also showed no mercy to fellow disciples from Zhengyangmen, and the reason was also because those two disciples flirted with the female cultivator from Taiyixianmen.

That female cultivator is Qin Mingyue from the Taiyi Immortal Sect!

"Bang" sounded again, and Shangguan Zichen's last leg was completely blown off.

The spirit beast in the room finally reacted from the sudden injury of its owner, let out a loud roar, and rushed directly from behind to Meng Junjie who was standing at the door.

The speed of the spirit beast was very fast, and it jumped on Meng Junjie in the blink of an eye. It opened its huge mouth, aimed at Meng Junjie's head and bit it down fiercely.

Shangguan Zichen's whole body twitched in pain, but he still couldn't help but look fierce, and said viciously: "Yes, bite him to death."

Meng Junjie didn't dodge, avoid, or turn his head. He was about to be bitten by the spirit beast. Everyone covered their faces and didn't dare to watch such a bloody scene again, but they heard another "bang".

Everyone hurriedly opened their eyes and looked at Shangguan Zichen on the ground. His limbs were all blown off, and if the explosion continued, it should be his body's turn to be blown up, right? !
Um?Shangguan Zichen's torso was intact and was not blown apart.

How did that sound just come out?

Everyone's eyes hurriedly looked at Meng Junjie again, and it didn't matter what they saw, only to find that Shangguan Zichen's spirit beast was lying on the ground not far from him, completely silent and dead.

The spirit beast's head seemed to be smashed to pieces by something, and it was bleeding continuously. After a while, the whole doorway was stained red with blood.

My God... What kind of magic did Meng Junjie use to make the spirit beast smash its own head to pieces!

The spirit beasts in the room became agitated because of the strong smell of blood. They got up one after another and walked out, with low growls and roars from their throats. A dozen spirit beasts together seemed to have some momentum.

Those disciples who had contracted spirit beasts hurriedly stopped their spirit beasts in their hearts, not daring to let them mess around. After receiving the master's order, the beasts stood still in place one after another, staring at Meng Junjie covetously.

Shangguan Zichen watched helplessly as his spirit beast bit down on Meng Junjie, and then, as if it hit something extremely hard, it rebounded outwards, its head began to deform and shatter, and then lay down On the ground, without a sound.

Shangguan Zichen was a little desperate. He looked at his torso that had lost his limbs. Although it was not difficult for a monk to regenerate his limbs as long as he reached his cultivation level, it was impossible with his cultivation level.

Moreover, this injury has had a great impact on him. Unless there is a miracle, otherwise, it is still unknown whether he will be able to maintain his current cultivation, let alone advance!

He doesn't want to live as a useless person!
Shangguan Zichen yelled at Meng Junjie: "Aren't you going to kill me? Then do it quickly."

(End of this chapter)