Chapter 735: He has no real skills at all!
Ling Ji and others who were watching the battle from a distance witnessed this scene with their own eyes. They were all dumbfounded, with expressions of shock and disbelief on their faces.
They never dreamed that before this, in their eyes, these people were like insignificant ants that could be trampled and squeezed at will.
But at this moment, they witnessed with their own eyes that these seemingly weak beings displayed astonishingly powerful strength, and were able to easily defeat Ling Ji's carefully trained subordinates.
Such a battle result was far beyond everyone's expectations, causing everyone in the divine world present to fall into a state of extreme shock.
Their faces, which were originally filled with disdain, now involuntarily showed a hint of solemnity.
Their eyes were fixed on Jun Yijue and the others, and they thought to themselves: Did we really underestimate this group of people?
Judging from the current situation, their strength should not be underestimated!
"This... How is this possible?" Ling Ji's voice trembled, her eyes were full of shock and anger.
For her carefully trained capable men, dealing with these people should be as easy as autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, but the current scene completely overturned her perception.
Her heart was filled with doubts and resentment. She couldn't understand how these people, who were like ants in her eyes, could have such powerful strength.
You Mumiao, who was standing aside and watching the fight, was also stunned by the scene before him.
At the beginning, she was full of confidence that with the power of Ling Ji and her men, they would be able to capture Jun Yijue without any effort, and then naturally give her the beautiful face that she had long coveted into her hands.
But up to now, the development of everything has far exceeded her initial expectations and completely deviated from the established track in her mind.
"How can he be so powerful?" You Mumiao's heart was filled with shock and confusion.
There was a strange light in her eyes, a light that was almost obsessive.
The corners of her mouth slightly raised, revealing a strange smile, "He is not only handsome, but also so skilled! He is indeed the man I like. Humph, no matter what, I must make him mine."
At this moment, in her eyes, everything in the world had become blurred, only Jun Yijue's figure was extremely clear, occupying her entire world.
On the other side, Ling Ji looked at her men lying on the ground in all directions, the tragic scene of the entire army being annihilated. Her face instantly became as gloomy as the dark night before a storm, so depressing that it made people breathless.
She bit her lips so hard that they were almost bleeding. Her hands were clenched into fists, her nails dug deeply into her palms, leaving crescent-shaped blood marks.
She couldn't accept such an outcome. The battle that they thought they had won ended in their miserable defeat.
Anger and resentment burned like a raging fire in her heart, almost devouring her sanity.
"You useless trash! You can't even deal with a few guys from the lower-level continent! You deserve to die!" Ling Ji roared in anger, echoing throughout the battlefield.
Her beautiful face was now distorted by extreme anger, completely lacking her usual elegance and composure.
As she roared, she gripped the whip tightly in her hand, and her knuckles turned slightly white from using too much force.
But no matter how she vented her anger, the facts were before her and could not be changed.
Lu Ziche watched Ling Ji's loss of composure with an expressionless face, and a mocking arc slowly appeared at the corner of his mouth. That arc was like a cold moon in the night sky, revealing a bone-chilling chill.
His eyes were cold and sharp. "Humph, you arrogant people always look down on others. Today, you finally got a taste of failure."
Lu Ziche said this with a contemptuous tone while gently waving the Golden Flame Wind-Breaking Spear in his hand.
The blood on the gun had not yet dried, and it flashed a heart-pounding cold light under the sunlight, like a bloodthirsty dragon, exuding a terrifying aura.
Yu Zhiyan frowned slightly and reminded softly: "Although we won this time by chance, the other party is vindictive and will definitely not give up. Next, we still have to be more careful."
Her words were gentle but firm, which made people admire her.
“Hahahaha…” The second elder of Xingyao Sect looked at Ling Ji and burst into a harsh and arrogant laugh.
"Lingji, Lingji, don't you always boast about your disciples in Lingxiao Palace, claiming that they all have unique skills and great magical powers?"
He laughed and shook his head, with a smug look on his face that almost overflowed, as if he was watching a ridiculous farce.
"How come at this point, in front of these few young boys from the lower-level continent, they are actually acting so badly and failing miserably?"
"Ling Ji, look at the corpses lying all over the ground. It's so tragic. Is this what you call strength and ability?"
The second elder of Xingyao Sect looked at the bodies of the Lingxiao Palace disciples lying on the ground, and the mockery on his face became more and more intense.
"This elder originally thought that you were very capable, and I was hoping to follow you and get some help to find the center of the Cangming Realm and the forces of good and evil."
"But what about now? These so-called masters of your Lingxiao Palace were beaten so easily by a few rookies that they had no power to fight back. They were just like fish on the chopping board waiting to be slaughtered, at their mercy."
"In my opinion, your Lingxiao Palace is just a name without any real ability!" The second elder of Xingyao Sect laughed so hard that he fell backwards, and the pride on his face almost overflowed.
His eyes, full of mockery, looked straight at Ling Ji without any concealment. He also stretched out his finger and pointed casually at the corpses on the ground.
He even pretended to be deeply distressed, shaking his head and muttering to himself, "Oh, what a pity! Tsk tsk tsk tsk ..."
After hearing what the second elder of Xingyao Sect said, Ling Ji's face instantly turned ashen, like an eggplant hit by frost.
She glared at the second elder of Xingyao Sect fiercely, and that look seemed to be able to cut him into pieces.
Her chest was heaving violently, and she was obviously very angry.
"You still have the nerve to laugh? How powerful is your Xingyao Sect? If it weren't for your precious daughter making trouble here, how could we be distracted?" Her voice was high-pitched and sharp, like a sharp dagger, stabbing straight at the second elder of Xingyao Sect.
Ling Ji was so angry that her whole body was shaking. The whip in her hand was slightly bent due to the force, as if she would whip the Second Elder of Xingyao Sect at any time.