Top Master

As he spoke, the leading disciple stretched out his hand and patted Zhao Quan on the back of his head.    

However, just as his hand was about to touch the back of the head, it was grabbed by Zhao Quan.    

"Don't attack, it will break."    

The leading disciple let out a strange laugh, "A mere disciple of Haoyang Sect dares to act arrogantly in front of me? Even that old bastard Yao Baixi wouldn't dare to speak to me in such a way."    

One of the young disciples who surrounded Zhao Quan interjected. "Do you know where this senior brother came from? Let me tell you, this senior brother came from the Heaven Bestowing Province. That was a big mission to see the world. How can a country dog like you bark like that?! "    

The other slightly older disciple did not speak. He gently tapped the young disciple who had just spoken with his elbow. The meaning behind his words was: "We are all prison cultivators of the Fire Cloud State. It's fine if you are riding on the head of the Tianci State, but how can you help outsiders bully your own people? Stop talking!    

Unexpectedly, the young disciple completely ignored the elder disciple's kind reminder. Instead, he became even more fierce. He shouted at Zhao Quan fiercely, "What are you looking at? Little thing, hurry up and leave. Don't make Senior Brother angry. Otherwise, I will teach you a lesson until you find your teeth on the ground without Senior Brother making a move!"    

Wei Xun listened from the side and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. He looked at the young disciple and thought in his heart: You are courting death...    

Indeed, as Wei Xun expected, just as the young disciple's words left his mouth, a pair of wings suddenly burst out from Zhao Quan's back, and one of the wings easily passed through the young disciple's chest. The other wing emitted a gentle power, pushing the longhaired disciple and Wei Xun far away.    

The wings instantly appeared and then disappeared, as if they had never appeared before. However, a blood line gradually appeared on the chest of the young disciple. The blood line went from shallow to deep, and in the next moment, his body was completely separated from his lower body. His intestines and internal organs were scattered, and blood was everywhere.    

Zhao Quan turned around and stared at the leading disciple. He asked indifferently, "Are the prison practitioners of the Tianci Province unkillable or something?"    

The leading disciple was frightened by the bloody scene in front of him. However, the supreme sense of superiority that came from the Tianci Province and the strength of the Zhen Palace Realm instantly restored his pride. "You can try, as long as you have that strength."    

In the distance, Wei Xun cried out loudly, "You can't kill him, Zhao Quan, you can't kill this person!"    

Zhao Quan ignored Wei Xun and spoke indifferently. "A trash like you is just trash in my eyes."    

Before his voice landed, Zhao Quan immediately moved forward. His fist, under the trembling of the air wave, accompanied by a sharp whistle, went straight for the dantian of the leading disciple.    

The leading disciple was completely fearless. His entire body was covered in black fog, as if he had sunk into the endless night.    

The fist pierced into the black fog, as if it had fallen into a quagmire. It actually had a strong resistance. The punch that was originally powerful enough to split open mountains and break waves was now delayed. However, even though it was delayed, the fist still pierced through the black fog and hit the chest of the leading disciple...    

"Bang!"    

The leading disciple was hit by the fist and took a few steps back. Traces of blood leaked out from the corner of his mouth.    

"You have some ability!"    

Although he said it casually, he was extremely shocked in his heart. What he didn't know was that this was the result of Zhao Quan hiding his power.    

As a candidate who could carry out a mission across the province, the leader of the disciples was definitely a rare existence among the disciples of the same level.    

When this dense black fog was released during normal battles, almost all physical attacks were ineffective. There were even some who were unable to pull themselves out and fell into this black fog, thus being forcefully killed by him. But now, when faced with Zhao Quan, this black fog seemed to have lost its effectiveness.    

"Combat Skill, Underworld King's Eye!"    

It was obvious that physical attacks were no match for Zhao Quan. The leading disciple prepared to start with combat skills to kill the enemy. In mid-air, a demonic eye the size of a palm suddenly appeared. That eye did not have an eye. It only had an endless amount of whiteness, causing one's soul to tremble in fear when looking at it.