War God's Revenge

Zhao Shuo's body hit a tree behind him.    

It directly knocked down the tree that was as thick as two people.    

Only then did he fall to the ground.    

The moment he landed, Zhao Shuo spat out a mouthful of blood, which dyed his clothes and beard red.    

He immediately became extremely weak.    

He was like a completely different person from before!    

"You, who exactly are you?!"    

Zhao Shuo was extremely terrified.    

His eyeballs nearly popped out of their sockets!    

He, North Sky Pavilion Seventh Elder.    

His strength was at the peak of Stage Nine Ancient Martial Cultivator!    

No one who had ever fought with him had ever easily sent him flying through the air with just a wave of their hand!    

"You have no right to know."    

Ye Tian said calmly.    

Just as they were talking …    

Suddenly.    

'Bang! 'a gunshot was heard.    

"Hmm?"    

Ye Tian immediately frowned.    

He lowered his head and looked.    

A bullet hole appeared in his clothes.    

There was still a warhead left under his feet, but there was nothing wrong with the skin under the bullet hole, not even a red mark.    

At this moment.    

The air seemed to have frozen.    

Zhao Shuo's mouth dropped open.    

It was as though he could swallow down a fist as a shocked expression appeared on his face.    

Bullets... Blocked?    

Not only that, he was completely unharmed!    

But soon.    

His expression changed.    

"Kui'er, run!"    

Zhao Shuo hurriedly looked towards his grandson and shouted loudly.    

But it was too late.    

Not far away, Zhao Kui was still shooting with his gun.    

There was also a look of shock on his face.    

He was still stunned.    

His eyes were very good.    

The marksmanship was also very accurate.    

It was just clear that the bullet had hit Ye Tian, but it only penetrated Ye Tian's clothes, and then the bullet fell to the ground.    

It did no harm to him at all!    

However, wasn't this too outrageous?    

At this moment, Ye Tian had already raised his hand.    

At a distance more than ten meters away, a huge suction force suddenly appeared.    

He saw it right after.    

Zhao Kui, who was leaning against a tree more than a dozen meters away, actually flew over due to the suction.    

"Hua!"    

Almost a second.    

Zhao Kui had already appeared in Ye Tian's hands.    

His neck was tightly gripped.    

"My patience is limited."    

Ye Tian's voice was cold.    

A murderous aura enveloped Zhao Kui.    

Then, Zhao Kui's body trembled.    

Something yellow and muddy appeared on his pants, and a stench was spreading!    

The other party was actually scared to the point of peeing!    

However, Ye Tian was pinching his neck.    

His face was flushed red.    

Even breathing was extremely difficult!    

It could only emit a "hoho" sound.    

"Let go of my grandson!"    

Zhao Shuo got anxious. He painfully got up and gathered his strength in his palm.    

Ye Zichen hit Ye Tian once again.    

At such a close distance.    

The power of this palm strike was enormous.    

If an ordinary person were to be struck like this, his internal organs would probably be shattered from the shock!    

Unfortunately.    

The difference between the two was too great.    

Ye Tian only shook his body and a strong vibration was sent out through the air.    

Zhao Shuo was the first to bear the brunt of the attack.    

He was hit directly and his body flew backwards before landing on the ground.    

When he vomited blood again, it was actually mixed with some internal organs!    

"I beg of you, please let my grandson go!"    

Zhao Shuo also finally came to his senses. Knowing that he couldn't beat Ye Tian, he immediately knelt down and begged for mercy.    

He didn't even care about his own pain!    

Ye Tian frowned slightly.    

He was really going to pinch Zhao Kui to death.    

The other side had provoked him time and time again.    

With his personality.    

There was no way he could give the other party a chance to live.    

However, the scene of Zhao Shuo begging for mercy for his grandson reminded him of another scene.    

Then he exhaled.    

The grip on Zhao Kui's neck slowly loosened.    

Thump! Thump!    

Ye Tian released his hand.    

Zhao Kui fell straight to the ground. The first thing he did was to pant heavily.    

He had just felt death.    

Just like how the scythe of the god of death had already cut open the skin on his neck, just a little more and it would be able to cut through his arteries!    

"Kui'er, are you alright?"    

Zhao Shuo quickly checked his grandson's condition.    

After panting for a bit, the latter slowly recovered.    

Then, like his grandfather, Zhao Shuo, he immediately knelt down towards Ye Tian.    

He kowtowed again, begging for mercy.    

He even swore that he would never dare to do it again.    

Then, Ye Tian remained expressionless from beginning to end.    

"You can avoid death, but you can't avoid death."    

Ye Tian said those words calmly.    

Just when Zhao Shuo and his grandfather-grandson were in a daze.    

Ye Tian had already continued: "As the grandson of North Sky Pavilion Elders, not only do you not act like a human being, you just rely on your power to bully others. You even provoke them again and again, this is a sign of disaster."    

"As for me, I'll either kill him or …"    

At this point, he paused slightly.    

"Yes, or what?"    

Zhao Shuo and Zhao Kui both stared at Ye Tian nervously.    

"Either cripple your cultivation or choose your own." Ye Tian gave him the right to choose.    

Ordinary people naturally chose to live.    

But to the Ancient Martial Cultivator, martial arts was their second life.    

This was because not only could martial arts strengthen one's physique, but most importantly, it could extend one's lifespan and also protect themselves.    

These were things ordinary people did not have!    

Therefore, Zhao Shuo and Zhao Kui were both stunned.    

"Also … Is there any other choice? " Zhao Kui hurriedly asked.    

He cried again: "I can't lose my cultivation base ah, I have too many enemies, if I lose my cultivation base, they will bully me …"    

Ye Tian laughed and said, "Do you think I would believe that someone bullied you for no reason?"    

"I …"    

Zhao Kui wanted to say something.    

Ye Tian's expression turned cold and said, "You only have the choice in front of me. You don't have the right to bargain. If you say another word, I will choose for you."    

"But if I choose, I will definitely choose the former and directly eliminate you. This way, I can settle this once and for all."    

As the sound of his voice faded …    

Zhao Kui trembled.    

He quickly said, "I... I choose to cripple my cultivation! "    

After saying this.    

Zhao Kui leaned to the side with his eyes closed, as if all his energy had been sucked out of him.    

He was filled with regret.    

If time can never be.    

He would never mine here, even when he heard Ye Tian's name, or when he saw Ye Tian's figure, he would immediately leave!    

The further he hid, the better!    

However, there was no medicine for regret in this world, and it was impossible for him to start over again.    

Zhao Shuo opened his mouth several times.    

He seemed to want to say something.    

In the end, they could only shut their mouths helplessly.    

It was as if he couldn't live on as much as he could.    

at least he had the protection of his grandfather who was a Ninth Grade Ancient Martial Cultivator.    

Puff!    

The next moment.    

Ye Tian then kicked Zhao Kui's Dantian.    

A muffled sound was heard.    

Following that, Zhao Kui's face paled and he immediately fainted in pain.    

His dantian had already been destroyed!    

He naturally didn't hold back his cultivation!    

"As for you …"    

Ye Tian shifted his gaze onto Zhao Shuo.    

After rubbing his chin, only then did he speak slowly under the nervous and panicked gaze of the other party: "On the account that you were bewitched by your grandson and you are a person from the North Sky Pavilion, I won't kill you today nor cripple your cultivation, but I need you to bring back a message."