It wasn't just him, Qi Zongwang, Fu Guanyun and others were also dizzy, and their minds were completely confused. Is this person in front of you really the arrogant envoy who is famous all over the world for protecting his weaknesses? If it wasn't for Chang Aotian standing high in the sky, the coercion of a monarch could not be faked, and they would all wonder if someone had impersonated him.
In addition to being confused, Qi Zongwang was more afraid and restless. He could hear that Lord Junshi was very dissatisfied with him, otherwise he wouldn't have just poured such a bucket of dirty water on his head without any reason.
"My lord envoy, I swear to heaven that I have never done anything utterly devoid of conscience." Qi Zongwang became more and more uneasy as he thought about it, and quickly explained to Chang Aotian.
"You mean that I wronged you?" Chang Aotian said with a cold snort.
"Subordinates dare not, subordinatessubordinates" Seeing Chang Aotian's increasingly hostile expression, Qi Zongwang was so frightened that he broke into cold sweat and stuttered.
"I understand. You must have seen other people's girls to be beautiful and wanted to do something wrong. That's why you were severely injured by others. I'm right." Chang Aotian looked at Qi Zongwang, then at Gu Fenghua, Suddenly raised his eyebrows and said thoughtfully.
Poof Qi Zongwang almost spat out a mouthful of old blood. It's not like pouring dirty water here, it's like putting a shit bowl on his head!
Putting aside the status of the suzerain of the Shengzong, let's say that at his age, he is more than enough to be Gu Fenghua's great-grandfather and Xuanzu. How could he be greedy for her beauty and want to do something wrong? If it spreads, will he still see people?
If it was someone else who took the shit-pot, he could argue with reason, even fight him desperately, but it happened that Chang Aotian was the one who took the shit-pot At this moment, Qi Zongwang wanted to cry.
"My lord envoy, there are no subordinates, no subordinates, and subordinates are so old, how could they do such a foolish thing." Qi Zongwang argued with tears.
"Hmph, no? If you haven't done anything against the law, why would someone seriously hurt you for no reason? How dare you speak slanderously in front of me, Chang Aotian, and seek death!" Unfortunately, Chang Aotian didn't listen to him at all. Explaining, yelling and cursing angrily, he slammed his palm in the air.
An invisible palm shadow shrouded it with overwhelming power.
Qi Zongwang didn't expect Chang Aotian to attack him at all. Of course, even if he expected him, he didn't dare to fight back. In a hurry, he could only circulate the holy energy to protect his whole body. But even in his heyday, he was far from being able to compete with Chang Aotian, not to mention that his injuries have not healed, and his cultivation level has dropped from the fifth rank of Emperor Saint to the third rank of Emperor Saint? It's strange that he can stand this palm.
Hearing a muffled groan, Qi Zongwang flew out of the courtyard heavily as if he had been hit by a boulder thrown by a trebuchet. When he landed, there was a crisp sound of "beep", and a mist of blood spurted out wildly.
Lying on the ground, Qi Zongwang tried hard to prop up his body, but he only supported half of it, and fell down weakly. Looking up at Chang Aotian, his eyes were both unwilling and puzzled.
Seeing that the suzerain was seriously injured again, the disciples of Jiandingzong who followed subconsciously moved their feet, trying to step forward to help Qi Zongwang, but seeing the anger on Chang Aotian's face, they stopped immediately, and their eyes were full of doubts .
Pei Yichou opened her mouth wide in astonishment, and looked at Master in disbelief.
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