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Chapter 1944 Kill the Immortal Emperor with one palm!

This is the first time that an immortal emperor has been beaten up to this point.

The Master of Wuji Pavilion was also a traitor, slandering Yi Qianmo as the murderer who killed Lao Zhou. After all, he appeared in the clothes of the King of the Patriarchs, which inevitably made people suspicious.

"You ignorant disciple, you join forces with the Ziwei Immortal Emperor to kill your master. You dare to come to my Wuji Pavilion. I will go with you today!"

The Master of Wuji Pavilion got up and attacked Yi Qianmo.

"Bang!"

Yi Qianmo ignored his territory, passed through the storm, and punched him hard in his face, knocking him to the ground again.

This time, he did not give the Wuji Pavilion master a chance, raised his foot and fell down. He could only hear a loud "boom" sound, and the ground cracked instantly.

This kick fell on the chest of the Wuji Pavilion Master, and a huge star power surged out, directly suppressing the Wuji Pavilion Master to the ground.

"puff!"

The Master of Wuji Pavilion spewed out a mouthful of blood, his face pale for a moment, but he still gritted his teeth and cursed, saying, "Rebel, even if you kill me, the Emperor will not let you go. You ungrateful person, everyone knows it!"

"Bang!"

Yi Qianmo stepped down, and the Wuji Pavilion Master spurted out another bloody mouthful and could no longer scold him.

His tough attitude made the monks present doubt whether what he said was true.

"You don't really think that I care about the opinions of these guys, do you?"

Yi Qianmo stared at him and sneered.

Upon hearing this, the Master Wuji Pavilion was stunned. Before he could speak, Yi Qianmo rubbed his chest hard and said, "Not only do I care about their views, but I don't care about your views. I came here, besides robbing, I came to avenge my teacher!"

"Nervous disciple, you actually have the face..." The Lord of Wuji cursed.

"Bang!"

Another kick fell, and the Master of Wuji Pavilion spurted out another mouthful of blood, his face becoming paler.

The monks around him were numb to see the scalp. If they hadn't seen the pavilion master break through with their own eyes, they would have suspected that the person who was trampled under his feet was an immortal emperor.

"Your life is in my hands!"

Yi Qianmo smiled and said, "I want you to die, no one can stop you!"

Hearing this, the Lord of Wuji Pavilion looked as if dead. It was not until this moment that he realized that Yi Qianmo could take his life at any time.

"I am already an immortal emperor, and I am also an alchemist. I can be a cow and a horse for you, and refine countless elixirs for you!"

The Master of Wuji Pavilion said, "As long as... as long as you let me go, as long as you... spare my life!"

"I can consider spareing your life, but you have to tell me the truth!"

Yi Qianmo said coldly.

All the monks present looked at him, a little incredible. Even if he did not break through to the Immortal Emperor, he was the majestic and supreme Lord of Wuji Pavilion. Now he is actually going to be a cow and a horse for others to survive.

This made them really hard to believe.

The Lord of Wuji Pavilion changed his face. If he told what he had done on the spot, he would be discredited from then on, but at this moment, he could only admit it under the threat of his life.

"The nine immortal emperors... have already been connected together, and no cultivators are allowed to break through to the immortal emperor!"

The Master Wuji Pavilion said, "Uncle Master's breakthrough disrupted their plan, so... he had to die. In order to avoid suspicion, the Emperor asked the Ziwei Immortal Emperor to take action. But he didn't expect that something would happen later, and he didn't expect that there would be twelve old monsters to break through together!"

As soon as these words came out, the monks present were in an uproar.

Although they had long speculated in their minds that the Twelve Emperors had also happened, when the Lord of Wuji Pavilion said it personally, they were still extremely shocked!

"You have always been outside the battlefield of the seventh heaven, right!" Yi Qianmo said.

Seeing that all the monks were looking at him, Wuji Pavilion Master hesitated for a moment, but when he thought that he was like this, he nodded and said, "Yes, I just didn't expect that you could actually kill Pluto!"

As soon as these words were spoken, all the monks present looked at him fiercely. In this Wuji Pavilion, not all the monks had received the favor of Lao Zhou.

However, Lao Zhou's character is nothing to say in the entire Wuji Pavilion, and it can be regarded as a response to all requests.

If Lao Zhou was really killed by the Ziwei Immortal Emperor, they would have no choice but to do so, but they did not expect that Lao Zhou would be stabbed by his own people.

The mastermind behind this scene was the emperor who was extremely respectful above their heads. While it was unacceptable, they were also extremely angry.

“Is this the only one?”

Yi Qianmo asked.

"And...and the head of the Zhang family, he has always...he has always wanted to kill you!" said the Lord of Wuji Pavilion.

"Oh?" Yi Qianmo looked indifferent.

"And...the Palace of Light...the one who summoned us to the Nine Heavens Light Hall was a mysterious cultivator, the nine immortal emperors...it seemed to have gone into seclusion!"

The Wuji Pavilion Master said, "This person controls all the restrictions in the Nine Heavens. If someone breaks through the Immortal Emperor, he will directly use the restrictions to kill him!"

"Um?"

Yi Qianmo finally understood where he was wrong, "I said why I have been fighting for so long and the Immortal Emperor has not appeared. So that's how it is."

"I have said everything I should have said. I am willing to lead the entire Wuji Pavilion to surrender to my junior brother!"

The Master of Wuji Pavilion said, "Junior brother, think that I am now an Immortal Emperor, and the junior brother is going to face it, but the nine Immortal Emperors. If my strength increases, I will definitely help you with your help!"

As soon as these words were spoken, all the Wuji Pavilion monks present were red-eyed, but they dared not speak out. The two people in front of them could destroy them with their own hands.

With previous actions, they didn't think Yi Qianmo would have any good feelings for them. After all, they all said it clearly. The main purpose was to rob, and the secondary purpose was to avenge the teacher.

"Your proposal is very good. If you want to deal with the Immortal Emperor, then there is only the Immortal Emperor. If you become the Immortal Emperor, you can help me!"

Yi Qianmo loosened his feet.

"My brother's kindness, I will remember it in my heart. In the future, I will go through fire and water. Moreover, I was deceived by the old thief Wuji. I thought..."

The Lord of Wuji Pavilion immediately got an amnesty and got up.

"Bang!"

With one palm falling, the powerful palm power, which was directly poured into his body from the face of the Master of Wuji Pavilion.

The Master of Wuji Pavilion, caught off guard, was directly hit by this palm and the skull was torn apart. The entire Wuji Pavilion trembled slightly under the palm force.

"Why!" The Master of Wuji Pavilion, who was left with a breath, asked in a daze.

"Because I don't think you are happy!"

Yi Qianmo said calmly, "What's more, you can't even beat me, can you help me fight against the nine immortal emperors? You really treat yourself as a scallion!"

After saying that, he kicked the Master Wuji Pavilion to the ground, searched the storage ring on him, picked up the fairy sword on the ground, and then turned around.
Chapter completed!
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