Chapter 1470: Exploded with 1 Punch
The black-robed old man was a famous eighth level Spirit Emperor Realm master among the Western self-cultivators.
He carried Fengwu Cao in his left hand and Qixuan Zhenren in his right hand, throwing them both onto the ground.
Qingfeng Li's face turned dark. He had not expected the black-robed old man would be so arrogant and treat Fengwu Cao and Qixuan Zhenren this way before him.
Smiling coldly, Qingfeng Li didn't speak. He threw the Sun God's Emissary onto the ground and stepped on his chest until he spewed blood.
"Old fellow, help Fengwu Cao and Qixuan Zhenren up and send them over here respectfully. Or I will explode Sun God's Emissary with a punch."
He did this because he had found that Sun God's Emissary was very important to the Western self-cultivators.
And Qingfeng Li knew that backing off and being gentle was useless with them.
He had studied the psychology of the human races and knew that most people would bully the weak and fear the strong. The more vicious you were, the more submissive they beceame; and if you showed any fear or backed off, they would prey on you more than ever.
As predicted, the black-robed old man's expression changed by Qingfeng Li's act. He had meant to put Qingfeng Li in his place with his ferocity, but Qingfeng Li was more vicious than him.
Nicholas had told the black-clothed old man to bring back the Sun God's Emissary safe and sound. He almost botched the mission and dared not to repeat his mistake.
Although the black-robed old man was very displeased with Qingfeng Li, he obediently walked over and lifted Fengwu Cao and Qixuan Zhenren up before walking forward.
Qingfeng Li lifted Sun God's Emissary and walked forward as well.
Qingfeng Li told the black-robed old man, "On my count of three, we throw the captives to each other."
"One, two, three."
At the count of three, the black-robed old man threw out Qixuan Zhenren and Fengwu Cao while Qingfeng Li threw out the Sun God's Emissary without hesitation.
The Sun God's Emissary, Fengwu Cao, and Qixuan Zhenren met in the air.
Qixuan Zhenren and Fengwu Cao had been tied up with ropes and their acupuncture points had been sealed, so they were like two ordinary people without vital essence.
On the other hand, although Sun God's Emissary was severely wounded, Qingfeng Li didn't tie him up and thus he could use his strength.
The Sun God's Emissary was now very furious since Qingfeng Li had forced him to kneel and slapped his face under the watching eyes of so many people, so he wanted to get revenge for the humiliation.
When he was in the air, he launched a palm strike toward Fengwu Cao and Qixuan Zhenren.
Qingfeng Li's expression changed sharply at the sight of the attack and killing intent flashed in his eyes. He had not expected that the Sun God's Emissary would be so despicable that he would launch a sneak attack at Fengwu Cao and Qixuan Zhenren in the air.
Qingfeng Li kicked hard at the ground and like a vulture, and leapt up into the air instantly.
Shining golden light all over, he swung his right fist at the Sun God's Emissary with unrivalled force. It landed on the body of Sun God's Emissary viciously and exploded it.
Rumble!
With a huge sound, the body of the Sun God's Emissary was shattered into countless pieces and vanished in the air.
The watching self-cultivators were dumbfounded at what they saw.
They had watched the captive exchange and the Sun God's Emissary's sneak attack at Fengwu Cao and Qixuan Zhenren before being killed by Qingfeng. All of these happened in a blink of an eye and they had no time to react.
Ignoring the dumbfounded people, Qingfeng Li flew up in the air and caught Fengwu Cao and Qixuan Zhenren.
He untied them and unlocked the acupuncture points. Seeing their wounds, he began to transfer vital essence into them before feeding them some elixirs.
At the same time, the Western self-cultivators had realized what happened. The Sun God's Emissary, one of their leaders, was killed by Qingfeng Li with one fist strike.
"Senior brother, you died so tragically!" Watching the death of Sun God's Emissary, the red-haired screamed with fury.
She had meant to save her brother, but now her brother had been exploded by Qingfeng Li with one fist strike. It was a pitiful death.
"Nicholas, you must avenge my brother! Qingfeng Li is so evil!" The red-haired beauty turned her head and said to Nicholas.
Nicholas nodded with a livid face, rage and killing intent burning in his eyes.
The Sun God's Emissary had been not only his good friend, but a valuable leader of the Westerners as well.
In the war against the Eastern self-cultivators, the Sun God's Emissary had worked hard and had been of great assistance to Nicholas. No one had imagined that he would be killed by Qingfeng Li so easily.
"Aphis, kill Qingfeng Li and cut him into eight pieces," Nicholas ordered the black-robed old man.
The black-robed old man nodded and turned to walk toward Qingfeng Li. He was furious, too.
He had carried Fengwu Cao and Qixuan Zhenren in exchange for Sun God's Emissary, so it was a slap on his face when Qingfeng Li killed the Sun God's Emissary under his watch.
Hearing the name Aphis, the watching self-cultivators all changed expressions. He was a famous master of the western self-cultivation world.
It was said that he had killed many self-cultivators and his name had spread across the entire world.
He was notorious for killing many Eastern self-cultivators in this war against the Eastern self-cultivation forces.
With a cold smile, Qingfeng Li walked forward, totally indifferent to the black-robed old man, an eighth level Spirit Emperor Realm master.
It was because Qingfeng Li had reached the sixth level of Spirit Emperor Realm, and he could challenge higher level masters.
The black-robed old man pushed out his palm, which transformed into a giant palm as high as 5,000 meters and crashed toward Qingfeng Li, intending to kill him.
Qingfeng Li smiled coldly and launched the Strangle Hell Fist. Emitting shining golden lights all over his body, Qingfeng Li shattered his opponent's palm and grabbed the black-robed old man's hand.