Peerless Taoist

"You didn't see anyone!" The cultivators who were hit were furious and shouted.    

"Slap!"    

The cultivator was just about to curse out loud, but was immediately whipped in the face by the whip. He immediately fell to the ground, howling in pain.    

A man jumped out from the back of the flaming lion. He was tall and sturdy, and his entire body was covered in crimson armor. He even held a flaming whip in his hand.    

"It's the Invincible General of the Scorching Sun Galaxy, Du Zhantian!"    

"Legend has it that he has reached the Earth Immortal Realm at such a young age. He has outstanding achievements in the Scorching Sun Galaxy. He has never lost a single battle since his rise."    

"Lower your voice. I heard that he has a fierce reputation in the Scorching Sun Galaxy. I heard that a sect offended him, and he ordered the entire sect to be slaughtered by him. He didn't even let the women and children go. "    

Hearing the discussions of the crowd, the companion of that cultivator who had been hit changed his face and didn't dare to step forward.    

Du Zhantian arrogantly pointed at the wailing cultivator and said, "You ran into my mount. Kneel down and admit your mistake!"    

It was clearly him who suddenly rushed over, bumping into someone else.    

However, in his words, he had become someone else's mount.    

Looking at the majestic Blazing Fire Lion, it did not even have a scratch on it. It was still showing off its might.    

The cultivator's face was covered in blood. However, when he heard the name of Du Zhantian, he did not dare to say anything. He turned around and prepared to leave.    

"Stop. Did I tell you to leave?" Du Zhan Tian snapped.    

The cultivator's entire body trembled. He hurriedly turned around and gritted his teeth, saying, "Don't go too far!"    

Du Zhantian disapproved, "It's really strange, I asked you to apologize, why did you go too far?"    

Behind Du Zhantian, a few fierce armored soldiers followed. They were full of killing intent.    

The cultivator felt the threat of death when he was being stared at by the strong pressure.    

"I... I'm sorry." The cultivator said in a humiliating tone.    

Du Zhantian scratched his ear and said, "I didn't hear you. Speak up."    

The cultivator's face immediately turned red.    

There were still thousands of people watching silently. He had been humiliated like this, and his face had lost all its luster.    

"A scholar can be killed but not humiliated, I'll fight you to the death!" The cultivator roared and charged forward.    

He was also a talented person to have received a recommendation letter. The magical equipment in his hand flickered as a sharp glow swept toward Du Zhantian.    

The attack was magnificent, and it was even more powerful than the Hate Strike.    

Du Zhantian, on the other hand, drooped his eyelids. He casually watched as the magical technique was about to attack him, and slapped him.    

His hand did not seem to have used much strength, but there was a stream of blood and Qi around it.    

He threw out a palm attack. Thousands of streams of blood energy gathered together, and formed a huge bloody handprint. Then, the handprint fell down violently.    

Bang!    

The cultivator who was charging forward was slammed into the ground by the palm.    

"I'm a reasonable person, why would you attack me when I asked you to apologize?" Du Zhantian stomped on the cultivator's head and stomped on the ground.    

The cultivator was paralyzed and could not move.    

The final kick seemed to be filled with killing intent. It stomped heavily on the cultivator's leg, producing the sound of bones breaking.    

The cultivator shuddered and fainted.    

Not only had he been humiliated by Du Zhantian in public, but he had also lost all his face by having his legs broken.    

"This person really is like the legends, his natural disposition is savage!"    

"Stay away from him. Don't let him notice you!"