Become stronger by accepting disciples: all disciples are rebellious against their master

Chapter 162

"Get lost!"

Qin Kong was obviously a second-generation rich man, so he didn't want to deal with him. He wanted to deal with Zhao Wuji now.

He couldn't see through this person. Even with the pupil technique of "Chaos Daojing", he could only see a little clue.

Wang Buhui was furious when he saw that Qin Kong didn't even look at him.

Although he was not a genius in Zhongzhou, he had to give him some face because his father was the deputy leader of the Immortal Alliance.

He came to Dongzhou this time to get some benefits in the East Domain Secret Realm.

Unfortunately, he didn't know why the East Domain Secret Realm didn't choose him because of his peak cultivation.

So he set his sights on Qin Kong, Chu Ziyao and the other two.

After learning that Lu Fang also wanted to deal with Qin Kong, the two hit it off.

Lu Fang rejected Zhao Wuji's invitation and decided to go it alone in the Immortal Alliance.

At this moment, those who witnessed this scene around him lowered their voices and began to whisper.

Someone murmured in confusion:

"Oh, where did this fool come from? Qin Kong is a tough guy. He didn't even surrender to the Dark Palace, so how could he be afraid of the Immortal Alliance?"

Another person shook his head and sighed:

"I really don't understand what the Immortal Alliance leader Lu Fang is thinking. He actually followed such an ignorant fool to make trouble."

Someone else speculated thoughtfully:

"Maybe he saw that Qin Kong had just fought a fierce battle with the Dark Palace and was injured, so he thought there was an opportunity."

Then, the discussion in the crowd became more and more noisy, and everyone discussed what might happen next.

One of them said with a joking look on his face, smiling evilly:

"Hey, guess how this ignorant guy will die later?"

When the others heard this, some laughed along, while others frowned and fell into deep thought, thinking of the various scenes of Qin Kong killing people before.

Wang Buhui heard the discussion of the crowd, and Qin Kong's "Get lost".

He felt as if he was slapped hard by Qin Kong in front of everyone, and he was so angry that the spirit sword in his hand trembled.

"You ignorant dog, I, Wang Buhui, will let you know how powerful I am today!"

After saying this, he suddenly rose up, wrapped in the spiritual power around him, and turned into a dazzling light, piercing Qin Kong's throat.

Seeing this, Lu Fang frowned slightly, thinking that Wang Buhui was too reckless, and it was too late to stop him.

At that moment, he waved his hand, and the cultivators behind him shouted in unison, spiritual power surged, and various magic weapons were sacrificed, surrounding Qin Kong in the middle.

Qin Kong sat firmly on the recliner, unmoved.

Just when Wang Buhui's spiritual sword was only an inch away from his throat, he flicked his fingertips, and a subtle spiritual power shot out, just like a winding spirit snake, accurately hitting the tip of the spiritual sword.

"Ding!"

With a crisp sound, the top-grade spiritual weapon began to shatter from the tip of the sword, and then spread to the hilt, and then Wang Buhui's arm.

Wang Buhui wanted to retract his arm, but it was too late. His arm also began to shatter like the sword, and there was some blood mist.

Qin Kong saw that the cultivators of the Immortal Alliance were attacking him, and he clenched his left hand, and a spiritual power hand pinched Wang Buhui's neck.

Wang Buhui's face instantly turned red, and his eyes were full of fear and disbelief.

He never thought that his full-strength attack would not only fail to hurt Qin Kong, but also end up in such a miserable way.

His arm was like a broken porcelain, blood kept splashing out, and the piercing pain made him scream.

Qin Kong's face was stern, and his eyes were full of endless coldness. He pinched Wang Buhui's neck, just like holding a chicken that had no power to fight back.

"Humph, you dare to be so presumptuous in front of me with such a waste."

Qin Kong's voice was low and cold, as if it came from the Nine Nether Hell, making the air around him condense.

Seeing this, Lu Fang cursed in his heart, this Wang Buhui is really a waste, but at least he is at the peak of the transformation of the spirit, but now he is so easily injured by Qin Kong. Qin Kong's strength is simply unfathomable.

He did not dare to hesitate any longer and shouted:

"All monks, listen to my order, attack Qin Kong with all your strength, and save Master Wang!"

At this moment, an old man in a black robe with a cane suddenly appeared beside Lu Fang and shouted:

"Lu Fang, you want to kill my master!"

As he spoke, he was so powerful that he repelled the monks who were about to attack Qin Kong.

Seeing this, Lu Fang felt a little regretful. He really wanted to kill Wang Buhui, the waste.

As soon as Wang Buhui arrived in Dongzhou, he took advantage of his status and yelled at him, not treating him as the leader at all.

Seeing this, Wang Buhui seemed to have grabbed a life-saving straw. He wanted to say something but couldn't say anything..

The old man turned his head and looked down at Qin Kong, and said in a gloomy tone:

"Boy, let my son go, he is someone you can't afford to offend?"

Qin Kong raised his eyebrows slightly and smiled playfully:

"Haha, can't afford to offend? Then I want to see how can I not afford to offend?"

As he said that, Qin Kong exerted a little force with his left hand.

Wang Buhui's neck suddenly came with a "crackling" sound, as if the bones were overwhelmed and were about to break at any time.

His face became more and more red, his eyeballs bulged out due to extreme fear and pain, and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, mixed with blood, and he looked extremely embarrassed.

Seeing this, the old man in black robe suddenly shrank his pupils, and anger "swooshed" from the bottom of his heart and rushed straight to his forehead. His spiritual power surged wildly, and his robes rustled.

"Boy, you dare! If you hurt my son's life today, the deputy leader of the Immortal Alliance, Wang, and the Zhongzhou Wang family will fight you to the death. Even if we chase you to the ends of the earth, we will grind you to ashes!"

His voice became hoarse and distorted due to anger, revealing a strong murderous intent. Every word seemed to be wrapped in a sharp blade, slashing at Qin Kong.

Qin Kong seemed not to hear these cruel words. His expression was still stern, and there was even a mocking arc at the corner of his mouth. Instead of relaxing the strength of his left hand, it tightened even more.

"Old thing, you are still threatening the Zhongzhou Wang family? What a big name, if you provoke me, Qin Kong, you will pay the price of blood."

Qin Kong's tone was not hurried, but every word was sonorous. He said it to the old man and the surrounding forces.

As soon as the voice fell, Qin Kong exerted force violently.

"Crack!"

Wang Buhui's neck was broken by Qin Kong, and he didn't even say his last words.

Qin Kong threw Wang Buhui's body to the old man.

The old man subconsciously wanted to catch the body when he saw it.

However, just when he was about to catch it, Qin Kong uttered a word:

"Explode!"

As Qin Kong said the word "explode", Wang Buhui's body instantly exploded like a ignited gunpowder barrel, and the flesh and bones turned into countless tiny fragments, carrying violent spiritual power fragments, and shot towards the black-robed old man like a hidden weapon.

The black-robed old man couldn't dodge in time and was hit head-on by the impact. His chest was like being hit by a heavy hammer, his clothes were instantly torn, revealing blood marks, and blood spurted out of his mouth.

Qin Kong saw this, and the blood-sucking sword instantly appeared in his hand. Since he had already made an enemy, he would kill him.

Qin Kong flashed and rushed towards the old man.