The Supreme Soldier King of the Lady CEO-Chapter 833 - 815: You Dare Insult My Disciple? Courting Death!
"Go!" As soon as the syllable fell, Number Seven darted out, disappearing in a flurry of afterimages!
At this moment, the six Orange Tier warriors were completely flustered, their legs and lips trembling violently, as the fear of death engulfed their hearts!
They knew, Number Seven decided to flee because there was no hope of victory!
The fate of those left behind to cover the retreat would surely be death!
"I'll chase, you deal with them." Di Lunhui's voice was devoid of any emotion, and he turned to pursue in the direction Number Seven had fled!
His speed was extremely fast, even faster than Number Seven's, kicking up a storm of yellow sand, making it difficult for the Celestial God Level experts present to see with the naked eye!
The yellow sand had not yet dispersed, and the remaining eleven Dragon Gods simultaneously attacked!
Qin Jiuyou suddenly raised the dragon-patterned staff in his hand and smashed it violently onto the ground!
At this moment, the sound of a dragon's roar faintly echoed from the sky!
His eyes were cold and fierce, and the moment he attacked, he unleashed the might of a Divine King Level expert!
The six Orange Tier series who had personally experienced the might of Divine King Zeus were dumbfounded!
Information showed that Qin Jiuyou's strength had been infinitely close to that of a Divine King twenty years ago!
In the past twenty years, there had been no intelligence about him taking action, but it had long been speculated that he had reached the ranks of Divine King Level experts!
And now, it was indeed true!
The power Qin Jiuyou unleashed was by no means weaker than Zeus's!
"Ah!!!"
Coming to their senses, an Orange Tier member let out a blood-curdling scream!
Qin Jiuyou grabbed him by the neck with bare hands and directly slammed him back, shattering all his bones except the spine into powder!
Qin Jiuyou then held his neck, lifting him fifty centimeters off the ground, and immediately stomped forcefully on his spine!
A series of teeth-gritting sounds rang out, and his spine snapped at a ninety-degree angle, piercing through his heart and chest cavity, immediately taking his life and protruding from his chest!
This Orange Tier series member was as dead as could be!
The spine that was originally on his back now pierced bloodily from his chest, with fresh blood dripping continuously from the end of the bone, making it look incredibly gruesome!
Witnessing this horrific scene, the five surviving Orange Tier members shivered in unison, eyes filled with terror, devoid of any thoughts of resistance or escape!
They were fully aware that in front of a Divine King Level expert, resistance or escape was futile, better to stand still and await death!
This perhaps would make death a little quicker!
A Half-step Divine King might be invincible among Celestial God level, but ultimately, they were still Celestial God!
Against a true Divine King, no Celestial God Level expert stood a chance of winning!
The gap was too vast!
As Qin Jiuyou struck, the other ten Dragon Gods did not just wait idly but unleashed killing blows, directly sending these Orange Tier members to Hell!
Having done all this, they rushed toward Di Lunhui's departure!
Just then, Di Lunhui returned, expressionless.
"Sect Leader, have you slain the person?" the eleven Dragon Gods asked in unison, their tone respectful.
Di Lunhui shook his head slightly, saying indifferently, "As she was severely injured, she took the Red Tier B-MAX, increasing her strength to slightly stronger than mine. I couldn't kill her, so I returned."
"Right now, she's on her way to the Dragon Gate."
"It seems she intends to attack the Dragon Gate headquarters while we're not there."
For some unknown reason, except for Qin Jiuyou, the ten other Dragon Gods burst into laughter upon hearing this.
Qin Jiuyou just chuckled a few times.
The atmosphere was quite jovial for a time, as if the twelve Dragon Gods were completely unconcerned about Number Seven, whose strength had become slightly stronger than Di Lunhui after taking Red Tier B-MAX, launching an attack while the Dragon Gate was empty.
...
"Damn Di Lunhui!"
"One day, I will kill you!"
"I must make you pay the price!"
Number Seven uttered words filled with rage and hatred, her beautiful eyes harboring an immense grudge against Di Lunhui!
If it weren't for taking the Red Tier B-MAX at the right time, she would have already died under Di Lunhui's sword!
Moreover, the Blood Sword in Di Lunhui's hand was extremely sinister, stabbing a wound in her abdomen that continuously emitted black energy, with fresh red blood gurgling out like a stream, turning into strange black blood!
Even the Red Tier B-MAX couldn't heal this wound!
Damn it!
Number Seven's eyes were fierce and cruel, her gaze turning scarlet as she dashed towards the Dragon Gate headquarters at Taihang Mountain!
The fact that all twelve Dragon Gods had left implied that there were no Celestial God Level or Divine King Level experts guarding the Dragon Gate!
For her, the disciples of the Dragon Gate headquarters were now defenseless lambs waiting to be slaughtered!
With a strike, she could take their lives!
"Di Lunhui, you dare to injure me, I will take it out on your disciples! I will slaughter your entire Dragon Gate!"
Number Seven growled like a beast, her face hideous, releasing such intense killing intent that the temperature within a hundred meters around her dropped to freezing point.
Two hours later, she arrived at the misty, fairyland-like peak of Taihang Mountain, seeing a golden plaque inscribed with the powerful strokes of "Dragon Gate" between two entwined dragon columns atop nine hundred ninety steps, she laughed sinisterly twice.
She began to walk up.
Upon reaching the mountain gate, she saw a child-like "Doorman" lounging in a rocking chair, wearing flip-flops, leisurely fanning himself and rocking back and forth, causing her to sneer coldly.
Taking a small child as an appetizer wasn't a bad idea!
"Kid, when you get to Hell, curse the God of Slaughter for me, curse Ye Huan for me!"
"If not for that beast's manipulation, leading the twelve Dragon Gods away, how would I dare to assault the Dragon Gate and take your life?"
Number Seven raised her palm, with a fierce wind gathering around her hand, she snarled, "Remember, once you're in Hell, curse the entire lineage of Ye Huan's ancestors for me!"
Just as she was ready to smack the five-year-old Doorman with her condensed power.
"Hey, hey, hey!"
The Doorman opened his eyes, blinking with curiosity, and asked, "What did you say, Ye Huan?"
"That's right, Ye Huan!"
"Remember that name!"
Number Seven, filled with hatred for Ye Huan, shouted in a commanding tone, "Curse him in Hell, curse his whole family, curse everyone associated with him, understand?"
"This won't do!"
The Doorman said with a look of heartfelt anguish, "Girl, how can you be so unreasonable? Don't you know that trouble doesn't extend to family? Ye Huan provokes you, so it's your business with him, what's it got to do with his family, or with me? Also, why do you want me to curse myself?"
Hearing this, Number Seven was stunned, who was this Doorman calling 'girl,' and calling himself 'old man'?
Did his brain short-circuit?
No, wait...
"From what you're saying, you know Ye Huan, and are associated with him?" Number Seven seized the key point, coldly questioning.
"Yes, why?" The Doorman nodded, fanning himself with the flip-flop.
"Yes? Then go to Hell! Remember not to stupidly associate with that dog Ye Huan in your next life! Or I'll kill you again!"
Number Seven angrily cursed, re-charging her hand with energy, bringing a gust of wind straight to slap the Doorman!
The full-force slap from someone above Divine King Level instantly changed the color of the heavens and earth, dispersing the clouds around Dragon Gate and transforming them into dark clouds!
As the slap was one centimeter away from the Doorman, Number Seven laughed maniacally!
But the next second, her wrist was restrained by the Doorman, unable to move an inch, and her laughter came to an abrupt halt!
"Girl, on this Taihang Mountain, I am notorious for being number one for protecting my own, and you are simply courting death by insulting my disciple in front of me."
"Remember, in the future, keep your mouth clean in front of me, a final reminder.
The Doorman snorted coldly, released his grip on Number Seven's wrist, and swung the flip-flop in his right hand, saying: "You can insult my disciple, but you cannot insult me!"
At the moment the words fell, the flip-flop directly whipped onto Number Seven's face!
"Slap!!!!!!!!!!"
