Chapter Sixty-Nine: Palm Gravel Fist, Overcome Rigidity with Softness

"Your Excellency, please be merciful to your subordinates, we are from the Xuanwu Sect, and please give you a thin noodle!"

Seeing that his younger brother was about to be beaten to death, the man hurriedly said.

This young man is definitely not something he can deal with, and the easiest way in this situation is to show his sect.

The Xuanwu Sect is still more or less famous in the territory of Fancheng Baili, and its sect's main method is the way of defense, which is known as the indestructible protection of the Xuanwu body.

But it seems that under the fist of Night Star, this so-called Xuanwu Protector does not seem to be so indestructible......

In any case, as long as it is not a top-notch second-tier sect, when it hears the name of Xuanwu Sect, it will naturally leave a thin face.

Sure enough, hearing the man's voice, Night Star lifted the foot that stepped on his brother.

This move immediately made the man breathe a sigh of relief, it seems that this young man has still heard of the name of Xuanwu Sect.

But just when he was pleasantly surprised, Night Star's next move made his eyes widen.

Night Xingchen's eyes froze, and he slammed on the slightly concave position under his crotch.

"Ahh

The man's heart-rending cry suddenly spread throughout the cave.

"You...... How dare you?!" Seeing his brother's foundation ruined as a man, the man's pupils suddenly turned blood-red.

"There's nothing I don't dare. Night Star sneered, and immediately kicked the man lying on the ground away.

"Boom!"

The man's body was violently mounted on the cave wall, and he did not know whether he was alive or dead, and there was a bloody mass of blood under his crotch.

"I ...... I'm going to kill you!" and the other man, his blood-red eyes, raised his fist as hard as a stone and slammed it into the night star.

Night Xingchen snorted coldly, and then gently slapped a palm to meet the punch.

"Boom!", the man's arm suddenly burst open, but the extremely hard fist was smashed by a light palm.

Palm gravel fist, overcome rigidity with softness!

No matter how hard the fist is, it is just brute force, but what Night Star has used is the Broken Star Palm Technique specially designed to restrain this brute force move.

Although the Shattered Star Palm Method is not a secret technique, it has the effect of breaking through the secret technique formed by most brute forces.

Of course, this Shattered Star Palm was brought over by Night Star from the Temple of the Bright Moon.

In other words, this method is a temple thing, so it is expected that this effect will be expected.

"Ahh

"How much face do you think your Wang Bazong has?" Night Xingchen slowly withdrew his palm and sneered at the man.

The man's screams of pain gradually dissipated, and his eyes trembled as he looked at the night stars.

He dared to say that the Xuanwu Sect was the Eight Sects of the King!

You must know that although the name of the Xuanwu Sect in Fancheng is not too big, its sect master is also a genuine powerhouse in the Adverse Sea Realm.

He, how bold he was!

Who the hell is he?

"You, you...... Finally...... Be...... Who?" the man said, his voice trembling, holding back the pain.

"You're going to die anyway, what's wrong with you?" Ye Xingchen raised the corners of his mouth, and then smiled again: "Ten years ago, the little prince of the Haoyue Temple disappeared, and ten years later, he reappeared again, but this time he appeared not in the Haoyue Temple, but in front of you." ”

"You say...... Who am I?"

Nightstar's every word slammed into his head like a sledgehammer.

Temple of the Bright Moon!!

It was one of the five great temples of the Divine Domain, and it was also one of the top forces in the continent!

He said he was from the Temple of the Bright Moon?

The man's entire body began to tremble violently, this time not from the pain of the trauma, but from the fear of the soul.

He kept recalling what Night Star said: Haoyue Temple, Little Prince.

Immediately after, he suddenly remembered something, his pupils shrank, stared at the night star tightly, and said in a trembling voice: "You are...... That one...... The ...... of the Temple of the Bright Moon Little prince?"

Ten years ago, the news of the disappearance of the little prince of the Haoyue Temple spread throughout the Divine Domain, and everyone in the entire continent knew about it.

In order to find the missing little prince, the Haoyue Temple even did not hesitate to mobilize thousands of Qiankun Realm powerhouses to search for them in all corners of the Divine Domain.

However, after searching for nearly three years, in the end, I still didn't find any clues about the little prince.

It was a stormy day, thunder and lightning. The Haoyue Temple not only lost the treasure of the town hall, the Haoyue Star Sword, one of the ten magicals, but also lost the little prince who would be in charge of the Haoyue Temple in the future.

I don't know how long the search lasted, but it ended in failure.

Subsequently, the hall master of the Haoyue Temple was furious and executed all the tens of thousands of Qiankun Realm powerhouses who were responsible for taking care of the little prince.

This news is already the biggest news in the Divine Domain in the past hundred years.

However, he never expected that the little prince, who had been missing for ten years, would appear in front of him.

It's ridiculous that he still wants to embarrass him by relying on the name of Xuanwu Sect, but now it's a big joke when he thinks about it!

He is the little prince of the Haoyue Temple, and what is it himself?

The Xuanwu Sect can't even be called a force in front of the Haoyue Temple!

Even the old man who guarded the door of the temple could casually wipe out the entire Xuanwu Sect with one palm.

He didn't question what Night Star said, and he didn't dare to question it.

As the minutes passed, the man's eyes gradually dimmed.

"Xuanwu Sect Luo Yong, see the little prince!" Suddenly, the man suddenly knelt on his knees and said.

People can die indispensably, and it is worth it to be killed by such a big man in this life.

Thinking about it, he and his younger brother Luo Bei have been cultivating in the Xuanwu Sect for nearly twenty years, and now they have finally broken through to the Yuanlun Realm and become the best disciples in the sect.

It didn't take long for Li Fengsheng, the first person in Fancheng Baili, to hold a recruitment competition, which suddenly gave the two brothers a new goal.

Regardless of whether they can become Lord Li's personal disciples or not, the two brothers also decided to go on a trip, and they can't disgrace the Xuanwu Sect no matter what.

But who knew that they had successfully participated in the recruitment competition, and they had already become like this on the first day.

The younger brother lost the fundamental life and death of becoming a man, but he was smashed by a palm and his arm was broken.

But what surprised him the most was that the person who made them so miserable was actually the little prince who had been missing from the Haoyue Temple for nearly ten years!

So he thought it would be more gratifying to be killed by such a big person.

At least he was sure that there were not many people who knew the identity of this little prince of the Haoyue Temple.

"Little prince, move...... Hand...... bar. Rayong's eyes slowly closed, as if he had made up his mind.

Looking at Rayong, who was on his knees and waiting for death with his eyes closed, Ye Xingchen was silent for a moment and asked, "Your name is Rayong?"

Hearing the sound of the night star, Luo Yong seemed to open his eyes very unexpectedly, but he still nodded.

"Get up, I don't want to kill you. Haoyue scratched her head and said.

"Huh?" said Rayong in disbelief.

"I'll get you up, where is so much nonsense. Night Star couldn't help but scold.

"Oh. Luo Tong stood up with a confused expression.

"Your brother is not dead, but he is afraid that he will be ...... in the future I can't be a man anymore. Night Star said with an embarrassed expression.

If you want to blame, you can only blame yourself for not controlling your mood, but this thing dares to say that he can't even grill fish, which makes Night Xingchen inexplicably angry.

"You mean...... My brother isn't dead?" said Luo Tong in disbelief.

"Not bad. I'm not going to kill you, but ...... What you know today must be forgotten. As he spoke, Night Star stretched out a finger and slammed it into Luo Tong's forehead.

A flash of light flashed, and Luo Tong's body fell backwards with a "bump".

Glancing at Luo Tong and his younger brother Luo Bei, Ye Xingchen shook his head helplessly, and immediately turned into a black shadow and disappeared into the cave.

Night Xingchen thought to himself that what he had done today was indeed too reckless, it was a trivial matter that almost killed the two brothers.

The worst thing is Na Luobei, maybe he can't be a real man in his life.

But he deserves it, and when he thinks that he can't grill fish, Night Xingchen is inexplicably angry.

As for his brother Luo Tong, he only lost an arm, which is fine, after all, no one can go back completely.

After revealing his identity, he planned to kill him, but after all, he couldn't do it, after all, Night Star is not a person who kills innocents indiscriminately.

Of course, memories of his identity must be erased.

Because now...... But it's not the time to reveal your identity.