Chapter 737: If the Man of God

"Step Nine...... Where did you hear about it?"

The surrounding Moon-Hunting Orcs were cleaned up at once, but there were also many Moon-Hunting Orcs who attacked other targets were attracted over, taking advantage of this short period of opportunity without combat pressure, Qiu Yu tilted his head and thought about it.

The name of Bu Jiue has long been known to everyone, but just like the villains of all the opposing forces throughout the ages, there are always all kinds of ugliness in the legend of Bu Jiuju and the earthquake country, describing it as if it were a demon.

Naturally, no matter how demonized it is, with the power of these folk rumors, I am afraid that it will not be able to describe the terrible place of one in nine thousands.

The so-called demon does not necessarily have a green face and fangs to be called a demon, but when a person judges a stranger, he often starts with the most basic appearance.

The same is true of Qiu Yu.

After hearing too many strange and unreliable legends, he didn't realize for a while what the name Bu Jiuju had.

"Who are you?"

Bu Jiuzhong looked amiable in front of Qiu Yu, there was actually not much difference in age between the two, Bu Jiuzhong was only a little older than Qiu Wuyi, just a young man under half of his twenties, Qiu Yu maintained the appearance of a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, standing together, one handsome but not less than a god, an innocent, innocent and cute like a small animal, but more like a real brother.

"I—I'm the protector of these people! Daddy told me to follow them all the time!"

Qiu Yu didn't doubt it, let alone be afraid, and took it for granted that everyone knew that his father was Qiu Wuyi, and said proudly with his neck tilted.

"Oh, although I also want to sigh that his child is really big and clever, but this is obviously impossible, you must not be his own. ā€

also acquiesced to Qiu Yu's identity, and Bu Jiuzhong continued along the conversation.

"Isn't it the same, but my life does come from my mother, and he is naturally my father? Isn't that normal? By the way, what did you just say your name was?"

After a little silence, Qiu Yu suddenly recalled a few words about Bu Jiuzhong in his mind, so he quietly came closer, almost standing on his chest and looking up and asking unsuspectingly.

"Step nine. ā€

His name was forgotten in an instant, and Bu Jiuzhong was not angry, but patiently repeated it, replacing it with those guys who have no strength and have inexplicable self-esteem, they may have already been angry, but the temper of the Holy Son Bu Jiuzhong is so good.

"Step Nine...... Do you think you've heard it somewhere...... Wait a minute...... Woo...... Ah......h Are you the Son of the Holy Gate of Heavenly Clothes, or are you the same name and surname!"

Qiu Yu suddenly clapped his hands violently, and the shattered and fragmented memories in his head were reassembled into a complete appearance, and he suddenly shrank back in fright, but he didn't retreat far, as long as Bu Jiuzhong stretched out his hand, he could easily catch him.

"It's me. ā€

Bu Jiuzhong's kind smile instantly dispelled the little guard that Qiu Yu had finally born.

"No, I heard that your Holy Son of the Heavenly Clothes Holy Gate knows everything, why don't you even know who I am?"

More and more felt that the person in front of him was different from the Bu Jiuzhong in his impression, Qiu Yu let go of his courage and rubbed it over step by step, staring at Bu Jiuzhong's face suspiciously, and his straight gaze was fearless.

"I know everything about the world, everything that happens in the world is in my eyes, and I can get anywhere in one step if I want to, but there are some intangible things that I don't know - like whether you are a child who can lie. ā€

Glancing at the army of Moon-Chasing Orcs who were already only a few hundred meters away from him, Bu Jiuju patiently explained Qiu Yu's questions as if they were completely non-existent.

"Hmm...... It seems to make sense, they all say that knowing people and knowing faces but not knowing hearts, even if you are a holy son, you can't do it, forget it, thank you just now, you are really powerful. ā€

Qiu Yu immediately accepted Bu Jiuzhong's words, and had no doubt, because Bu Jiuzhong did save him just now, and Qiu Yu always reciprocated with trust towards people with good intentions.

"Hmph, it's just a crude imitation, how can you see where my strength lies. ā€

Bu Jiuzhong smiled indifferently, but shook his head as if he was very disdainful.

"Imitation? Isn't that my dad's murderous stunt?"

"With the power of my holy son, any skill in the world can be learned at a glance, and those things are naturally superficial and extremely simple. ā€

"You brag!"

"If you don't believe it, I can prove it to you. ā€

In the face of doubtful questioning, Bu Jiuju was not angry, at this time, he was already like a god facing mortal doubts, mortals always asked gods to send some impossible miracles to prove themselves.

"Then you're good to go!"

Qiu Yu was just a child after all, and at this time, the two of them attracted most of the moon-chasing orcs, and when they saw that the pressure of the defensive array in the distance had been greatly reduced, their hearts were also a lot more relaxed, and they suddenly felt a sense of refusal to admit defeat.

It just so happened that a large group of moon-chasing orcs were already close at hand, and after a short rest, Qiu Yu's physical strength had already recovered to its peak, and he was no longer as weak as he was just now, and he separated his wrist with a punch.

The powerful punch was really powerful, gathering the power in the body around the fist, and the attack range suddenly spread more than ten times, and the moon-chasing orcs in front of them flew into the sky one by one in embarrassment, and those who directly touched the fist were all shattered.

With his wrist retracted to his arm, Qiu Yu shook his arm triumphantly at Bu Jiuzhong, a slightly provocative smile on his lovely face.

"But that's it, so what's the difficulty?"

Bu Jiue casually raised his left hand to the group of moon-chasing orcs closest to him, and the palm that seemed to belong to a peerless powerhouse at all was gently closed, and the entire arm instantly turned into pure light.

"Scared!"

Qiu Yuke had never seen such a flying fist, and he couldn't help but look at it in a daze, forgetting that he was still surrounded by enemies.

"Don't be distracted!"

Bu Jiuzhong drank softly, quickly clenched his right hand, pushed his hands forward at the same time, and his right hand was aimed at Qiu Yu, who was standing aside, and released the fist of light in both hands at the same time without any scruples.

"Wow...... Wow wow!"

Qiu Yu was fascinated and suddenly saw a large ball of light flying towards him, and he was completely unable to dodge, and immediately shrunk his body in fright.

The fist that turned into a huge ball of light didn't hit, no, in fact, it did, but it passed through his body completely harmlessly the moment it touched Qiu Yu.

Realizing this, Qiu Yu turned his head behind him suddenly, and what he saw in his eyes was a scene of unilateral destruction of the Moon-Chasing Orc.

It was clear that he had just broken away from Bu Jiuzhong's arm, but the two fists had already become like mountains, and where the golden light passed, there were not even the remains of the Moon-Chasing Orcs left, and the uneven mountain was also "built" by these two fists to be smoother than the flattest avenue in the imperial capital.

The gap between the two is already self-evident, Bu Jiuzhong's "shoddy" imitation is not only a hundred times stronger than the original, but this move that penetrates the target's body without causing damage to it, Qiu Yu can't figure out how to do it even if he kills all the brain cells.

Seeing that the dense moon-chasing orcs that rolled up like a tide were cut by the fist of light and two "rifts" that were difficult to heal for a while, the remaining moon-chasing orcs were not afraid, but one by one they aimed at the most dangerous step nine together, and even the monsters that shocked the army gathered nearby.

Xuanyuan Jin, who was far away in the middle of the team, also saw the two lights that separated the night, but for her, the meaning of these two lights was only the word "danger".

"Ridiculous, you and other good-for-nothing inferior creatures should consider me your target?"

Bu Jiuzhong's voice instantly became cold, and there was already obvious unhappiness in it, the Holy Son of the Heavenly Clothes Holy Gate was indeed the most valuable prey, but such a "weak" Moon Chasing Orc was already a sin in his eyes - the sin of the weak who didn't know his weight and blindly challenged the strong.

"What if you are the target?"

Qiu Yu also clearly saw that Bu Jiuzhong was angry, and felt very strange in his heart, his attitude towards him just now was not very respectful, he didn't seem to give himself a look at all, but when this group of moon-chasing orcs was about to attack him, it made him really angry, and it was inevitable that it was a little unreasonable.

"Thou art born to sin!"

A smiling step nine suddenly rose into the air, standing firmly above the void air, his long black hair dancing almost in a disc posture behind his back, and his index fingers flicked lightly.

Two extremely thin, tiny black rings appeared in the air pierced by the fingertips, and they fell to the ground at a rapid pace.

Everything happened in an instant, and the moment the two rings, which were not much bigger than the rings, fell to the ground, the rings suddenly spread wildly, like a gust of wind that swept through the mountains, and the rings that turned into black light swept past the countless surrounding moon-chasing orcs, and finally disappeared.

The movements of the Moon-Chasing Orcs, who had been roaring and charging before in the blink of an eye, suddenly froze, and they stood like a group of statues above the icy wasteland.

"It's ...... Your own power ......"

Qiu Yu wanted to swallow a mouthful of saliva to moisten his throat, but found that his entire throat was as dry as fire, and he didn't know how long he had opened his mouth when he was in a daze just now.

"Child, I answer your questions because you have this qualification. It is not a sin for the weak to exist in the world, but those who are not aware of their weakness and challenge the authority of the strong such as us are guilty of an unpardonable sin. Such fools have no need to be born. ā€

Bu Jiuzhong slowly fell from the air, and gently placed a palm on the top of Qiu Yu's head, caressing it kindly and gently.

"But...... You are the Son of the Holy Gate of Heavenly Clothes, and you and I will ...... in the future."

Qiu Yu was not afraid, but his body trembled involuntarily.

"Yes, you and I should be in a hostile position, like my stupid brother, but I have given him that qualification, so I have allowed you to punch me. ā€

The temperament of an elder suddenly turned into a faint smile on Bu Jiuzhong's face, and at this time, a shout from the distance that crossed the battlefield also floated to Qiu Yu's ears.

"Little rain!"