"You are a little 16-level spiritualist, why should I be afraid of you?"

Yang Qi looked at Wu Yun lightly.

In his opinion, Wu Yun is too funny.

It's like a poor ghost pretending to be coercive in front of a billionaire.

Listening to Yang Qi's words, Wu Yun couldn't help rushing out of his anger. How could he tolerate Yang Qi's arrogance.

"Look for a fight!"

When the sound fell, Wu Yun rushed towards Yang Qi.

Everyone in the inn looked at Yang Qi with pity, and didn't have to think about how miserable Yang Qi would end up.

but……

They don't even think about ten days and nights, what they think is not the same as what they see.

I saw that when Wu Yun was about to be beside Yang Qi, Yang Qi raised his fist.

There is no spiritual power attached to the fist.

It was an extremely ordinary punch to Wu Yun.

But such a punch is too fast.

Everyone in the inn had their eyes opened several times larger than the bull's eye.

They would never have imagined that Yang Qi's punching speed was so fast.

It's not just that they didn't expect it, even Wu Yun didn't expect that he had not had time to shoot Yang Qi, and Yang Qi's fist was only a line away from his body.

boom……!

no doubt.

Yang Qi's punch hit Wu Yun's body.

Suddenly, Wu Yun flew out.

"Little Lord!"

The two people who followed Wu Yun didn't react until Wu Yun hit the ground heavily, and hurriedly ran to the place where Wu Yun fell, and helped Wu Yun up.

The dust on Wu Yun's face was already extremely shocked.

He is not a fool.

When Yang Qi shot him, there was no spiritual power on his fist, and the speed of the punch made him unable to catch it.

He was blown away with a punch...

There is only one possibility for such a situation, and that is that the person is very strong, making him unimaginable.

All the people in the inn were frozen in place like wood-carved clay sculptures, and could not recover for a long time.

Earlier, they only thought that they would know how miserable Yang Qi would end without thinking about it, but how could they expect such a scene to happen?

So how strong is Yang Qi...

They dare not think about it anymore.

"You...what kind of spiritual master are you?"

After a long time, Wu Yun said a complete sentence, and he looked at Yang Qi in amazement.

Everyone in the inn also looked at Yang Qi, because they all wanted to know Yang Qi's realm.

After all, there was no fist with any spiritual power attached, and Wu Yun was knocked into the air with a single punch. Such terrifying strength was no longer what they could imagine.

"Not high," Yang Qi looked at Wu Yun faintly, "only the 41st-level Spirit Sovereign."

what! ! !

When everyone in the inn heard Yang Qi's words, they all couldn't help exclaiming.

Level 41...Spirit Emperor?

Their eyes were definitely opened for the biggest time in history, and the most was open enough to take off an extra-large bowl.

"This this this..."

Wu Yun was also dumbfounded.

How could he think that Yang Qi would actually be a spiritual emperor.

You know, this is the Spirit Emperor!

His father, the head of the Wu family, was nothing more than a 37-level spirit king.

For a while, Wu Yun kept sweating on his forehead, and his whole body couldn't stop trembling.

Obviously, he was panicked to the extreme.