C984 Incomparably Powerful

A sharp gaze slowly swept across the people of Cock Cult. He kept their expressions and even their inner thoughts into his heart. Du Qi smiled in satisfaction and said sarcastically, "Look at all of you. You don't look like you are going to dominate the world. Where is the prestige of doing evil in the past? "

He saw his subordinates dying one after another on the ground. He looked at the current state of his followers. Xiong Mingfang's heart was filled with grief. When he heard Du Qi's mocking words, he couldn't help but laugh. Xiong Mingfang felt even more sad. He couldn't help but fiercely raise his head. He screamed, "Du Qi brat, you killed so many of my brothers! I swear I will not stand on the same side as you!"

As he shouted, Xiong Mingfang straightened his shoulders, and the aura around his body suddenly soared. Then, he raised both of his palms, and with an indomitable and fierce aura, he rushed forward at all costs, aiming at Du Qi's chest.

As if he did not want to fight with Xiong Mingfang now, Du Qi waved the Waterdrop Sword in his hand. He pointed at Xiong Mingfang, who was running towards him, and suddenly shouted, "Stop!"

Xiong Mingfang's eyes were red. He had already made up his mind to kill Du Qi. How could he still follow Du Qi's will? However, due to Du Qi's shout, Xiong Mingfang's body could not help but slightly pause. Immediately after that, he lunged at Du Qi with an even fiercer and fiercer momentum.

The tip of Du Qi's sword shook slightly. In an instant, violent energy had gathered around it. He faced Xiong Mingfang fearlessly, but just as he moved... He suddenly felt a strong wind blowing beside him. It turned out that Fann Wencong had come to his side. He raised his hand with a light laugh and struck at Xiong Mingfang, who was running towards him.

Fann Wencong's palm seemed to be light and powerless, but it made the imposing Xiong Mingfang retreat continuously. It was only when he returned to his original position that Xiong Mingfang managed to stabilize his body. At this moment... Fann Wencong had also returned to his original position. He said in a casual manner, "If you don't want to die early, you'd better not move!"

The Waterdrop Sword still pointed at Xiong Mingfang from afar and waved the Flowing Cloud Blade. He drew in the direction of the Cock Cult. Du Qi also warned, "Xiong Mingfang, if you want all of them to die here, then... Let's see if it's you who is ruthless or me who is powerful. "

After that, Du Qi turned to the people of Cock Cult. He said in a stern voice, "Don't look at me like that. According to the rules, some of you still have a chance to live. If you want to rush forward, all of you will have to die!"

Xiong Mingfang was not convinced that he was forced back to his original spot by Fann Wencong's palm. He gathered his energy and was about to charge at Du Qi again. Suddenly he heard his master sigh softly. Xiong Mingfang looked at the source of the sound, puzzled. His master shook his head slightly, as if indicating that he should not act rashly.

Seeing this, Xiong Mingfang's thoughts turned quickly, and he gradually understood the current situation. When he heard Du Qi's words, his heart sank even more. The aura around his body suddenly dissipated, and his somewhat sharp eyes also gradually dimmed. His person also gradually became dispirited, as if he had aged for dozens of years in an instant.

Du Qi's bloody slaughter and incomparably fierce aura had already subdued the people of Cock Cult. Fann Wencong's light palm strike had not only forced Xiong Mingfang back. In the hearts of the people of Cock Cult... Xiong Mingfang was not only their idol, but also the source of motivation for their survival. At this moment, when they saw Xiong Mingfang and the old man's expressions, they did not dare to have any more fantasies. They could only quietly wait for Du Qi to make his move.

People in the martial arts world all held their heads and licked the blood on the edge of their blades. Most of them were tough men. At this critical moment, their lives were at stake. Since he could not rely on others, he could only rely on himself! Among the group of Cock Cult experts, a man in his forties looked at the people around him and slowly walked into the arena.

Seeing the strong man's movement, the shrinking expressions of the Cock Cult's people couldn't help but become excited. Even Xiong Mingfang's facial expression changed slightly. A bright light flashed across his eyes. He murmured in a low voice, "No, no..."

Xiong Mingfang's voice was low and the strong man did not seem to hear it. Even if he had heard it, he would not stop the operation. It was only when he was about three meters away from Du Qi that the strong man cupped his fists and bowed to him. "I am Chicken Tail of Cock Cult, 'Chief Instructor' Shen Hongru. I do not beg Young Master Du to show mercy to me. I only hope that Young Master Du will let them go on account of the goodness of life in the heavens."

Du Qi saw that Shen Hongru was neither tall nor short. He was neither fat nor thin. His square face looked majestic, and he was dragging a stick with his eyebrows. He looked majestic and majestic even though he looked a little dispirited. What was even more rare was that he unconsciously exuded a wave of righteousness. It made Du Qi feel a sense of respect from the depths of his heart, but he said coldly, "You don't have to worry about their matters. As for yourself, if you don't go all out, you will definitely die without a complete corpse!"

Shen Hongru gave a gloomy smile and said calmly, "Alright, Shen Hongru will have a taste of Young Master Du's skill!"

As he spoke, Shen Hongru pulled the stick that was dragged behind him in front of him. He held the stick with his other hand, and his aura suddenly changed. Both of his hands trembled, and the stick immediately bloomed into an illusion. One fierce aura after another. That was the tyrannical aura of the rod. It shot out violently from the cudgel with a desolate aura. They ruthlessly attacked Du Qi.

When Shen Hongru attacked, Du Qi could not help but praise him in his heart. As expected of the Cock Cult's chief instructor. His martial arts was indeed powerful and his staff skills were superb. Moreover, it made it impossible for people to guard against all kinds of changes!

Regardless of whether it was feeling pity for Shen Hongru's martial arts skills or feeling Shen Hongru's Morality, Du Qi did not want to kill Shen Hongru. Was he going to let Shen Hongru withstand twenty moves or...

For a moment, Du Qi was somewhat uncertain as to how to get rid of Shen Hongru. At this moment, Shen Hongru's staff was already in front of him, surging with staff energy. It had covered his entire body, and Du Qi could not think about it any longer. Without any hesitation, he took a step forward with his left foot, and then stomped on the ground with his right foot. He suddenly spun around and charged forward. Not only did he avoid the sharp tip of Shen Hongru's staff, but he also dodged it. Bang!

Shen Hongru used a long weapon that specialized in long-range attacks. He had an imposing manner from the very beginning. The cudgel was waved in an airtight manner, and the intention was to force Du Qi to retreat to avoid the tip of the cudgel. His rod's momentum would surge like a great river until he killed Du Qi. Who knew that not only did Du Qi not retreat as he wished, he even drew close to him. Shen Hongru could not help but be shocked.

A close-combat battle was Shen Hongru's weakness. In order to unleash his strength, he could only retreat. However, this way, he would lose the initiative. It would be extremely difficult to organize an attack in front of the incomparably powerful Du Qi!

As his thoughts raced, Shen Hongru made up his mind. He did not retreat, but advanced instead. He rotated his hands and pulled back the rod to block in front of him. Then, he exerted strength with both his arms and pushed the rod forward fiercely, smashing it towards Du Qi.