Chapter 690. God descending from heaven to subdue (6)

Even though they were chamberlains, they were still considered extraordinarily handsome and smart-looking. Their manners were not inferior to the sons of influential families.One could only see that person wave his sleeves, and the originally immobilized space immediately regained its motion.

Seeing the person in front of him, Li Aoqiong’s entire person went into a trembling state, he immediately bowed and made his salutations: “Rong, Rong, Rong…Grandmaster Rong Yun…”

Grandmaster Rong Yun?

Beichen Ying, them three, exchanged a look of dismay. This person was the rumored sole Grandmaster level Apothecary on the continent, Grandmaster Rong Yun?

“Li Aoqiong, right?” Grandmaster Rong Yun shot him a slight glance, his expression still indifferent.

Now, Grandmaster Rong Yun was unhurriedly walking in the sky towards the ground.

Beichen Ying and them had simply become stupefied from watching.

Reaching the ninth rank and walking in the sky was not difficult, Li Aoqiong had done it. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ ɴøvᴇl_Firᴇ.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of nøvels early and in the highest quality.

But, this kind of leisurely strolling in the hall kind of step by step, seemingly walking down stairs, was very very few.

What kind of level of control over space and speed was this, to step down like this from the sky?

In front of Grandmaster Rong Yun, the originally rampant and insufferably arrogant Li Aoqiong was suddenly like a rat having seen a cat, becoming spiritless.

“Yes, this subject is Li Aoqiong.” He respectfully kneeled down on one knee, giving Grandmaster Rong Yun an esteemed salute.

Grandmaster Rong Yun’s godlike phoenix eyes opened slightly, with eyes that were as clear and glossy as seawater. But, his expression was incomparably indifferent.

All of a sudden, his sleeves rose, casually as if sweeping away dust, it moved back and forth.

“Slam, slam, slam, slam, slam, slam…”

Li Aoqiong’s chest received six palm hits in succession. His body immediately flew back and away, very fiercely smacking into the sheer cliffs on the side.

Such a formidable backward force pushed Li Aoqiong deep inside the cliff, forming a deep, human-shaped pit.

Now, because Li Aoqiong was hit until he flew out, Su Luo and the little divine dragon escaped his clutches. They sat on the ground, grasping big breaths of air.

Since the appearance of Grandmaster Rong Yun, his attention seemed to be focused entirely on Li Aoqiong.

Now, Li Aoqiong, who was sent flying, shakily and falteringly crawled out from the deep hole his own body created.

At this moment, his head and face was covered in blood, the clothing on his back had already been worn down until it was destroyed, revealing a back that was drenched in blood. His entire person cut a very sorry figure indeed.

Wherefore would he still have that rampant and insufferably arrogant appearance from before?

Su Luo hugged the little divine dragon, unmovingly standing on the side to fixedly watch Grandmaster Rong Yun’s actions.

Just now, when Grandmaster Rong Yun acted, time and space completely stood still, this clearly was something only a space mage could control.

Could it be, Grandmaster Rong Yun was also a space element mage?

Grandmaster Rong Yun, from start to finish, didn’t even glance at Su Luo, his cold indifferent gaze sweeping past Li Aoqiong.

Li Aoqiong was extremely furious in his heart.

He completely did not know where he had offended this enigmatic and huge character.

However, no matter what, he could not afford to offend Grandmaster Rong Yun. Not only him, even the Jade Lake’s Li family could not afford to offend this kind of huge character.

Li Aoqiong, with great difficulty, resisted the anger in his heart. He was covered in dirt as he slowly walked towards Grandmaster Rong Yun.

However, before he could get near, Grandmaster Rong Yun slapped another six palm strikes towards him.

“Slam, slam, slam, slam, slam, slam….”

The violent slapping sounds resounded non-stop.

The surroundings were dreadfully quiet.

This sound landing in Su Luo and other’s ears gave them a feeling of their hair standing on ends.



As expected, this time, Li Aoqiong was again sent flying, His hard back once again contributed a deep pit on these sheer cliffs.

Li Aoqiong, who once again crawled out, was simply so depressed that he nearly vomited blood!

Had Grandmaster Rong Yun gone mad?

Without saying a word, only determined his identity and directly slapped him until he was sent flying again and again?

If it was not for the fact that he was now already ninth rank, he would have already been slapped into mincemeat by this great master.