Unparalleled Martial God

Spiders, scorpions, centipedes, stone gall, cinnabar, yolk, as well as fish, meat, and tender children were all frightened out of their wits when they heard this.    

To have the same strength as martial arts in the path of literature, how was this possible!    

That had completely subverted their understanding.    

There were different paths to martial arts, and literature was literature, while martial arts was martial arts. How could there be a force similar to martial arts? If one did not follow this path, then wouldn't they be considered as a type of martial arts?    

However, in this case, where was the difference between civil and martial arts?    

In their memories, the literary path was just poetry, calligraphy, painting, dancing, and so on. Scholars may have tough bones, but if they didn't practice martial arts, they were all weak. This was what a scholar should be like. This was also what a true scholar should be like!    

However, everything that had happened before their eyes had proven that the path of literature was comparable to the path of martial arts. After Qian Zi spoke, they understood from their own previous experience that this truly should be the power of the path of martial arts.    

On Wen Dao's path, they were extremely weak. Thus, when the Desolate Dog asked them to kneel down, they had no choice but to obey. However, because of their powerful Mental Energy, they were able to withstand it.    

In the core of the path of literature, spiritual force was a very important aspect. As saints, their spiritual force was naturally not low.    

On the other hand, Chu Yang's comprehension in the area of literature was not high enough. If it was high enough, no matter how much stronger their Spirit power was, they could not hold on and were completely crushed because their opponent attacked their weakest point.    

"This wild dog is too astonishing!"    

"If this goes on, he can open up a whole new system!"    

"No wonder he wanted to kill this wild dog. Gan Zi has spent so much effort and was so careful. Even when 20 saints came to kill this wild dog, he still felt that it was not enough!"    

Spider, centipede, scorpion, fish, meat, pink kid, and the others were all shocked. They finally understood what Gan Zi was feeling. Such an enemy was too terrifying, and they absolutely could not let him live.    

He was right, too, even wise.    

If this Desolate Dog were to be able to create a system of literature and martial arts, then the Heaven Soul World would have a system of both civil and martial arts. Their strength would definitely increase greatly, and at that time, the God Realms would probably not be a match for it.    

Therefore, this dog must die!    

Their killing intent suddenly intensified, to the point where they had never felt so much urgency before.    

"Dire Dog, you are about to open up a new system, create a new era, or even a new era, but at the very beginning, you are about to die. Don't you feel that it's a pity?"    

Qian Zi suddenly laughed and boasted, "In your words, I am indeed a genius."    

After a pause, he teasingly said: "In addition, I also feel sorry for you. It's truly a pity — — Haha!"    

Spider and the others understood what he meant, and they all began to laugh.    

"What a pity!" Chu Yang laughed coldly, "Who has regrets? To be able to detect my cultivation level in an instant, you are probably a genius, but you are going to die so early, it should be because you feel regretful, right? "    

Rumble rumble rumble!    

At this moment, thunder and lightning raged in the sky as the rumbling sounds of thunder pressed down. The enormous lightning glow caused the dark world to light up endlessly.    

"Desolate Dog, I said that thunder tribulation is useless!"    

Qian Zi's smile disappeared, and he also realized that although the wild dog was enraged, it still didn't lose its mind.    

He admired it!    

If he, his loved ones suddenly died, and he was then provoked and mocked by his enemies, he would most likely have lost all sense of reason.    

"Then is this useful — —"    

Just as Chu Yang finished speaking, screams sounded out and it was right behind Qian Zi and the rest.    

When they looked over, the coachman, the two villagers who were at the back, and the two who were about to sell their goods, as well as the sickly woman, had already exploded into pieces. The saint's origin energy had also been collected.    

The six Chu Yang each carried a cauldron. Before anyone could react, they had already disappeared into thin air.