Chapter 770: A One-Sided Battle Situation

In a blink, the Space Ring was gone; although still unclear what had happened, the disciples of Qingtian Holy Land were about to spit fire from their eyes.

Especially seeing the smug look of the Dao Yi Sect disciples, the anger in their hearts could not be contained, like a volcanic eruption.

"Seek death."

"Die for me."

"Today, it's either you or me."

Each and every Qingtian Holy Land disciple roared and charged forward; seeing this, the Dao Yi Sect disciples showed no fear, and the two sides clashed for a second time.

Likewise, the Dao Yi Sect disciples relied on a Transformation-realm movement technique, their figures appearing like ghosts.

A flash passed, and it seemed as if nothing had happened, but when a breeze blew by, the Qingtian Holy Land disciples felt a chill below, looked down, and—damn—their pants were gone too?

In an instant, the Qingtian Holy Land disciples' faces turned crimson; the male disciples were somewhat better off, but the female disciples immediately screamed.

Looking again at the Dao Yi Sect disciples opposite, they somehow had a bunch of pants in their hands, and needless to say, those pants belonged to them.

"Rascal."

"Beast."

"Despicable and vulgar."

"Hey hey hey, you can eat food randomly, but you can't talk nonsense; besides, I have no interest in you—you're too ugly."

Faced with the angry scolding of the Qingtian Holy Land female disciples, the Dao Yi Sect disciple remained remarkably calm.

Joking, in front of forest bandits, I make no distinction between men and women; women only affect the speed of my attacks.

Upon hearing this, the female disciples of Qingtian Holy Land became even more furious, some even forgetting their shyness, wondering what they had just said—'You're too ugly'? I'll fight to the death with this bunch of dogs.

Immediately, ignoring the chill below, they charged at the Dao Yi Sect disciples like a maddened tigress, claws bared.

As for the result, their upper garments were gone too.

"Ah..............."

"I already said I have no interest in you, yet you still throw yourself at me?"

"You............. you're not human."

After just two bouts of contact, the Space Ring was gone, and so were their clothes.

After the anger subsided, an Inner Disciple of the Holy Land spoke up.

"Senior brothers, don't panic; it's just some clothing, a petty underhanded trick that poses no real harm to us—ignore it and kill them directly."

Upon hearing Shī xiōng's words, the disciples finally steadied their minds.

If one were to say they were Holy Land disciples, their mental state was indeed fine, and they adjusted quickly.

Without clothes, they felt a bit ashamed, but so what? Could it take their lives?

Even if we gave all our clothes to the Dao Yi Sect disciples, what then? As long as we kill them, Qingtian Holy Land still wins.

They regained full confidence, yet Qingtian Holy Land was still too naive.

If it were Western Province Fomen disciples here at this moment, their decision would already have left them pale-faced.

This isn't just a matter of having or lacking clothes; it's merely the first step, and what's even more chilling lies ahead.

Unfortunately, the Qingtian Holy Land disciples knew nothing of this; even the female disciples suppressed their bashfulness, their eyes once again filled with killing intent.

"All you know are some underhanded tricks—what good are they? Death."

The Qingtian Holy Land disciples charged again; after several rounds of combat, almost all of them were completely naked.

Though they were utterly naked, the disciples, having already adjusted their mindset, forcibly suppressed their shame and anger, their faces set with killing intent.

"How so, what else can you do?"

"Is it just about stealing clothes? Now I, Laozi, have no clothes—let's see what you can do, and you can't even hurt me."

"How could you think this would make me die of shame? It's simply laughable."

"Come on, what other tricks do you have? Can you still............. howl............."

An Inner Disciple of the Holy Land coldly looked at Xu Jie and said, 'I have no clothes left—what else could you steal? Your death is coming up next.'

However, before he could finish speaking, that disciple suddenly let out a mournful howl.

As for Xu Jie, he unleashed the Dragon Claw Technique, firmly and precisely seizing his vital point.

"It's not that I can't do anything else; it's just easier to aim."

Xu Jie replied calmly, and a piercing pain immediately contorted the Holy Land Inner Disciple's face, his features distorted.

"Loosen.......... loosen your grip............"

He slurred, 'Damn, this is too despicable, really too despicable.'

Upon hearing this, Xu Jie laughed.

"Are you sure you want me to let go?"

"Hurry up, damn it, let go."

"That's what you said."

Immediately, Xu Jie exerted force, a sharper pain instantly sweeping through his body, followed by numbness.

Panting, he barely recovered a bit, only feeling as if something was missing below.

He looked down, and the Inner Disciple's eyes widened in fury as he roared.

"Where did it go?"

"Damn, where did my family jewels go?"

His eyes instantly turned bloodshot; he quickly lifted his head to look at Xu Jie, just in time to see Xu Jie, with a look of disdain, casually toss aside a bloody clump of something, as if throwing away trash.

In an instant, the Inner Disciple felt countless thunderclaps explode in his mind, gritting his teeth, his voice hoarse as he howled in grief and indignation.

"You......... you.......... what are you doing?"

Upon hearing this, Xu Jie showed a hint of doubt, looking innocent.

Wasn't it you who told me to let go? I have let go.

You you you............. I'll fight you to the death.

Saying this, the disciple went berserk and charged at Xu Jie.

I'll kill you, you beast!

Yo, still in a hurry?

Damn it, the line is cut off—who wouldn't be anxious if this happened to any man? This disciple has clearly lost his mind, like a rabid beast.

However, Xu Jie was completely unfazed; seeing the disciple charge past, he let out a cold snort.

Perfect, I'll try my new technique on you.

Saying this, Xu Jie formed seals with both hands; as the seal tactic moved, the Línglì around him kept rising.

Heaven-Overturning Seal

This is a heaven-tier supreme technique of the Dao Yi Sect, with terrifying attack power.

Seeing this, the Inner Disciple didn't hesitate and launched a punch.

Overlord Fist

The golden great seal and the fist aura collided violently, and the seal shattered with a boom.

Die!

One punch shattered Xu Jie's Heaven-Overturning Seal; the disciple didn't pause, his killing intent blazing as he rushed forward.

As for that, Xu Jie still showed no panic, speaking calmly.

Shock

Immediately, the Heaven-Overturning Seal that should have been shattered instead quickly condensed into countless golden small seals, covering the disciple in the blink of an eye and suppressing him on the spot.

Countless golden small seals linked together via golden light, forming a golden net; within the net, no matter how the disciple struggled, it was to no avail.

Impossible, how could this be? Let me go, damn it!