In an instant, the attack surged towards Great Yong's Seventh Prince like a tidal wave.
Sensing the undoubtedly frightening power within, Great Yong's Seventh Prince's complexion turned ugly.
He was about to dodge when he suddenly realized that he was too shocked to move against Old Master Luo. He had forgotten about it and stopped in his tracks.
He was now a ready-made target.
At such a close distance, the Seventh Prince had no way of dodging.
He wanted to extend his hands to block and defend.
But his hands and feet were all tied up.
Could he break free from the power of the Black Field, Ming Zun?
Even if the Seventh Prince used all his strength, it was still impossible.
At this moment, he finally understood what it meant to be caught in a trap of one's own making.
Bang!
That attack landed heavily on his body with a boom.
In an instant, the Seventh Prince of Great Yong was swatted away like a fly!
One had to know that the Spirit Borrowing Diagram that Luo Qingtong drew for Old Master Luo was equivalent to someone who had just entered the Sage Realm.
It was similar to his strength.
But don't forget!
In order to show how powerful he was and that he could defeat Old Master Luo in a matter of minutes, he directly said that he would give up his hands and feet.
Now that his hands and feet were tied up, and the spiritual energy that Old Master Luo was borrowing was not weaker than his.
This time, the Seventh Prince of Yong was in for a tragedy.
Bang!
His body slammed into the light that enveloped the stage. Then, he was bounced back by the vast and majestic power and landed heavily on the ground.
Not only did he fail to show off, he was also struck by lightning.
That was the Seventh Prince of Yong.
"I … You!"
The Seventh Prince of Yong struggled to get up from the stage.
Before he could even finish his sentence, Old Master Luo appeared beside him.
There was a time limit to the spiritual energy that the Spirit Borrowing Diagram could borrow.
With Luo Qingtong's strength, the Spirit Borrowing Diagram that she drew could only last for fifteen minutes at most.
Hence, Grandfather Luo remembered his granddaughter's words. Without further ado, he stepped forward and started the fight!
It was a pity that Great Yong's Seventh Prince did not even have the chance to say a single harsh word. In an instant, he was sent flying back and forth on the stage by Grandfather Luo like a sandbag.
Looking at his miserable state, the crowd no longer doubted that Old Master Luo was a Saint.
At the same time, he was filled with sympathy for Great Yong's Seventh Prince.
He wasn't as unlucky as him.
You're a Martial Emperor level expert, yet you can easily crush trash!
Unfortunately, the Husky had turned into a Tibetan Mastiff and tortured himself into a dog!
Who do you think would have thought that something like this would happen?
Who would have thought that a Martial Emperor would have the strength of a Saint Realm expert?
The Seventh Prince of Great Yong had truly been tricked to death!
Moreover, he had even signed a life and death agreement with the other party!
Thinking of this, everyone felt that they were being cheated!
Previously, he had thought that Great Yong's Seventh Prince was too treacherous and that Luo Zongye was doomed.
Looking at it now, it was clear that the Seventh Prince of Yong had buried himself in a pit!
How could this only be described as miserable?
However, although they were lamenting, the people of Great Chu were still extremely happy!
After all, they were happier than anyone else to be able to see the people of Great Yong being tortured!
They had let the other party be so arrogant and complacent!
They even dared to dream of encroaching on the throne of Great Chu. They would be tortured to death!
As for the people of Great Yong, their faces were already pale.
"Your … Your Highness?"
They looked at Feng Luan with pale faces.