Chapter 125: Long Aotian crushes everything! The best destination for the ancient inheritance~
(PS: This month's monthly ticket extra chapter is here! I arrived at the company at 8 o'clock today, and have been slacking off until now. Now that I've finished it, I'll post it directly without waiting until noon, hehehe.)
"It really is worthy of being called a floor tile."
Seeing that seemingly powerful attack was shattered in an instant, Lu Ming's mouth curled up and he almost laughed out loud.
"However, the power of the Divine King Tang has never been about how strong he is, but about his talent for stirring up trouble and pitting his own people. He is truly invincible!"
"If we were to select someone with talent in this area, he is truly a unique and extraordinary genius, tsk."
Why did he avoid the God King Tang like the plague and was unwilling to let him join his sect?
That's why!
"However, the method he used reminded me of that entanglement."
"Um..."
"And that halo, it looks like a spirit ring?"
"I didn't notice it last time. Wow, in Xianwu Continent, you actually chose the path of a soul master?"
He was surprised.
At the same time, the Ice Emperor took action.
Tang Wu survived the desperate situation.
The vines that had been blown up reappeared, and green light shot up into the sky, blocking Lu Zhiwen's amazing punch. Even the moonlight in the sky was blocked outside and could not get close.
A layer of light blue halo appeared in Tang Wu's eyes, and there was a blue airflow surrounding him from behind, which made him look extremely extraordinary.
"Um?"
Lu Zhiwen frowned, pulled back, and avoided the large vines that were entwined around him, feeling a little uncertain.
"I underestimated you. You actually have such a hidden card?"
"There are still many things you don't know."
Tang Wu spoke, but his tone was slightly different from before.
But no one noticed the problem.
The tone of voice can change, especially if the change is not big.
However, the Medicine Grandma in Xiao Linger's sea of consciousness was quite surprised and said: "This Tang Wu... I'm afraid there are also residual souls helping him!"
"Um?!"
Xiao Ling'er immediately raised her eyebrows.
At the same time, Tang Wu's soul shrank into his sea of consciousness, gasping for breath.
"Thank you very much, godfather."
Just now, he felt the threat of death again.
This almost scared him to death, but at the same time, it also made him feel extremely angry and aggrieved.
I am clearly a peerless genius!
Moreover, with a cultivation system from the God Realm, how could it be so weak that a mere Saint Son could make him feel threatened with death with just one blow? !
Yes.
Soul Ring!!!
It's because I have too few martial spirits and spirit rings!
Otherwise, how could it be so weak?
At this moment, he became ruthless and an extremely cruel idea came to his mind.
"well."
The Ice Emperor sighed quietly, "Fool, why are you so anxious?"
"There will be plenty of opportunities in the future. It is not wise to step out now and step forward."
"I can help you temporarily, but I may not be able to help you forever."
"Godfather!"
Tang Wu gradually calmed down and said in a deep voice: "I naturally know what you mean, but I am also thinking about you, my godfather!"
"Think about it, if I defeat Lu Zhicai today, won't my status rise?"
"Even if I can't directly seize the position of the Holy Son, after returning to the sect, I can still become the third sequence after the Holy Son and the Holy Daughter, right?"
"By then, all kinds of resources will be far superior to before. Not only will the disciples' progress be faster, but your recovery will also be faster, right?"
"You should be stronger now than you were in the battle at Yunxiao Valley, right?"
"Didn't we all work this out?"
"If it's for my own sake, I can tolerate it, but for my adoptive father, I absolutely cannot tolerate it!!!"
Ice Emperor: “…”
move!
So this is what he thought?
"I was wrong about you."
"Then let us, father and son, join forces again."
"He is just Lu Zhicai. With my adoptive father's current condition, he should be able to win the battle!"
“···”
Boom!
The war broke out.
As the son of God, Lu Zhicai is blessed with the Moonlight Holy Body. The bright moon is shining in the sky and the moonlight fills the sky, making him look extremely sacred, as if he is wearing moon-white divine armor. Every move he makes is sublimated to the extreme, and the power has increased more than tenfold!
This terrifying attack made most of the geniuses present change color.
"Is this the power of a Saint Son-level genius?"
"You can already kill the seventh level, right?"
"Oh, don't you know? When Lu Zhicai was traveling three years ago, he killed a seventh-level strongman. Now that three years have passed, he must have become even more powerful."
"What?!"
There was constant whispering.
The Seventh Princess's beautiful eyes sparkled, and she seemed to be filled with surprises.
Lu Ming and his friends were happily watching the show.
Long Aotian held the wine in his hand and even forced a beautiful woman to come over to massage his shoulders. He put his feet on the table and exclaimed how happy he was.
Only the Holy Maiden of Haoyue Sect, Wen Ruyu, frowned, feeling something was wrong.
"This Tang Wu was indeed a true genius in the past, but compared to the Holy Son, he is far inferior. Why is he so powerful today?"
"Moreover, this rich and powerful spiritual power..."
"Where did it come from?"
"Moyun entangled!"
boom!
The platform collapsed, the formation flickered, and finally exploded.
The densely packed Moyun Immortal Binding Vines turned into substance and broke out of the ground. Eventually, they formed a gigantic cage that completely sealed off that area of space, blocking even the moonlight!
Tang Wu, who was called Ice Emperor, laughed and said, "Son, stop it."
"You are the Moonlight Saint Body. When you wear the Moonlight, your combat power will increase dramatically, allowing you to fight against thousands of powerful enemies. But now, the Moonlight has been blocked by me, and your combat power has been greatly reduced. What can you do to me?"
"Yeah?"
Lu Zhicai's cold voice came from the huge 'green cocoon': "I, Lu Zhicai, why do I need to borrow the splendor of heaven and earth?"
"I···"
"It's the moon!"
Buzz...
The moonlight suddenly swelled, blooming from the inside out, breaking through the green cocoon cage in an instant, and making everyone squint their eyes, unable to look directly.
"he!?"
Someone exclaimed.
"moon?!"
At this moment, Lui Chee Chai turned into the 'moon'.
The moonlight, not dazzling but bright, illuminates every corner of this small world, and then explodes in an instant.
Tang Wu's face changed.
Even though he tried his best, Lu Zhicai at this moment seemed like a powerful man in front of him, extremely powerful!
Wherever it passed, all means were broken, and the Moyun Immortal Binding Vine seemed to be beaten to death, and its entire body was dim and without any light...
"Kneel down before this Holy Son!"
boom!
The bright moon was in the sky, and it fell heavily.
Tang Wu's expression changed slightly, and he used all his secret skills, but in the end he was still not one step ahead.
puff.
In the end, he coughed up blood and retreated hundreds of steps before he finally stabilized his body.
However, wherever he passed, he created deep pits one after another.
Obviously, he was at an absolute disadvantage with this attack. Although he did not kneel down, he was seriously injured.
"snort."
Lu Zhicai regained his human form and looked at him coldly: "As a member of my sect, you have such strength, you are indeed proud of yourself, but this does not qualify you to be arrogant in front of this Saint Son."
"you···"
"Not worthy yet!"
Damn it!!!
The battle ended, the Ice Emperor went offline, and Tang Wu logged in himself.
At this moment, he almost bit his teeth off. A feeling of humiliation spread in his heart. He felt that everyone's eyes were fixed on him, like needles pricking his skin, making it hurt.
He never dared to look at the Seventh Princess even once again.
"Humph, he's just older than me."
He could only snort coldly: "If you and I were the same age, I would definitely defeat you!"
Lu Zhicai sat down again and sneered, "Who can choose where they are born?"
"But this Holy Son can decide his own future!"
"You are destined to never be the enemy of this Saint Son in this life!"
"We'll see."
Tang Wu walked back to his seat with a grim look on his face.
Xiaoshan tried to suppress her unhappiness and tried to comfort him, but he ignored her.
In the sea of consciousness.
Tang Wu was roaring.
"Godfather!"
"You...Aren't you the Ice Emperor?"
"Why can't we even take down a mere Lui Chee-choi?"
"This, this is really!!!"
"If you had captured him, how could my father and I have suffered such humiliation?"
The Ice Emperor also lost his temper: "He is the Son of God, one of the peerless geniuses of the contemporary era, and he also possesses a holy body! Moreover, the technique he practices is the Haoyue Sect's imperial scripture, which is a perfect match for his holy body. How could he be defeated so easily?!"
Seeing Tang Wu was stunned.
He then realized that his tone was too harsh.
Considering his adopted son's Dao heart, he sighed and said, "Besides, your cultivation time is too short, your realm is not high enough, and your methods are too simple."
"Father can only fight with the means of the first soul ring. If I use my own means, I will definitely be discovered. Only then will I be in real danger."
"Once my father's enemies come to visit us, you and I, father and son, will be doomed."
"Moreover, in fact, Lu Zhicai didn't gain any advantage in the previous battle! He was also injured, but he was not exposed. Otherwise, why wouldn't he continue to attack you until you kneel down and admit your mistake?"
"So that's how it is, godfather, I just spoke without restraint..."
Tang Wu also knew that he had said the wrong thing and quickly apologized.
However, the thought he just had became clearer and clearer.
"Sure enough, the method is too simple?"
"There is only one martial soul..."
“···”
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Among the geniuses watching the battle, some were surprised, some sighed, and some sneered.
"With this, you dare to challenge a Saint Son-level figure?"
"You don't know your own limits."
"No, it's not that he overestimates his own abilities. Tang Wu is already very strong. He can indeed be called a peerless genius!"
"That's right. It's not that he is too weak, but that his opponent is too strong. Lu Zhicai, the Holy Son of the Haoyue Sect, can kill a powerful person!"
"And Tang Wu was right in saying that there is a difference in their ages."
"Lü Zhicai is already over ninety years old and has been famous for decades, but Tang Wu is only in his early twenties..."
"hiss."
Listening to their discussion, Long Aotian sneered and said, "Weak is weak!"
"Admit you are short, and stand firm when you are beaten."
"What's Tang Wu? Even Lu Zhicai is no better than him."
"In my eyes, you are nothing but a chicken and a dog."
"What did you say?!"
Everyone in the Haoyue Sect stood up suddenly, looking grim.
"Who are you to dare to speak so arrogantly?"
"Come out and fight!"
"Are you looking for death?"
They shouted and were extremely angry.
Although they may not all admire their own Saint Son in their hearts, the Saint Son is the face of a sect. To insult their own Saint Son? How can this be considered a spanking?
This is clearly a slap in the face!
"Oh."
Lu Zhicai also sneered: "Who the hell are you? How dare you speak so arrogantly here?"
"Tell me your name. This Saint Son will not kill nameless people."
“Tsk tsk.” Long Aotian stood up, and boundless divine light burst out, as if a god had descended to the earth. He raised his head, looked down upon the world, and looked down upon everything: “That depends on whether you can kill him.”
"Then you should tell me your name."
Lu Zhicai also stood up, his eyes were as fast as lightning, and he did not give in. A series of energy colliding in the air actually caused an explosion!
"Since you want to die, I will grant your wish."
"I will not change my name or surname."
He chuckled: "It's Gu Yue Fang Yuan."
"puff!"
Gu Yue Fangyuan, who was drinking and watching the show, was stunned. He spit out a mouthful of old wine and said in a daze: "You are Gu Yue Fangyuan, then who am I? Long Aotian?"
boom!
When these words were spoken, everyone was shocked.
"hiss!"
"It's him, Long Aotian!"
Someone exclaimed, recognizing the person: "I was wondering why he looked so familiar, it turns out to be Long Aotian."
"What, Long Aotian?!"
"Is that Long Aotian who killed the third and second divine sons of the Feather Clan and also killed several of their powerful men?"
"It's him!"
hiss!!!
Countless people secretly gasped and looked shocked and doubtful.
"It's actually him!?"
They were shocked.
"Long Aotian's name has spread far and wide. He is recognized as a peerless genius. Many people even believe that his talent and strength are above most Saint Son-level geniuses!"
Someone whispered, eyes sparkling, "Wonderful, this gathering of geniuses is indeed extraordinary. This is only the second battle, and we can already see two Saint Son-level geniuses competing against each other?"
No one doubted Long Aotian's strength and talent.
He earned his fame through his own efforts.
The second and third sons of God of the Feather Clan both died at his hands, and he also killed several powerful men. Although there was someone who helped them, I think it was Gu Yue Fangyuan, but the fact that the two of them could do this is enough to explain everything.
······
"Gu Yue... Fang Yuan?!"
Lu Ming's head was throbbing.
"My goodness, this name is as oppressive as the Divine King Tang."
He was secretly surprised.
He was very familiar with this name.
If he is really the Gu Yue Fangyuan that he imagined, then he would be unique in the entire online literature world!
It's not about how strong he is, or how great he is, but that he is truly an "evil demon", a complete devil, who does all kinds of evil and uses every possible means.
For the sake of profit and one's own pursuit, anything can be sold.
Even, if the profit is enough, he would sell himself!
This is the real 'magic'!
There are many novels with villains as the main characters, but those with villains as deep as his are rare. No, it should be said that there is no one like him.
In comparison, the God King Tang seemed quite 'cute', just like a really good guy.
However, the two of them are two extremes.
Gu Yue knows what kind of person he is and knows that he is not a good person. He will never label himself as a righteous person, nor will he criticize others from a moral high ground.
He is just bad.
Extremely bad.
If you meet him, just stay away from him. If you want to have a conflict, then call a group of powerful people to kill him completely, grind his bones and ashes, and then send him to the next life with one-stop service.
But King Shenwang Tang is different.
This guy claims to be righteous, but he never does anything for human beings.
It is a perfect interpretation of the character of being treacherous and repaying kindness with enmity. Once you hear the words "there is a way to die", you will know that death is not far away.
As the saying goes, there is Yao Lao in the Endless Fire Realm, but there is no Wang Xiaogang in the Divine Realm.
Tang Shen Wang: "Xiao Gang? You are already level 30, isn't that enough?"
Lu Ming pondered secretly.
If we really compare them, these two are really on par with each other.
One is extremely bad, and the other only harms his own people. Either way, they are both good-for-nothings.
but···
"I don't need to rush to make enemies with them, let alone fight them. Whether it's the Divine King Tang or Gu Yue, if they stand on the opposite side, then they must be eliminated as soon as possible. Otherwise, I will not be able to sleep or eat well."
"Well... I'm even more worried about my situation."
"But if I am a third party, I can still find a way to send them to the hostile forces, or make them fight with the hostile forces~"
"That's different."
"You are all my good brothers and dear babies!"
Lu Ming's thoughts raced.
Everyone was shocked, but gradually came to their senses.
Lu Zhicai's expression gradually changed.
He said in a low voice: "Who are you? Are you still trying to hide your head and show your tail?"
"Oh."
Long Aotian sneered: "That's right, this young master is Long Aotian. Since you want to kill me, come down and fight."
"Oh~"
"I almost forgot that you were also seriously injured in the battle just now. I'm afraid you won't dare to leave the battlefield in the short term, right? But don't rush. I'll give you a chance. Just heal yourself. When you recover, I'll teach you a lesson."
When these words were spoken, everyone was shocked again.
Lu Zhicai's face turned livid, and he said stubbornly, "Does he deserve to injure me? It's just that he consumed a lot of energy. Wait for me to recover and see how I will deal with you."
"Then why don't you just recover quickly? Why are you wasting time talking nonsense?"
Long Aotian rolled his eyes at him.
Lu Zhicai's face turned pale.
Seeing this, everyone started whispering.
This scene is a bit surprising!
Tang Wu almost laughed out loud.
Wonderful!
Although this Long Aotian is not a good guy, this God King will definitely get rid of him, but this Holy Son is extremely satisfied with these words!
Lu Zhicai should be exposed. He is clearly seriously injured, why is he still pretending? !
"Hmph, Long Aotian, what you said is quite right."
The rain stopped and the sky cleared up, and King Tang Shenwang felt that he was fine again.
"Lv Zhicai, you are already seriously injured, why do you have to hold on?"
"I have already said that the only difference between you and me is age. Sooner or later, I will defeat you."
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Long Aotian looking at him sinisterly: "What are you...pretending for?"
"Are you worthy?"
"You can't even beat him, you piece of shit."
"If you don't obey, get down and die!"
Long Aotian flashed and appeared on the shattered platform, looking directly at Tang Wu.
Tang Wu was almost pissed off, but he also knew that he was no match for Long Aotian at the moment, so he could only force himself to say, "I was exhausted in the previous battle, and I was seriously injured. Who wouldn't know that?"
"Don't tell me that you, Long Aotian, only know how to take advantage of others?"
"Oh."
Long Aotian sneered: "If you don't dare to come down, then shut up. You have no right to speak here!"
At this moment, the boundless divine light on Long Aotian's body was shining brightly. His arrogant eyes swept over the many geniuses and he laughed loudly, "Since this is a gathering of geniuses, then ordinary people should not come out and embarrass themselves."
"Everyone below the Holy Son, stay here and behave yourself."
"Who will come first, the Saint Son or Saint Daughter level genius?"
"But I won't hold back."
"If you don't have real skills, don't come down and embarrass yourself."
“···”
“Who’s coming?!”
boom!
The sound shook the sky.
The whole little world was shaking.
Long Aotian was full of arrogance, which reached its peak in an instant. At this moment, he was like an immortal god in the world. The geniuses present, and even the many saint sons and saint daughters, were not taken seriously by him.
The expressions of the geniuses were extremely ugly.
Gu Yue Fangyuan was quite helpless.
Damn it, this Long Aotian actually tricked himself!
Why did you give your name for no reason just now?
He didn't believe that Long Aotian had such a bad taste. He was clearly trying to pull himself out and make him share his hatred!
Long Aotian was not worried about the geniuses present, but once this name came out, who could not guess that the 'mysterious man' who attacked the Feather Clan was himself?
Moreover, if they were subdued and defeated by Long Aotian, perhaps some of them would want to cause trouble for him and seek revenge on him, right?
What a hassle.
He was helpless.
The many saint sons and saint daughters present could no longer sit still.
As a genius, who doesn’t have his own pride?
A relatively ordinary genius below the Son of God can be tolerated.
After all, Long Aotian has long been famous, and everyone thinks that he is a Saint Son-level existence.
Being looked down upon by a Saint Son-level genius is not something that is too unbearable for an ordinary genius, but for those who are also Saint Sons and Saint Daughters, they are unwilling to suffer such humiliation.
What's more...
As peerless geniuses, they have their own pride and confidence.
Who doesn’t become the Son of God or the Holy Daughter by being invincible all the way and defeating countless competitors?
What are you so crazy about, Long Aotian?
"I'll do it!"
Someone flashed and appeared in front of Long Aotian.
His face was as white as jade, and his white Taoist robe showed his extraordinary bearing. His expression was calm, but his brows were full of pride. He was not at all inferior to Long Aotian.
"Who are you?"
Long Aotian glanced at him with disdain on his face: "I will not kill nameless people."
"Haha, it's still unclear who will kill whom."
The visitor chuckled and then bowed: "Yuxu Sect, Zhang Santong."
"It's the Holy Son of Yuxu!"
It was just a moment, and someone called "King of Understanding" exclaimed.
"Zhang Santong, the Holy Son of Yuxu, is said to have divine powers in his hands, eyes, and heart, and possesses incredible strength!"
"This is bound to be a fight between dragons and tigers!"
"here we go!"
Lu Ming also perked up.
In terms of status, Long Aotian's status is really too high, too high.
As a representative figure of the invincible protagonist template, it is almost impossible for a person of the same generation to defeat him alone!
Even if you cheat, it is very difficult, very difficult.
This Zhang Santong must have some "plug-in" to rely on.
"I wonder how much strength he can bring out of Long Aotian?"
Lu Ming whispered.
Jianzi was a little surprised when he heard this: "Daoyou Lu Ming, are you sure that Zhang Santong will lose?"
"I know Zhang Santong. He has amazing pupil skills and his hands have inexplicable power. He can also see through people's hearts and influence their minds. It will not be easy to defeat him!"
"Yeah, it's very strong."
Lu Ming nodded.
But then he shook his head and smiled: "Unfortunately, the opponent is Long Aotian."
You have no idea how valuable Long Aotian is!
This guy is an invincible hero in the early, middle, and late stages.
Although his own disciples also have quite a few protagonist templates, none of them are invincible, nor are they early-stage heroes. Now, even if he personally appears on the field, gives it his all, and is willing to expose all his means, he may not dare to claim victory.
Zhang Santong···
boom!
The war broke out.
They immediately shifted their attention.
Zhang Santong is indeed very strong, or in other words, there are no weak people at the Saint Son level!
For first-rate sects and even holy places, the Holy Son and Holy Daughter are their own "face", and they would rather have none than have something less than the wrong one!
Even if they don't establish a Holy Son, they won't fill in the gaps. Otherwise, it would bring disgrace to their own reputation.
Therefore, any of the Holy Sons is truly a rare talent.
The same is true for Zhang Santong.
His "Three Links" is not just a name, but also a symbol of his strength and means.
His eyes are divine and have amazing pupil skills that can emit brilliant golden light, like laser eyes, but their power is many times stronger, as if they can cut through everything.
His hands were also covered in golden light, and every strike would be sublimated to the extreme, causing the power to surge.
Its heart lights up and golden divine blood flows, which can break people's minds and even take away their souls!
In just a moment of attack, countless geniuses present changed their expressions and felt tremendous pressure.
but···
Long Aotian was fearless.
He stood there, allowing all kinds of attacks to come at him, and simply held out his own brilliant and infinite divine light.
Wherever the divine light passed, it resisted and eliminated almost all attacks, making all of Zhang Santong's methods disappear like a stone sinking into the sea.
"Heavenly Fist."
When Zhang Santong frowned, he smiled calmly and then attacked fiercely.
boom!
Just one punch, instantly destroying all attacks and hitting Zhang Santong in front of him.
"break!"
Zhang Santong's tongue blossomed into a golden lotus, and as his divine blood flowed, an inexplicable Taoist rhythm flowed.
There was a flash of golden light in his eyes, and he blocked the punch in a flash.
But, what followed was a huge finger falling from the sky.
"One finger shakes the heaven and earth!"
Without waiting for Zhang Santong to respond, Long Aotian pointed out his second and third fingers.
"Two fingers to calm the universe!"
"Three fingers no one sees!"
Boom, boom!!!
It was as if three giant meteorites fell, Zhang Santong's face changed instantly, and the pressure also reached the extreme at this moment.
"kill!!!"
"Yuxu Heart Sutra!"
He activated his supernatural power and unleashed his strongest power at this moment, wanting to fight him to the death, but he underestimated Long Aotian.
Long Aotian could launch such a terrifying attack effortlessly, without any chance to breathe, and no two times were repeated.
In just a short moment, more than ten kinds of terrifying skills were launched, and each one was better than the other!
Let this platform continue to explode and sink...
In just a dozen breaths, Zhang Santong was already covered in blood, and the platform beneath him had become dozens of feet shorter without him noticing...
This is because it is guarded by a formation, otherwise, it would have been destroyed long ago.
puff.
Although Zhang Santong was at a disadvantage and covered in blood, his expression remained calm and he did not accept defeat. He spat out blood from his mouth and used secret techniques to get closer!
At this moment, a large number of geniuses held their breath, hoping that he could successfully counterattack.
Even if we can't win, at least we have to injure Long Aotian, right? !
But they were all disappointed.
It’s not that Zhang Santong is too weak, but that Long Aotian is too strong.
After the attack, Zhang Santong was defeated, while Long Aotian stood there unscathed, his expression still arrogant: "You are not bad, a little better than Lu Zhicai, but that's all."
"I haven't had enough fun yet."
“Who’s coming?!”
boom.
He actually continued to attack without stopping? !
Everyone looked at each other in silence.
I was shocked by Long Aotian's strength, and at the same time, I was impressed by his invincible spirit.
He actually wants to challenge the Son of God again and again!
"Daoyou, don't you want to take a rest?"
The Saintess of Langhuan Jade Cave spoke.
"After all, we have consumed some energy in the previous battle. If we attack now, it will inevitably be an unfair victory."
"Who do you think you are to defeat me?"
As soon as Long Aotian opened his mouth, he was so infuriating.
Ye Cen, the Saintess of Langhuan Jade Cave: "..."
"good."
"Since you are so courageous, then I, the Saint Girl, cannot be weak in momentum either."
"please!"
Ye Cen is out.
In just a moment, the war broke out.
Ye Cen is very strong, and from a sensory point of view, he is even stronger than Zhang Santong.
She fought with Long Aotian for dozens of rounds, but was ultimately defeated. With blood on the corners of her mouth, she had no choice but to retreat.
"Who else?!"
"Why not..."
boom!
Long Aotian exploded with momentum.
Having won two games in a row, he became even more furious: "Other saints and saintesses, come on together!"
“Arrogant!”
Wen Ruyu, the Saintess of Haoyue Sect, was furious and fought fiercely with him.
One-on-one, even if he loses, it is understandable, after all, the opponent is also a recognized Saint Son-level figure, but if he is besieged...
The victory was not fair.
defeat?
What will happen then?
only···
The ending cannot be changed.
Wen Ruyu only managed to hold out for more than ten moves before he was seriously injured and had no choice but to retreat.
Long Aotian is even crazier.
But he has crazy strength!
Other saints and saintesses came down one after another, but none of them was his match.
He actually fought one against ten in a round-robin battle, defeating ten Saint Son-level geniuses by himself!
With his unparalleled strength, he intimidated almost everyone present, making their scalps tingle. For a moment, they didn't know what to say.
Even the seventh princess, Qianyuan Wenqing, had her beautiful eyes flickering, but she frowned from time to time, and no one knew what she was thinking about.
"That's it?"
Another Holy Son was defeated and left the stage.
Long Aotian suddenly lost interest and sighed, "Is this the famous Saint Son and Saint Daughter? Nothing more than this."
"Even, it can't satisfy me."
“It’s really disappointing.”
“···”
At this moment, all the saint sons, saint daughters and geniuses from various sects gritted their teeth.
But at this moment, I couldn't refute it.
Long Aotian’s strength and performance are too abnormal.
He really has the qualifications to say that!
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Wang Teng stared at Long Aotian in the field, his soul trembling, then he looked at the failed saints and saints...
"All defeated?"
"From this perspective, it seems that the ancient inheritance is not that bad after all?"
He muttered quietly.
Unfortunately, these saints are destined not to accept the ancient inheritance, alas.
At this moment, Jian Zi stood up and sighed, "Daoist Long Aotian is extremely talented and his strength is even more amazing."
"I have only been a sword master for a few years, and my realm is relatively low. I know I cannot defeat you, but I still want to fight with you. I wonder if you can fight with me at the same realm as me?"
Originally he had no plans to take action.
But now, we must take action.
All the saints and saintesses present have been defeated.
There are still two people left who have never fought with Long Aotian.
One is Lu Zhicai, but he has reasons not to take action. What about myself?
We can't possibly not even have the courage to take action, that would definitely bring disgrace upon the Lingjian Sect, and we absolutely cannot do that.
Therefore, he had to take action.
“…Are you sure?”
Xiao Ling'er asked softly.
Jianzi was helpless and whispered, "I don't think so."
Xiao Linger: “…”
That's right.
If it were her, she wouldn't be sure either.
This Long Aotian is too strong.
He is so strong that he doesn't look like a mortal at all. Instead, he looks like a banished immortal from heaven.
"But I can't go up."
Jian Zi spread his hands: "After all, my status and position are here. Even if I lose, I can't be afraid of fighting."
"But fortunately I'm used to it."
"After all, I have been defeated so many times..."
"It's not that hard to accept the defeat."
As soon as these words came out, Xiao Ling'er shut up.
Um···
There is some truth in what he said.
But the person who defeated him before was me!
It’s better to keep silent.
Only Wang Teng was astonished by his beauty.
"Sure enough, he is the most suitable one."
"As a Saint Son-level figure, a holy body! Can you accept defeat so calmly and say that you are used to losing?"
"The ancient inheritance is reserved for you!!!"
"no."
Wang Teng felt that he couldn't bear it anymore.
"I have to think of a way to pass on the ancient heritage to him... Although as a swordsman, it is highly unlikely that he will do that, but what if?!"
This goal is really perfect.
You have to give it a try, right?
······
"oh?"
"You are so brave that you still dare to come on stage now."
Long Aotian immediately suppressed his realm to the same level as Jian Zi, and then said: "Come!"
"I'm sorry!"
Jianzi drew his sword.
Knowing that the other party is strong, he naturally dared not hold back.
The first move he made was to use many of the Lingjian Sect’s unique skills.
Unfortunately, he only had a few dozen moves before he put away his sword and admitted defeat.
"You are not weak."
Long Aotian did not mock Jian Zi, but instead praised him: "Among the Saint Son-level geniuses who just took action, you should be ranked among the top three."
"Much better than some of these rubbish."
"Unfortunately, it's still too weak."
"Practice quickly. I'll give you some time, and maybe you can satisfy me."
Who the hell are you scolding?!
Lu Zhicai and others cursed in their hearts.
But at this moment, no one could speak.
If I speak up, wouldn't that mean I'm admitting that I'm useless?
This is just like throwing a stone into a pack of dogs. The one that barks the loudest is the one that gets hit. Is there anything else to say?
“Damn it!”
Hatred grew in their hearts, and they wished they could blow it up in an instant.
pity···
Lack of strength.
Jianzi clasped his fists and stepped back.
He looked calm and didn't find it hard to accept.
He did not feel the glare of everyone's gaze.
Hey, it’s no big deal!
Damn it, ever since I became a swordsman, I have never won a fight with anyone outside our sect.
It's just another defeat, why should I be afraid of it?
“What a talent!!!”
Wang Teng watched Jianzi's performance and called him a talented person.
Is there anyone more suitable than him to inherit the ancient heritage?
Can't find it anymore?!
Hiss, find a solution quickly!!!
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In the field, Long Aotian stood calmly: "Have all the saints present made their moves?"
"But who else wants to take action?"
Everyone was silent.
Lu Ming had no intention of showing off, mainly because he didn't want to expose all of his abilities, so he just watched quietly.
Long Aotian looked at Lu Zhicai, Tang Wu and others again: "Have you recovered?"
Neither of them answered.
When everyone looked over, they realized that both of them looked very anxious and were trying hard to recover.
As to whether it is really recovering, no one knows.
"Oh."
"Heavenly Pride."
Long Aotian chuckled and looked at the Seventh Princess Qian Yuan Wenqing: "How is it?"
"Brother Long's talent and strength are truly astonishing! As expected, I was not wrong. The person present today is indeed such a truly peerless genius."
"This person is Brother Long!"
"I wonder if Brother Long is willing..."
"stop!"
At this moment, Long Aotian raised his hand, interrupting the Seventh Princess' words, and said lightly: "The reason why I took action is not to be your so-called prince consort."
"You are not worthy yet."
"The Qianyuan Immortal Dynasty is not even worthy!"
"I see that you have quite a talent, and it seems that you have a rare pure Yin physique. If you practice dual cultivation with me, you can help me reach a higher level, and you can also gain a lot of benefits from it, and your cultivation will skyrocket."
"so."
"You are qualified to be my concubine."
"If you are willing, from now on, you will stay by my side, practice dual cultivation every day, take care of me, and wait for my orders. In the future, I may consider helping you ascend the throne."
boom.
When these words were spoken, everyone was stunned.
So crazy!!!
It would have been fine if you had been so arrogant just now and challenged so many saints, but now, you are even more arrogant and want to make the Seventh Princess of Qianyuan Immortal Dynasty your concubine? !
I also practice dual cultivation every day, take care of you, and wait for your orders???
It's over, and you are still just considering helping her ascend the throne in the future?
Oh shit!
Even Lu Ming couldn't help but say "F*ck" in his heart at this moment.
This is really crazy.
It's simply too crazy!
But on second thought...
It's worthy of you, Long Aotian.
Under the aura of lowering intelligence and passive pretense, isn't this natural and reasonable?
"This is Long Aotian."
The fellow muttered in his heart, "If it were anyone else, they would definitely not survive more than three days, no, three chapters."
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Everyone's expression changed.
Everyone looked at Long Aotian with a weird look, and you could hear a pin drop.
The Seventh Princess's face froze.
Behind her, the five geniuses who had followed her and had not spoken a word looked unhappy and stood up suddenly: "How dare you!"
"Hehe, I have always been very courageous."
Long Aotian sneered: "Who are you?"
"Let me guess, could it be that this Seventh Princess selected this 'True Peerless Prodigy' in some other place through a method similar to today?"
"In the end, all the so-called peerless geniuses are selected to compete, and the winner will be the so-called prince consort?"
Lu Ming sighed.
"Long Aotian is not stupid, he actually guessed it?"
He also felt that this was the case.
In short, this seventh princess has big ambitions!
She selected many so-called "real peerless geniuses" from all over the place, and then let these real peerless geniuses compete to select the "real peerless genius".
Um···
The most outstanding genius among the most outstanding geniuses.
That's roughly what I mean.
In this way, you can naturally choose an excellent object.
but···
Is Long Aotian willing to endure this humiliation?
Naturally, he fought back strongly, suppressing everyone directly and even publicly announced that he would take the seventh princess as his concubine.
Amid the shocked gazes of the crowd, Long Aotian sneered.
"You are nothing but chickens and dogs."
"Not only that, in my eyes, the existence that you are trying to fight for at all costs is just... dispensable."
"If you don't agree, just attack together."
"Or, Qian Yuan Wen Qing, what do you think?"
"Are you willing to become my concubine, or choose a less useless one among these useless people and make him your consort?"
In just a moment, the fig leaf was torn off by Long Aotian.
The expressions of those five geniuses were extremely ugly.
The Seventh Princess smiled calmly: "If you can defeat the five of them together, why not agree to it?"
"good."
Long Aotian smiled and said, "Remember to come and sleep with me later."
"Just watch me suppress them like slaughtering dogs!"
(End of this chapter)
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