Chapter 165 What are you, dare to insult my teacher!
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Heavy Thunder Knife City.
In front of the gate of Wanzhang City, Ao Zhan looked down at the young man at his feet. His golden hair was flying, his dark gold feathers were slightly rippled, his back was straight and straight, and he had an aura as strong as a mountain.
"Put away your unnecessary self-esteem. Dignity is not given by others, but earned by yourself!"
Ao Zhan was very sad. Looking at the young man in front of him, the son of an old friend was blinded by the so-called honor of blood, and actually committed the stupid act of killing a stone statue with a knife. If it really happened, it would undoubtedly be a tragedy.
"What do you know! That's an understatement! You are not me!"
The young man was more stubborn than he thought. He struggled to get up. Even though half of his face was swollen and blood was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, he showed no sign of regret.
Ao Zhan's eyes turned cold, but his shoulder was held down by a big hand. At some point, Su Qinian was already at his side.
He looked at Su Qinian, only to see Su Qinian gently shaking his head at him and saying, "It's useless to talk more if it doesn't make sense."
Ao Zhan smiled bitterly when he heard this. At this age, when he is most rebellious, he always feels that the world is unfair and that he should stand out from the crowd and stand out from the world.
He is obviously a descendant of a saint, but his bloodline is not obvious and is lost to everyone. Living in this heavy thunder sword city, you can imagine the white eyes and contempt the young man once suffered. The larger the tribe, the more important it is to the bloodline, let alone his birth, for the entire
As far as the Chonglei clan is concerned, it is inherently disgraceful.
Immediately, Su Qinian lowered his eyes and looked at the young man.
The young man tensed up, and as Su Qinian's eyes fell, he seemed to see a brilliant light, or like a bright fire, burning brightly, illuminating his whole body transparently and flawlessly, making him involuntarily
There is a thought of escaping, as if all thoughts have no escape in front of this person.
At this time, Su Qinian spoke, his tone was calm and solemn, and he said: "The bloodline you identify with now, the first generation of Heavy Thunder Sword Saint, also came from a young age and had an ordinary bloodline. What you are discriminating against now is everything
How many strong men of the same clan who are standing at the bottom of the world are born from the bottom of the world? No one is born to be an emperor. If you abandon all life and death practices and abandon the past just because of whether you have bloodline, then you will never be able to escape the shackles given to you by bloodline in your life.
Even if your bloodline reappears one day, you cannot be superior to the person who gave you the bloodline. Your life is destined to this."
After saying this, Su Qinian said no more. From the moment he saw the young man, he had many memories. The short time in Xiaoyao Valley in Wudang Mountain, although not long, made him clearly feel
The understanding of the warmth and coldness of human relationships, and what is high and low, is still the most memorable memory worthy of being engraved and branded in this life.
The young man was a little dazed, clenched his fists and remained silent.
"My good clan brother, whoever dares to hurt you is really brave, and he is not afraid of my aunt's anger."
At this time, in the corridor of the city gate, a lazy and casual voice sounded. It was a young man, dressed in black gold battle clothes, holding a dark halberd, riding a red gold horse, and there was
Four pairs of sky-winged divine steeds, surrounded by a group of soldiers defending the city, strolled over.
"Three Holy Sons!"
In front of the city gate, someone exclaimed, these are the three contemporary saints of the Chonglei Division. Although they are not descendants of the current Chonglei Sword Saint, they are also the eldest grandson of the most powerful saint of the Chonglei clan, ranking third among the saints and saints.
, once ranked more than 1,500 places on the earth rankings, he was a famous young venerable. Now, at the age of only twenty-eight, he created the earth and opened the sky and entered the realm of opening the sky. He is the youngest member of the Chonglei clan.
One of the great powers in the Open Heaven Realm.
"What are you doing here!"
Seeing the Third Holy Son, the young man had a very ugly expression. He clenched his fists and clenched his teeth. It was this man who had deliberately galloped his horse and injured him just now. Although his cultivation level was not high, he was not stupid either.
At this clan brother's level of cultivation, he cannot even control such strength. It is obviously impossible. If he misses accidentally, it is clearly intentional.
"My good clan brother, don't be so hostile. My clan brother doesn't want to see you make a fool of yourself. After all..."
After a pause, the young man in black gold armor chuckled and said: "Although you are unworthy, you are also the son of the saint of my Chonglei clan. No one can trample on my clan's rights in front of this Chonglei Sword City."
Majesty, especially the son of a saint."
"you!"
The young man's face flushed instantly, and his eyes almost burst into flames. He could endure all the unbearable things, but he could not tolerate her emphasizing the word saint over and over again. That was his mother, and no one would be allowed to blaspheme her.
"It turns out that it's a arrogant little guy like you who thinks he's superior to others, playing tricks, thinking he's cool and strategizing."
Suddenly, Ao Zhan's voice sounded, colder than before. The young man who was about to take action at all costs was startled again. He didn't understand where this young man with an unknown identity got such courage, even if he had no idea about his own destiny.
He is not angry or unwilling, but also understands that the majesty of the Chonglei clan is profound, especially in front of the Chonglei Sword City. For many years, all those who have desecrated the majesty of the Chonglei clan have not been able to survive. In front of the gate of this ten thousand feet city, not only Wu Dao
The bones of those who tried to provoke others were buried, or turned into ashes and blended into the mud.
The Third Holy Son raised his eyebrows. His black gold armor glowed with cold metallic light, and the black spurt in his hand seemed to be swallowing up all the light, like a ferocious beast dormant.
He is riding on the back of a Pegasus, and underneath him is a rare five-star horse that rides on the sky. Now it has grown to the realm of four stars. It is a powerful and powerful horse, which sets off its temperament. It really has an invincible grace and is peerless and extraordinary.
"Who are you? How dare you talk to me like this? Who gave you the courage?"
He looked at Ao Zhan and snorted coldly, and an invisible force of majesty flowed out, pressing down on Ao Zhan and even Su Qinian beside him.
This is a majestic energy that belongs to the Open Heaven Realm. If you are an ordinary Exalted Earth Realm venerable, I am afraid that you will be seriously injured in an instant. Even if your body collapses and your soul is gone, it is not impossible.
But who are Ao Zhan and Su Qinian? One is the son of the Dragon King from the Dragon Family of Donghai, the ancestral land of the Central Territory, and the other is a master of the Earth Ranking who opened the sky with a physical body and achieved a top-notch war spirit. He is half a step away from the ancestral ban.
Before it even materializes, it collapses and dissipates into nothingness.
"You have some ability, but it's not enough for you to act recklessly in front of this Thunder Knife City."
The Third Holy Son spoke again and said coldly: "Kneel down and kowtow to atone for your words just now, otherwise none of you will leave today..."
"Noisy!"
Ao Zhan shouted violently and took action. His temper was so fiery that Su Qinian couldn't help but frown. He seemed to be deliberately humiliating the Third Holy Son. He just moved one hand forward and suppressed him.
The claws were slightly curved, with golden war energy shining brightly, entwined between the five fingers. When the claw fell, the expression of the three holy sons suddenly changed, and the whole person was imprisoned in place.
Buzz!
In an instant, the Third Holy Son was filled with shock and anger. He burst out all his strength in an instant, and the dark halberd in his hand was clanging, exuding a terrifying edge. As a descendant of a saint, he abandoned his sword just because he had obtained a powerful weapon.
With the inheritance of the Halberd Technique, one can soar all the way up and enter the holy realm.
Dang! Dang! Dang!
Ao Zhan's expression did not change, his fingers and claws fell, colliding with the sharp edge, causing sparks to fly, and then shattered it into pieces.
boom!
Then, he turned his claws into palms as fast as lightning, and whipped the three holy sons into the air, rolled three times in the air, and landed in the corridor of the city gate outside Li Xu, before landing hard with a thud.
hiss!
Seeing this scene, the thousands of swordsmen in front of the city gate couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. The three holy sons of the Chonglei clan, the former master of the Earth Ranking, the King of the Holy Forbidden City, and now the young and powerful, today
In front of this Heavy Thunder Sword City, being slapped and thrown away without any resistance was like a fantasy.
Who are these two young men?
The same thought came to many people's minds. To be able to crush the Three Holy Sons of the Heavy Thunder Clan so easily, how terrifying the young man who took action was, and what level of combat power he had cultivated.
Su Qinian's eyes widened. This son of the Dragon King was more unfathomable than he imagined. His understanding and mastery of the forbidden power of the void had reached an extremely profound level. He was afraid that he had already perfected the Taoism, or even gone one step further.
Compared with his time taboo, there is still a mysterious origin before he can enter the realm of perfection.
Looking at the city gate again, the young man's eyes were dull. In his opinion, this clan brother who was strong enough to make him despair was so unbearable and was suppressed with a palm. It was because the young man was so strong that it was difficult for him to understand.
boom!
The next moment, a terrifying aura burst out in the city gate corridor. The third saint son's mouth was bleeding, and he spit out a few snow-white teeth. His black hair was dancing wildly, his black-gold battle clothes were clanking, and his eyes were as deadly as arrows, staring at him.
Ao Zhan had suffered such a big loss at the hands of his peers and was slapped away. This was an unprecedented humiliation and left a stain on his cultivation path.
"die!"
He uttered murderous sounds and swung the dark halberd. In the dark, the halberd was shining brightly, as if it had turned into a black dragon. The murderous aura was like a vast ocean. The dragon shuttled between the turbulent waves and fell from the sky towards Ao Zhan.
"Ji Shi!"
Someone in front of the city gate exclaimed, this is the power of martial arts that can only be possessed by Jiangshu martial arts, it is the martial arts of the Holy Realm. The Third Holy Son used the Holy Realm Halberd Technique and stirred up the halberd power. This was using all his strength and also moving
A murderous intention.
A touch of mockery appeared at the corner of Ao Zhan's mouth. Before the light of the halberd fell, one of his hands was like a golden lightning, and his five fingers stretched out, like five heavenly knives, or like a real dragon exploring its claws. With a pop, he
It penetrated seven inches of the black dragon, and then an arm glowed, golden flames surged, and with a bang, it shattered into pieces.
The figure belonging to the three holy sons appeared and flew out again. The dark halberd in his hand was broken into two pieces. He spat out several mouthfuls of blood in mid-air, and his whole aura instantly became weak.
Plop!
Landing again, the Third Holy Son looked pale, staggered to his feet, staggered two more steps, and fell to the ground again.
At this moment, the Third Holy Son's eyes were filled with misery. The halberd technique that he was so proud of was actually broken by someone with such a strong method. It can be said that the technique was broken with force, which made him clearly realize the power between the two.
, what insurmountable gap exists.
"who are you!"
He kept his eyes fixed on Ao Zhan. He knew all the young masters in this wild land, including the Blade Spirit King's tribe, but the appearance and spirit of the two young men in front of him was the same.
nor.
Ao Zhan didn't even look at him, he just glanced at the young man. Then he came to the stone statue in the corner of the city wall, bowed and said in a deep voice: "Ao Zhan dare not forget the kindness of his guidance in the past. I will treat it as Ao Zhan's."
Fighting half a division, I will be honored by this!"
What!
The Third Holy Son was startled at first, and then his pupils shrank violently, and some memories in his mind were uncovered. The figure of a blond boy with red lips and white teeth appeared in his mind, and at the same time as the blond boy, there was another person who seemed to be able to hide it.
The sky blocks out the sun, and the terrifying dragon shadow towers like a huge city.
"The seventh prince of the Ao family in the East China Sea, Ao Zhan!"
As the third prince spoke, everyone in the world was shocked and even more frightened. If we look at the entire starry sky in the human world, there are several Donghai Ao families, but the only one is the Donghai Ao family, the ancestral home of the central region of the human world and one of the four great human and dragon families.
The four great human dragon families are the supreme inheritance that has been continued since the end of the Hundred Realms. They all once had a generation of human emperors. They almost dominated the vast starry sky in the first era, shining in the heavens, and playing a decisive role in the entire human race.
, that is the true inheritance of the imperial way, the human-emperor family, is the foundation for the human race and the dragon race to resolve their old grudges.
The seventh prince of the Ao family of the East China Sea is also a rare expert in the younger generation. He is the only son of the Seven Dragon Kings of the Ao family of the East China Sea. He has entered the Heavenly Ranking at the age of only twenty-six. It is said that he has even used his own efforts to sharpen the Heavenly Pass.
The alien saint retreated completely from his hands without resorting to any external force, and stood on the top of the holy forbidden king. There are rumors that he has already touched half of the ancestral forbidden area, or has already stepped half of his foot into it.
For Chonglei Sword City, it is no stranger to the seventh prince of the Ao family. When the seventh prince realized the sword as a young man, the Seven Dragon Kings of the Ao family once came to the Sword Spirit King's tribe, manifesting supreme majesty, and came to
In this heavy thunder sword city.
In the blink of an eye, seventeen years have passed.
Seventeen years may be a long time for ordinary people, but for the many masters who have realized the sword in front of this heavy thunder sword city, many times, it is just a few sittings. Looking back now, the years are too ruthless, just ten years
In seven years, the young boy at that time has become famous in the stars of the human world, becoming a rare young hero on the heavenly list, and his combat prowess is astonishing to the world.
Ao Zhan, the seventh prince of the Ao family in the East China Sea!
Many people couldn't help but look at the stone statue in the corner of the city wall. The world-opening realm was too ordinary in front of this heavy thunder sword city. If it weren't for the saintess of the previous generation, he would definitely be wiped out by everyone, but they didn't expect that she would actually
I have an old relationship with the descendant of this king, the seventh prince of the Ao family, so I received him as a half-master.
This is no small matter. The blood of the king cannot be underestimated. To be recognized by a king and recognized as a half-master, and even for an amazing young hero like the seventh prince of the Ao family, he is expected to become a half-step ancestral ban. His status is no different from ordinary saints.
The difference is not even close, at least it is definitely more important than the status of the ordinary Supreme Elder in the Heavy Thunder Division.
Let alone being involved with the Human Dragon Family, even the Sword Spirit King Division must be cautious. No matter how impressive the first Heavy Thunder Sword Saints were in the Heavy Thunder Division, no one could break through to the realm of the Supreme King, let alone being involved with the majestic Human Emperor Family.
In comparison, there is a huge difference.
"Who is so presumptuous in front of my Thunder Blade City!"
At this time, a sacred aura manifested in the sky above the ten thousand feet city gate, and a middle-aged figure wearing a purple and gold battle suit appeared. His whole body was glowing with purple light, and there was the sound of thunder, accompanied by a fierce majesty. In an instant,
The space covered a hundred miles of land in front of the city gate.
The saint of reincarnation!
Even if their energy is intact, there are still those who are enlightened by the sword who can't bear it under this divine majesty. They can't help but kneel on the ground, not daring to look directly. More powerful people are trembling. Under the majesty of the saint,
Even if you are a powerful person in the Open Heaven Realm, you still have to be timid.
"The Third Supreme Commander of the Heavy Thunder Division!"
Someone whispered that the Third Holy Son was his most beloved eldest grandson. The Third Grand Prince of the Heavy Thunder Division was not an ordinary reincarnation saint. Back then, he competed with the current Heavy Thunder Sword Saint for the Heavy Thunder Holy Sword. Later, the Holy Sword
Following the Thunder Sword Saint of the time, he became a saint, but this Third Supreme Being has always been stuck in the eighth level, unable to break through. It has been more than a thousand years.
The eighth-turn saint!
In the holy realm of reincarnation, the eighth turn can be regarded as the ultimate saint. As some great masters of the Open Heaven Realm know, the fourth turn of the holy realm can be said to be a small success, the seventh turn is a great achievement, the eighth turn can be called the ultimate saint, and further up, it is the ninth.
Transform into the realm of a saint.
At this moment, the third prince lowered his gaze, and his eyes were also filled with purple. It was like two thunder oceans rising and falling in it, falling on Ao Zhan, and said lightly: "It turns out that the seventh prince of the Ao family has arrived. Why, my...
The eldest grandson may have offended something and deserves such punishment from the seventh prince."
"You will be punished if you insult my master's bloodline."
Ao Zhan said calmly, no matter how the Third Supreme Commander of the Heavy Thunder Division lowered his gaze, his expression did not change.
The Third Prince frowned when he heard this, his eyes were slightly cold, he glanced at the stone statue at the foot of the city wall, his tone was also slightly cold, and said: "It turns out it's because of this useless person. I'm afraid the Seventh Prince has admitted his mistake. What qualifications does such a useless person have?"
To become the Seventh Prince's mentor, I'm afraid that my nonsense will lead to the Seventh Prince being deceived at a young age. No matter what, this man's life span is about to end. He has humiliated our clan in front of Chongleidao City for thousands of years. Today, I will personally take action and send him on his way.
, to wash away the shame of our clan!"
What!
In front of the city gate, the young man was stunned. His heart palpitated like never before when he swung the sword, and his heartbeat seemed to freeze at this moment.
At this moment, Ao Zhan smiled.
The seventh prince of the Ao family of the East China Sea laughed loudly. Soon, the laughter shook the heaven and the earth, like a dragon roaring in the nine heavens, shaking the void, causing countless swordsmen to stagger, their spirits and wills were shaken, and they showed a look of horror. This Ao family
The power of the Seventh Prince is beyond the imagination of many people. This kind of power may rival the Saint of Reincarnation.
Su Qinian focused his attention, ready to stir up the Tianlong Zhou at any time. He understood that the Third Supreme Commander of the Heavy Thunder Division in front of him was not an ordinary saint of reincarnation, but a being who stood on top of the absolute peak. He was only one step away.
, you can reincarnate nine times, achieve the body of a saint, and transform into a terrifying existence like the nine saints of the black earth demon clan.
At this time, the third prince of the Chonglei Division raised his eyebrows. The seventh prince of the Ao family was too presumptuous, but then he was stunned.
Because the laughter of the seventh prince of the Ao family stopped suddenly, his eyes fell on him, and he said coldly: "Who are you! How dare you insult my teacher!" (Please give me a monthly recommendation ticket, the starting point genuine subscription is the best for ten steps)
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