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Ten saints who formed the battle array were five heavenly monks, and were defeated by a young man in the Saints.

this…

Xia Yu and others were calm, and it seemed of course.

However, this is incredible with the guards of the Shangguan family.

Even this is not just incredible, this is almost appalling.

At least in their cognition, this is absolutely impossible.

Even in the records of the Shangguan family, this kind of thing has never been.

For a while, they all stunned on the spot and forgot whether they should continue to fight.

If Shangguan Zhenming was repelled, it can be said that it is a light enemy, or the housekeeper is not good at fighting.

However, they were the guards, and they were born for fighting, but they were defeated by a punch.

This is too ... too unacceptable.

"Are you a dragon?" A thick voice sounded in the void.

Long Aotian looked at the depths of the Shangguan family, and said proudly: "The three princes of the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea!"

"No wonder you can defeat them?" The voice continued: "It turns out that you rely on your physical strength!"

"Visit the Dragon tribe, my Shangguan family should have greeted it, but if you shot in front of the official official, then insult me ​​to go to the official house."

"My face of the officials, no one can insult!"

"In this case, I can only win you, let your dragon's elders come to lead people."

A figure appears in the distance.

I saw that he raised his head slightly and stretched out his hand gently.

Suddenly, the surrounding world seemed to be used by him, all the air, and the gaspic claws that had been gorgeous, grabbed Long Aotian.

He had no intention of hurting Long Aotian's life, but he had to capture him.

"The saints are seven days?" Long Aotian's face showed a smile.

"Prince this prince hasn't made a hand with the Grand Saint of Seven Heaven, just try it."

Alas!

Long Aotian did not hesitate, and he turned into a body.

A dozens of golden dragons appeared instantly.

Long Aotian shook his body, and the dragon claws came out in a hurry.

Dragon Claw: Destruction!

Long Aotian only realized the destruction of Long claws, and Long Ao only realized the seal.

At this moment, Long Aotian, who changed back to the body, urged the dragon's claws to destroy, and the power was extremely scary.

Tear!

In the air, there was a sound of tearing cloth.

The cage formed by the surrounding air directly collapsed.

"Just this?" Long Aotian's voice sounded in the void.

The next moment, he twisted, like lightning, and rushed directly to the Great Saints of the Seven Heavens of the Holy Realm.

Long Sheng, who is in the same realm, can confront two people of the same realm in the same realm.

However, it does not mean that the dragon saint, which is the heavens of the saints, can play against the seven -day saints.

This difference in cultivation is not made up by physique.

This kind of thought has become the truth in the minds of all the saints.

In fact, the sage of the official family also thought so.

I just caught it, and did not let him use his strength.

He was defeated by Long Aotian, and he didn't care.

Therefore, when he saw Long Aotian rushing towards him, his gaze with a trace of disdain.

What about the dragon?

What about breaking his trick?

I really think I can fight against the saints seven?

You must know that the saints are one or two, three, and three days. It is a stage.

The gap in each stage is extremely amazing.

The saint of Shangguan family, with one hand behind his back, shows his noble demeanor.

He shot it down with a palm in the air, he wanted to teach this junior of the Dragon Clan a lesson.

How can you offend the dignity of the Great Sage?

You must know that the seventh heaven of the saint realm of the Shangguan Imperial Clan is a real seventh heaven, without any moisture.

Facing a low-level saint, it is natural to win in a crushing way.

He definitely has this kind of confidence.

Even among the Shangguan Imperial Clan, a great sage in the seventh heaven of the Saint Realm has a high status.

And he is the outer butler of the Shangguan family.

A steward is the seventh level of the Saint Realm. This can also be seen as the background of the Shangguan Imperial Clan.

Tear!

Four cracks appeared in the void.

The palm taken by the void was directly torn open.

Long Aotian's figure appeared in front of the sage of the Shangguan family.

Long Aotian did not hesitate and swung out his left claw again.

Dragon Claw: Destruction!

One of Longzu's most powerful attacks.

In an instant, several cracks in the void seemed to tear the Shangguan family saint into pieces.

The saint from the Shangguan family was slightly stunned. He did not expect that the palm of his 50% cultivation level would be torn open by Long Aotian.

Looking at several cracks in the void, he was secretly shocked.

You must know that the space of the Heavenly Palace in the upper realm is more stable.

Even he couldn't achieve the effect of shattering the void with just one hit.

The fierce wind was in front of him in an instant.

The saint from the Shangguan family also took a picture of his left hand behind his back at the same time.

The dragon claws and flesh palms collided silently.

In an instant, the entire void turned into a huge mirror full of cracks.

The void shook, and a shock wave erupted instantly.

"boom…"

At this moment, the violent roar was just remembered.

"puff!"

Long Aotian's huge body suddenly froze.

The next moment, a blood arrow spurted out from the dragon's mouth.

The huge dragon body suddenly retreated dozens of feet.

The saint from the Shangguan family also stared and his face turned red.

The smell of blood rushed into his throat, and he quickly swallowed it hard.

However, he could no longer control his body and flew backwards hundreds of feet.

One move, no matter the outcome!

The sage of Shangguan family's mood at the moment is like carrying tofu with a hemp rope, forget it.

An indescribable feeling of humiliation rushed into my heart.

"Bold junior!"

The saint from the Shangguan family let out a roar.

What a shame!

This is the first time I have faced this situation since I was born.

How could he, who is so arrogant, accept this?

As the chief steward of the outer sect of the Shangguan clan, no matter who he meets, he will always be polite.

Speaking of cultivation, he is at the seventh level of the Saint Realm.

Being slapped in the face by a junior like this, and having this matter spread out, would make him feel more uncomfortable than killing him.

In an instant, he became murderous.

Even if he has to bear some blame, he will kill this young man from the dragon clan.

At this moment, Long Aotian was greatly shaken.

Although, from the outside, it doesn't seem like much.

However, the damage to the internal organs was severe.

Otherwise, even with the dragon's physique, he wouldn't be able to spit out a mouthful of blood arrows.

Just after he straightened his body, Long Aotian raised his hand and saw an angry face and a bright sword light.

That sword cut through the sky!

Flying down from the sky, he beheaded the dragon.

Long Aotian's face was full of shock. He couldn't take this sword.

Without any hesitation, he wanted to retreat.

But where is it too late?

After all, at this moment, he has transformed into a dragon body. He is huge and not flexible enough.

He was about to be beheaded with a sword before his eyes.

Suddenly, a bit of cold light suddenly appeared.


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