"You'd better not challenge my patience!" Xuanyuan Minghui continued.
"Kill my Xuanyuan clansmen and seize Xuanyuan's bloodline. Not even the Tianshan bloodline can protect you from this!"
"Idiot!" Ling Hao glanced at him coldly.
"Seeking death!" Xuanyuan Minghui's eyes twisted.
Immediately afterwards, I didn't see how he took action, and then I saw Ling Hao sliding back tens of meters as if he was hit by a beast.
puff!
After stabilizing his body, Ling Hao opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood, his breath was very disordered.
Half-step to the Supreme Saint is obviously not a concept compared to the Ninth Grade Supreme Being. Ling Hao can be seriously injured with just one move.
"Brother Ling Hao!"
"Brother!"
Lu Yue and Xuan Chenxi shouted at the same time, and then ran over quickly.
"It's okay!" Ling Hao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and waved his hand.
"Let me ask again, who did you get your bloodline from?" Xuanyuan Minghui continued to look at Ling Hao and asked coldly.
"I'll give you a piece of advice, don't take any chances. Your support will not pose a threat to me!"
"Today, if you don't cooperate, I will definitely make you taste life worse than death!"
"Fuck!" Xuan Pang looked at the other party and shouted angrily.
"You idiot, do you really think that you are a member of the Xuanyuan clan?"
"You Xuanyuan clan are just frogs in a well who have never seen the world. You are a bunch of pitiful ants who really think of themselves as characters."
"You dare to despise Tianshan. It's really ridiculous. Tianshan wants to deal with you and can wipe out your entire family in one night..."
cough!
Shangguan Mingtian on the side choked and glanced at Xuan Pang speechlessly.
Fatty, if you want to scold someone, just scold the person in front of you. Can you not bring the entire Xuanyuan family with you?
superior.
Have you forgotten that my eldest brother’s mother is from the Xuanyuan tribe?
call!
Before Xuan Pang finished speaking, Xuanyuan Minghui frowned slightly, and a strong wave of air swept towards Xuan Pang.
"Xuan Pang, be careful!" Lu Yue and Xuan Chenxi shouted out one after another.
At the same time, the two of them used all their strength to attack him with a palm strike.
Bang!
There was a muffled sound, and Lu Yue and three others flew out at the same time. After hitting the ground, each of them spurted out a mouthful of blood.
In front of the Half-Step Saint, the three of them were indeed like ants, not on the same level at all!
"Brother Lu, Sister Xi, Xuan Pang, how are you doing?" Ye Ji exclaimed, Shangguan Mingtian and Dao Yunfei also shouted.
"It's okay!" After the three of them got up, Lu Yue shook his head.
"Can we talk now?" Xuanyuan Minghui ignored the three people and continued to look at Ling Hao and asked.
"Come on, let me see how much half-step saint you are!" Ling Hao stared at him with cold eyes.
"You really don't know how to live or die!" Xuanyuan Minghui responded coldly, "Since you won't shed tears until you see the coffin, then I will grant you a favor!"
As soon as the words fell, a monstrous force rose into the sky, and the people around him once again felt the suffocating pressure.
"Take action, as long as you can accept my palm, I will let you leave!"
After he finished speaking, he flipped his wrist and a cloud of mist appeared around his palm.
"Come on!" Ling Hao said solemnly, and the momentum around him surged at the same time.
Facing a half-step saintly strong man, he naturally did not dare to be careless. He used all his trump cards and mobilized his bloodline power while urging him to fight.
The Ba Dao Jue was used.
Immediately afterwards, the dragon-shaped mark between his eyebrows appeared again.
"Huh?!" After seeing the dragon-shaped mark clearly, Xuanyuan Minghui's pupils instantly shrank to the size of a needle's eye.
Then, after trembling all over, he gathered his momentum and took two steps closer to Ling Hao. .??.
Then, without any warning, he knelt down with his legs bent and spoke in a frightened tone.
"Xuanyuan Minghui, meet the young patriarch!"
Bah!
Seeing this, everyone's jaw dropped at the same time and they were collectively petrified.
What's happening here?
"Sister, what's going on?" Xuan Pang turned to look at Xuan Chenxi, "Why would that bastard call eldest brother the young patriarch?"
"I guess Brother Ling Hao's dragon-shaped mark is very special!" Xuan Chenxi responded thoughtfully.
"Didn't the eldest brother's bloodline be passed down to him by his mother? How could he be the young patriarch?" Dao Yunfei asked with the same puzzled look on his face.
"I don't know either!" Xuan Chenxi shook his head slightly.
While they were talking, the people of the Feng clan were also staring at this scene with shocked faces.
As members of an ancient family, they know very well that almost all members of the ancient family are born with a kind of pride and will never bow their heads easily, let alone kneel down to others.
Unless the other party is a high-ranking figure in the clan, otherwise, even the elders of the clan will at most bow to each other.
But now Xuanyuan Minghui actually knelt down in front of so many people, it was unbelievable!
"Third Elder, do you know what's going on?" Feng Shihan looked at the white-haired old man, "How can the Western King Lingshuai be the young patriarch of the Xuanyuan family?"
"Not sure!" The white-haired old man shook his head slightly and added, "Maybe it's the dragon-shaped mark on his body.
reason!"
"What do you mean?" Feng Shihan continued to ask.
While the two were talking, Ling Hao looked at Xuanyuan Minghui and asked the same question, "What do you mean?"
After a brief pause, he continued to ask, "Why don't you suspect that I took away the blood of your people?"
"Please forgive me, Young Patriarch!" Xuanyuan Minghui trembled. "I was blind and didn't know that Young Patriarch was here. Xuanyuan Minghui is willing to accept the punishment!"
"I'm not your young clan leader, you answer my question first!" Ling Hao frowned.
"Young Patriarch, do you really not know?" Xuanyuan Minghui saw that Ling Hao was really not joking with him.
"Get up and talk!" Ling Hao replied in a deep voice and raised his hand.
"Thank you, Young Patriarch!" Xuanyuan Minghui said gratefully and stood up.
"Say!" Ling Hao then said in a deep voice.
"Report to the Young Patriarch!" Xuanyuan Minghui calmed down and began to introduce.
"The people of the Xuanyuan clan are divided into four levels due to their different identities and different blood purity, and the dragon-shaped marks corresponding to each level are also different."
"The vast majority of collateral blood relatives belong to the fourth level. The dragon-shaped mark is very blurry, especially the dragon claws, which are basically unclear."
"Ordinary direct blood relatives belong to the third level. The dragon-shaped mark is clearer than that of collateral relatives. You can clearly see that it is a three-toed dragon claw."
"And some of the talented people who are direct blood relatives belong to the second level. The dragon-shaped seal is clearer and the dragon claws have four toes."
"The first level belongs to the Xuanyuan tribe with the purest blood. It is a rare sight in a hundred years. The dragon-shaped mark is the clearest, and the most obvious symbol is the five-toed dragon!"
Xuan Pang looked at Ling Hao and shouted, "Brother, your dragon-shaped mark is really a five-toed dragon claw!"
