Xun Hanyan's face darkened and she said, "My Xun family has been passed down for more than two thousand years. It has existed since the Warring States Period. There are also innate masters in the family! Who do you think you are? You dare to say that you want to destroy my Xun family!"
She was really angry.
Cheng Longting's attitude was really too arrogant. He was simply a few arrogant points and did not take the Xun family seriously at all!
The Xun family has been passed down for more than two thousand years!
The ancestors also had martial arts saints, great saints, and even higher-level strong men!
From the ancient Warring States Period to the Qin and Han Dynasties, Wei and Jin Dynasties... and even now, no one has ever been so invited to look down on the Xun family. Now, a small Cheng Longting dares to say that the Xun family will not survive this year!
Who did he think he was!?
"Haha, who am I?" Cheng Longting's sneer became stronger. He looked at Xun Hanyan with unscrupulous eyes and said: "After all, the martial arts family is just a family, and at most it is only a few thousand years of inheritance. It is with us from the mythological era
What’s the point of comparison between the Shenzong passed down?”
"What! The Mythical Age, the Ancient God Sect!?" Xun Hanyan suddenly widened her eyes when she heard this, looked at Cheng Longting in disbelief, and said in horror: "You, you are actually a disciple of the Ancient God Sect!?"
Although Xun Hanyan has always known that Cheng Longting's origin is very mysterious and unfathomable, he never thought that he would be a disciple of the ancient Shenzong!
That's the ancient Divine Sect!!
The ancient sects passed down in that mythical era where immortals and gods lie on the earth have at least tens of thousands of years of inheritance, and even the source of the Taoist tradition can be traced back to the mythical power!!
No matter how long the martial arts family has been passed down, how strong the strength and the depth of the foundation, it is completely insignificant compared to these ancient divine sects!
It's like a drop of water compared to a vast ocean!
There is no comparability at all!
Everyone around was also stunned. As ordinary people, they knew very little about the martial arts world.
It is already rare to know what the martial arts master is.
As for the ancient Divine Sect... almost no one has heard of it.
Because the country will not promote such things at all, the ancient martial arts sect that existed tens of thousands of years ago is simply impossible to mention to ordinary people.
"What is the ancient Divine Sect? It's still the mythical age? I'm not having an illusion, right?"
"Damn it! It's a bit handsome! What is Cheng Longting's origin? It seems to be very powerful!!"
"Xun Hanyan seems to be very scared. It seems that what Cheng Longting said is true! Is the ancient God Sect so strong? What exactly is it?"
Many people were talking and were very curious.
"Qin Heng! Let's admit that we are wrong to him."
Xun Hanyan bit her red lips lightly, gently pulled Qin Heng's hand, and whispered: "Auntary Shenzong! He is the descendant of the ancient Shenzong! Even if we are at the same level as him, it is impossible for him to be his.
Opponent!"
The true disciples of the ancient Divine Sect practiced ancient magical skills, and they were not comparable to those of secular warriors or martial artists from martial arts families.
The gap between this is almost the difference between heaven and earth, the difference between clouds and mud!
There is no comparison at all!!
Because these ancient magical skills are basically magical skills taught by immortals and gods in the mythical era, and are extremely powerful!
"Ancient God Sect?" Qin Heng raised his eyebrows, ignored Xun Hanyan's words, looked at Cheng Longting, and chuckled, "Which ancient God Sect are you? Let me see if I have heard of it."
Now there are not many ancient divine sects he has dealt with.
The third Guanghan Palace in the north, the second Sun God Palace in the south, the third Zhoutian Star Pavilion, and the ninth Qihuang Palace, all of whom died at his hands or were taken as slaves by him.
Unexpectedly, in this Beijing University, you can meet a person from the ancient Shenzong.
Qin Heng's eyes flashed.
These ancient divine sects have been passed down for tens of thousands of years and have a profound heritage. They must have a lot of information on the remains of the Earth Immortal Palace in their hands, far exceeding the accumulation of the mythology organization and those martial arts families.
If Qin Heng hadn't been afraid of those sleeping Great Saint-level and even higher-level warriors, he would have wanted to directly take these ancient Divine Sects into full swing.
The Great Saint level is equivalent to an immortal cultivator in the Golden Elixir stage!
No matter how high it is, it is equivalent to the Nascent Soul and even the Transformation of God.
Qin Heng is still the peak of Qi refining now, and he doesn't want to provoke these old antiques for the time being.
"The ants in the secular world actually know about the ancient Divine Sect?" Cheng Longting looked at Qin Heng with a proud look and sneered: "I am the true disciple of the Wuliang Vajra Sect!
My master is the elder of the Wuliang Vajra Sect, and the contemporary master is my uncle. They are all semi-saint-level powerful people and ants. Do you know what a semi-saint is?"
"Half-Saint?" Qin Heng shook his head gently and said lightly: "It's just something that can be crushed to death with just one finger. You've been talking nonsense for so long, I'm too lazy to listen anymore. You just said rude to me, but you won't die if you're guilty.
, break your arms and get out."
Even if you are a martial arts saint, it is only equivalent to the foundation-building stage.
With Qin Heng's current strength, he can kill the peak of foundation building with just one slap. Therefore, even a martial arts saint is still an ant in his eyes and is not worth mentioning.
A mere semi-saint was really crushed to death with just one finger.
However, Cheng Longting was stunned on the spot, looked at Qin Heng in disbelief, and then laughed, "Hahaha! Haha!! Are you mentally retarded? Do you really know what a semi-saint is, an ant!!"
"Qin Heng! What are you talking about! That's a half-saint!" Xun Hanyan was also stunned, looked at Qin Heng incredibly, and said, "A strong man who stepped into the Saint's realm with half his feet, how dare you that be so brave that
Say it!!"
Too bold!!
It's really too bold!
It's just so bold!!
In Xun Hanyan's opinion, Qin Heng's words just now were so arrogant that he actually said that he could crush the half-saint with just one finger. This is simply something that only a madman could say!
"Qin Heng, I originally thought you had reached the realm of transformation at a young age, maybe you were a character, and I wanted to accept you as a slave." Cheng Longting smiled calmly, looked at Qin Heng, and said in a cold voice: "It's a pity that you seem to have some problems with your mind.
Then don’t blame my subordinates for being ruthless!!”
At the same time, Cheng Longting waved his right hand, and the force in his body penetrated the internal and external connections through the martial arts boxing intention, induced the external world's vitality!
In an instant, the courage of the strong wind and the wind surging within a radius of forty or fifty meters. A golden light began to flash from Cheng Longting's right hand, and there seemed to be an invisible airflow between the sky and the earth constantly pouring into his hands!
Thorns!!
A sound like the void was torn apart, like a blast that forced everyone to lift up the skull, knocking the sound in, shocking everyone's heads and dizziness!
When he came back to his senses, he saw Cheng Longting holding a knife-shaped aura blade condensed by the energy of heaven and earth, standing there like a demon-subduing Vajra!
Like a god in the dust!!
boom!
Cheng Longting raised the air blade in his hand, and the air roared, and the clouds in the sky were shaken away. He looked at Qin Heng with cold eyes and snorted coldly: "Ant, let you taste it now, my magical sword technique of Wuliang Vajra Sect
!”
The change of sound just came down...
Boom boom!!
The golden air blade in Cheng Longting's hand made a sound, and in an instant, it was dyed with red, burning, turning into a flame blade light of more than ten meters long!
The hot high temperature twisted the air, as if it was about to burn everything!!