Starting as a clan leader: My rules are a bit wild

Chapter 125 Long Aotian crushes everything!The best place to belong to the chaotic ancient inheritance~
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"It's indeed a floor tile."

Seeing that the seemingly extraordinary offensive was shattered in an instant, Lu Ming curled up his lips and almost laughed.

"However, the power of Tang Shenwang has never been about how strong he is, but his talent for making trouble and deceiving his own people. He is invincible!"

"If you want to choose talents in this area, he is really a unique genius, tsk."

Why do I avoid the Tang Shenwang like a snake and a scorpion and don't want to let him enter?
That's why!
"However, the methods he used reminded me of that kind of entanglement."

"Um···"

"And that halo, it looks like a soul ring?"

"I didn't notice it last time. Good guy, in the Xianwu Continent, you actually embarked on the path of a soul master?"

He was surprised.

At the same time, the Ice King took action.

Tang Wu survived a desperate situation.

The vines that had been blasted all over the sky reappeared, and green light shot into the sky, blocking Lu Zhiwen's amazing punch. Even the moonlight in the sky was blocked and could not get closer.

In Tang Wu's eyes, a layer of light blue halo appeared, and there was also blue airflow surrounding him behind, making it extremely extraordinary.

"Ok?"

Lu Zhiwen frowned and pulled away, avoiding the large entangled vines, feeling a little surprised.

"I'm looking down on you. You still have such a trump card?"

"There are still many things you don't know."

Tang Wu spoke, but his tone was slightly different from just now.

However, no one found the problem.

The tone can be changed, not to mention it doesn’t change much.

On the other hand, Yao Lao, who was in Xiao Ling'er's consciousness, was quite surprised and said: "This Tang Wu... I'm afraid there are remnant souls who can help him!"

"Um?!"

Xiao Ling'er suddenly raised her eyebrows.

At the same time, Tang Wu's soul huddled in the sea of ​​consciousness, breathing heavily.

"Thank you so much, foster father."

Just now, he felt the threat of death again.

This almost scared him to the point of peeing, but at the same time, it also made him feel extremely angry and aggrieved.

He is clearly a peerless genius!

Moreover, how could a cultivation system from the God Realm be so weak that even a mere saint could make him feel the threat of near-death with one blow? !
Yes.

Soul ring! ! !

It's because I have too few martial arts souls and too few soul rings!
Otherwise, how could he be so weak?
At this moment, he felt cruel in his heart, and an extremely cruel thought immediately emerged.

"Ugh."

The Ice King sighed quietly: "Chi'er, why are you so anxious?"

"There will be plenty of opportunities in the future, but it is not a wise move to stand up and go to the stage now."

"As a father, I can help you for a while, but I may not be able to help you for the rest of your life."

"Father!"

Tang Wu gradually calmed down and said in a deep voice: "Haier, of course I know what you mean, but, baby, this is also for your adoptive father's sake!"

"Just think about it, if the boy defeated Lu Zhicai today, wouldn't his status rise?"

"Even if you can't directly seize the position of the Holy Son, after returning to the sect, you can still become the third rank after the Holy Son and the Holy Daughter, right?"

"By then, all kinds of resources will be far greater than before. Not only will the disciples' progress be faster, but your foster father's recovery will also be faster, right?"

"You should be stronger now than you were during the previous battle in Yunxiao Valley, right?"

"Isn't this all what we put together?"

"If it's for myself, I can bear it, but for my adoptive father, I absolutely can't bear it!!!"

Ice King: "..."

Moving!

So that's what he thought?

"My father made the mistake of blaming you."

"Then let us, father and son, join forces again."

"It's just Lu Zhicai. With his adoptive father's current condition, he should be able to defeat him!"

"···"

Rumble!
War broke out.

As the Holy Son, Lu Zhicai was blessed by the Holy Body of Moonlight. The bright moon shone in the sky and filled the sky with moonlight, making him look extremely sacred, as if he was wearing moon-white divine armor. Every move was sublimated to the extreme, and its power increased by more than ten times. !
This terrifying offensive made most of the geniuses present change their expressions.

"Is this the tyranny of a saint-level genius?"

"You can already reach the seventh level, right?"

"Oh, don't you know? When Lu Zhicai was traveling three years ago, he killed a seventh-level warrior. Now that three years have passed, he must have become even more tyrannical."

"what?!"

Whispering voices can be heard endlessly.

The seventh princess's beautiful eyes twinkled, seemingly full of surprises.

Lu Ming and others were watching the show happily.

Long Aotian was holding the wine, and even forced a beautiful woman to squeeze her shoulders, put her feet on the table, and exclaimed that she was happy.

Only the saint Wen Ruyu of the Haoyue Sect frowned and felt something was wrong.

"This Tang Wu was indeed a true genius in the past, but compared with the Holy Son, he is far behind. Why is he so tyrannical today?"

"Moreover, this rich and powerful power of divine consciousness..."

"Where did it come from?"

"Moyun entanglement!"

boom!
The platform collapsed, the formation flickered, and eventually exploded.

The densely packed Moyun Binding Immortal Vine transformed into substance and broke through the ground. In the end, it formed a huge cage, completely sealing off the space. Even Yuehua was blocked!

Tang Wu, who was on board the Ice Emperor, chuckled: "Holy Son, stop it."

"You are the holy body of Yuehua. Wearing Yuehua can increase your combat power and fight against thousands of powerful enemies. But now, Yuehua has been blocked by me, and your combat power has dropped sharply. What can you do to me?"

"is it?"

Lu Zhicai's cold voice came out from the huge 'green cocoon': "I, Lu Zhicai, why do I need to borrow the beauty of heaven and earth?"

"I···"

"It's the moon!"

hum

The moonlight skyrocketed, blooming from the inside out, breaking through the green cocoon cage in an instant, and everyone in the room narrowed their eyes, unable to look straight.

"he!?"

someone exclaimed.

"moon?!"

At this moment, Lu Zhicai turned into the 'moon'.

It wasn't brilliant, but the bright moonlight illuminated every corner of this small world, and then exploded in an instant.

Tang Wu's expression changed.

Even though he tried his best, Lu Zhicai at this moment looked like a powerful man in front of his face, extremely tyrannical!
Wherever it passed, all the means were broken, and the Moyun Binding Immortal Vine seemed to be beaten to death, and the whole body was dim and dull...
"Kneel down for this Holy Son!"

boom!
The bright moon was in the sky and fell hard.

Tang Wu's expression changed slightly and he used all his secret skills, but in the end he fell short.

puff.

In the end, he coughed up blood and took hundreds of steps back before finally regaining his balance.

However, wherever he went, he stepped into deep pits one after another.

Obviously, he was at an absolute disadvantage from this blow. Although he did not kneel down, he was still seriously injured.

"Humph."

Lu Zhicai recovered his body and looked at each other coldly: "As a member of our sect, with such strength, you are indeed proud, but this does not qualify you to be arrogant in front of this Holy Son."

"you···"

"Not worthy!"

Damn it! ! !

At the end of this battle, Ice King went offline and Tang Wu took charge.

At this moment, he almost broke his teeth, and a sense of humiliation spread in his heart. He felt that everyone's eyes were locked on him, like needles pricking his skin, making his skin ache.

He even dared not even look at the Seventh Princess 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 to be born on his own?"

"But this holy son can determine his own future!"

"You are destined to never be the enemy of this Holy Son in this life!"

"Wait and see."

Tang Wu walked back to his seat with an ugly expression.

Xiaoshan suppressed her unhappiness and comforted her, but he also ignored her.

In the sea of ​​consciousness.

Tang Wu was roaring.

"Father!"

"You...are you not the Ice Emperor?"

"Why can't you win even a mere Lu Zhicai?"

"This, this is really true!!!"

"If you take it down, how can we, father and son, suffer this humiliation?"

The Ice Emperor also lost his temper: "He is the Holy Son, one of the peerless geniuses of our time, and he even possesses a Holy Body! And the exercises he practices are the Haoyue Sect's Zongzong Emperor Sutra, which is a perfect match for his Holy Body. How can he Will it be that easy to defeat?!"

Seeing Tang Wu was stunned.

Only then did he realize that his tone was too harsh.

Considering his adopted son's Taoist aspirations, he sighed: "Furthermore, after all, your cultivation time is too short, your realm is not enough, and your methods are too single."

"As a father, I can only fight with the means of the first spirit ring. If I use my own means, I will definitely be noticed. Only then will the real danger come."

"Once my father's enemies come to our door, we, father and son, will truly be doomed."

"Moreover, in fact, Lu Zhicai did not take advantage of that battle just now! He was also injured, but it was not exposed. Otherwise, how could he not continue to take action until he made you kneel down and admit your mistake?"

"So that's it, adoptive father, it was the child who spoke uncontrollably for a moment..."

Tang Wu also knew that he had said the wrong thing and apologized quickly.

However, his idea just now became clearer and clearer.

"Sure enough, the method is too single?"

"There is only one martial spirit..."

"···"

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Among the geniuses watching the battle, some were surprised, some sighed, and some sneered.

"You dare to challenge a Saint-Son-level figure just like this?"

"You don't overestimate your capabilities."

"No, it's not that he overestimates his 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 mighty master!"

"And Tang Wu did not say anything wrong. They are different in age."

"Lu Zhicai is already over ninety years old and has been famous for decades, but Tang Wu is only in his early 20s..."

"hiss."

Listening to their discussion, Long Aotian sneered: "Weakness is weakness!"

"If you are short, you must admit it; if you are beaten, you must stand firm."

"What does Tang Wu mean? Even Lu Zhicai is nothing more than that."

"In my eyes, he is nothing more than a local chicken and a wagyu."

"What did you say?!"

Everyone in the Haoyue Sect stood up suddenly with ugly expressions.

"Who are you that dare to speak so wildly?"

"Come out and fight!"

"Are you looking for death?"

They shouted and were extremely angry.

Although they may not all admire their Holy Son in their hearts, but the Holy Son is just a facade, insulting their own Holy Son?Where is the spanking of the Holy Son?

This is obviously a slap in the face!
"Ah."

Lu Zhicai also sneered: "Who are you to dare to speak nonsense here?"

"Send your name. I will not kill unknown people."

"Tsk, tsk." Long Aotian stood up, and boundless divine light erupted, just like a god coming to the world. He raised his head and looked at the world with arrogance: "Then you must be able to kill him."

"Then you should sign up."

Lu Zhicai also stood up, his eyes were like lightning, and he did not give in. A series of qi machines collided in the air, causing an explosion!

"Since you want to die, I will make it happen for you."

"I will not change my name or surname."

He chuckled: "The ancient moon is round and round."

"puff!"

Gu Yue Fangyuan, who was drinking and watching a show, was confused. She spit out a mouthful of old wine and said confusedly: "You are Gu Yue Fangyuan, then who am I? Long Aotian?"

boom!
When this statement came out, everyone was shocked.

"hiss!"

"It's him, Long Aotian!"

Someone exclaimed, recognizing the person: "I wonder why it looks so familiar, it turns out to be Long Aotian."

"What, Long Aotian?!"

"Is it the Long Aotian who killed the third and second divine sons of the Yu clan, and also tricked and killed several of their powerful men?"

"it's him!"

hiss! ! !
I don't know how many people secretly sucked in the cold air, showing surprise and uncertainty.

"It turned out to be him!?"

They were shocked.

"Long Aotian's name has spread far and wide, and he is recognized as a peerless genius. Many people even believe that his talent and strength are even higher than most of the saint-level geniuses!"

Someone whispered with bright eyes: "Wonderful, this genius event is really extraordinary. This is only the second battle, can we see two saint-level geniuses competing?"

No one doubts Long Aotian's strength and talent.

He built his reputation on his own.

The second and third divine sons of the Yu Clan were all killed by his hands, and he also killed several powerful men. Although there was someone helping him, presumably Gu Yue Fangyuan, the fact that the two of them could achieve this was enough to explain everything.

······
"Guyue...Fangyuan?!"

Lu Ming's head was pounding.

"Good guy, this name is as oppressive as Tang Shenwang."

He was secretly surprised.

He is too familiar with this name.

If he really is the Gu Yue Fangyuan that he imagined, then in the entire online literary world, this person will be considered unique!
It's not about how strong he is, or how great he is, but that this person is a true 'evil', a [-]% demon who does all kinds of evil and uses all possible means.

For the sake of profit and one's own pursuit, everything can be sold.

Even if the profit is enough, he will even sell himself!

This is the real 'demon'!
There are many novels written with villain protagonists, but there are very few 'villains' to his level. No, it should be said that there is no one that can be found anymore.

In comparison, Tang Shenwang seemed quite 'cute', almost like a good person.

However, they are two extremes.

Gu Yue knows who she is and that she is not a good person, and she will never label herself as a righteous person, let alone criticize others from the moral high ground.

He is just bad.

Extremely bad.

If you encounter him, just stay away. If there's going to be a conflict, just call a group of awesome people to kill him completely, lay waste to his bones, and provide one-stop service.

But Tang Shenwang was different.

This guy claims to be righteous, but he never does anything about human affairs.

The story of "eating one's own flesh and blood" and "repaying one's kindness with hatred" are vividly performed. Once you hear the words "death and death", you are not far away from death.

As the saying goes, there is Yao Lao in the Endless Fire Realm, but Wang Xiaogang is not found in the God Realm.

Tang Shenwang: "Xiao Gang? You are already at level [-], isn't that enough?"

Lu Ming thought secretly.

If you really want to compare, these two people are really on par.

A person who is extremely bad and a person who only deceives his own people is nothing.

but···

"I don't have to rush to make enemies with them, let alone fight with them. Whether it's Tang Shenwang or Gu Yue, if they are on the opposite side, then naturally they must be eliminated quickly, otherwise, I will have trouble sleeping and eating."

"Well...it's even more fucking difficult for me to sleep and eat at my own side."

"But if I serve as a third party, I can still find a way to send them into the hostile forces, or make them succumb to the hostile forces~"

"That's different."

"They are all my good brothers and dear darlings!"

Lu Ming's thoughts changed rapidly.

Although everyone was shocked, they gradually came to their senses.

Lu Zhicai's expression gradually changed.

He shouted in a low voice: "Who are you? Do you want to hide your head and show your tail?"

"Ah."

Long Aotian sneered: "Yes, this young master is Long Aotian. Since you want to kill me, come down and fight."

"Oh~"

"I almost forgot that you were seriously injured in that battle just now. In a short time, you may not dare to leave the field, right? But don't worry, I will give you a chance. You just need to heal yourself. When you recover, I will Stop teaching you how to behave."

As soon as this statement came out, everyone was shocked again.

Lu Zhicai's face turned livid and he said harshly: "He alone is worthy of inflicting injuries on this Holy Son? It's just a lot of consumption. You wait for this Holy Son to recover and see how I treat you."

"Then you should recover quickly, why bother talking nonsense?"

Long Aotian rolled his eyes at him.

Lu Zhicai's face turned pale.

Seeing this, everyone immediately whispered.

This scene is a bit surprising!
Tang Wu almost laughed out loud.

Wonderful!

Although this Long Aotian is not a good person, and this God King will definitely get rid of him, this Holy Son is extremely satisfied!

Lui Zhicai should be exposed. He was clearly seriously injured, so why were he pretending? !

"Hmph, Long Aotian, what you said is quite right."

The rain stopped and the sky cleared up, and Tang Shenwang felt that he was doing well again.

"Lu Zhicai, you are already seriously injured, why do you need 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 with sadness: "What are you pretending to do again?"

"Are you worthy?"

"You can't even beat him, you loser."

"If you don't accept it, get down and die!"

Long Aotian suddenly appeared on the broken platform and looked directly at Tang Wu.

Tang Wu was almost angry to death, but he also knew that he was by no means Long Aotian's opponent at this moment. He could only hold on and said: "I spent too much in the battle just now and was seriously injured. Who doesn't know that?"

"Could it be that you, Long Aotian, only know how to take advantage of others?"

"Ah."

Long Aotian smiled disdainfully: "Shut up if you don't dare to come down. You have no right to speak here!"

At this moment, the immeasurable divine light on Long Aotian's body was shining brightly. His stern eyes swept over many geniuses, and he said with a smile: "Since it is a grand gathering of geniuses, ordinary people should not come out to embarrass themselves."

"Under the Holy Son, please treat me honestly."

"Holy Son or Saintly Prodigy, who comes first?"

"It's just that I won't hold back."

"If you don't have real ability, don't come down and embarrass yourself."

"···"

"Who's coming?!"

boom!
The sound shook Jiuxiao.

The whole little world was shaking.

Long Aotian was full of energy, and he was full of energy in an instant. At this moment, he was like a god in the world, and none of the geniuses present, and even many saints and saints, had ever been in his eyes.

The expressions of all the geniuses were extremely ugly.

Gu Yue Fangyuan was quite helpless.

Damn it, Long Aotian actually cheated on him!
Why did you just give your name for no reason?
He didn't believe that Long Aotian had such evil tastes. He was clearly trying to pull him out and let himself share his hatred!
Long Aotian was not worried about what happened to the geniuses present, but as soon as the name came out, who would have guessed that the 'mysterious man' who attacked the Yu Clan was himself?

Moreover, if they were suppressed and defeated by Long Aotian, maybe some people would want to cause trouble for them and get back the situation from themselves, right?
so troublesome.

He was helpless.

The many saint sons and saintess figures present could not sit still.

As a genius, who doesn't have his own pride?

Under the Holy Son, relatively ordinary geniuses can tolerate it.After all, Long Aotian has long been famous, and everyone thinks that he is a saint-level existence.

Being looked down upon by a saint-level genius is not too unbearable for ordinary geniuses, but for them, who are also saints and saints, they are unwilling to suffer this humiliation.

Besides...
As peerless geniuses, they already have their own pride and self-confidence.

Who is not invincible along the way, defeating countless competitors before becoming a saint or a saint?

Why are you, Long Aotian, crazy?
"I come!"

Someone ducked and appeared opposite Long Aotian.

His face is like white jade, and he wears a white Taoist robe to show his extraordinary demeanor. His face is peaceful, but his brows are full of pride, and he does not fall behind in the face of Long Aotian.

"Who are you?"

Long Aotian glanced at him with disdain on his face: "I will not kill unknown people."

"Haha, we still don't know who will kill whom."

The visitor chuckled lightly and then handed over his hand: "Yuxu Sect, Zhang Santong."

"It's Holy Son Yuxu!"

It's just a moment, one of the 'King of Understanding' exclaimed.

"Zhang Santong, the holy son of Yuxu, is said to have 'spiritual powers' in his hands, eyes and mind, and possesses incredible power!"

"This will definitely be a battle between dragons and tigers!"

"here we go!"

Lu Ming also cheered up.

In terms of quality, Long Aotian's quality is really too high.

As a representative figure of the invincible protagonist template, do you want to defeat him in a solo fight among your peers?almost impossible!

Even cheating is very, very difficult.

This Zhang Santong must have a "plug-in" nearby.

"I wonder, how much strength can he bring out of Long Aotian?"

Lu Ming whispered.

When Jianzi heard this, he was a little surprised: "Fellow Taoist Lu Ming, are you sure Zhang Santong will be defeated?"

"I know Zhang Santong. His eye skills are amazing, and his hands also have inexplicable power. He can penetrate people's hearts and influence others' minds. It will not be easy to defeat him!"

"Well, 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 person is an invincible hero in the front, middle, back and even the late stages~
Although his disciples have many protagonist templates, none of them are invincible, nor are they early heroes. Now, even if he appears in person, goes all out, and does not hesitate to expose all means, he may not dare to claim victory.

Zhang Santong···

boom!
War broke out.

They immediately diverted their attention.

Zhang Santong is indeed very strong, or in other words, there is no weak person among saint-child-level figures!
For first-class sects and even holy places, the saint son and saint daughter are their own 'face', and it is better to have less than in vain!

Even if he does not establish a holy son, he will not make up his mind, otherwise, it will bring his own reputation into disrepute.

Therefore, any Holy Son is truly a leader among men.

The same is naturally true for Zhang Santong.

His 'Three Links' are not just a name, but also a symbol of his strength and means.

His eyes are psychic, and he has amazing pupil skills. He can shoot out bright golden light, like laser eyes, but the power is many times stronger, as if he can cut off everything.

The hands are also covered in golden light, and each strike will be sublimated to the extreme, so that the power will skyrocket.

Its heart lights up, and there is golden divine blood flowing, which can break people's minds and even enchant the soul!
Just the moment he took action, countless talented people present changed their expressions and felt huge pressure.

but···

Long Aotian was fearless.

He stood there, allowing all kinds of attacks to come, and just opened up his own bright infinite divine light.

The divine light passed by, resisting and eliminating almost all offensives, making all Zhang Santong's methods disappear like stones sinking into the ocean.

"The Overlord Fist."

When Zhang Santong frowned, he smiled calmly and then took action boldly.

boom!
Just one punch, instantly destroying all offensive attacks and hitting Zhang Santong in front of him.

"break!"

Zhang Santong's tongue bloomed with golden lotus, and there was an inexplicable Taoist rhyme flowing between the divine blood flowing.

The golden light in his eyes shot out, and he blocked the punch in the excitement.

However, what followed immediately was a huge finger falling from the sky.

"Shake the world with one finger!"

Without waiting for Zhang Santong to respond, Long Aotian pointed out the second and third fingers.

"Two fingers hold the world together!"

"Three fingers no one can see!"

Boom, boom! ! !

As if three giant meteorites had fallen, Zhang Santong's expression changed instantly, and the pressure also increased to the extreme at this moment.

"kill!!!"

"Yuxu Heart Sutra!"

He used the Shaker's magical power and exploded with the strongest power at this moment. He wanted to fight to the death with him, but he underestimated Long Aotian.

Such a terrifying offensive was so easy for Long Aotian to do without any respite, and it didn't involve any "double tricks" at all.

In just a short moment, more than ten terrifying secret techniques were unleashed, 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 was already dozens of feet shorter...
That's because it was protected by a formation. Otherwise, I'm afraid it would have been destroyed long ago.

puff.

Although Zhang Santong was at a disadvantage and was covered in blood, his expression remained as usual. He never accepted defeat like this. He spat out blood and used secret techniques to get closer!
At this moment, a large number of geniuses held their breath, expecting him to successfully counterattack.

Even if he couldn't win, he would at least have to injure Long Aotian, right? !
However, they were all disappointed.

It's not that Zhang Santong is too weak, but that Long Aotian is too strong.

After one blow, Zhang Santong was defeated. Long Aotian stood on the spot unscathed, his expression still arrogant: "You are not bad, you are better than Lu Zhicai, but that's all."

"I haven't had enough fun yet."

"Who's coming?!"

boom.

He actually wants to continue taking action without stopping? !

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, speechless for a while.

He was shocked by Long Aotian's strength, and also lamented his invincible courage.

He actually wants to invite the Holy Son to fight continuously!
"Fellow Taoist, don't you want to take a rest?"

The Saint of Langhuan Jade Cave spoke.

"The battle just now was a bit exhausting after all. If we take action now, we will inevitably lose the victory."

"Who do you think you are, that you can defeat me?"

As soon as Long Aotian opened his mouth, he immediately became angry to death.

Ye Cen, the Saint of Langhuan Jade Cave: "..."

"it is good."

"Since my fellow Taoist has such courage, then I cannot let my momentum weaken."

"Please!"

Ye Cen exited.

In an instant, the war broke out.

Ye Cen is very strong. From a sensory perspective, he is even better than Zhang Santong.

She fought with Long Aotian for dozens of rounds, but in the end she was defeated and had no choice but to retreat with blood on her mouth.

"Who else?!"

"It's not as good as..."

boom!
Long Aotian's situation erupted.

Having won two games in a row, he became even more furious: "Other saints and saints, please join us!"

"Insanity!"

Wen Ruyu, the saint of Haoyue Sect, was furious and fought fiercely with him.

One-on-one, even if you lose, it is understandable. After all, the other party is also recognized as a saint-child-level figure, but if it is a siege...
Victory means victory without force.

defeat?
What's the result?

only···
The outcome cannot be changed.

Wen Ruyu only managed more than ten moves before she was seriously injured and had no choice but to retreat.

Long Aotian is even crazier.

But he has crazy strength!

Other saints and saints died one after another, but none of them were his enemies.

He actually defeated ten saint-level geniuses by himself in a wheel battle, one against ten!

With his unparalleled tyrannical strength, he powerfully suppressed almost everyone present, making everyone's scalp numb. For a moment, they didn't know what to say.

Even the seventh princess, Qianyuan Wenqing, also had beautiful eyes twinkling, but she frowned from time to time, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

"That's it?"

Another holy son was defeated and retired.

Long Aotian suddenly lost interest and sighed: "Is this the famous Saint Son and Saint Girl? That's all."

"Even, I can't make this young master happy."

"It's really disappointing."

"···"

At this moment, all the saints, saints, and geniuses from all sects gritted their teeth.

But at this moment, he couldn't refute.

Long Aotian's strength and performance were too abnormal.

He is really qualified to say this!
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Wang Teng stared at Long Aotian in the field, his soul trembling, and then he looked at the failed saints and saints...

"All defeated?"

"Looking at it this way, it seems that the ancient inheritance is not that bad?"

He muttered under his breath.

It's a pity that these saint sons are not destined to accept the ancient inheritance, alas.

At this moment, Jianzi stood up and sighed: "Fellow Taoist Long Aotian has extraordinary talent and amazing strength."

"I have just become a swordsman for a few years. I am at a low level. I know I am invincible, but I also want to fight with my fellow Taoist. I wonder if you can fight with me at the same level as this swordsman?"

Originally he had no intention of taking action.

But now, it is necessary to take action.

All the saints and saints present were defeated.

There are still two people who have never fought against Long Aotian.

One is Lui Zhicai, but he has reasons not to take action, but what about himself?

You can't even lack the courage to take action, right? That will definitely endanger the reputation of the Spirit Sword Sect. This is definitely not the case.

Therefore, he had to take action.

"...Are you sure?"

Xiao Linger asked softly.

Jianzi was helpless and whispered: "I don't think it's possible."

Xiao Ling'er: "..."

Right.

If it were her, she wouldn't be sure.

This Long Aotian is too strong.

He was so strong that he didn't look like a mortal at all, but rather like an immortal from heaven.

"But it won't work if I don't go up."

Jianzi spread his hands: "After all, your identity and status are here. Even if you lose, you can't be timid."

"But fortunately I'm used to it."

"After all, I have been defeated so many times..."

"Failure, defeat, it's not so hard to accept."

As soon as these words came out, Xiao Linger shut up immediately.

Um···

This is true, and there is some truth in it.

But the person who defeated him before was himself!
It's better to be silent.

Only Wang Teng was shocked.

"Sure enough, he is the most suitable."

"As a person of the Holy Son level, a holy body! How can you accept defeat so calmly, and you are so used to saying defeat?"

"The Luangu inheritance is simply 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 inheritance to him... Although as a swordsman, there is a high probability that he will not be able to do that, but what if it happens?!"

This goal is really perfect.

Gotta try it, right?
······
"Oh?"

"To this day, you still dare to appear on the stage, which is commendable for your courage."

Long Aotian immediately suppressed his own realm, which was the same as Jianzi's, and then said: "Come!"

"excuse me!"

Jian Zi draws his sword.

Knowing that the opponent is strong, he naturally dare not hold back.

Once he takes action, he reveals many of Lingjian Sect's unique skills.

It's a pity that there are only a few dozen chances, and then he puts away his sword and admits defeat.

"You are not weak."

Long Aotian did not mock Jianzi, but praised him: "Among the saint-level geniuses who just took action, you should be among the top three."

"Much better than some of these trashes."

"Unfortunately, it's still too weak."

"Practice quickly. If I give you some time, I might be able to enjoy myself."

Who the hell are you scolding? !
Lu Zhicai and others cursed in their hearts.

But at this moment, no one could speak.

If you open your mouth, wouldn't you admit that you are a 'waste'?
This is like throwing a stone into a pack of dogs. The one who barks the loudest is the one who gets hit. Need I say more?
"Damn it!"

Hatred grew in their hearts, and they wished they could blow it up instantly.

pity···
Insufficient strength.

Jianzi clasped his fists and stepped back.

He looked normal and didn't find it difficult to accept.

He didn't feel dazzled by the crowd's gaze.

Hey, what a big deal!

Damn it, ever since I became a swordsman, I have never won against anyone outside my sect.

It's just another defeat. Am I afraid of running around?

"Talent!!!"

Wang Teng watched Jianzi's performance and praised the talent in his heart.

Is there anyone more suitable than him to accept the inheritance from ancient times?

Can't find it anymore? !
Hiss, think of a way! ! !

······
In the field, Long Aotian stood calmly: "Have all the Holy Sons present taken action?"

"But who else wants to take action?"

The crowd was silent.

Lu Ming had no intention of showing off, mainly because he didn't want to expose all his methods, so he watched quietly.

Long Aotian looked at Lu Zhicai, Tang Wu and others again: "Have you recovered?"

Neither answered.

When everyone looked at them, they realized that both of them looked very worried and struggling to recover.

As for whether it is really recovering, no one knows.

"Ah."

"Tianjiao."

Long Aotian chuckled and looked at the seventh princess Qianyuan Wenqing: "How is it?"

"Brother Long's talent and strength are really breathtaking! Sure enough, I was right. The people here today do have such a truly unique talent."

"This person is Brother Long!"

"I wonder what Brother Long wants..."

"stop!"

However, Long Aotian raised his hand at this moment, interrupted the seventh princess's words, and said calmly: "The reason why I take action is not to be your consort."

"You're not worthy."

"The Qianyuan Immortal Dynasty is not worthy either!"

"I think your talent is pretty good. You seem to have a rare pure Yin physique. If you practice dual cultivation with me, you can help me reach a higher level. You can also get a lot of benefits from it, and your cultivation level will skyrocket."

"so."

"You are quite qualified to be my concubine."

"If you are willing, from now on, you will stay with me, cultivate every day, take care of me, and listen to my orders. In the future, I may consider helping you to ascend the throne."

boom.

As soon as this remark came out, everyone was dumbfounded.

So crazy! ! !
Just now you were so arrogant to challenge many saints. Now, you are even more arrogant. You want the Seventh Princess of the Qianyuan Immortal Dynasty to be your concubine? !
Do you still practice double cultivation every day, take care of you, and wait for your orders? ? ?

It's over, are you just thinking about helping her ascend to the throne in the future?

What the hell!

Even Lu Ming couldn't help but say "f*ck" in his heart at this moment.

This is crazy.

It’s so crazy!
but on second thought...

As expected of you, Long Aotian.

Under its halo of intelligence and passive pretentiousness, isn’t this a matter of course and reasonable?

"This is Long Aotian."

The guy murmured in his heart: "Anyone else would never survive three days, no, three chapters."

······
Everyone's faces changed.

Everyone looked at Long Aotian with a strange look, and you could hear a pin drop.

The seventh princess' face froze.

Behind her, the five geniuses who had never spoken a word looked ugly and stood up suddenly: "Bold!"

"Oh, I have always been very courageous."

Long Aotian smiled disdainfully: "Who are you?"

"Let me guess, is this the 'True Unparalleled Genius' selected by the Seventh Princess in other places in a similar way to today?"

"In the end, let all the so-called truly peerless talents selected have a competition. The winner is the so-called prince consort?"

Lu Ming clicked his tongue.

"Long Aotian is not stupid, he actually guessed it?"

He also felt that was the case.

In short, this seventh princess has big plans!
She selected many so-called 'True Peerless Geniuses' from various places, and then let these truly peerless Geniuses compete to determine the 'True and True Peerless Geniuses'.

Um···

The peerless genius among the peerless geniuses.

That's probably what it means.

In this way, you can naturally select an excellent target.

but···

Is Long Aotian willing to accept this humiliation?
Naturally, he counterattacked strongly, violently suppressing everyone, and even publicly expressed his intention to accept the seventh princess as a concubine.

In the shocked eyes of everyone, Long Aotian smiled disdainfully.

"You guys, they're just chickens and dogs."

"Not only that, in my eyes, the existence you are trying to fight for at all costs is just... dispensable."

"If you don't accept it, you can take action together."

"In other words, Qianyuan Wenqing, how are you doing?"

"Are you willing to be my concubine, or should you choose a less useless person among these trashes and choose him as your consort?"

In just an instant, the fig leaf was torn apart by Long Aotian.

The expressions of the five geniuses were extremely ugly.

The seventh princess smiled calmly: "If you can defeat the five of them together, why not agree to it?"

"it is good."

Long Aotian smiled: "Later, remember to come to bed."

"Look at me suppressing them like butchering dogs!"

(End of this chapter)