Chapter 1430: Knocked Away with One Palm

Xiao Wenlong may not be something to be afraid of, but his brother is Xiao Yifei, the contemporary divine son of the Jiuli God Sect, the number one person on the list of geniuses of the Hidden Sect, the future leader of the Jiuli God Sect, and the leader of the Hidden Sect outside Kunxu.

Due to Xiao Wenlong's power, some people began to leave one after another, because he couldn't afford to offend him, and whoever offended him would be in trouble.

"He is just the younger brother of the Son of God, not the Son of God himself. Even if Xiao Yifei came, he would not dare to humiliate us and other Southern Region monks like this. You are too presumptuous. Do you really think you dominate the world?" Suddenly, a monk in blue slapped the case. He stood up, holding a long sword, his cold eyebrows raised, and he glared away at Xiao Wenlong.

"Brother Mingyuan, don't be reckless." Someone advised him.

"If you still think you are a monk from the Southern Territory, don't stop me." The monk in blue was furious and did not listen to the advice at all.

"What's wrong with humiliating you?" Xiao Wenlong sneered: "Except for the one named Luo Feng who can watch this generation in Southern Territory, the others are all rubbish in my opinion. It's a pity that the only one who can watch is still a few years ago. He died years ago, otherwise I would kill him myself."

Luo Feng is naturally Luo Feng from Qingshan Gate.

After all, the Hidden Sect is not as efficient as the information transmission in the secular world. The events in the Southern Territory have not yet spread in the Central Territory, and at least the people on this ship do not seem to know about it.

"It's just taking advantage of your brother's prestige. Why are you pretending to be a big-tailed wolf? Just because we respect your brother doesn't mean we will respect you." The monk in blue drew his sword with a clang, and his aura erupted, his long hair dancing wildly, and anger Taotian said: "Xiao Wenlong, let me see what qualifications you have to look down on my Southern Region monk."

"I know, he is the chief disciple of the Red Lian Sect in the Southern Territory. Zhou Mingyuan has been on the Young Grandmaster List and is one of the leaders of the younger generation in the Southern Territory." Someone suddenly exclaimed, recognizing this person Blue Friar.

"How dare you scream in front of me like an ant!" Xiao Wenlong sneered, his eyes full of disdain, and with a slight shake of the big halberd in his hand, a tragic aura suddenly spread out, making people's hair stand on end.

laugh!

Xiao Wenlong took action, holding a halberd in one hand and slashing down with a brilliant killing light.

It was as if a huge mountain was pressing down, with a rumble and a tremor in the void.

At the same time, a terrifying energy burst out from his body, like an ancient beast awakening, his whole body shrouded in a ball of divine light, and boundless murderous intent surged out like a stormy sea.

For a moment, everyone in the room was shocked and felt a sense of suffocation, so suppressed that they could hardly breathe.

"No, Brother Mingyuan, he is in the divine realm!" A monk from the Southern Region reminded loudly.

Zhou Mingyuan's pupils shrank suddenly and his face turned pale. A terrible pressure was like a mountain and a tsunami, suppressing his fighting spirit.

Xiao Wenlong, at such a young age, actually cultivated the divine realm, which was beyond the expectations of everyone present.

"Young Master Xiao, please forgive others if you have to." Someone advised Xiao Wenlong.

But Xiao Wenlong ignored him and struck down with a big halberd.

when!

Zhou Mingyuan bravely swung his sword to meet him, but he felt as if the sword had hit the mountain. It was extremely heavy, and with a click, the sword broke into several pieces.

In an instant, Zhou Mingyuan fell into a desperate situation of death.

However, Xiao Wenlong did not chop him up in the end. He deliberately tilted the attack at an angle and only cut off one of his arms.

"this……"

Everyone in the audience was terrified.

Xiao Wenlong defeated one of the leaders of this generation in the Southern Territory with just one blow, shocking everyone.

"A mere pearl of rice dares to shine brightly? If my young master hadn't been so kind-hearted, it wouldn't have been your arm that was cut off, but your head. Pick up your broken arm and get out of here."

"And all of you, whatever you are looking at, get out of here. My young master is going to have a tryst with Miss Lan Meng here."

The little boy pretended to be a tiger and scolded him loudly.

This time no one dared to refute. They all gritted their teeth but could only swallow it in their stomachs and left in despair.

The girl named Lan Meng's beautiful eyes were shining like a nympho, and she seemed to appreciate Xiao Wenlong's methods.

She gently pulled back her black hair, revealing her snow-white neck and crystal earlobes. She was instantly charming and charming.

"Miss Lan, I'm sorry, didn't I scare you?" Xiao Wenlong asked, his eyes full of love.

"That's not true." Lan Meng smiled tenderly.

"Why don't you leave? Are you tired of living?" Suddenly, the servant's cry came.

"This Taoist brother, please leave quickly!"

A monk in white shouted kindly to Ye Tian.

Ye Tian only smiled and appreciated the kindness of the monk in white, but he sat still.

He sat at a table by the window and had an excellent view. When he looked up, he could see the floating mountains in the thick fog.

He was thinking about whether to fly up and have a look.

"Do you take my words as a deaf ear? Do you believe that I will throw you into the Chishui River to feed the fish?" The boy was furious.

He is sixteen or seventeen years old. He is both a boy and a monk. He has excellent bones and has the cultivation level of Quasi-Transformation Realm. If he were in the secular world, he would be called a genius in martial arts.

"I'm just a slave. It's not your turn to speak here. Get as far as you can." Ye Tian took a sip of tea and said lightly, looking out the window without even looking at the servant.

"Is this guy crazy?"

Those who left stopped and looked back, with incredible expressions on their faces.

"Are you forcing me to kill you? Believe it or not, I can kill you without my son taking action?"

The boy was furious and really slapped Ye Tian, ​​pointing at Tian Ling Gai's position.

He claimed to be a monk, but Ye Tian called him a slave. It was such an insult that he couldn't bear it.

A stream of divine light flowed out of his palm, and the entire palm seemed to have turned into metal. When the palm came out, the air in the palm was compressed rapidly, and there was even a sound of wind and thunder.

"Strong Vajrapani is the foundation-building technique of Jiuli's outer sect. It's unbelievable that a young boy can practice it so well." Someone said in shock.

Although it is a basic foundation-building skill, if practiced to the extreme, it can also have amazing power.

The young man's palm can easily smash a huge boulder into pieces.

Snapped!

Suddenly, there was a crisp sound, and the boy seemed to have been hit by something, and he flew out instantly. Half of his face was bloody and bloody, and one of his eyeballs even popped out.

Boom!

A large hole was knocked down in the palace wall, even though there were protective formations engraved on it.

In the end, the young man fell at the feet of a group of Southern Region monks that he had just driven away and passed out.

"what happened?"

"It was the boy who made the move and slapped the person away. I saw it."

"What? A slap? How big a slap is that?"

…

Suddenly, the whole place was in an uproar.

Ye Tian's attack speed was too fast, like a ghost, and many people did not see how he took action.

After sending the boy away with a slap, Ye Tianchang stood up and made a decision to visit the old place of Sun Moon Sword Palace.

"I beat someone and want to leave. Is there such a good thing in the world?"

At this moment, a terrifying voice came, and a tragic murderous aura swept out.