Chapter 455: Kneeling

Everyone followed Ning Yihai's gaze and was shocked to see two people coming.

The young man was dressed in white, graceful and elegant, but there was a look of contempt between his eyebrows. The old man was dressed in a gray robe and followed behind the young man, with an obscure and powerful aura.

"Uncle Xu, is this the Tianfu of Canglan Academy?"

"Yes, Saint Son."

"The buildings here are not inferior to our Tianwu Sect. How can a small academy like them have such a boldness and such a handicraft?" Liu Tianhao couldn't help but marvel.

Xu Baichang smiled and said, "It is said that this Canglan Academy was built by a peerless master who has a very close relationship with our Tianwu Sect. Because of the long time, no one has recorded the original origin of this inner courtyard, so there is no way to find out who that person is."

"So that's it. Since he is related to our Tianwu Sect, it is not surprising that he can do such a thing."

Liu Tianhao laughed and walked to the center of the crowd of Xuanyuan Sect, Xuantian Sect and Blood Moon Sword Sect. When the people from the three sects saw Liu Tianhao, they all looked surprised.

It's not that they haven't seen geniuses or beautiful boys.

But the temperament of this boy is too strange. He is born aloof, just like a monarch. Anyone in front of him seems to be lowered.

The old man behind him was also frightening. Yang Ziyun and Shi Wencai felt a shudder of fear. "Such a master has come. Who are these old man and young man?"

Ning Yihai, who had a hot temper, did not dare to act recklessly at this time. He stared at the old man and young man and obediently made way.

For a moment, the surroundings were as quiet as a graveyard, and no sound could be heard.

Zhou Buzheng stared at Liu Tianhao intently. An unconscious strong hostility surged in his heart, causing him to instinctively step back and prepare for defense. However, young masters such as Cui Feixing and Le Xi did not react at the first time. They just felt an overwhelming pressure rolling in, almost suffocating them.

Liu Tianhao, who was walking through the crowd, suddenly stopped.

"Son of the Holy Son, what's wrong?" Xu Baichang said with a smile.

As soon as the word "Son of the Holy Son" came out, the people of the three sects immediately fell into a state of panic, and Zhou Buzheng was also shocked.

They would understand the meaning of the Son of the Holy Son. Only the core disciples of the super giants can be called the Holy Son. Apart from them, anyone who dares to call himself the Holy Son is a blasphemy and an offense. If caught, he will be beheaded.

"They are from the Tianwu Sect!" Everyone was shocked. No matter how arrogant they were, they dared not be arrogant now.

Even Dai Changsheng huddled aside, not daring to say a word, not even daring to breathe.

"Uncle Xu, I found something interesting." Liu Tianhao turned around slowly and then took a step slowly.

Click, click, click.

The footsteps seemed to be stepping on everyone's heart, depressing and heavy, almost driving people crazy, making people want to roar to vent this depression.

Finally, the footsteps stopped, and Liu Tianhao walked in front of Zhou Buzheng.

He stared at Zhou Buzheng, who had already opened his eyes and the smile on his face had long disappeared, revealing a humble look, "What does the Holy Son want to see me for?"

Liu Tianhao smiled and said, "How do you know I'm looking for you?"

Zhou Buzheng was speechless for a moment.

Liu Tianhao laughed and said, "Yes, I am indeed looking for you. You are very interesting. You can actually feel that I am in danger, and your body responded immediately. You are a talent."

"Saint Son, thank you." Zhou Buzheng said with a smile.

"Are you interested in fighting with me?" Liu Tianhao said with a smile.

Zhou Buzheng shook his head, "My martial arts are shallow, and I am not qualified to fight with the Saint Son."

"What if I say you are qualified?" Liu Tianhao stopped laughing.

Zhou Buzheng also stopped shaking his head, "Then I have to sacrifice my life to fight with the Saint Son."

Although Zhou Buzheng nodded and bowed, he was forced by the situation. He believed that anyone who came to his position and met Liu Tianhao would be the same as him, or even more humble than him, so it was not shameful.

After all, he was facing the Saint Son of the Tianwu Sect, the largest sect in the Nebula Continent, not to mention that there was an extremely terrifying old man behind him.

"Okay, straightforward. It's inevitable that you will lose to me. How many tricks can I use depends on your ability." Liu Tianhao said with a tone of victory.

Zhou Buzheng was eager to try. He was also a top genius and wanted to compete with the top geniuses on the continent.

"It's probably impossible for me to beat him. It would be best if we can draw. Even if I lose, I must not be too embarrassed." Zhou Buzheng already had a plan in mind.

"Go ahead." Liu Tianhao hooked his finger at Zhou Buzheng.

"Sorry, Holy Son."

Zhou Buzheng summoned the domain master without saying a word, and the five-color handprint suddenly appeared and fell on Liu Tianhao's head.

Liu Tianhao stood with his hands behind his back, looking up at the falling five-color handprint, his face was indifferent. He slowly stretched out a finger, a red-gold light flashed at the tip of his finger, and then the five-color handprint was fixed in the air, unable to move forward.

"My domain master was blocked so easily!" Zhou Buzheng's face changed, and his body immediately flew in front of Liu Tianhao.

"Tianluo Hand!"

Zhou Buzheng's palm instantly transformed into a hundred palms and hit Liu Tianhao. Liu Tianhao still stretched out a finger and danced it in the air, taking all the hundreds of palms.

"Nine Dust Sword Technique!" Zhou Buzheng actually used the sword technique. The sword light of the ninth-level Xuan Sword was blazing. One sword turned into nine swords, and the nine swords merged into one sword. The sword light was emitting and stabbing at Liu Tianhao.

Liu Tianhao's face was still calm. He still stretched out a finger, and the tip of his finger pressed against the tip of the sword. Incredibly violent sparks collided out.

Zhou Buzheng frowned, and his left hand, which was not holding the sword, pressed suddenly. The five-colored big hand in the air immediately gathered into a golden big handprint. The whole sky seemed to tremble. The golden big hand exuded a strong pressure and pressed down on Liu Tianhao.

Boom!

Caught off guard, the red-gold light on Liu Tianhao's fingertips collapsed. At the same time, Zhou Buzheng's sword tip also pierced Liu Tianhao's fingertips, scratched from the side, and left a blood mark. Although it was subtle, it was a real injury.

Xu Baichang was surprised, "I didn't expect that this small Canglan Academy would have someone who could hurt the Holy Son. With the Holy Son's personality, this person is probably in trouble."

Sure enough, the indifferent look on Liu Tianhao's face disappeared. He wiped the blood on his fingertips with his thumb, and his face suddenly became gloomy. He stared at Zhou Buzheng and said angrily: "You are so brave, you dare to hurt me!"

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