Xiao Wenlong may not be afraid, but his brother is Xiao Yifei, the contemporary son of the Jiuli Divine Sect, the number one person on the Hidden Sect's genius list, the future head of the Jiuli Divine Sect, and the ox-holder of the entire Kunxu Waiyin Sect.

Due to Xiao Wenlong's tyranny, some people began to leave one after another because this master could not afford to offend him, and whoever would be unlucky would be unlucky.

"It's just the younger brother of the Son of God, not the Son of God himself. Even if Xiao Yifei comes, he dare not insult the monks of the Southern Region like this. He is too arrogant. Do you really think you are dominating the world?" Suddenly, a monk in blue slapped his desk, holding a long sword in his hand, and raised his eyebrows, glaring at Xiao Wenlong.

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

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

"What's wrong with insulting you?" Xiao Wenlong sneered: "Except for one named Luo Feng in the Southern Region, the rest of the Southern Region are all garbage in my opinion. Unfortunately, the only one who can watch died a few years ago, otherwise I would kill him personally."

Luo Feng is naturally Luo Feng from Qingshan Gate.

After all, the Hidden Sect does not have the efficiency of information transmission in the secular world. The changes in the Southern Region have not yet spread in the Central Region, and at least the people on this ship seem to know it.

"It's just a matter of using your brother's prestige, why are you pretending to be a big-tail wolf? We respect your brother, but it doesn't mean we will respect you." The monk in blue drew his sword with a clang, his aura burst out, his long hair danced, and he said in anger: "Xiao Wenlong, let me see what qualifications you have to look down on me, the monk in the Southern Region."

"I understand. He is the chief disciple of the Chilian Sect of the Southern Region. Zhou Mingyuan has been on the list of young masters and is one of the best in the younger generation of the Southern Region." Suddenly someone exclaimed, recognizing the blue-clothed monk.

"Like an ant, I dare to yell in front of me!" Xiao Wenlong sneered, his eyes full of disdain, and the halberd in his hand shook slightly, and a tragic aura suddenly burst out, making people creepy.

laugh!

Xiao Wenlong took action, holding a halberd in one hand, slashing down immediately, bringing out a brilliant killing light.

It was as if a mountain was pressing down, rumbling and the void trembled.

At the same time, a terrifying aura erupted from his body, like an ancient wild beast awakening, and his body was shrouded in a mass of divine light. The boundless murderous intent surging out like stormy waves.

Suddenly, everyone in the audience was shocked and felt a suffocation, so depressed that they couldn't breathe.

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

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

Xiao Wenlong was young and actually had already cultivated the divine realm, which was unexpected to the audience.

"Young Master Xiao, please forgive me if you want to forgive me." Someone persuaded Xiao Wenlong.

But Xiao Wenlong ignored it and slashed it down with a big halberd.

when!

Zhou Mingyuan gritted his teeth and waved his sword to greet him, but he felt that the sword seemed to have hit the mountain, which was extremely heavy. With a click, the long sword broke into several pieces.

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

However, Xiao Wenlong did not cut him straight in the end, but deliberately tilted an angle, only cutting off one of his arms.

"this……"

Everyone in the audience was frightened.

Xiao Wenlong defeated one of the best in the Southern Region with just one blow, shocking everyone.

"If it weren't for the beads of rice grains, how could they shine brightly? If it weren't for my gentleman's kind heart, it wouldn't be your arm, but your head. Pick up your broken arm and get out."

"And all of you, get out of here, whatever you see. My young master wants to have a try with Miss Lan Meng."

The servant pretended to be a tiger's power and scolded loudly.

No one dared to refute this time, and they bit their teeth one by one but could only swallow it and leave in shame.

The girl named Lan Meng's beautiful eyes were shining, like a flower slutty, and seemed to admire Xiao Wenlong's methods very much. She gently closed her black hair, revealing her snow-white neck and crystal earlobes. She instantly had a charming and charming look.

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

"That's not." Lan Mengjiao smiled.

"Why don't you leave? Are you impatient to live?" Suddenly, the servant's scream came.

"This Taoist brother, hurry up and leave!"

A monk in white shouted to Ye Tian kindly.

Ye Tian only smiled and appreciated the kindness of the monk in white, but he couldn't sit upright.

He sat at a table by the window, and the viewing effect was excellent. You could see the floating mountains in the thick fog when you looked up.

He was considering whether to fly up and take a look.

"Do you think my words are like the wind in your ears? Believe it or not, I will throw you into the Chishui River to feed the fish?" The servant was furious.

He was sixteen or seventeen years old, and he was both a servant and a monk. He had excellent roots and bones and had the cultivation level of the quasi-transformation realm. If he was in the secular world, he could be called a martial arts genius.

"It's just a slave. It's not your turn to talk here. Get as far as I can." Ye Tian took a sip of tea and said lightly, looking out the window, but he didn't even look at the servant.

"Is this guy crazy?"

Those who left stopped and looked back, showing an incredible look on their faces.

"Are you forcing me to kill you? Believe it or not, I can kill you by my young master?"

The servant was furious and slapped Ye Tian with a slap, facing the Tianling Cap.

He claimed to be a monk, and Ye Tian said he was a slave, and his great insult made him intolerable.

A series of divine lights flowed out in his palm, and his whole palm seemed to have turned into metal. When the palm came out, the air in his palm was compressed suddenly, and even the sound of wind and thunder sounded.

"The powerful Vajra Hand, the basic foundation-building technique of Jiuli Outer Sect, I didn't expect that a servant would be able to master it." Someone said in shock.

Although it is a foundation-building skill, if you practice to the extreme, you will have amazing power.

The servant's palm could easily smash a huge rock.

Bang!

Suddenly, a crisp sound came, and the servant seemed to be hit by something, and instantly flew out, half of his face was bloody and bloody, and even a eyeball was thrown out.

Boom!

The palace walls were knocked down a large hole, even if they were engraved with protective array patterns.

In the end, the servant fell at the feet of a group of monks from the Southern Region that he had just driven away and fainted.

"What's going on?"

"It was the boy who slapped the person away with a slap. I saw it."

"What? A slap? How big is this?"

...

Suddenly, the audience was in an uproar.

Ye Tian took action too fast, like a ghost, and many people didn't see how he took action.

After slapping the servant away, Ye Tian rose up and made a decision to go to the old place of the Sun and Moon Sword Palace.

"I want to leave after hitting someone. Is there such a good thing in the world?"
Chapter completed!