At the beginning, I angrily scolded the Son, I really want to die

"Son of Aotian, you are too rude. I came to care about you, but you actually scolded me?" Zeng Yingjun said displeased.

"My son doesn't need your concern. Look at your aggressive appearance. When you stand in the yard, the dog will be startled. I don't think you want to care about me at all, you want to harm me!" Long roared excitedly.

Snapped!
Zeng Shuai closed the folding fan in his hand, and his eyes suddenly turned cold: "I hate people talking about my looks the most!"

In fact, he used to look normal, even really handsome, but one time he took a poison by mistake, and then he turned into this ghost.

But he is still extremely confident in his appearance, and he doesn't allow others to say no. Anyone who makes an issue of his appearance will be killed by him!
"How do you square your head? You want to kill me, you can try it yourself!"

Sensing the murderous look in Zeng Yingjun's eyes, Long Ao sneered.

"You think I dare not?"

Zeng Yingjun was full of murderous looks, and a huge and majestic phantom loomed behind him, majestic and majestic.

This is Tianwu Pavilion's Zhenzong Kungfu—Shenwufa Xianggong!

That phantom is the Dharma image of Shenwu Faxiang Gong, which contains shocking power.

"Come on then!"

Long Ao didn't show any weakness either, a raging flame suddenly gushed out of his body, roaring like a dragon, violent and ferocious.

This is the Crimson Dragon Sect's Suppressing Cultivation Technique - Fury Dragon Extreme Fire Kungfu!
"Two, calm down."

Just when the two were about to fight, Jiang Haoyang hurried over.

Seeing Jiang Haoyang, Long Ao's eyelids trembled, Zeng Yingjun frowned: "Who are you?"

"I'm going down to Jiang Haoyang."

"You are the Immortal Son!"

Zeng Yingjun showed surprise, looked at this holy son who was more famous than him, and said with great interest: "I heard that you claim that no one can be killed, I wonder if it is true or not?"

"Whether it's true or not, the Holy Son of Picking Flowers will know once you try it." Jiang Haoyang smiled and said: "I can stand here and kill you, and I will never fight back, but the premise is that every time you kill me, you have to give me one hundred thousand spirit stones, It’s just an experience fee.”

"Sacred Son of Picking Flowers, don't worry, whether you kill me or not, Shenyang Sect will not trouble you."

One hundred thousand spirit stones!

The corner of Long Ao's mouth twitched, he was very skeptical about the words 'one hundred thousand spirit stones' now!
"This hairy man is about to cheat people again," Long Ao thought to himself.

But he will never remind Zeng Yingjun!
How can I just be tricked by myself?
We must pull another one into the water and experience the feeling of being poor together!

"The Immortal Son is very confident. Well, let me test your authenticity!"

Zeng Yingjun narrowed his eyes to the size of a needle's eye, and immediately his body shook, and the martial artist behind him punched him down!
boom!
The power of this punch was extremely powerful, and the surrounding ground was directly cracked, showing cracks like spider webs, and a hole more than ten meters deep appeared in the center where the fist fell.

And Jiang Haoyang was also wiped out by this punch.

"No way? Is this gone?" Zeng Yingjun looked astonished.

Long Ao smiled coldly: "It is true that it is gone, but it is your money that is gone!"

The next moment, a stream of light flashed across the field, and Jiang Haoyang, who had turned into ashes, instantly reorganized his body and reappeared.

"Fuck!"

Zeng Shuai was so shocked that he almost bit off his tongue.

Is this Nima really alive?

He couldn't believe it, but Jiang Haoyang in front of him was indeed a living person.

"One hundred thousand spirit stones, thank you." Jiang Haoyang stretched out his hand and smiled brightly.

Zeng Shuai took out a storage ring and handed it over, took a deep breath: "Immortal Son, can I try again?"

Jiang Haoyang was overjoyed, took the storage ring and nodded hurriedly: "Welcome, welcome, warmly welcome, as long as you have money, you can try as many times as you want!"

This is a ready-made bully, and he has to be slaughtered to death.

A quarter of an hour later.

Zeng Yingjun gasped heavily, sat on the ground weakly, sweating profusely, as if his body had been hollowed out, he looked at No. 13 resurrected Jiang Haoyang with a look of despair.

How can this guy not die?

The 130 million I worked so hard to save is gone in the blink of an eye
Long Ao smiled gloatingly at the side: "Fang's head is stupid, he owes 30 more than me."

"You already knew, didn't you? Why didn't you remind me?" Zeng Yingjun glared at him fiercely.

"I'm not your father, why should I remind you? And you're so aggressive, if you want to recognize me as your father, I won't agree!"

"I am Gannie."

The two quarreled again.

Jiang Haoyang ignored the two of them, he was very happy now.

Because his talent index has risen to 36!

You must know that when his talent index is 12, his cultivation talent explodes. Breaking through the realm is as easy as running. he!

Now that his talent index has reached 36, he doesn't know how bad he can be!

Anyway, it is absolutely no problem to hang Aotian Shengzi and Caihua Shengzi up to fight.

"Flower Feiye, the holy maiden of the Orchid Valley, came to visit and watch the ceremony."

A female voice that was as crisp as a cuckoo's cry came, and immediately a beautiful figure walked into the Shenyang Sect with lotus steps.

Huafei Yesheng is extremely beautiful, with willow-leaf curved eyebrows, bright eyes, high nose bridge and three-dimensional, sandalwood mouth like cherry blossoms, pink and flawless, facial features seem to have no blemishes, as if a beauty drawn by nature.

Looking at the fairy-like Hua Feiye in the painting, everyone's eyes straightened.

The Son of Flower Picking also took the initiative to stop the quarrel with Long Ao, straightened his clothes and appearance, and walked over slowly, shaking his ivory folding fan, with a self-proclaimed gentle smile on the corner of his mouth: "I am Zeng Yingjun, the Son of Flower Picking, I will meet you today The Holy Maiden of Hundred Flowers is really a fairy descending to earth, which makes me fascinated and dazzled."

However, before he finished speaking, Hua Feiye ran away like a ghost, then bent down and retched for a while.

Zeng Yingjun: "."

After retching for a while, Hua Feiye stood up straight, and apologized to Zeng Yingjun: "I'm sorry, Son of Flowers, I just felt nauseous just now, it's definitely not because of your problem."

Zeng Shuai smiled stiffly: "No, it's okay."

"Hi, Maiden of Hundred Flowers, I'm going to Jiang Haoyang." Jiang Haoyang came over to say hello.

"You are the Immortal Son?" Hua Feiye asked in surprise.

Jiang Haoyang nodded with a smile: "I am right here, the Saintess of Hundred Flowers may have doubts about whether I am really immortal, but it doesn't matter, you can give it a try and kill me as much as you want, but every time you kill me, you have to give me ten The trial fee for the Wanling Stone."

"No need to try, I believe!" Hua Feiye nodded.

"Hmm?" Jiang Haoyang froze for a moment.

Why doesn't this girl play her cards according to the routine?
The other two don't believe it, why do you believe it?
Could it be that a person with good looks also has a high IQ?
He shouldn't be doing that.
"Son of Immortality, in fact, I came here very early, but I just didn't come in outside the door. At first I didn't believe that you would not die, but after I saw the other two Holy Sons lost a lot of spirit stones, I Believe it completely."

Hua Feiye blinked and smiled slightly.

Jiang Haoyang was speechless. This girl is indeed much smarter than the other two saints, and she has not been tricked by herself.

Alas, a lot less money and talent index.
"The three of you should take your seats first. The commemorative ceremony is about to officially begin. I wonder when your elders will be there?" Jiang Haoyang said.

The commemoration ceremony for the millennium of the establishment of the sect is very grand. The Orchid Valley, Tianwu Pavilion, and Red Dragon Sect will never send only three juniors to watch the ceremony.

boom!
As soon as his words fell, the sky and the earth trembled violently, followed by a dragon chant resounding for thousands of miles, and a fire dragon was seen crossing the void, and above the dragon's head, there was a figure standing with his hands behind his back, his robes fluttering and his long hair flying , There is a strong strength and conceit between the brows.

Sovereign of the Red Dragon Sect!
The dragon breaks through the sky!
One of the few experts at the True Profound Realm within a radius of three thousand miles!