The Patriarch of the Nine Dragons

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"Buddy brat, today your uncle Zeng will let you know the end of ignorance of current affairs!"

Because of the greed in his heart, Zeng Lianhu did not sense the horror of the young man in front of him. He only knew that this was Wuhuang Village and his home court.

boom!

Zeng Lianhu in the middle stage of the spiritual vein realm can already refine the vein spirit for his own use, so the method he uses at the first moment is his own vein spirit.

The vein spirit sacrificed by Zeng Lianhu was in the shape of a tiger, and it seemed to be quite powerful, but in Yun Xiao's eyes, the vein spirit of a spirit vein realm repairer might be no different from the ant.

"Roar!"

A tiger roar uttered from the tiger-shaped vein spirit. This vein spirit had lost its own spiritual wisdom and would only follow the wishes of its owner. Therefore, when it saw Yunxiao, it did not The slightest fear, on the contrary, let out a roar.

"Be careful!"

Seeing this scene, Prince Lang who was not far away could not help but exclaimed. He had seen with his own eyes that Zeng Lianhu used this tiger-shaped vein spirit to tear a provocative subordinate into flesh and blood.

However, just as the fierce tiger vein spirit uttered a roar, a vein palm print suddenly formed in front of Yun Xiao's body, and then slapped towards it at an extremely fast speed.

Bang!

Almost in the blink of an eye, the pulse palmprints formed by Yun Xiao's condensed pulses smashed the fierce tiger pulses, as if they had never appeared in this world.

"This……"

Seeing this scene, Wang Zilang who was not far away was already stunned. He found that he might have underestimated the rough-clothed boy who was accidentally rescued. With this move alone, I am afraid that his strength is far above Zeng Lianhu.

It should be understood that although the vein spirit has been wiped out of the spiritual wisdom, its own physical power and even the demon vein energy are still much stronger than the human cultivator of the same level.

But it was such a physical fierce tiger vein demon, which was turned into a blood mist by a vein handprint that was condensed by the rough-clothed boy. One can imagine how strong that power is.

"not good!"

Compared to Wang Zilang’s surprise and joy, Zeng Lianhu’s face became a bit ugly, and what made him even more frightened was yet to come, because the palm prints of the tiger vein spirit were scattered, and there was no trace of stagnation. Surprisingly, it was an angry attack towards his body.

"Tiger shield!"

Seeing this, Zeng Lianhu knew that it was too late to dodge anymore. He made a decisive shout, followed by a violent pulse, forming a big shield with a tiger's head in front of him.

It seems that this should be what Zeng Lianhu calls Tiger Shield defense, but it is a pity that this pulse shield, which seems to have amazing defensive power, is the same as nothing in Yun Xiao's eyes, and it can be crushed with one effort.

boom! boom!

Two consecutive voices came into Wang Zilang's ears, the first of which was the sound of pulse palmprints smashing the tiger's head shield; and the second one was the sound of pulse palmprints bombarding Zeng Lianhu's body.

call……

Just as Wang Zilang's face was horrified, he saw Zeng Lianhu's extremely strong body, flying straight upside down, and then flying out of the shed door that he kicked and broke, not knowing whether it was dead or alive. .

"He... he... he is so strong!"

Withdrawing his gaze from the tent door, Wang Zilang's eyes were filled with light. For some reason, at this moment, he suddenly remembered what Yun Xiao said earlier.

If Yun laughed and said that he could cure the congenital veins, and Wang Zilang would not even believe a word, then he now had a trace of confidence in his heart for no reason.

On this continent, after all, strength is respected. When you show awesome strength, others will also greatly increase their confidence in you, just like Yun Xiao's change in Wang Zilang's heart at this moment.

But in the next moment, Wang Zilang seemed to be thinking of something, and stepped three steps in two steps to Yun Xiao's body, and then pushed it toward the shed.

"Big Brother Yunxiao, go quickly, otherwise you will be in trouble!"

Subconsciously, Wang Zilang's name had already included honorifics, but although the scene where Yun Xiao shot Zeng Lianhu flying just now made him very comfortable, he became more worried.

"It's okay, even if he isn't dead, he will only be a useless person in the future!"

Yun Xiao was a little puzzled about Wang Zilang's actions, and what he said made Wang Zilang more anxious while gratifying, and pushed him to work hard.

"Big Brother Yunxiao, you don't know anything. Zeng Lianhu's father is the head of this Wuhuang Village. He is a powerhouse of the three levels and three realms. If it is blocked by him, it will be troublesome!"

At this moment, Wang Zilang finally expressed the fate of his worries. Even if Yun Xiao had just killed Zeng Lianhu very easily, but if he alarmed the head of the Wuhuang Village, he would be too much to eat. .

Zeng Lianhu's father, Zeng Longevity, turned out to be the slave of the king's family in Yulong City. Because of his great contributions, he was sent to this five-destroy city by the head of the Wang family and became a powerful party.

Therefore, although Wang Zilang had no cultivation base himself, he also knew that Zeng Changshou was an expert in the three realms. Such a character is far from being comparable to Zeng Lianhu in the mid-spiritual realm.

"Three realms of tiers?"

Hearing Wang Zilang’s description of the so-called dangerous person, Yun Xiao almost laughed. You must know that when he was in the Dragon Continent, there were a lot of heavenly powerhouses who died in his hands. The cultivators of the three realms of the earth tier. What kind of thing?

"If I go, what will you do?"

Yun Xiao also didn't tell the truth directly, the anti-public question asked with interest. He still had a good impression of this kind-hearted teenager.

"Don't worry, I am the Third Young Master of the Wang Family, they dare not take me anything!"

In order to coax Yun Xiao away, Wang Zilang could only open his eyes to talk nonsense, but how could such a nonsense deceive Yun Xiao, the facts are simply too obvious?

"The Third Young Master of the Wang Family? Just live in such a kennel-like place?"

Yun Xiao stopped, and then turned towards the air leaking around, pointing at the roof above which was still leaking rain, and what he said made Wang Zilang quite embarrassed.

As Yun Xiao asked, if the dignified Third Young Master of the Wang Family were truly distinguished, how could he live in such a place? Even this five-destroyed city would not be easy to set foot in.

From this, Yun Xiao could also guess that the real identity of this boy named Wang Zilang, perhaps indeed the third young master of the Yulongcheng Wang family, was given up by the family because of this terminally inborn disease.

Compared with Xue Ningxiang in the Xuanyin Temple of the Dragon Continent, Wang Zilang's experience is undoubtedly even more embarrassing. After all, Xue Ningxiang was a congenital jueline, but he had a father who loved her very much, and he was not aggrieved at all.

Bang!

When Wang Zilang was a little embarrassed and didn't know how to communicate, there was a weird noise from the outside, and the two of them immediately walked out and looked up.

I saw that Zeng Lianhu was not dead, and climbed up from the mud with a grim face. In his hand, he still held a bamboo-like thing.

Through the not too big rain curtain, the gazes of Yun Xiao and Wang Zilang only swept over Zeng Lianhu's body, and then looked up to the sky.

Under the hazy rain curtain, a ray of light burst into the sky, and finally burst into the air, with a strange beauty, but Wang Zilang's face became even more worried when he saw the fireworks in full bloom.

"That's too late!"

Thinking of a certain possibility, the prince Lang simply stopped persuading Yunxiao to leave, because he knew that Wuhuang Village was so big, and it would not take more than half of the time for the village chief to arrive here.

"Little bastard, wait for me, waiting for my father to come, it will definitely make you worse off than death!"

Zeng Lianhu's face is full of resentment. The so-called family knows his family affairs, and he knows that he can still save his life. Of course, it is the result of Yunxiao's mercy, but he really does not want this result.

This was because Zeng Lianhu could clearly sense that the vital points of his dantian, and even some of the main meridians in his body, were shattered to pieces under the palm of that powerful pulse.

The meridians are broken and the dantian is broken. This has been regarded as ruining Zeng Lianhu's cultivation path in this life, and over time, he will become a waste person who is worse than Wang Zilang.

At least Wang Zilang still has a lot of strength even though he suffers from congenital dead veins, but Zeng Lianhu, whose dantian has broken meridians, may not even be able to do the heavy work of picking water and cutting materials in the future, and he will become a complete waste.

It was precisely because of these resentments in his heart that Zeng Lianping struggled to get up for the first time and sent a unique signal. He believed that as long as he arrived as the father of the three levels, the kid named Yunxiao. , I can't get any waves anymore.

Especially when he saw that the rough-clothed boy was standing by the door and didn't even mean to escape at all, Zeng Lianhu knew that the ending was doomed, and nothing could be changed.

Whoosh!

About Mo Xiaobanzhuxiang time passed, and suddenly there was a sound of breaking wind from the rain curtain, and an equally strong middle-aged man appeared in front of the ruined hut.

"The head of Wuhuang Village: Zeng Changshou!"

Wang Zilang's face became a little pale, this deep voice can be regarded as a future person's identity, but for a cultivator of the three-level ground, Yun Xiao really doesn't even bother to feel it.

Because whether it was the cultivator in the Earth-level Xunqi Realm or the Primal Realm, or even the cultivator in the Budi Realm, Yun Xiao dealt with it, and it was no different from when he dealt with Zeng Lianhu just now.

It’s a pity that the Zeng father and son over there didn’t know what kind of existence they were facing, especially Zeng Changshou, who just came here, felt the strange breath of his precious son, his face was already It was as gloomy as dripping water.

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