Immortal Wu Sovereign

Chapter 369

Chen Chaoyuan almost spewed out a mouthful of old blood. The Flood Dragon Art is extremely exquisite. He really didn't understand much. When he constructed it in the sea of ​​knowledge and visualized the Flood Dragon, he also felt powerless. Even so, he is still a leader among the younger generation of the Northern Plains Sword Sect. , except for a few people, the rest are not in his eyes.

Being ridiculed by Ling Tian at this moment, he felt so oppressed that his lungs almost burst.

"It turns out that they have already fought against each other just now, and the divine sense attack is indeed the most weird and unpredictable. We didn't see anything, and they have already fought for one round!"

"That's natural, otherwise, how could there be such a saying that a monk who cultivates the divine sense attack secret method is invincible at the same level!"

"It seems that Chen Chaoyuan is at a disadvantage. What is the origin of this young man in green robe in front of him, so powerful?"

……

Hearing Ling Tian and Chen Chaoyuan's words, the onlookers knew that they had already fought secretly, and shook their heads secretly, envious of the monks who possessed divine sense.

Ling Tian glanced at Chen Chaoyuan, took a step towards him, and his divine sense surged out, shocking Chen Chaoyuan's mind for the third time.

Snapped!
He stretched out his figure, brought out a series of phantoms, and appeared in front of Chen Chaoyuan in an instant, raised his left hand, and slapped him hard on the face, directly slapping him awake.

Chen Chaoyuan was staggered by Ling Tian's slap and took two steps back before regaining his footing. Then he looked at Ling Tian with terrified eyes, and there was a hint of fear in his eyes.

"I'll say it again, get out, don't appear in front of me, otherwise, I will never forgive you next time!" Ling Tian's eyes flashed sharply, and he shouted in a low voice, reprimanding Chen Chaoyuan.

Xia Qing shook his head slightly. This time, Chen Chaoyuan was so defeated that he had no excuses anymore. He was the first to attack with his divine sense, but was resolved by Ling Tian. In turn, he was captured by Ling Tian's divine sense. Already decapitated, only gave him a slap in the face, which was considered merciful.

Chen Chaoyuan covered his face that was flushed by Ling Tian's slap, gritted his teeth, and said bitterly, "Let's go, let's go!"

The monks who followed Xia Qing were all disciples of the Northern Plains Sword Sect. After hearing his words, they hurriedly followed.

Only Xia Qing glanced at Ling Tian, ​​then shook his head slightly, and after a light sigh, turned and left, his back was still beautiful, full of graceful demeanor.

"Brother Ling, I saw that kid's eyes were vicious when he left, I'm afraid he won't let it go!" Feng Mingda came over and reminded Ling Tian worriedly.

Zhao Kui looked at the direction where Chen Chaoyuan left, and said softly: "Brother Ling, I just inquired, that kid seems to be a disciple of the Beiyuan Sword Sect, and he has some weight, if he encourages the Beiyuan Sword Sect to trouble you, it will be difficult Already!"

Ling Tian smiled: "Have you guys forgotten that I am now a guest of the Thunderbolt Hall, no matter how powerful the Northern Plains Sword Sect is, they would never dare to approach the Thunderbolt Hall and ask them to hand over their guests, otherwise, what face will the Thunderbolt Hall have?"

"That's true, Thunder Martial Hall is not inferior to Beiyuan Sword Sect at all!" Feng Mingda nodded and felt relieved.

After bidding farewell to the three of them, Ling Tian returned to Thunderbolt Hall, preparing to continue practicing the Da Zhou Tian Xing Jue and contemplating the star map. If it weren't for the fact that this place was not suitable for practicing the Jiuyao Tian Xing Sword Art, he would have already started to practice the third move of Xing Cha Floating and Sinking , Continue to enhance your combat power.

At this moment, in a courtyard of the Beiyuan Sword Sect, Chen Chaoyuan knelt on the ground paved with stone slabs in the courtyard, straightened his body, and said loudly: "Master, this disciple is useless, and has lost the reputation of our Beiyuan Sword Sect. Please punish him, it’s just that that kid is too arrogant, he doesn’t even look down on our Northern Plains Sword Sect, I can’t swallow this tone, and I ask Master to let Junior Brother Wei take action, and severely punish that kid!”

An old man wearing a white robe sat in the living room with the door open, took a leisurely cup of tea, took a sip, and then said in a deep voice: "Chao Yuan, I have heard Miss Xia tell you about today's incident. , You really let me down, you dare to make up lies to lie to me!"

"Master, I, I didn't lie to you, that kid really treats our Beiyuan Sword Sect as nothing!" Chen Chaoyuan was stunned for a moment, his heart was filled with anger, and even Xia Qing, who told the truth, hated him. He couldn't stop rebutting and arguing.

"That's enough, I don't want to hear about this anymore, but because you are a disciple of our Northern Plains Sword Sect, being bullied like this would really damage your reputation, so I will let Wei Ziang take action and teach that guy a hard lesson! "

Chen Chaoyuan was ready to accept Master's punishment, but he didn't expect that after Master reprimanded him, he took a turn for the worse and agreed to ask his junior brother Wei Ziang to save face for him.

But before the joy on his face bloomed, the white-robed old man said lightly: "You are not good at cultivation, and you dare to cause trouble everywhere. From today on, let me go to contemplation and retreat for me. If you can't get rid of the Flood Dragon Art Once you visualize the one-claw realm, don't come out!"

"Yes, this disciple is punished!" The smile in Chen Chaoyuan's eyes disappeared immediately, and a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He concentrated on seeing that it was just a very simple thatched house, soaked in spring rain, summer fire like flames, autumn dew like frost, and winter snow Piaofei, three meals a day, only water and dry food, for him who likes luxury, it is a purgatory.

After Chen Chaoyuan withdrew, the old man in white robe sighed softly. A tall young man in a black brocade robe came out from behind the curtain in the room and said in a low voice: "Master, since you asked me to punish the defeated Brother Chen's guy, why punish him?"

A smile appeared on the face of the white-robed old man: "Zi Ang, your senior brother's talent is not bad, but you are impetuous, and you have a little success in cultivation, but you are arrogant and arrogant, and you will never work hard to practice again. He is ostentatious, likes luxury, and now he wants to pursue Miss Xia from the Nancang Region. I asked him to devote himself to meditation and practice, just to sharpen his character, otherwise, if not, his cultivation will be limited in the future!"

"Master Chen has put in so much effort, in the future Senior Brother Chen will definitely understand!" Wei Ziang nodded lightly, and then said in a low voice, "I'll have someone check out the details of that kid. It is absolutely impossible to defeat Senior Brother Chen with the secret attack method of divine sense." It's not someone who is unknown, I think that kid should be a genius in the top [-], or even top [-]!"

"No matter how many geniuses he is, he has to pay the price for losing face to our Beiyuan Sword Sect. I will leave this matter to you!" confidence.

Wei Ziang nodded lightly and said, "Understood, I will let that kid know that the reputation of the Northern Plains Sword Sect cannot be tainted!"

At dusk the next day, Wei Ziang walked into the courtyard again, then stood respectfully in the middle of the courtyard, and said softly: "Master, there is already news about that kid!"

Squeak!

The door opened automatically without wind, and the old man in white robe slowly walked out from the inside and said in a low voice: "Say it! I also really want to know who is the person who can defeat Chao Yuan?"

Wei Ziang responded softly, and said the news he had found out: "That kid is called Ling Tian, ​​and this time he came back with Lei Dafang from the Thunderbolt Hall. It is said that Ding Chen was forced to retreat on the way. It should be the one who exposed the Ruyi Pavilion. Conspiracy genius!"

"Puppet of the low-grade Yuanshen, this matter is difficult to handle!" The old man in white robe frowned when he heard Wei Ziang's words. The other party has a low-grade puppet of the Yuanshen. , It is too difficult, it is impossible to succeed.

It's just that, as the Supreme Elder of the Beiyuan Sword Sect, if he takes action against Ling Tian, ​​even if he wins, it will only make people laugh even more, so this idea just came up, and he pushed it down.

Wei Ziang smiled slightly, with a look of confidence on his face, and said softly: "Master, don't worry about that kid's low-grade puppet of the primordial spirit. I got the news that in order to get rid of the pursuit of monks in the primordial spirit realm of Ruyi Pavilion, the puppet has been destroyed. , That's why I threatened Ding Chen back that day, even though he once fought Jing Shan evenly, but in front of me, he has no chance of winning!"

The old man in white robe stretched out his hand to stroke his snow-white long beard, nodded with a smile and said: "In this case, let's make things more grand, and send the gauntlet to the Thunder Hall, so that everyone in the city can know it, so that the kid can't refuse !"

"I'll do it now. I will definitely defeat him under the eyes of thousands of people, and let everyone know the great reputation of our Northern Plains Sword Sect!" Wei Ziang smiled confidently, said goodbye to the white-robed old man, and left with his head held high. go out.

After nightfall, the lights in Suzaku City were brightly lit, and countless people rushed towards the north of the city. The one walking in the front was Wei Ziang, who was dressed in white, walking slowly towards the Thunder Hall.

It is not a day or two that the three major factions in Suzaku City are fighting openly and secretly with each other. At this moment, as Wei Ziang, the strongest of the younger generation of the Northern Plains Sword Sect, walks towards the Thunder Hall, many monks with good deeds follow him, causing more and more people to watch. Finally, this turbulent crowd was formed.

A monk from the Thunder Hall had already reported Wei Ziang's movements, so when he reached the gate of the Thunder Hall, more than a dozen monks from the Thunder Hall were already waiting for him. Jiajin, Lei Dafang who has made great contributions.

"Young Master Wei, I don't know why you came to our Thunder Martial Hall today?" Lei Dafang walked down the steps slowly, and asked Wei Ziang with a calm face. Let alone him, no one in the Thunder Martial Hall knew about the Beiyuan Sword Sect What exactly do you want to do? Do you want the Thunderbolt Hall to start a war?
Wei Ziang took out a letter from the ring, held it in his palm, and said with a light smile: "Elder Lei, I came here today not to make enemies of Thunder Martial Hall, but to send this letter of war to the temporary residence Guilin." Ling Tian, ​​Young Master Ling, three days later, when the sun is at its zenith, I, Wei Ziang, will be on the ring in the city, waiting for Young Master Ling to arrive!"

(End of this chapter)