Peerless God of Cultivation

122 The Eight-Clawed Heavenly Dragon Order

In the front yard of Huangfu Villa, the head of the family, Huangfu Yingqi, was so angry that Xiang Lang vomited blood.

He also knew the virtues of Xiangxiang’s family, especially this kind of young boy with little experience, who was more domineering than the other, and what he believed couldn’t be changed. The most important thing was that Xiang’s parents protect the shortcoming. When it came to killing Xiang Lang, it was impossible. Even if he punished him, he would probably cause trouble. Besides, he had the name of a Tianlong member?

Thinking of Xiang Kuang’s near-celestial cultivation, he could only choose not to have anything to do with Xiang Lang, and immediately pointed his finger at Chen Han. “Do you think you can come to the Huangfu family and do whatever you want?!”

“Stop!”

Qingli’s coquettish shout came from a distance, a purple shadow stood in front of Chen Han, Huangfu Ziyan glared at Grandpa. “I just saw the video at the entrance of the villa, Chen Han is absolutely right, it’s those short-lived ones. The eyed bastard deliberately made things difficult for him and said some ugly things. Grandpa, you can’t be unreasonable!”

Ouyang Yinghong, who had been fantasizing about how to take down the little princess, had a gloomy face that was about to drip out of water. He could not imagine how this damn rival in love could leave the Tianlong station.

Didt it meant that you could leave before the Jindan period? Did it meant that you could come out to perform tasks before the Yuan Ying period?

He rolled his eyes, and suddenly thought of a certain possibility, he waved and shouted at the master of the Nascent Soul who was protecting him: “Chen Han must have sneaked out, violated the rules of the Tianlong Iron Law, he should be punished. Kill him!”

Whoosh!

.....
A master of the late Nascent Soul immediately flew over, and only used less than half of the true essence to almost lock the 100-meter space.

After all, it was the territory of the Huangfu family, and he would not be so foolish as to kill people against the guest, as long as he won the opponent. In his opinion, Chen Han was also the strength of the early stage of the pseudo-jindan, which was much worse than that of the real cultivator in the early stage of the golden core. This blow had the attack power of the middle stage of the golden core, which was enough to make him fall to the ground.

Seeing that a powerful blow locked him to death, Ouyang Yinghong smiled happily.

Huangfu Ziyan was not strong enough, so she could only shout but was unable to help. Xiang Lang, who had been furious before, had a strange smile on his face.

What was this silly big man laughing at? Could it be that his brain was broken?

Without waiting for the late Nascent Soul master to understand, Chen Han, who was originally motionless, had an extra four-foot-long sword in his hand. “Cracking the void – Hurricane Slash!”

Boom!

The Nascent Soul master who used less than half of his true essence to attack with his bare hands only felt a cold feeling like bone marrow extending from the palm of his hand.

In a series of crackling sounds, the true essence equivalent to a mid-stage Jindan cultivator’s blow was shattered under the purple-black sword. Even if there was no mysterious seal enhancement, the powerful attack of the sword type alone, coupled with the terrifying power of the best treasure, was not something that the unarmed attack in the middle stage of Jindan could compete with.

The whole person roared and flew upside down for dozens of meters, and his right arm was smashed into a rain of blood by the sword on the spot. Before everyone present could react, Chen Han switched the sword to his left hand, and an extra golden token appeared in his right hand.

“Dragon Order?”

Huangfu Yingqi’s face became ugly, and he said coldly: “The Heavenly Dragon Order is divided into nine grades. Judging by the number of dragon claws on the talisman, the highest nine-clawed Heavenly Dragon Order is in charge of the Eight Division Commanders. The eight-clawed Heavenly Dragon Order is second only to the nine. How could you possibly be eligible to obtain the talisman of the Eighth Division Commander?”

According to Chen Han’s current strength, he could only obtain the five-clawed Heavenly Dragon Order at most. This was not because he was abusing his power, but because he had the highest five-level qualifications that exceeded the five-level qualifications of the Heavenly Dragon ancestors. As a super genius that Tianlong had never seen before, in addition to being trained to the greatest extent by the organization, he would also have an identity second only to Xiang Kuang.

Of course, it’s just a status symbol, and he didn’t have all the permissions corresponding to this status, but it’s enough to scare people.

The flowing cloud sword turned into a streamer and hid between his eyebrows. He put away the eight-clawed dragon order and pinned a special instructor badge representing the early Nascent Soul to his chest.

He cast a reassuring look at Huangfu Ziyan, and walked towards Ouyang Yinghong, who was dumbfounded on the spot. “You, report your identity and name.”

“You...you dare to let me...”

“For no reason, you ordered your subordinates to attack and kill the Tianlong super instructor, the holder of the eight-claw Tianlong order, do you know what the result is?”

“Chen Han, our young master bumped into you this time, but our Ouyang family...”

“The Ouyang family can attack and kill Tianlong’s people at will?”

Xiang Lang took the words of a Nascent Soul master with a smile, his eyes swept across the face of the guy whose arm was smashed and his face was angry, and fell on Ouyang Yinghong again. “Of course, as an Ouyang family There is always a bit of privilege. You now have two options. One is for Patriarch Ouyang to tell the grand commander Xiang Kuang, if I guess correctly, the death penalty should be avoided, but the arm will be cut off, or thigh, or something, otherwise the Iron Law of the Heavenly Dragon will become waste paper?”

Ouyang Yinghong, who was about to get angry, was forcibly pulled by the clan uncle beside him. The man took a deep breath and asked, “What about the other option?”

“Kowtow and admit your mistake, I’ll just pretend that nothing happened.”



“Chen Han! You... court death!”

“Can I take this as a threat? Hehe...”

Chen Han hugged his arms in a relaxed manner, completely ignoring Ouyang Yinghong. Even if this kind of person couldn’t kill him temporarily, he had to trample on him.