C7 Zhao Family

"Your words are disgusting. You even dare to say such malicious words."

"I'm not bragging. One month ago, Loong Yun was pressed down on the ground and beaten up by me. I don't believe that he can cause any trouble."

The one who said this was also an elite disciple of the family named Long Zhen.

However, there were a few female disciples who did not want to see blood. When Great Elder Long Qingtian's powerful palm was about to land on Loong Yun's head, they had already closed their eyes.

However, they, who had their eyes closed, did not hear Loong Yun's screams after a long time.

When they opened their eyes doubtfully, the scene in front of them caused them to be greatly taken aback. Long Qingtian's palm strike had struck loneliness.

Under that pressure, Loong Yun was able to open up a distance between him and Long Qingtian. Moreover, at this moment, the aura on Loong Yun's body became frighteningly cold. It was like an unsheathed sharp sword, causing chills to run down one's spine.

Immediately after, the sword in his hand coincidentally drew a beautiful arc in the air, and wherever the arc passed, even space itself seemed to shatter.

Not long after, an illusory golden dragon suddenly appeared in the shattered void. The colossal dragon roared and shot out a bolt of lightning, accurately striking Long Qingtian's head.

"Crackle, crackle." After a series of explosions, Long Qingtian howled and fell to the ground, his entire body twitching.

Seeing the Great Elder beaten up by Loong Yun to such a state, Long Zhen was so scared that he started trembling on the spot, as if he was swallowing feces.

After a while, Long Qingtian struggled to stand up. His face was ferocious and his hair stood up high. For the first time, he looked at Loong Yun with fear in his eyes: "Who are you? What technique is this? "

Loong Yun smiled gently: "You are not worthy to know."

What Loong Yun had just displayed was the Loong Yun's sword technique that he had created in his previous life.

This set of sword technique was comprehended by Loong Yun when he first encountered a True Dragon. As long as he activated it, his movement speed would increase by several times. Most importantly, he could summon the golden dragon's descent into the world, even though it was just a phantom image.

However, Loong Yun was still too weak right now. The power of this move was not one in ten thousand, and the number of times he could use it was very limited.

He could only summon the Transcendence Stage once or twice. However, Loong Yun was confident that once he performed this move, as long as it was a martial artist that was not much higher than him, he could easily kill him.

This Long Qingtian was an expert at the fifth stage of Transcendence Stage. In a moment of desperation, Loong Yun decisively used this move.

At this moment, a few young men and women walked over from outside the crowd.

"Zhao Cheng, my father and the others seem to be over there. Eh, I think I saw Brother Loongyun? Brother Liu steel, do you see that person? "

"Did you know I was coming back to pick me up?" Immediately, the young girl's voice that was like a silver bell filled everyone's ears.

As a child, although Loong Yun was recognized as trash in the family, Loong Xiangyu did not think so. She often called him Brother Loongyun, and Loong Aotian usually took care of Loong Yun.

"He looks like Cousin Loong Yun, but he looks a little different so I can't tell." Loong Aotian replied.

"Then he must have become handsome." Loong Xiangyu raised her fist in a demonstration.

Zhao Cheng, who was called, suddenly felt a cold chill in his heart. He frowned and said coldly in his heart: "You want to take away my woman, but you don't know what you are capable of. If that brat dares to touch us, I will make sure he will not be able to take the consequences."

Zhao Cheng had accompanied Loong Xiangyu back, and when Loong Aotian went to pick up his sister, he had even specially asked. Zhao Cheng had explained that he wanted to see if Forbidden Pavilion was as powerful as the legends said, so he had accompanied Loong Xiangyu back, and had even brought a few unfamiliar faces with him.

Zhao Cheng saw that Forbidden Pavilion was surrounded by a large crowd and asked suspiciously, "What's going on?" Although he is not someone from Loong Family, he knows about the name of Loong Family Pavilion.

At this time, a disciple who wanted to curry favor with Zhao Cheng came up and answered, "Brother Wu steel, you don't know what luck that trash Loong Yun has today to actually pass the eighth level of Forbidden Pavilion." That disciple outside the crowd obviously didn't see Long Qingtian's miserable appearance.

"What?" Loong Yun? Your family's trash? He even passed the eighth level of Forbidden Pavilion? " Zhao Cheng's heart trembled slightly as a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Bring us over to take a look!"

In the crowd, Loong Yun and Long Qingtian were at loggerheads. Loong Yun, although I don't know what kind of unorthodox techniques you have learnt, you were the one who broke the rules of the family and injured me. With so many people as a witness, you just have to wait to receive heavy punishment from the family. " Long Qingtian was flustered and exasperated, his entire body was on the verge of going berserk.

The dignified Grand Elder of the clan had been defeated by a well-known good-for-nothing disciple of the clan. How could he show his face in the future?

"Haha." Loong Yun sneered, "Long Qingtian, even now, you are still so stubborn." Without saying much, Loong Yun continued to execute the Loong Chen Sword Skill like the wind, drifting about erratically.

"Little bastard!" Long Qingtian's eyes were wide open as spiritual energy surged out from his body and he struck towards Loong Yun's blurry figure. However, his struggling strength was useless in the face of Loong Chen's sword technique.

Swoosh. Accompanied by streams of sword qi, not a single part of Long Qingtian's robe remained undamaged. His entire body was covered with large and small wounds, and he was in an extremely sorry state.

"Do you still think I'm guilty?" Loong Yun asked lightly.

"Little bastard, I'm going to kill you." Long Qingtian's anger attacked his heart as his killing intent exploded.

He was the grand elder of the family, and all the disciples of the family. Who would dare to see him not kowtowing and bowing to him, trying to please him? But today, he was taught a lesson by that stinky brat, Loong Yun, in front of so many people.

He must kill Loong Yun in order to regain his dignity in the family. With that thought in mind, Long Qingtian released all the killing intent from his body without restraint. His body was like a ferocious beast as he rushed forward. An incredibly sharp attack was like a lightning strike as it flew towards Loong Yun at lightning speed.

"What's the use of the clan keeping an elder like you for something you don't know?" "Die." Loong Yunshuang glared at him and was thoroughly enraged.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Loong Yun flicked his wrist and the long sword in his hand burst out a dazzling light in the air. The golden dragon appeared once more. This time, however, it had doubled in size. It was as if the Dragon God had appeared again, giving off a terrifying aura as he spat out a dragon breath, and rushed down in a flash. Before Long Qingtian's attack could land on Loong Yun, the terrifying dragon breath had already landed on his body.

Bang. With a loud sound, Long Qingtian's body suddenly froze on the spot. A few mouthfuls of blood were spat out from Long Qingtian's mouth, and in the next moment, he completely fainted.

"Loong Yun is too amazing!" Even Grand Elder was injured like this by him? Was he really a trash in the past? It can't be faked, right? "

"If he is trash, I'm afraid our Loong Chen family would not have another genius. It seems like Loong Yun and Loong Xiangyu were made by the heavens." All the disciples were scared witless by Loong Yun's terrifying attack.

Zhao Cheng's words were coincidentally heard by Zhao Cheng and the rest. When he saw that Long Qingtian, Long Ding and the others were in a sorry state, his eyes became even colder.

He walked in front of Loong Yun and snapped: "Brat, you are Loong Yun?" Zhao Cheng's voice was ice-cold, and his eyes were filled with a fierce light. When the disciples of the family saw his arrival, some of them looked at him with either envy or reverence.

"Zhao Cheng is the second son of Zhao Family, I never thought that he would actually come."

"Senior Master Zhao Cheng, he is an established disciple personally accepted by the Tian Dao Sect. I heard that his strength has long since reached the seventh stage of the Transcendence Stage. Why did he also come to Loong Family? Is that Loong Xiangyu? "

"Is Senior Brother Zhao Cheng called by you?" You should be called Young Master Zhao Cheng. Young Master Zhao Cheng's grandfather, Zhao Ritian, is our Tianlu Dynasty's Duke of Zhao, and his father is also a popular person by His Majesty's side. If you dare to offend Young Master Zhao Cheng, you will not be able to survive in the entire Tianlu Dynasty. "

The discussions of the crowd naturally entered Loong Yun's ears. Thinking back to the current situation where Loong Family were light in the dynasty and there was a lack of power, even so, Loong Yun was not afraid of Zhao Cheng at all.

He looked at Zhao Cheng coldly and said with a smile, "I, Loong Yun, do not change my name. As for who you are, I do not care. Please move aside and block my way to meet Cousin Xiangyu."

"How dare you, a mere disciple from a branch family of the Loong Family dare to speak to Young Master Zhao Cheng in such a manner. Don't you know your own identity?" A young man immediately stood up behind Zhao Cheng.

Loong Yun did not recognize this person, but looking at his cultivation, he was actually at the third stage of the Transcendence Stage, so he mocked him. Where did this clown come from? He had a cultivation at the third level of the Transcendence Stage and was considered one of the top in the younger generation. However, he learned how to flatter and was willing to become Zhao Cheng's lackey. Even if I'm at the first level of Dust Realm, I should at least be stronger than a dog like you, right? " Loong Yun looked at the follower in disdain.

This follower's eyes were blazing with fire. Before, he had always been proud of being a person close to Zhao Cheng, but this time, Loong Yun's words made him feel a sense of humiliation.

"You." His follower was about to flare up. Loong Yun interrupted him: "You just said that I'm only a disciple from a side branch of the Loong Family, so it looks like in your eyes, I'm far inferior to you?

The man stammered for a long time, not knowing what Loong Yun's intentions were.

"Listen to what I have to say, I would like to consult you. Right at the Loong Family battle stage, the life and death arena, there will be a fight to the death, do you dare to accept? "

Loong Yun's impassioned words made Loong Family's blood boil. It had been a long time since anyone had gone up on the clan's life and death arena, let alone a Zhao Family disciple.

Once one agreed to a life-and-death duel, it would be a matter of life and death. Only those who were courageous or confident would dare to go up. The hair on the disciples of the Zhao Family all stood up, especially when they saw Loong Yun's confident expression and Long Qingtian who had fainted on the ground.

Loong Yun clenched his fists. Sometimes, words can be more lethal than fists.

"Since you dare to slander me, why should you be afraid of fighting me? You claim to be someone close to Zhao Cheng. But now, I don't even dare to fight with me. You still call me a side branch disciple? Say I'm trash? "How laughable."

"You are no longer fit to be called a warrior. A true cultivator would be obsessed with the martial way. His heart was firm and resolute, and he would never be able to advance forward. A weak person like you is only fit to be a lackey. "

Loong Yun purposely released the Warlord's aura and suppressed the follower like a heavy stone, causing his heart to be on the verge of collapsing.

"Brother Loongyun is so strong." Loong Xiangyu cheered and looked at Loong Yun affectionately, with a touch of affection.

"Zhao Xin, don't fall into this kid's trap. This kid is obviously trying to disturb your mind." Zhao Cheng also did not expect that the rumored trash would be able to say such a thing.

Loong Yun would not give Zhao Xin a chance, he was like a camel right now, just missing the last straw that could crush him to death, so he spoke again, "Zhao Xin, I heard that your grandfather was General Zhao Long, he was once the strongest general in the dynasty, even more powerful than his current Zhao Family. How come your generation has produced such a timid person like you, who could climb dragons and phoenixes? How do you face your grandfather in the underworld? I feel so sorry for you! "

"Ah!" Suddenly, Zhao Xin was no longer able to endure the attacks in his heart. He let out a crazed scream, grabbed his head, and ran out of the crowd in a panic.