I, Son Of Emperor Zong, Sign In To Chaos Saint Body At The Beginning

"Are you conveying it?" Zhao Long's eyes fell on Xiang'er, and in the next second, he strode forward.

Seeing Zhao Long's sharp eyes, Xiang'er was startled, and subconsciously began to back away.

However, just as she stepped back, Zhao Long had already stepped forward, approaching her directly, and then raised his hand.

"Snapped!"

A loud slap fell on Xiang'er's soft face.

Xiang'er screamed, a few bloodstains appeared on her cheeks, she was thrown out of the body, and fell heavily on the ground, completely smashed.

She is only at the Pulse Opening Realm, but Zhao Long is already at the peak of the Lunhai Realm, there is no comparison between the two sides.

If it wasn't for Zhao Long not daring to kill her, the previous palm would have been enough to kill her.

"Brother Zhao, what are you doing?"

"Senior brother Zhao, this is the Holy Child Hall, how can you mess around!"

"Brother Zhao, if you're like this, aren't you afraid of being punished by the sect?"

Seeing this scene, the expressions of the other maids also changed greatly.

They gritted their teeth and said as they hurried to help Xiang'er.

They are very angry in their hearts!

This Zhao Long was simply too bullying, he would strike at the slightest disagreement, what did he take them for?

However, their strength is not as good as that of others. Although they are angry, they only dare to say a few words that are neither serious nor serious. As for the others, they can't do anything at all.

Zhao Long sneered: "Holy Son Hall? Mess? Zongmen punishment? Hehe, are you threatening me?"

As he spoke, spiritual energy suddenly surrounded his palms, and he slapped forward again and again.

Bang bang bang!

A series of sounds, accompanied by screams and exclamations, all the maids were sent flying and fell heavily to the ground.

They lay on the ground, looking extremely embarrassed. They all looked at Zhao Long with horror, and at the same time they were even more angry.

Too much deception!

It's really deceiving!

Can inner sect disciples be so reckless?

Zhao Long didn't care at all, he looked down on Xianger's group of people, as if he was overlooking a group of ants.

He sneered and said, "I want to see the Holy Son, but you bastards dare to come my way. Are you blind, or do you think I'm easy to bully?"

He pointed at Xiang'er and his party, with a disdainful tone: "It's just a group of handymen, and now they are servants and servants who serve others, how dare you stop me, Zhao Long?"

"I, Zhao Long, didn't kill you, I was already looking at the face of the sect. Don't you know what it means to respect senior brothers and respect the strong?"

Saying that, Zhao Long looked at Xiang'er again: "There is still

You, what are you? I want to see the Holy Son, are you qualified to convey it? "

"What is your identity, what is my identity, what qualifications do you have to convey it on behalf of the inner sect, are you worthy?"

Xiang'er and his party clenched their fists, their faces were pale, and their lips were bloodshot.

Just looking at the grinning Zhao Long, they could only endure the humiliation.

Seeing Xiang'er and his party like this, Zhao Long intensified: "Do you really think that if you serve the Holy Son here, the Holy Son will treat you as human beings?"

"Believe it or not, even if I kill you, the Holy Son won't show you off? A bunch of trash who don't know who they are, they're just playthings!"

When Xiang'er and the others heard such humiliating words, they almost died of anger.

What a shame!

Although they are handymen, they are still human beings and women, and they were admitted to the Holy Land by virtue of their real skills.

How did they endure such humiliation?

Looking at Zhao Long in front of them, Xiang'er and others all clenched their teeth and clenched their fists, burning with anger, but they were powerless.

Desperate?

Just die!

What's more, what Zhao Long said was not wrong.

Even if they were in charge of taking care of Shengzi's daily life, they were just handymen after all. Would Shengzi really offend such a powerful inner disciple as Zhao Long for the sake of such little people as them?

In the heart of the Holy Son, can he really think of them?

They don't know either.

"I do not believe!"

However, at this moment, an indifferent voice came out.

Afterwards, everyone saw the door of the Holy Child Hall opened, and Ye Xuan walked out.

"Brother Shengzi!"

"Senior Brother Ye!"

When Xiang'er and the others saw Ye Xuan, they quickly struggled to get up to say hello, with hot tears streaming down their eyes.

Wronged!

Zhao Long was also shocked, and immediately looked at Ye Xuan, putting on a smiling face: "Zhao Long, an inner disciple, has met Ye Shengzi. This time Zhao Long came here because—"

However, before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Ye Xuan.

"Let's not talk about the purpose of your coming here. Let's talk about why you beat up the Son of God. What's wrong with them?"

Ye Xuan looked at Zhao Long with cold eyes and a cold tone:

"If they made a mistake or violated the clan rules, you don't need to take action. I will personally send them to the Law Enforcement Hall. If they are not wrong, you have to give me an explanation."

Ye Xuan was also very annoyed in his heart, with monstrous anger in his chest.

As the saying goes, it depends on the owner to beat a dog.

Xiang'er and his party are in the Holy Child Hall, they are his own people, but this Zhao Long dares to be so presumptuous, isn't he not paying attention to Ye Xuan?

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What's more, as a soul traveler, the concept of strength and weakness in Ye Xuan's mind is not so heavy.

He has never thought that being weak is the original sin, that being weak deserves death, and being weak will be humiliated by the strong.

When Zhao Long heard Ye Xuan's words, his heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly said, "Holy Son, I came to fight against you under the order of Senior Brother Qi Yao."

"But these short-sighted servants dared to stop me without the consent of the Holy Son. I was really angry, so I taught them on behalf of the Holy Son."

Although Zhao Long's attitude towards Ye Xuan was 108,000 times better than his attitude towards Xiang'er and the others, it was still not very respectful.

Moreover, he moved Qi Yao out, obviously to remind Ye Xuan that he belongs to Qi Yao, and Ye Xuan had better think carefully before moving him.

Qi Yao was also one of the ten candidates for the Holy Son.

"What? Qi Yao?"

When Xiang'er and the others heard Qi Yao's name, their faces changed.

To them, that is a real big shot, an existence that is beyond their reach.

Ye Xuan's expression didn't change much, he walked towards Zhao Long step by step: "That's it?"

He sneered: "What are you? What qualifications do you have to discipline them on behalf of the Son, and you are worthy too?"

Zhao Long's face changed drastically, and he retreated in a hurry: "What do you want to do? I'm a member of Senior Brother Qi Yao, and I'm still here to challenge you. How dare you touch me?"

Ye Xuan continued to approach Zhao Long, curling his lips in disdain:

"Who is Qi Yao? Does my son know him? Don't say that you are only his, even if you are him, who dares to touch me so nonsensically, my son will dare to touch you."

Saying that, Ye Xuan suddenly became furious!

He cast the Dragon Walking Step and appeared in front of Zhao Long in an instant.

Zhao Long was startled, and made a gesture to retreat, but it was too late.

"Snapped!"

Ye Xuan slapped him across the face:

"Ma De, do you bully me with a shallow foundation? Do you bully me with a soft heart? Is it because my son's killing on the martial arts stage is not enough, so you dare to be so presumptuous?"

"Snapped!"

"You are such an inner sect, how can you see me if you want to see me? You are also worthy to see me. Is it wrong for them to stop you?"

"Snapped!"

"As the saying goes, it depends on the master what you hit. How dare you beat me, you don't take me seriously!"

"Papa papa!"

"You need a beating!"

Ye Xuan was like a lunatic, cursing furiously, slapping Zhao Long a dozen times in an instant.