The Return of the Prison Dragon: The Stunning CEO throws himself into his arms

Chapter 110: The Zhao Family Elder’s Fear

When Zhao Houxue heard this, he suddenly felt that his lungs were about to explode.

He immediately shouted coldly: "Noisy! Who do you think you are?"

Whether Zhao Chuanming or Zhao Hailong next to him, they are both elders of the Zhao family's saint realm.

They may not be the strongest members of the Zhao family, but both of them possess the cultivation of the second-grade saint.

In Zhao Houxue's view, although Ye Qijue could fight beyond the ranks, he was not at the level where he could despise the saint monks!

Zhao Houxue, who was full of anger, raised his hands to the two clan elders and said: "Please take action from the two clan elders!!"

Zhao Chuanming nodded slightly, looking at Ye Qijue with his gloomy inverted triangular eyes as if he were looking at a dead person.

The next moment, all the fluctuations in Zhao Chuanming's cultivation were released, forming a violent sonic boom that roared and shook the void.

He stepped on the void, stared at Ye Qijue with an arrogant expression, and said in a calm tone: "You were the one who cut off the shoulders of my young master Zhao family in the vast mountains?"

"Boy, if you obediently lead your neck to be killed today, I can still give you a good time. If not..." Zhao Chuanming took a step forward and was several feet away in an instant.

At this moment, the aura around him was majestic and sharp, and the strong murderous intent was about to condense into substance in the air.

After his investigation, he found that there was no trace of the protector behind Ye Qijue, which meant that the other party broke into their Zhao family alone.

In Zhao Chuanming's eyes, the other party's behavior was simply seeking death!

Do you still dare to speak out and ridicule him for being a second-grade saint?

Thinking that just because you are a genius, you can ignore the bottleneck of great realms, how dare you look down on him so much?

He, Zhao Chuanming, has lived for hundreds of years and has seen as many geniuses as crucian carp crossing the river, but only a few of them have truly grown up!

Thinking of this, Zhao Chuanming sneered. He stepped on the invisible stairs made of air, and the pressure on his body squeezed towards Ye Qijue like a tide!

Seeing Zhao Chuanming walking towards him and feeling the pressure of the Saint Realm around him, Ye Qijue couldn't help but laugh, with a sneer on his face.

He finally figured it out. The group of people in front of him probably haven't figured out the situation yet! ?

Do you really think that your own cultivation level is still the state of respecting the emperor during the Cangmang Mountains period?

"If you obediently lead your neck to be killed, I will give you a good pleasure!" After a burst of sneers, Ye Qijue looked at the high-spirited Zhao Houxue with a calm expression, and then said.

Zhao Chuanming, who was originally filled with murderous aura, couldn't help laughing out loud as if he had heard a big joke after hearing these words.

After laughing, Zhao Chuanming showed a ferocious smile and snorted: "Humph! I see you won't shed tears until you see the coffin!"

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Chuanming was like a tiger descending from the mountain to hunt, carrying the waves of air as he walked forward.

In just the blink of an eye, he flew to a distance of less than thirty feet from Ye Qijue.

Until then, Zhao Chuanming raised his hand and struck out, and saw the mysterious light blooming all over his body, and the light of his fist cut through the air to form a bright light group, like an immortal holding the sun, moon and stars in his hand. There is no one like me in the world. Holy Spirit!

Stab it! !

The fist light cut through the air and rolled up a roaring sonic boom, which vibrated out like invisible transparent ripples and struck Ye Qijue hard in front of Ye Qijue with a fierce murderous aura.

Seeing this scene, Ye Qijue's energy and blood trembled in his body, and he instantly turned into an oven and emerged.

In an instant, the majestic energy and blood penetrated all the acupoints around the body, enveloping the purest physical power in the acupoints, causing Ye Qijue's whole body to form strong muscles full of explosive power.

A massive amount of spiritual energy emerged from his alchemy sea and poured into his body, causing every cell in his body to greedily consume the massive amount of spiritual energy, forming a body comparable to that of a real dragon.

After doing this, Ye Qijue's lips curved into a smile. He raised his fist and lightly hit Zhao Chuanming who was coming to kill him!

"Oh!"

Suddenly, a shock wave suddenly appeared in front of his fist, making a deafening sound!

The terrifying physical power, carrying a huge force and overwhelming power, immediately shattered Zhao Chuanming's attack.

Immediately afterwards, the remaining power hit Zhao Chuanming without any loss.

This punch was like a mountain bearing down on him. The surging energy and blood directly penetrated the aura defense shield in front of Zhao Chuanming and hit him hard on the chest.

"Pfft..."

Zhao Chuanming, who was unprepared at all, suddenly felt that several ribs in his chest were broken, his internal organs were in unbearable pain, and a mouthful of old blood spurted out.

Zhao Chuanming, who sensed something was wrong, did not stop fighting. His figure instantly retreated tens of feet. After reaching a complete distance, he stared at Ye Qijue with an ugly expression.

In the brief confrontation just now, he realized that Ye Qijue's physical body was terrifying, his energy and blood were as powerful as the furnace of heaven and earth, and his power was comparable to that of a real dragon, which was simply unbelievable to him.

After wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Zhao Chuanming's face was gloomy and he cursed secretly in his heart: "Damn it! This person is definitely not a monk who respects the emperor!"

Even a Zunhuang cultivator who specializes in body-building exercises is equivalent to the level of a middle-grade spiritual treasure.

The physical strength of Ye Qijue in front of him was far beyond the scope of a mid-grade spiritual treasure. Just from the punch just now, the energy and blood fluctuations that Zhao Chuanming could feel were probably no less than ten thousand! !

This shocked Zhao Chuanming. His pure physical strength alone could push Mount Tai down and drag down the tail of a real dragon!

It is absolutely impossible for ordinary Zunhuang monks to have such strong physical strength!

Therefore, Zhao Chuanming concluded that Ye Qijue must be a saint monk in the same realm as himself to be able to do it!

After deducing this result, Zhao Chuanming was shocked again.

He knew that the last time Ye Qijue was in the Cangmang Mountains, his cultivation was only at the eighth level of the Emperor. In other words, it only took two months for the other party to break through from the eighth level of the Emperor to the saint realm? !

Breakthrough once a month? !

Even a genius would never be able to achieve this kind of cultivation speed! ?

Although Zhao Chuanming had some doubts about whether his perception was wrong, the pain on the wound was like a bloody reality, telling him that this was the real result!

There is absolutely no way that Monk Zun Huang could hurt him, a second-grade Saint monk, with just his physical strength!

Thinking of this, even Zhao Chuanming, who was used to seeing strong winds and waves, felt his scalp numb and frightened at the moment.

At the same time, Zhao Hailong, another saint-level elder in the Zhao family, was injured when he saw Zhao Chuanming fighting. Zhao Hailong's expression suddenly changed.

He immediately realized that Ye Qijue's strength was probably beyond the level of Emperor Zun!

So he didn't care about protecting Zhao Houxue beside him, and directly jumped into the air to kill Ye Qijue.

After flying not far away, Zhao Hailong immediately took out a golden sword from the Danhai.

This golden sword is five feet long, exudes the aura of a high-grade spiritual treasure, and is filled with a strong evil spirit!

Zhao Hailong, who had sacrificed the spiritual treasure, moved his hand first, raised his hand and dropped his sword, striking out hundreds of golden sword lights!

Each of these sword lights is hundreds of feet long, like bright golden threads cutting through the sky, and the evil energy contained in them makes people feel scalp numb.

The terrifying aura in the sword light even tore the surrounding space apart, creating dark cracks!

Seeing the sharp sword light sweeping in from all directions, Ye Qijue immediately sneered.

He said calmly: "How dare you do anything in front of me even if you are a trivial person!"

After saying that, Ye Qijue raised his fist and punched out, and the Great Sun True Fist shone in the sky like a dazzling Hao Sun.

"Boom bang bang..."

The hundreds of golden sword lights were intercepted by the Great Sun True Fist before they even got close to Ye Qijue, and turned into fragments of spiritual light that filled the sky.