Failed to escape the tribulation and returned to Earth to attend college

The next second, Wu Wentian suddenly felt a tremor in his heart.

He noticed something was wrong.

The blood in his body is steaming, and the Wentian Sword is also showing its sharpness. Logically speaking, even a great master would tremble under such pressure and be unable to move.

Why can such an ant-like ordinary person slap himself? !

Why doesn't she look affected at all? !

Suddenly, I heard a crisp sound!

"Snapped!"

Luo Yiqiu slapped Wu Wentian again!

"Oh! You old Dengxi, you seem to be out of your mind. You can't even hide when you are slapped? My hands are sore. Pay me the money!"

Luo Yiqiu threw his hands away in dissatisfaction and complained.

Wu Wentian said nothing, and the anger in his heart had even been replaced by shock.

Because he found that he couldn't move!

At that moment, he seemed to be frozen, unable to move, and his momentum stagnated. He could only watch helplessly as the ant in front of him slapped his face, but he could not avoid it.

Even the Wentian Sword lost its luster at that moment.

"This...what the hell is going on..."

Wu Wentian looked at his palms and muttered to himself.

Now he is free again, but the imprisonment at that moment is no illusion!

He has never encountered such a situation in his life, and he is still facing a powerful enemy now. There must be a monster when everything goes wrong!

Wu Wentian looked at Jiaolong, the strongest among these people, with a solemn expression.

"Did you do it?"

he asked coldly.

"belch!"

Jiaolong burped, tilted his head and said in confusion, "What are you stupid humans talking about about bird riddles? I think you are a bit in need of barbecue."

"Miss Luo, did you use too much force and beat this reserve's kebab brain to death?"

"Oh? It's possible! Xiao Qiuqiu is famous for her powerful Vajra Palm!" Luo Yiqiu agreed seriously.

"Bastard!"

Wu Wentian couldn't bear being teased by two fools!

He focused all his attention on himself, to be careful not to be trapped by that weird immobilization again, "You are just an unformed dragon. Are you worthy of being called this dragon? I will cut off your dragon bones today and bring them to you." Forge a sword!”

"What?! This dragon has your hair in its mouth! I am a good dragon, but it has become shapeless in the mouth of your thief? If I don't call this dragon, why should I call you my loving father? I want to take this dragon. Dragon’s bones, I’ll break your dog’s Heavenly Spirit Cap first!”

Jiaolong cursed loudly.

The language was so vulgar that Wu Wentian was immediately scolded and confused.

He devoted his whole life to the art of swordsmanship, and his sect also adhered to ancient customs. He treated others with courtesy, and even in a life-and-death fight, he always relied on his strength. When had he ever seen such a shrew scolding the public?

Wu Wentian's face turned red and he couldn't squeeze out a fart for a long time. He could only point at Jiaolong and tremble with anger, "You! You!"

"What are you? It's true that your dragon father is hungry!"

"Master, can I roast him?" Jiaolong turned around and asked Chen Xun for instructions.

"Oh! Put more cumin!" Luo Yiqiu nodded excitedly.

"Bake him later, cripple him first." Chen Xun gave the final order.

"Order!"

Jiaolong smiled ferociously and turned around, staring at Wu Wentian.

"...What a bastard, extremely vulgar! I am too lazy to waste words with a beast like you, so I come to fight!"

Wu asked the weather so hard that his beard was shaking and his face was so tight that it looked like a monkey's butt.

It was the first time in his life that he was slapped in the face, and the first time that he was pointed in the face and scolded. They all happened today. At this moment, the murderous intention in his heart could no longer be suppressed.

The Wentian Sword seemed to have heard the anger in its master's heart. It vibrated violently in the air and made a "buzzing" sound. Its blood-red body exuded a fierce murderous intent.

Jiaolong smiled as he looked at the men preparing to charge with one sword.

"Although we are all at the peak of the late stage of foundation building, you don't know that dragons are dozens of times stronger than humans at the same level, right? You want to kill this dragon, are you crazy, huh? I will remember it when I roast you later. You can’t eat your brains. If you eat them, you will be as stupid as you.”

"Oh, foolish evil barrier! You are a dragon, and I am not an ordinary person. After I opened the Wentian Sword, I have never shown its true strength. Today, I will use the blood of this evil barrier like you to temper the sword and die here. It is your honor to be under this sword, wake up!"

Wu Wentian shouted loudly and raised his hand to hold the Wentian Sword.

When the two were separated, each was fierce. After they merged into one, an inexplicable atmosphere spread.

It was like two broken mirrors reassembled into a complete circle, everything was so natural, as if this sword should be held by Wu Wentian, as if everything in the world should be like this.

After holding the Wentian Sword, he is a well-deserved contemporary swordsman!

Compared to the day when he faced the siege of the two major sects, Wu Wentian was in a more complete mood this time, his understanding of the sword was deeper, and his fighting spirit was more surging. He was ten times stronger than himself in the past!

If you can ask heaven again to borrow a sword, what about the dragon?

Still kill him with one sword!

As if echoing his call, there was faint thunder in the sky. It was a supernatural phenomenon caused by the sword's intention reaching to the sky.

Jiaolong tilted his head to look at him and smacked his lips, "Huh? Tsk, tsk!"

"You old man seems to have two brushes. The average human emperor is really not worthy of being compared with you. But this dragon also has two brushes, and they are real brushes!"

At some point, he took out two barbecue seasoning brushes from the huge bag on his back, holding one in each hand, looking very happy.

"Shut up, you evildoer! How dare you, a beast, to comment on me?"

Wu Wentian shouted.

Seeing that he had an evil obstacle on his left and a beast on his right, the dragon suddenly became furious!

"Damn it! Did this dragon give you a face? If there was no such thing as a master among humans, I would just slander your entire tribe! You are not allowed to comment, right? Look at this dragon slap you in the face, you can't slap me. Come out and make sure you are clean!"

"Hey, shut up! You are full of filthy words. I will do justice to God today and kill you, you evil beast!"

Wu Wentian was scolded so much that his head was "buzzing". He was afraid that some more outrageous words would pop out of the dragon's mouth, so he quickly interrupted him. Then he put his fingers together and wiped the edge of the Wentian Sword. His hand was After being cut, the blood flowed to the sword, and was instantly evaporated. After drinking the blood, the evil spirit of the sword became stronger, the thunder in the sky became louder, and a war was imminent.

"Yo ho!"

Feeling the majestic sword intent permeating the world, Jiaolong was happy. He finally understood why this human being had the courage to fight against him.

It turns out there is something to rely on.

"The master has a good saying, borrowed things never belong to you. It just so happens that this dragon and the guy behind you have an account to settle. The culprit who has caused me to be unable to break through for thousands of years, the sins he committed are yours. Pay it back!"

The dragon roared, and its roar resounded throughout the world. His body suddenly grew in size, like a mountain range stretching across the sky, covering the sky and the sun.

The huge sense of oppression brought by the dragon bloodline caused the members of the Baijian Pavilion to be pinned to the ground and unable to move. Even Wu Wentian felt this oppression, and the flow of spiritual energy became unsmooth.

"How dare Shu Zian mess with my Taoist heart!"

He groaned, forced his energy, and wielded the Wentian Sword to slash at the huge dragon body in the air!

The next moment, a hole opened in the sky, and a sword that was a hundred times more powerful fell from an unknown place, slashing at the dragon's body.

Wu Wentian's borrowing of the sword was responded to once again!

"Hmph, let's have a good fight!"

The dragon opened its bloody mouth and roared, and the sky suddenly collapsed!

In this soul-stirring dragon's roar, countless members of the Jiange Pavilion's liver and gallbladders were split, their orifices were bleeding, and they died suddenly on the spot!

Jiaolong ignored Wu Wentian's sword and flew towards the sword intent in the air!

The old and new grudges should be settled at this time.