This is what villains are like

The long street, which was originally a little quiet, suddenly became noisy and sensational.

The monks and souls from other major states all turned their eyes towards the man in white sitting in the tall building.

Is this the Holy Son of the Taiyi Sect, now the leader of the Immortal Sect in Zhongtian Prefecture? Did you become famous all over the world not long ago?

Many young monks looked very grave and looked extremely fearful. Just now they thought it was some senior with advanced cultivation who took action, but who would have thought that it was their peers who were about the same age as them.

The strength of this Holy Son of Taiyi Sect is so terrifying, surpassing his peers?

A lot of pressure suddenly appeared in their hearts. When they heard the rumors before, they didn't believe it. They thought it was too outrageous. How could their peers be so strong? But now that they saw it with their own eyes, they had no choice but to believe it.

At this moment, the young monks from other major states all had a creepy feeling in their hearts.

"Sage Jiang Lan has arrived..."

"Only he has such terrifying strength, which makes his peers breathless."

"It is enough for me to have the Holy Son Jiang Lan in Zhongtian State. All the geniuses and evildoers in the other states will be reduced to mere green leaves and trampled under their feet."

On the contrary, the young prodigies of Zhongtian Prefecture were extremely excited and swept away the depression and depression just now. How arrogant and arrogant the young man in blood was shouting just now, how miserable he fell now.

Many people even made no secret of gloating over the misfortune.

"How can it be……"

The blood-clothed young man spurted out a mouthful of blood again. He couldn't believe that he would be defeated by a person of his own generation without any resistance?

"Son..."

The old man in gray robe looked fearful and did not dare to act rashly.

He also did not expect that the person who took action would be a younger generation, or Jiang Lan, the Holy Son of Taiyi Sect who was well known in Zhongtian Prefecture during this period.

"Sir Jiang Lan, this is just a misunderstanding. My young master has no intention of offending you..." The old man in gray robe said bravely. Generally, he doesn't pay attention to the Taoism of the Immortal Sect, but he doesn't dare to make any excuses when facing the Taiyi Sect.

"No offense intended?"

"Who in Zhongtian Prefecture doesn't know that Zhu Yun is my best friend. Your young master made rude remarks first and then killed people later. Since he thinks no one in Zhongtian Prefecture can cure him, why should he stand up and give it a try?"

The sound of chuckles came from the tall building.

Then, a golden avenue extended, and Jiang Lan stood with his hands behind his back, his steps slow, his robes flying, and he was in front of everyone in the blink of an eye.

The old man in gray robe stared at him, feeling a terrible pressure.

He knew that Jiang Lan was at the seventh level, the same level as himself, but facing such a monster and freak, he had no chance of winning.

"Jiang Lan..." Ling Zhuyun showed joy, and did not refute what Jiang Lan just said that the two were close friends.

At this time, her eyes were full of Jiang Lan, and she didn't notice at all. The man standing in front of him with the sword in front of him trembled slightly, as if he was a little stiff and unnatural.

"Is this the strength of the Holy Son of Taiyi Sect now?"

Jiang Yuheng and Xia Jin had already walked out of the restaurant. At this time, he couldn't help but express surprise. He wanted to take action, but Jiang Lan got there first.

But this was good, it saved him a lot of trouble.

Xia Jin looked at the figure in white clothes who was more refined than snow, but his expression was slightly unnatural, thinking of the scene when he was drunk in the warship.

After so many days, the two met again on such an occasion.

"What will Holy Son Jiang Lan do before he is willing to let my young master go?" the old man in gray robe asked humbly.

In Zhongtian Prefecture, Taiyi Sect is a local snake. Even though they are powerful dragons, they still have to be restrained.

"That's easy, let him abolish his cultivation, then kowtow respectfully a few times in front of Zhu Yun, apologize, and then get out of Zhongtian Prefecture. I will let him go today." Jiang Lan said lightly. A smile.

A look of sullenness appeared on the face of the gray-robed old man.

The blood-clothed young man's expression was even more ugly and humiliating to the extreme, and he said in a hateful voice, "Don't even think about it."

"Did I let you talk?"

Jiang Lan glanced at him, but the golden hand in the sky had not dissipated, and pressed down again. The blood-clothed young man spat out blood with a loud sound, and his breath suddenly weakened.

"stop……"

"Holy Son Jiang Lan, the tree is big and attracts the wind. It is easy to break when it is just over. You have to be merciful and merciful. You are young, why bother to make many enemies for yourself? There is still a long way to go. Although you are powerful now, it does not mean that you can laugh. at last."

"There is heaven outside, and there are people outside the world. There is always a genius in this world who is better than you." The old man in gray robe said with a cold voice, his expression extremely ugly.

Jiang Lan smiled lightly and said, "You don't need to teach me this truth. There are indeed many people in the world who are stronger than me, but you are not among them. For now, I am stronger than you all, and that's enough."

"Kneel down for me too."

After the words fell, the big golden hand in the void solidified again, and seemed to really turn into the hand of the Emperor of Heaven, slapping down towards the gray-robed old man.

"you……"

"Too deceiving!"

The old man in gray robe was angry, his sleeves bulged, and then he swung it with both fists. The divine light was shining brightly, and it seemed as if a large golden seal was about to fly out. At the same time, the appearance of the sky appeared behind him, and it seemed that there were phantoms of mountains appearing, and they were about to fly out. Qi Zhen opened this big golden hand.

Jiang Lan's expression was as usual and he didn't even move. His eyes were deep and he shouted softly, "Kneel down."

As soon as these words came out, like the constitution of heaven, the void rumbled and trembled, ripples spread, and there seemed to be inexplicable rules between heaven and earth to judge the world.

The old man in gray robe was frightened and angry, his legs were weak, and there seemed to be endless sacred mountains and ancient mountains above his head pressing down on him. He couldn't help but prostrate himself, wanting to kowtow and kneel down.

The next moment, there was just a plop, and his knees hit the ground heavily with a loud noise.

The bluestone-paved street suddenly cracked with terrible cracks, spreading vertically and horizontally, and the scene was shocking.

Everyone around looked at this scene and couldn't help but feel frightened and shocked.

This young man in blood clothes is no match for Jiang Lan. It is easy to understand. After all, his cultivation level is too different.

But this gray-robed old man is also a being in the Seventh Realm. In one word, he just kneels there without dignity.

"The secret art of Taiyi Sect, the power of truth..."

"It is said that when one reaches great attainment in cultivation, one can truly speak the Heavenly Constitution and command the power of the gods." Some of the older generation monks looked amazed and shocked.

"You...damn..."

The blood-clothed young man looked at this scene and was extremely frightened and angry. His protector was now kneeling here, showing no dignity at all. He was surrounded by mocking and sneer eyes, which made him wish he could pass out.

Jiang Lan is still very satisfied with this secret technique, but it is still not as good as the technique of mouthing the Heavenly Constitution in the Confucian ruins in the original plot.

With the Master's Order in his hand, he could explore the Confucian ruins first when he had time.

This blood-clothed young man came from the Blood Family of Dongyuan Prefecture, and must have been involved with the Blood Immortal Sect behind his back. He humiliated Ling Zhuyun in public, most likely because of someone else's instigation, rather than his previous arrogant words.