Supreme Dragon Soul

Zhang Lian...

Hearing this name, Luo Cheng immediately remembered the days when he first entered Xuanyuan Sect and worked as a errand disciple at Ziyun Peak.

At that time, he had awakened a useless martial soul and offended the Prince Hall.

Everyone regarded him as a plague god and kept a distance from him.

Only Zhang Lian had a good relationship with him and helped him a lot.

After the Qingyun Trial, Luo Cheng successfully entered the outer sect and originally planned to find time to meet Zhang Lian.

But too many things happened later and he was busy practicing, so the two never met again.

But he didn't expect to hear news about Zhang Lian at this time.

The round-faced girl saw that Luo Cheng didn't speak, thinking that she had offended Luo Cheng, and subconsciously took a step back, her lips pale.

A female companion next to her hurriedly apologized:

"Brother Luo Cheng, Lu Xuan was just in a hurry. If there is any collision, please forgive me."

The status of errand disciples in the sect is at the bottom, and the consequences of angering an outer disciple are often very serious.

Luo Cheng shook his head: "You don't need to be nervous. Tell me, what happened? What happened to Zhang Lian?"

The round-faced girl Lu Xuan was stunned to see Luo Cheng so kind, and then she mustered up the courage to say:

"Senior Brother Zhang Lian will be expelled from the sect by them!"

Luo Cheng frowned and his tone became low.

"What happened?"

Seeing that the other party was hesitant to speak, Luo Cheng said again:

"You two follow me to Ziyun Peak! We will talk on the way."

Luo Cheng took the lead and walked towards Ziyun Peak.

Lu Xuan and the others looked at the outer sect elders on the side, and seeing that the other party did not object, they hurriedly followed.

The outer sect elder just came back to his senses at this moment, looking at Luo Cheng's back, muttering:

"Luo Cheng is not dead! I heard that Linjiang City Pavilion Master Luo Yao is of extraordinary status, and the other party personally escorted him back to the sect, could it be..."

Seeing Luo Cheng walking further and further away, his face changed, and he said in surprise:

"This may cause a big mess!"

"You guys guard the mountain gate well!"

After giving the order, the outer sect elder hurriedly walked into the sect.

On the way, Luo Cheng listened to Lu Xuan's narration of the whole thing, and his face became colder and colder.

He didn't expect it.

The whole thing was still caused by him.

Since the end of the three sects martial arts competition, the news that he was hunted by the blood eagle came back.

The people of the Prince Hall thought that he had been killed by the blood eagle and died without a burial place!

Under the instruction of the eighth prince Jin Min, no one even mentioned that Luo Cheng won the first place in the three sects martial arts competition for Xuanyuan Sect.

Many members of the Prince Hall followed suit and began to settle everything about Luo Cheng.

Zhang Lian had always been proud of knowing Luo Cheng, and because they had a good relationship, he was also targeted.

In the past half month, people have been constantly looking for trouble with Zhang Lian.

At first, it was just verbal ridicule and insults.

Recently, it has become more and more intense!

After listening carefully, Luo Cheng sneered.

"Haha, it seems that these people think I can't come back. Unfortunately, they made a wrong wishful calculation!"

"Don't worry, I will definitely seek justice for Zhang Lian today. Let's see who is dissatisfied with me."

The two female disciples were moved and scared when they heard these words.

Menial disciples cannot be considered disciples of the sect.

Few people care about their life or death.

Lu Xuan said nervously: "Brother Luo Cheng, don't be too impulsive. As far as I know, there are elders supporting Zhang Lian, and they are from the Prince Hall..."

"I know what to do."

Luo Cheng smiled faintly, but his eyes were extremely cold, and he quickened his pace to Ziyun Peak.

At the foot of Ziyun Peak.

A skinny horse pulled a dilapidated cart and moved slowly forward.

On the cart lay a young man with bandages wrapped around his hands and feet and a bruised face. It was Zhang Lian.

In front of him, a middle-aged man with simple clothes and gray hair was pulling a skinny horse forward.

The middle-aged man was Zhang Lian's father, Zhang Keshan.

Cough!

The cart passed a gravel path, and the bumps caused Zhang Lian to cough violently.

Zhang Keshan hurriedly held the horse's head and said with some self-blame:

"Lian'er, are you okay?"

Zhang Lian shook his head and looked at the face that should have been in its prime but was now full of frost. He clenched his fists secretly and his eyes were red.

Zhang Lian knew that his father had been hunting from dawn to dusk for him to successfully break through the Tongxuan realm within three years. He had never rested for a day, just to earn more wealth and buy elixirs for him...

He worked hard to practice, hoping to become an outer disciple one day.

He lived up to his father's expectations and made his father proud of him.

But now...

"Father, it's all my fault for being useless..."

Zhang Lian gritted his teeth.

Zhang Keshan endured the grief and smiled, "It's good that he's fine."

Looking at his father's smile, Zhang Lian could no longer control his emotions and burst into tears.

"Hehe, I was wondering who was crying. It turned out to be you, useless guy! Are you crying for Luo Cheng?"

A few sneers came from not far away.

A few errand disciples approached, with undisguised sarcastic smiles on their faces.

"Zhang Lian, you are now at the fourth level of the Transcendent Realm. There is still one year left. You have the opportunity to break through the Profound Realm and become an outer disciple. Where are you going?"

"Yes, maybe with good luck, you can also enter the outer sect like Luo Cheng and dominate the world."

"Then don't we have to call him senior brother?"

"Hahaha!"

The five people were fifteen or sixteen years old, and they were mercilessly sarcastic.

Zhang Lian was so angry that he trembled all over and hurriedly wiped away the tears on his face.

Zhang Keshan protected Zhang Lian behind him and pleaded:

"Everyone, you are all from the same sect. Zhang Lian has decided to leave Xuanyuan Sect. Why are you still so aggressive? Let him go."

Hearing this, the five people looked at him.

"You are just a useless old mortal. You have nothing to do here. Stay away!"

A tall errand disciple snorted coldly, very impatient, and swung Zhang Keshan so hard that he staggered and almost fell down.

"Father!"

Zhang Lian was horrified and stood up in a hurry, "You! Don't do this, he is just an ordinary person. I was wrong about what happened before! I apologize to you! Don't mess around!"

"Haha! Do you know you are wrong now?"

The tall young man Chen Yu walked to the front of the car with a sneer on his face, pressed Zhang Lian's bandaged leg, and said with a smile:

"I thought you were like Luo Cheng, a hard-headed man who was not afraid of anything."

Zhang Lian was sweating profusely from the pain, and gritted his teeth and said: "If you are not satisfied, come to me, don't embarrass my father."

Chen Yu sneered: "You are quite patient. In fact, you did nothing wrong. It was only Luo Cheng who was wrong..."

"He is an enemy of the Prince's Hall and killed Qi Guyun, the cousin of the eighth prince Jin Min. Elder Wen said that no one related to him will have a good life."

"Elder Wen asked us to treat you well. If you leave like this, where can we get the reward money in the future?"

"Let him go!" An angry shout exploded.

Then.

Chila!

A cold light slashed towards Chen Yu.

Chen Yu hurriedly flew back, and the cold wind blew across his face.

Zhang Keshan raised a hunting knife and stood in front of Zhang Lian, panting and glaring:

"Whoever dares to come over, I will fight to the death!"

Chen Yu glanced at the torn hem, his face darkened: "You old thing, you are really looking for death!"

"Father! Go away!"

Zhang Lian shouted anxiously.

Zhang Keshan's martial soul has not awakened, he is just a mortal with a stronger physique.

Chen Yu is a fifth-level warrior in the Transcendent Realm, with the power of five tigers!

If you touch him, you will be injured, and if you touch him, you will die!

"Still want to leave? Lie down!"

Chen Yu's face was ferocious, and he rushed directly towards Zhang Keshan, punching like a cannonball.

Whoosh!

A gust of wind blew.

Then.

"Pa!"

A very loud slap sounded.

Everyone saw that Chen Yu's body, which had just rushed out, flew up like a broken sack, spit out a mouthful of blood full of teeth in the air, and fell heavily and flew more than ten meters away!