Urban Madness

Long Xin looked at the two people in the sky with a calm expression, and he had probably guessed what Kong Xuan was thinking.

"If the old man guesses correctly, Kong Xuan may have taken a fancy to Zhang Tian's aptitude, and this time may be a test."

"Try?"

"That's right, if Zhang Tian can really get Kong Xuan's inheritance, it would be his luck as a kid."

"Although Kong Xuan has a bad temper, his peak strength is indeed not to be underestimated. I am afraid that he is not much better than this old man."

Long Xin rarely gave Kong Xuan a positive evaluation. After all, if he didn't have Xeon strength, how would he dare to clamor with his second elder of the Heavenly Secret faction?

Ye Fan nodded thoughtfully, it seemed that he still had a lot to learn.

The battle above was fierce. Fortunately, before the war started, Long Xin created a spiritual shield for the heaven and earth, isolating everything from the outside world.

Otherwise, the battle between these two sword cultivators may cause unnecessary trouble.

I don't know how long it took, the battle above finally came to an end, and the two slowly fell into the camp.

Kong Xuan still had an indifferent expression, without the slightest fluctuation, and the gray-white Taoist robe was not stained with dust.

But Zhang Tian's situation is not so optimistic. His robes are somewhat damaged, his qi is very disordered, and the look in his eyes is shocking.

Although Kong Xuan was only one level higher than himself, the strength he showed shocked him.

This may be Kong Xuan's control of the timing of the battle and the situation on the battlefield. This is not something that can be determined by pure realm.

"The boy's strength is not bad, he is worthy of the title of a sword cultivator."

"After our trip to the Netherland is completed, we will have time to send you to Tianji to teach you some secrets of swordsmanship."

Although Kong Xuan's remarks are unremarkable, if the disciples of the Tianji faction heard it, they would be shocked and pale.

You must know that Kong Xuan is the elder with the highest vision in the Tianji sect. After so many years, he has never recruited a closed disciple.

Of course, with the exception of Ye Fan, that was forcibly taken away by the headmaster Bai Yu.

Just as Long Xin had guessed, he really took a fancy to Zhang Tian's aptitude.

Zhang Tian's aptitude is against the sky, and as long as he is polished with time, his future accomplishments are likely to surpass his own.

In this case, I might as well be a favored person and help him, maybe there will be two Immortal Venerables of the Sword Dao in the Big Dipper Star Region.

After listening to Kong Xuan's words, Zhang Tian froze in place as if he had been electrocuted. He didn't expect Kong Xuan to mean this.

"What are you still doing here? Why don't you agree quickly, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"

The black-clothed fifth man touched Zhang Tian with his elbow, and Zhang Tian came to his senses.

"Thank you elder."

"Okay, okay, I won't say that much now. The premise of guiding you will have to wait until I return safely from the Netherland."

"Since you want to go together, let's go with you! After you go, you can take care of each other."

"good!"

After this episode, several people then embarked on the journey to the Netherland again.

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In the wild world, the holy son of Qilin and the holy son of Jiaolong stood side by side in the cave of the holy master of the demon clan, and beside him were the man in sackcloth and the girl in red.

"Okay, my holy master! You have to decide for me. I have already been bullied to the top by those human race cultivators!"

"You don't know! Those Human Race cultivators are so arrogant, they are not only disrespectful to us, but also greeted the accomplices of the Tianji faction!"

"Their accomplices are powerful and terrifying, and they injured several of our big monsters during the battle!"

"This matter can't be ignored like this. We have to get the place back, otherwise where will we put our face?"

The Jiaolong Holy Son became more and more excited as he spoke, and he couldn't notice the look of the Qilin Holy Son looking at him at all.

The Qilin Holy Son really has the urge to destroy this guy now. This guy really doesn't know how to write the dead word.

The man in linen wanted to rush forward to teach this guy a lesson, but was stopped by the girl in red beside him with his eyes.

The red-clothed girl's eyes were deep, and there was a smile on the corner of her mouth. She knew that the Holy Son of Jiaolong might be in trouble.

Although I am not very clear about the cooperation between Ye Fan and the Lord of the Monster Race, it is clear that the Lord of the Monster Race is friendly to Ye Fan.

Otherwise, with the strength of Ye Fan and others, it would have been impossible to escape the wild world.

Sure enough, the Holy Master of the Monster Race pressed his hand and spoke directly.

"Did you stop them? Didn't you see the token of this seat?"

"Holy Son Jiaolong, he is really capable now, and even dares to disobey the orders of this seat."

"Uh…"

This time, the Holy Son of Jiaolong was completely speechless, and he seemed to be a little self-indulgent.

"That... Lord Holy Master, listen to my explanation! I didn't deliberately disobey your order..."

"Okay, no need to explain, just go back to your group and think about it."

"what!"

"Ah what? If it wasn't for the seal of the Jiaolong ancestor, do you think you would escape so easily?"

The tone of the demon master suddenly cooled down.

I really see it for the sake of the Jiaolong ancestor. The Jiaolong ancestor is also one of the top ten ancient demons, but it is still in the ban stage for the time being.

It will take some time to fully release the ten ancient monsters and restore their peak strength.

But now that he has the Demon Crystal, all this will not be far away, and this is also his trump card and confidence for the next battle.

"Ok!"

Holy Son Jiaolong retreated unwillingly, this time he was completely kicked to the iron plate.

The Holy Son of Jiaolong who left the cave slammed into the ground with a heavy punch, and the ground collapsed into a pit.

"What the **** is going on, Lord Holy Master? Why are you so partial to those human race cultivators?"

"It stands to reason that he should hate the human race cultivators more than we do. Why is he talking to them now?"

"Could it be that those human race cultivators messed up our wild world and wiped out our multi-headed monsters, and that's it?"

I really have the urge to want to die, and I can't think of a reason after racking my brains.

"How can it not be?"

The Kirin Holy Son, who has never spoken before, said lightly.

"Don't worry too much, we actually didn't lose."

"What's the meaning?"

"The guy who was injured by me won't live long, his shrine has been severely damaged, and it is impossible for heaven and man to save!"