Chapter 23

Yang's Royal Manor at this time.

Quiet!

Originally, the scene was full of wine and conversation. Everyone was shot by a cold arrow in a moment. For a moment, it was quiet.

One by one, the watchful and murderous eyes of the high-level royal families of Yang family fell on the roof of the manor, which was a strange figure.

Everyone glanced at each other with increasing fear.

Because just now.

The other party suddenly appeared on it. Then, with a wave of his hand, he robbed the ancient painting of Zhao's royal residence!

It's like taking things out of the air.

The one who comes should be a master!

"Who are you? I dare to break into Yang's Royal Manor!"

"Hand in the painting as soon as possible, or you will die without burial place!"

It's the second generation of senior leaders of the royal family of Yang who are arrogant and arrogant outside and don't take anyone seriously.

Fear returns to fear.

Those who come are just masters.

First of all, no matter the presence of Tianmen patriarch, who dares to show their teeth to the Yang clan in Jinling City?

Only the old patriarch, a great master of Qi realm, can make the other side regret what they just did!

Immediately.

Yang Tianchen, who was just insulted by Zhao family and others, came out to point at Chu Lingxiao and said coldly, "what's the matter? Didn't you hear me? Don't think you are the martial arts master, you can be presumptuous here! "

"It's as simple as stepping on an ant to kill a grand master in the Yang clan."

If at ordinary times.

Yang Tianchen, he really dare not tell a master what to do.

But what is the occasion?

Need to be afraid?

……

But the next moment.

Chu Lingxiao's eyes flashed slightly, and he raised his hand. Yang Tianchen, who had the momentum of a rainbow and disdain on his face, flew tens of meters away from the air on the spot.

Bang!

Suddenly, there was a crash on the table and chair.

Yang's people: "..."

"Of you, who took the picture during the day?"

Chu Lingxiao doesn't look at the people below at all. He speaks lightly.

Instant.

The atmosphere fell to freezing point.

Nobody expected that.

How dare Chu Lingxiao!

Yang Tianchen, who was not far away, stumbled to his feet and hid behind his father. His face was dazed and his eyes became extremely sinister. He stared at Chu Lingxiao directly.

He doesn't think Chu Lingxiao is really reckless.

Otherwise.

A grand master, he is not second dead?

But it didn't.

This means that the other side is still afraid of his Yang clan!

Hum!

I thought it was a cruel man!

Yang Tailong, the old patriarch of Yang's royal family, who was a master of qiqijing, sat there, still motionless.

From beginning to end, Chu Lingxiao was not regarded.

For him.

Chu Lingxiao is a young generation without proper measure. He is estimated to be the heir of some secret cultivation of Zhao's royal family.

Just came back from a trip.

I want justice for my family.

But what?

Today, there is Tianmen Lord here. Even if you are the master of Jiuqi, you have to wait for death!

The clown who jumped over the beam just added some fun to the celebration!

"What a great prestige!"

There was a sneer and a sneer from huafenghao:

"you are the first one who dares to rob our Tianmen. Unfortunately, you will die soon."

The moon is in the sky. On the roof of the eaves, Chu Lingxiao is speechless and stands with his hands in his hands. It seems that he has a super expert temperament.

But in the eyes of all.

Sneer in the heart way:

"I see you can install how long!"

……

"Young man, is that enough?"

Du Canghai opened his mouth lightly, rose from his seat, shouldered his hands, and walked over step by step. All the people were ants under my feet:

"that's enough. Hand in the painting."

In words, with the tone of command.

It seems that ordinary gurus, who can talk with other gurus like him, who are superior to Jiuqi, are the greatest gifts.

Huafenghao looks scornful and looks at Chu Lingxiao with a sneering look. Master, you don't even have a chance to escape. You don't have to hand over the painting.

"It's interesting. I haven't met such a master for a long time."

Du Canghai suddenly stopped. Although his eyes were a little surprised, his words still contained a sense of control: "young man, as long as you hand over the painting, I can not only protect you, but also accept you as an apprentice."

Just now, he launched a mental attack and wanted to give Chu Lingxiao a lower horse power. However, he found that he underestimated the young man in front of him.

Can resist.

To be honest, this state of mind is the first time that Du Canghai met him.

"Take me as an apprentice?"

Almost at the moment when people heard that the Tianmen patriarch was about to accept his apprentice and became jealous, Chu Lingxiao's body shape moved, and just a pair of peerless Du Canghai, where the old God was still there, suddenly his pupils widened and his face was startled.

It's impossible!

How can it be so fast!

In the blink of an eye, the distance from his face is only one hair away.

A pair of indifference extremely Mou son, is looking at Du Canghai so directly.

In the past 100 years, after half stepping into the supreme realm, Du Canghai realized for the first time what is fear.

Just as he was about to raise his hand and hit the front, he found that Chu Lingxiao's figure had returned to the roof of the eaves again, dressed in a white robe, and moved in the breeze, as if he had never left from the beginning to the end.

Only the faint voice from the ear proved that it was not an illusion.

"You are too slow."

You!

When Du Canghai heard this, he immediately felt greatly humiliated.

He roared, shook and raised his hand. For the first time since he left Tianmen, he put out his hand with all his strength. However, the next second, he felt a sharp pain pouring out of his chest and spit out blood.

This

It's impossible!

Du Canghai's eyes were wide and his heart was deeply shocked. He rushed up from the bottom of his feet. Who is this young man!

Just a few seconds.

An unprecedented sense of terror enveloped the whole royal family manor of Yang.

Quiet!

Dead silence!

Those who hold their own identity and despise Chu Lingxiao, especially the old patriarch Yang Tailong, who had a calm and self-confident face before, had his eyes full of horror. One by one, everyone was stunned and stupefied.

That elegant, magnificent, just for a moment, the eyes of ridicule and contempt, then turned into endless fear.

This How is that possible?

"Master......"

Huafenghao, almost fell to the ground in fear.

His master, Du Canghai, stepped into the supreme realm with half his foot. He could not resist even the slightest and almost negligible threat of the other side!

Poof!

Du Canghai was full of cold sweat, his old face was white and white, and his legs fell on the ground.

"Spare your life, please. Spare my life. I'd like to be your first soldier. No, no, no, I'd like to be your dog." Du Canghai's back was wet with cold sweat. His eyes were frightened and he couldn't speak easily.

That's what he found out.

I am so ignorant and weak in front of this young man.

This moment.

Looking at the high master, Hua FengHao was like a lost dog begging for mercy. Hua FengHao felt that his whole body was drained of energy. However, no matter who Yang's royal family was, his legs were shaking.

"He Who is he! "

By this time.

Chu Lingxiao finally said again, "once I had many names, now I'm Chu Lingxiao. Before you die, you can call me the forbidden master of Kunlun!"

Now in the world.

There seems to be only one person who can be qualified to be the forbidden Lord of Kunlun.

Du Canghai: "..."

Hua FengHao: "..."

All the people of Yang's royal family: "..."

When everyone's head was blank, Chu Lingxiao's eyes suddenly looked at Yang Tianchen with a dull face, and said lightly:

"you seem to have misunderstood something. I just want to send you and go on the road together!"

That's all.

A giant giant hand covering the sky and the moon spreads all over the Royal Manor of Yang family.