C102

Chapter 102 - Butchers

A voice suddenly rang out from above Crouching Dragon Villa, followed by a suffocating oppressive feeling.

Immediately, everyone's expression changed greatly. Even He Feng, Deacon Lin and Dou Haitao had similar pale faces with grave expressions.

"Jindan!" Furthermore, you are a cultivator from high level of Jindan! "

Wang Hao was extremely shocked in his heart. He was puzzled, with the strength of the Crouching Dragon Villa, who would dare to brazenly use the aurous core pressure on the outer sect disciples and bully the weak?

"Hehe, I never thought that the famous butcher would actually be a shameless person who only knows how to bully the younger generation!"

A light laugh came from the inner sect's direction, answering Wang Hao's question. After everyone heard, the oppressive feeling of suffocation on their body immediately disappeared without a trace.

Swish!

A stream of light flashed, and a young man wearing a purple robe appeared in the sky. He raised his head, his sword-like eyebrows were raised high, and his deep eyes revealed a sharp light.

"Great Elder!"

He Feng was the first to cry out in alarm, kneeling down on one knee.

"We pay our respects to Great Elder!"

The others reacted and hurriedly knelt down as well to pay their respects.

Other than one person, it was Bai Ruoxi.

Bai Ruoxi did not kneel down, she only bowed slightly.

However, everyone had their heads lowered, so no one could see what was happening with Bai Ruoxi.

Although Wang Hao had knelt down on one knee, he did not lower his head. Instead, he kept his head raised, because he wanted to see who dared to behave so atrociously in the Crouching Dragon Villa.

Seeing that Bai Ruoxi did not kneel down, Wang Hao did not feel surprised, but his heart became more and more convinced of the depth of Bai Ruoxi's background.

"Get up!"

In the air, the Taoist Master Yunxiao spoke blandly, as if he did not care about Bai Ruoxi's strange behavior.

"Ling Yunxiao, long time no see, your cultivation has grown by leaps and bounds!"

A deep voice pressed down from the sky. The clouds parted, revealing three figures.

The leader looked to be around forty to fifty years old, but he was actually over a hundred years old. He wore a black dragon robe, and his entire body was suffused with a murderous aura.

Tu Bing, the Sect Leader of the Dragon Slaying Sect, became famous more than ten years earlier than the Taoist Master Yunxiao.

The Dragon Slaying Sect, the number one power in the Dragon Slaying County, one of the top five forces in the Wolong Mountains's territory.

In terms of seniority, Ling Yunxiao was younger than him, but in terms of strength, Ling Yunxiao was not inferior to him.

On the left and right of Tu Bing, there was a young man holding a sword on his chest with sharp sword-shaped eyebrows and a cold and aloof aura. It seemed that he was a genius swordsman.

The one on the right was carrying a long blade on his shoulder. His eyes were like daggers as he looked down on everyone below him.

It was obvious that this was a genius blade cultivator. His gaze was aggressive, domineering, and arrogant.

"Hehe, with this little cultivation of mine, how can it compare to the shamelessness of a butcher!"

The Taoist Master Yunxiao replied with a fake smile.

"Haha, this old man has just forgotten to retract his aura when he appeared. You should keep it in mind, you old man!"

Tu Bing was not angry, and laughed out loud.

The figures of the three people slowly descended, standing at the same level as Taoist Master Yunxiao.

Taoist Master Yunxiao asked indifferently: "Speak! What business do you have with my Crouching Dragon Villa? Don't tell me you just happened to pass by. "

"I heard that your Crouching Dragon Villa has produced two outstanding talents in the past few years, who are promising to be the next you. Coincidentally, our sect also has two young talents who have appeared out of nowhere, so this old man wants to have the juniors compete with each other."

"You want to compete in the new generation just because the older generation can't do it?"

The corners of Taoist Master Yunxiao's mouth lifted as his eyes revealed a look of disdain.

Currently, in the Wyrm Realm, for generations under the age of a hundred, Taoist Master Yunxiao was no doubt the number one expert. There was no comparison at all, and those sects that wanted to gain benefits from the Crouching Dragon Villa could only place their hopes on the younger generation.

"Haha, since ancient times, heroes have always been young, and the future has always pushed forward. Ling Yunxiao, we are all old now, and in the future, we will all be young people."

"Enough, cut the crap. It's not impossible for you to participate in our Crouching Dragon Villa's annual outer sect gathering, but you have to show us some rewards!"

Taoist Master Yunxiao raised his eyebrows, and said: "Otherwise, this humble Taoist will not be able to find a reason to allow your disciple to participate. Crouching Dragon Villa is also not a place where you, the butcher, can behave atrociously!"

"This is a bottle of Zhen Qi Dan. There are ten of them inside, just treat it as the additional prize for the first place winner of this year's Clan Assembly. What do you think?"

Tu Bing was not stingy either, he immediately took out a bottle of Zhen Qi Dan s.

Zhen Qi Dan s: Helps an Innate Ranker cultivate. Double the effort with half the effort. is an important resource for the powers in the sect to nurture Innate disciples.

In the inner sect of Crouching Dragon Villa, the value of a Zhen Qi Dan is not inferior to a Innate Low Grade's martial skill, it requires three thousand contribution points.

Furthermore, there was no specific limit to the use of Zhen Qi Dan. As long as the user could endure it, he could consume a lot of them. That was also why geniuses with extreme talent would be able to surpass the Innate Realm in ten years.

As long as he possessed sufficient talent and resources, he would be able to achieve his goal within five years, let alone ten years.

Of course, cultivation did not represent one's strength. It was impossible for a Xiantian master to only care about raising their cultivation. They had to keep up with the martial skills.

Taoist Master Yunxiao did not hold back and accepted the bottle of Zhen Qi Dan s. He sized up the two young men beside the butcher and praised them generously: "That's right, the talent of these two are indeed shocking, and they have the qualifications to compete with the two great geniuses of my outer sect."

"Haha, that's a must. This old man has no interest in making a fool of himself!"

Tu Bing laughed, and did not bother to conceal his motive for coming here.

He was here to slap her in the face!

Show off!

To suppress them!

As long as he succeeded in this attempt, the glory of the Dragon Slaying Sect's younger generation would surely surpass the Crouching Dragon Villa, and his reputation outside would not be suppressed by the Taoist Master Yunxiao at all.

"Is it your business if you're interested? Whether or not you will make a fool of yourself is not up to you to decide! "

Taoist Master Yunxiao said with a cold expression, then instructed below: "He Feng, allow these two young friends to participate in the annual competition!"

"Yes!" Great Elder! "

He Feng accepted the order.

"Sword blade, three blades. Perform well and don't worry about anything. Sabers and swords have no eyes, so killing a few pieces of trash would be fine!"

Tu Bing laughed heartily, his words were unbridled and caused many people below to grind their teeth in anger. They all wanted to rush over and tear him into ten thousand pieces.

However, the difference between their identities and strengths was too great. Everyone could only bear with it and didn't dare to act rashly.

"Yes, Sect Leader!"

Hearing that, the two disciples by Tu Bing's side responded with a chuckle, then their figures flashed, and quickly descended.

Bang!

Tap!

The young man with the long saber on his shoulder descended rapidly. His feet stomped heavily on the stage, creating a loud bang as if he was afraid that no one would pay attention to him.

The other young man, who was carrying a sword on his chest, looked much more relaxed. His figure slowly descended, and the tip of his feet lightly touched the ground, appearing very elegant.

"Me! Gu Sandao, who is at the age of nineteen, with a cultivation of half a step into the Innate Realm, who wants to die first! "

The saber-wielding man stepped out, his voice was like a loud bell that resounded through the entire arena.