This boy is indeed of great status.
He is the son of the head of the Qing family, one of the nine aristocratic families, and his name is Qing Xuantian.
"Xuan Tian, ​​why do you conclude that the demons appearing in Yuanzhou are related to the Yuan family?"
The middle-aged man asked Qing Xuantian.
It turns out that the reminder to the leader of the Demon Subduing Sect was not the middle-aged man's guess, but Qing Xuantian's guess.
"It's just a guess." Qing Xuantian said.
He was very calm, even a little indifferent, and although his face was childish, his expression and eyes did not have the youthfulness and innocence of a child, and some were actually unfathomable.
Facing Qing Xuantian like this, the middle-aged man just smiled faintly.
He is Qing Xuantian's uncle, and he has watched Qing Xuantian grow up.
Qing Xuantian has been different from ordinary people since he was born, so he knows very well that the boy in front of him, who is less than eleven years old, cannot be compared with children of the same age.
Because this is a genius, a true genius.
"Uncle, please go back."
Suddenly, Qing Xuantian said.
Just hearing these words, the middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, and then asked: "Xuan Tian, ​​what did you say?"
"Uncle, please go back. I will handle this matter myself." Qing Xuantian said.
"Xuan Tian, ​​are you kidding? You asked me to bring you here, don't you want me to protect you?" the middle-aged man asked.
"No, I told my uncle about this because I wanted him to take me out of the city. After all, my father would not let me out if I told him." Qing Xuantian said.
Hearing this, the middle-aged man knew that Qing Xuantian was just using his identity to get out of the city.
But the middle-aged man did not mean to blame at all, but said rather worriedly: "Xuan Tian, ​​but I already know the purpose of your trip. That thing is a legendary thing. If it really exists, then it is
It's extremely dangerous, how can I rest assured if you go alone?"
"Uncle, I'm offended." Qing Xuantian said.
"Ah?" Hearing this, the middle-aged man looked puzzled and didn't understand why Qing Xuantian said such words.
Swish——
At the next moment, Qing Xuantian suddenly took action. His small hand was facing the middle-aged man's shoulder and he patted it.
His little hands looked so childish, no different from those of ordinary children.
But at this moment, when he pushed it out from his little hand, even the air was shaking violently.
There was even a hint of panic in the middle-aged man's eyes.
Facing Qing Xuantian's offensive, the middle-aged man did not dare to show any resistance.
I saw a strong wind blowing up under his feet, and his speed was extremely fast. He stepped backwards and turned sideways.
Qing Xuantian struck a palm in front of him, but the middle-aged man dodged it.
However, after the middle-aged man dodged the palm, Qing Xuantian turned his wrist and the palm swept towards the middle-aged man.
This time, the speed was faster, and the middle-aged man had no time to dodge.
With a "bang", the middle-aged man was blasted several meters away.
"Xuan Tian, ​​you..."
The middle-aged man fell to the ground, covering his shoulders with his hands, and looked at Qing Xuantian in surprise.
"Uncle, you can't even protect yourself, how can you protect me?" Qing Xuantian asked.
"Haha, Xuan Tian, ​​I really didn't expect that you were one step ahead of me and entered the Xuanwu Realm."
"It's really God who wants to revive our Qing family. It's God who wants our Qing family to rise."
The middle-aged man suddenly laughed excitedly.
He is at the ninth level of Yuanwu. He has been in this realm for five years and has been unable to break through.
As far as he knew, Qing Xuantian was still at the fifth level of Yuanwu half a year ago.
But now, Qing Xuantian is no longer in the Yuanwu realm, he has entered the Xuanwu realm.
You know, Qing Xuantian is not yet eleven years old.
Normal people can only start practicing martial arts at the age of ten. It is impossible to enter the Xuanwu realm at the age of eleven. Being able to reach the third level of Lingwu is already very impressive.
But Qing Xuantian has stepped into the Xuanwu realm that even he can't step into. What kind of genius is this? This is simply beyond imagination. It is something that no one will believe if it is spread.
"Xuantian, when did you step into the Xuanwu realm?" The middle-aged man came to Qing Xuantian and asked excitedly.
"I just stepped in." Qing Xuantian said lightly.
He was still very indifferent, as if the man in front of him was not his relative.
Facing such indifferent Qing Xuantian, the middle-aged man did not blame him at all. Qing Xuantian has been like this since he was a child. Except for his parents, he treats everyone else with this indifference. He has long been used to it.
"Uncle, please go back, I want to handle this matter myself." Qing Xuantian said.
"It's just that if something happens to you, I can't explain it to your father." The middle-aged man said.
"Then I can only get rid of you." After Qing Xuantian said this, he immediately turned around and ran forward quickly.
This time, thunder and lightning appeared under Qing Xuantian's feet, and his speed was as fast as lightning. He flashed across the plain, and ordinary people could not see him at all.
Seeing this, the middle-aged man quickly raised his legs and chased after him.
His legs are wrapped with whirlwinds. This is a body martial skill that can increase speed. It is also the most powerful body martial skill mastered by a middle-aged man.
He wanted to catch up with Qing Xuantian, and he had to catch up with Qing Xuantian, otherwise... he was really afraid that something might happen to Qing Xuantian. No matter how talented he was, Qing Xuantian was still just a child after all.
But no matter what, he couldn't catch up with Qing Xuantian at all, but was pushed further and further away by Qing Xuantian.
Finally, he couldn't even feel Qing Xuantian's breath, and there was no trace of Qing Xuantian.
"Why does this child make people so worried?"
At this moment, the middle-aged man looked melancholy.
Qing Xuantian's talent is simply unprecedented, and it is the hope for his family's rise.
If anything happens to Qing Xuantian, he may die without being forgiven by the Qing family.
"I hope that the legend is false and that the legendary thing does not exist."
The middle-aged man whispered.
At this moment, he could only place his hope on the fact that the legend was false.
Chapter completed!