"Who are you calling a waste?"
As soon as these words came out, Bai Fengjiu and Wu Lingfeng rushed forward instantly.
"Ninth brother! Come back! You are no match for him!"
At this moment, Bai Fengjiu and Wu Lingfeng were already at the seventh level of God's cultivation. They were not weak at all, but they were no match for a peerless genius like Zi Qinghan.
"boom!"
Then a loud noise was heard, and two figures flew out at the same time, hitting the rock wall on one side, vomiting blood.
"Which loser dares to come forward to die?"
As soon as the arrogant words fell, everyone in the crowd fell silent. No matter they were disciples of Fuyao Palace or not, no one dared to say another word.
"snort!"
Zi Qinghan smiled coldly, turned around and glanced at all the disciples of Fuyao Palace. He immediately raised his sword and shot out a few purple beams, imprisoning everyone's cultivation.
"Zi Qinghan! What do you want to do?"
"Even though you are the young master of Tianwang Palace, if you touch us... can you withstand the anger of Fuyao Palace?"
"..."
After receiving the threat, Zi Qinghan took his time and winked at the followers behind him: "Catch him!"
"yes!"
"Let's see who dares!" At this time, a sharp shout came from the Fuyao Palace camp. Everyone followed the sound and saw that it was a woman wearing a long skirt with an aloof temperament.
When he turned around, Zi Qinghan's eyes happened to fall on the woman's face. Almost instantly, the anger in her eyes disappeared and was replaced by a look of surprise.
Soon, his tone became softer: "Who is it? It turns out to be Sister Zhiqing... My sister is the daughter of King Beixuan, how come she got mixed up with these low-class guys?"
Lin Zhiqing's face remained unchanged and her tone was indifferent, saying: "My father and King Qingxie have always had a good relationship. Zhiqing is a guest in Fuyao Palace this time. I wonder if Young Master Qinghan might give Zhiqing some face and let them go?"
Zi Qinghan was silent for a moment, but then chuckled: "Haha... Sister Zhiqing is rarely in trouble as a brother. If it is other things, I will naturally not refuse, but I still have use for these people, and I have offended..."
"you……"
"Sister Zhiqing, please take a rest aside! Arrest these people from Fuyao Palace!"
When giving the order, he smiled at Lin Zhiqing again: "Sister Zhiqing, it's time to wait.
, I will definitely go to the Beixuantian Prince's Mansion in person and come to apologize! By the way, let's talk about the life events of you and me..."
After subduing several people from Fuyao Palace, Zi Qinghan glanced at the field again, his eyes full of disdain.
"Who else wants to compete with Xiao Wang for fortune?"
"..."
No one in the crowd spoke.
"They really are a bunch of trash..."
After saying this, Zi Qinghan walked towards the light ball in the center of the altar.
At this moment, far away from the altar, in the darkness, two pairs of eyes were watching this scene.
"Then Zi Qinghan will be inherited! Why don't you stop him?" Chunyangzi said.
Hua Zuixin had a carefree look on her face: "Why should I stop him? If I can really get the inheritance of Tianzun, it will be his ability! Anyway, what I want to kill is just the descendant of Feng Wuchen. As for who this person is,
I don’t really care that much…”
Chunyangzi was startled: "Then why do you still use me to force Chen Wufeng?"
Hua Zuixin glanced at him playfully: "Do you need to say more? In my opinion, Chen Wufeng and Zi Qinghan are both people who have a chance to win the inheritance. It's just that Chen Wufeng's cultivation is weaker, so I can only put some pressure on him.
!But... In this case, I have misjudged the person! But for you, it is a good thing. After all, your friend does not have to die..."
Chunyangzi: "..."
While the two were talking, Zi Qinghan had already walked to the center of the altar, and under the gaze of everyone, stretched out his palm toward the ball of light.
"The inheritance of Tianzun is finally mine!"
"Wow!"
But the critical moment.
However, he saw that the light ball suddenly emitted a strong light, and in the next moment, it turned into a shadow, and he struck Zi Qinghan with a palm.
"What?"
Zi Qinghan quickly crossed his hands and activated the purple dragon energy, and then narrowly blocked the power of this palm.
Being knocked back by a palm, he raised his head suddenly, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes: "Senior Wuchen! Junior Zi Qinghan, I am here to accept the inheritance of my senior!"
After hearing this, the phantom's empty eyes changed slightly, and in the next moment, he struck out with another palm.
.
"You are not a destined person! Get away quickly!"
"Boom!"
The power of this palm was even more powerful than the one just now. Even though he was as powerful as Zi Qinghan, he was knocked back by this palm and vomited blood.
"puff!"
"hiss……"
This scene frightened everyone.
"That is the last hurdle left by Wuchen Tianzun!"
"Is Wuchen Tianzun rejecting Zi Qinghan?"
"How is it possible? Zi Qinghan is one of the Eight Greatest Geniuses. In the entire Qingzhou... no! In the entire Northern Territory, there may not be anyone more talented than him. If he cannot obtain the inheritance of the Heavenly Lord, let alone us?"
"And just a residual force can knock Zi Qinghan away with one palm. Tsk tsk... The power of this phantom is probably comparable to the king of heaven, right?"
"..."
While everyone was talking about it, Zi Qinghan knelt down on one knee with a gloomy look on his face.
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible...I, Zi Qinghan, am one of the Eight Greatest Geniuses! Why don't you let me accept your inheritance? Why?"
"I'm telling you! If I can't get something... others! It's impossible for anyone else to get it either!"
By the end, Zi Qinghan's eyes were blood red and full of murderous intent. He glanced in all directions and scared away several juniors who were eager to try.
Zi Qinghan's words were very straightforward. Whoever dares to go up to accept Tianzun's inheritance probably has the same idea.
But at this time.
"Huh? Is it so lively?"
A cold joke came, breaking the silence on the field.
Everyone turned around following the sound and saw that the person coming was a young man with white hair and a young woman dressed in a flirtatious appearance.
"It's him……"
"The person who dispersed Hua Zuixin's sword energy with one finger at the entrance of the underground palace earlier?"
"Hiss... Tianzun's inheritance has never recognized Zi Qinghan. Could it be that he is waiting for Hua Zui to fall in love? Or is it Chen Wufeng?"
Zi Qinghan turned around following everyone's comments, and when he saw the person coming, a ferocious smile appeared on his gloomy face.
"Haha... I didn't expect you to take the initiative to deliver it to my door! It's good, it saves Xiao Wang from looking for you!"
As soon as he finished speaking, his footsteps suddenly moved, and in an instant, he was already in front of "Feng Wuchen".
At this moment, it was Jiuyou Sword Demon who was controlling Feng Wuchen's body. When he saw Zi Qinghan's punch coming, he did not dodge or dodge. He activated the power of the demon body and the sun fire in his body and punched him.
"Boom!"
The fists faced each other, and with a loud bang, a terrifying heat wave spread in all directions.
Following the force of the counter-shock, Zi Qinghan took half a step back, while Feng Wuchen took more than three full steps back.
Although Zi Qinghan took advantage of this duel, his eyes were full of shock.
After all, the last time they fought, this boy was not his enemy. This time, the opponent was able to knock him back half a step. How terrifying is this progress?
Of course, this was possible only because Feng Wuchen's power had indeed increased dramatically, but also because of the Nine Nether Sword Demon who controlled his body.
This old devil once dominated the world, and his use and control of power was at the pinnacle. Naturally, he cannot be compared with a young genius.
"That's...the sun fire?"
Seeing this scene, the one who was most surprised was Chun Yangzi.
He is a pure fire cultivator. In order to practice the fire method, he even abstained from sexual intercourse for ten thousand years before he could cultivate a pure Yang body. Then he went through all kinds of difficulties to refine the sun fire.
However, Feng Wuchen... a sword cultivator who had no knowledge of fire techniques, had mastered the fire of the sun in just half a month. How could he not be surprised?
"Tsk... Even though he was at a disadvantage with that move, a mere third-level Heavenly Lord realm was able to take Zi Qinghan's move. This at least shows that this boy's physical strength is stronger than Zi Qinghan's!"
While the two were talking, Zi Qinghan had already taken action again, activating the Purple Qi Dragon Divine Skill, and punched Feng Wuchen directly in the face.
"Die!"
"hold head high!"
Seeing that purple dragon shadow was about to penetrate Feng Wuchen, at the critical moment.
"Whoosh!"
A sword light suddenly appeared.
The next moment, the sword energy collided with the dragon shadow.
"Poof! Poof!"
Several blasts of energy were heard in succession, and no trace of the purple dragon shadow left by Zi Qinghan remained.
Chapter completed!