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Chapter seven hundred and sixty first tiger's mouth to grab food

Everyone was suddenly frightened.

He quickly looked up and saw the crowd dispersing like a tide. He saw a young man in silver hair and black robe walking slowly with his hands on his back.

"What are you? Dare to intervene here?"

A hint of anger flashed in the eyes of the ancestor Huang Ping.

He has a high opinion of himself and claims to be the largest clan in Mingze City, and he is suppressing everyone. How can he tolerate a young boy who is so arrogant and presumptuous in front of him?

"Me?" Chu Jingtian raised his eyebrows and sneered: "Didn't you just clamoring to see me? Now that I'm here, why don't you dare to recognize each other?"

When everyone heard this, they widened their eyes and looked at Chu Jingtian in disbelief.

They previously thought that the senior Zhang Ziqi mentioned was a white-haired old man, but who would have thought that it was such a young man?

Zhang Ziqi also reacted and immediately bowed to Chu Jingtianxia:

"senior!"

"These people are all coming for Baishi Mountain!"

The whole audience was shocked.

There was an uproar outside the court.

Obviously everyone could not accept it. Chu Jingtian was the identity of the "senior" that Zhang Ziqi mentioned.

"He's that senior?"

"How is it possible?"

"This kid ..."

Looking at Chu Jingtian who was slowly walking towards him and standing in front of him, the old ancestor Huang Ping closed his eyes.

"I care about you, senior, if you want to take over Baishi Mountain alone, you have to ask me if I agree or not!"

After saying that, he stepped forward and a sword light that was like a training-like sword quickly crossed out. In an instant, it was already slashing by, slashing down in front of Chu Jingtian.

The terrifying sword light tore the space apart, making a harsh whistling sound.

"Be careful!"

Zhang Ziqi's expression changed wildly and he exclaimed quickly.

But it was too late for him to stop him. Old Ancestor Huang Ping made up his mind to kill the chicken to warn the monkey. He made an absolute killer move when he took action, and it was impossible to give anyone a chance to rescue him.

"So strong!"

The one-armed ancestor Qian Jianfeng took a breath of air, his face full of fear.

With this knife, he felt that his empty cuff was aching faintly!

"What a fierce knife!"

Many ancestors all lost their beauty.

They originally believed that after decades of hard practice, they were no longer inferior to the ancestor Huang Ping, but the other party's unreserved sword completely cut off the arrogance in their hearts.

"Can you block this knife?"

Everyone couldn't help but feel a little surprised and suspicious.

Even though they knew that Chu Jingtian had a great cultivation level, they had never seen Chu Jingtian attack after all. Now that they saw the other party's sword, they still felt a little shaken in their hearts.

"Fuck, you can slap him to death if you don't need to do anything with someone like Huang Ping!" Zhang Baicheng angrily scolded.

The stormy sword light in the field had already hit Chu Jingtian's head.

The power of this sword is probably to break the mountains and rivers.

Old Ancestor Huang Ping was confident that if he continued to kill, Chu Jingtian would be seriously injured even if he was not dead.

"Yin!"

A stirring cry resounded.

The sound of this burst of sound soared into the sky, as if it was about to pierce the sky.

In the incredible eyes of everyone, the little black bird, which was not much bigger than a sparrow, suddenly flapped its wings. The two huge black wings that were constantly burning with flames quietly spread out, protecting Chu Jingtian under his wings.

The dazzling sword light that was enough to divide gold and jade and cut the space suddenly stopped on this pair of wings.

"Boom!"

In the void, thunder exploded faintly.

The terrifying strong wind immediately ignited. Under this strong wind, only the existence of the ancestor level could still stabilize its pace, and other existences with slightly weaker strength were blown away on the spot.

The old ancestor Huang Ping's eyes closed, and the grin on his face suddenly stiffened.

"Click!"

In the incredible eyes of everyone, the dazzling sword light broke out in response to the sound, like a bubble turning into a phantom.

In the remaining force under the spread of his wings, the ancestor Huang Ping trembled even more, and he felt a terrifying huge force pouring into his limbs and bones in a blast, like a cannonball that was released, directly passing by

Hundreds of meters of space fell to the ground.

The whole place was dead silent.

No one expected that Chu Jingtian didn't even move his fingers. Just the little bird on his shoulder spread his wings and easily blocked the attack of the ancestor Huang Ping.

Lin Yijian's face was as deep as water. He was proud of the knife just now, but he could easily stop it, but it would never be too easy. As a result, he was bombarded by a little bird. What kind of existence does that bird really exist?

Lin Yijian couldn't imagine it.

Qian Jianfeng was even more impressed.

He could feel the golden lion sitting down, and was so scared that he was so scared that he was as if the little bird spread its wings.

Everyone present was shocked.

They never imagined that the ancestor Huang Ping, who had suppressed the entire Mingze City and laid the foundation for the first family, was easily defeated by a young man by Xiao Que'er. How could this be possible?

"White Shi Mountain is now home to me, who else has any opinions?"

Chu Jingtian stood there motionless, his eyes faintly swept across everyone.

Everyone woke up from the shock and came to their senses.

"Senior, I know you have great skills, but it is probably not that easy for you to take over this White Lion Mountain alone!" Everyone present was a ancestral level existence, so how could he be scared away because of Chu Jingtian's words?

Lin Yijian even sneered: "As the saying goes, a strong dragon will not suppress local snakes. This White Lion Mountain belongs to all the families in our Mingze City. It is probably not that easy to monopolize it just because you want to do it alone!"

"Yes, this senior, eating alone is not a good habit. No matter how you say it, you have to share it!" Qian Jianfeng also sneered.

Everyone also nodded repeatedly and said angrily.

They naturally knew that Chu Jingtian was very strong, but no matter how strong he was, he could not defeat so many of them with one enemy, right? And the knife just now was not the strength of the ancestor Huang Ping.

If the other party really takes action, the outcome is still unknown!

"You guys are so stupid. Do you know what kind of existence you are talking to..." Zhang Ziqi was so angry that he almost jumped up. He didn't expect that when Chu Jingtian had already spoken, these people would still be still

Thinking of snatching food from a tiger's mouth.

"You don't want to do anything, just want to get a piece of the pie in my hands. I'm afraid it's too naive?" Chu Jingtian's voice gradually became cold.

"Stop talking nonsense, it is impossible to eat alone!"

"Yes, if you don't want to share Baishi Mountain, we will kill you first and then make arrangements!"

"If you want to monopolize Baishi Mountain, you have to ask whether the sword in my hand agrees!"

The shouts rang out.

Everyone roared angrily!
Chapter completed!
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