The evil Zilong, sixteen years old, second level of Xuanwu Realm, a genius who is seen once in ten thousand years, is the real genius in Xuanhua Sect. In Wuji Continent, the definition of the younger generation is one hundred years, and those who are less than one hundred years old are
The monks who are 20 years old can be called the younger generation. Among the younger generation, Su Yan and Zilong are definitely not strong in cultivation. Among the core disciples of Xuanhua Sect, there are even masters at the peak of Xuanwu Realm.
, those are the real masters of the younger generation, all of them are peerless geniuses, but the title of the number one genius of the Xuanhua Sect falls on the boy in purple in front of him.
There are only a few people who can achieve this achievement at the age of sixteen. His future achievements are immeasurable. Without any accident, he will definitely become a true king and a saint of the Xuanhua Sect before he is a hundred years old.
"Is he the Purple Dragon? He is indeed as arrogant as the legend says. I heard that he is only sixteen years old. I don't know if it is true or not."
"Of course it is true. This is a real evildoer. He is the same evildoer as the one in Lingxiao Pavilion. His cultivation level is difficult to predict. I heard that Zilong once entered the dragon's lair left by an ancient true dragon and obtained the real dragon.
Marrow, unimaginably powerful"
"What does this guy mean by coming out at this time? Is it true that he is allowed to open a hilltop at the fifth level of the Xuanwu Realm, but Brother Wuji is not allowed to have his own hilltop? It's too arrogant."
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On Su Yan's side, many people showed dissatisfaction on their faces. Zilong came out to stop them at this time. He obviously didn't take them as newcomers in his eyes and despised Su Yan. He was undoubtedly indirectly despising them. In addition, he had previously
Su Yan gave them a large amount of mystical aura, and he had a great fondness for Su Yan in his heart, but he was extremely dissatisfied with Zilong's actions.
"Zilong, this is the decision of the Elder Council. Wuji has been in the Xuanmen Gate for half an hour, and has tied with Demon You of the Tianmo Sect. He already has the qualifications to open up the mountain. Don't mess around."
Xu Fengshan frowned secretly and spoke to Zilong.
"Hmph! If we fight Moyou to a draw, is it really powerful? Sooner or later I will kill Moyou, so what about the decision of the Council of Elders? If you want to stand on your own, defeat me, Zilong. Wuji, do you dare to fight me?
"
Zilong's arrogance is overwhelming, and he is attacking each other with every word. Xu Fengshan is not in his eyes at all, and his true arrogance is soaring to the sky.
"This person is powerful, not weaker than Mo You"
Su Yan's heart moved secretly. His keen perception actually felt a trace of the real dragon's breath from Zilong's body. It seemed that what those people said was true. This person really got the dragon marrow left by the ancient real dragon. Really
The dragon's marrow is a heaven-defying treasure. If Su Yan obtains it, he will definitely be able to make earth-shaking changes in his Green Dragon Blade Wood Technique.
"Why don't you dare?"
Su Yan's eyes shone, and an equally powerful aura surged out of his body, hovering continuously in the sky. This purple dragon was so bullying that it almost wanted to ride on his neck to shit. Su Yan entered the Xuanhua Gate and was about to
Establish prestige.
"Okay, brother Wuji, defeat this arrogant guy"
"Yes, let him know that he is not the only genius in Xuanhua Sect."
Upon hearing that Su Yan accepted the challenge, Li Yuan and others immediately agreed and wanted to cheer for Su Yan.
"Very good, after I defeat you, you will surrender to me and worship me on the mountaintop. From now on, you will be my Zilong's subordinate and must obey my orders."
Zilong descended, one hand behind his back, and one hand pointed at Su Yan.
"I'm sorry, I Wuji don't have the idea of relying on others, I'm afraid I will disappoint you."
Su Yan smiled lightly.
"Hmph! It's your honor to be my Zilong subordinate. Since you don't appreciate it, then don't hang out in the Xuanhua Sect in the future."
Zilong snorted coldly, his whole body filled with tyranny.
"Why don't you come to my mountain if you lose? I won't dislike having you as a subordinate."
Su Yan said calmly.
"What did you say? I will lose to you. It's a joke."
Zilong sneered.
“Whether it’s a joke or not will be known after fighting.”
Su Yan's voice suddenly turned cold. He didn't have the slightest fondness for this extremely arrogant guy, and he was not willing to start a verbal dispute with him. Su Yan's momentum suddenly turned into lightning, and he punched him with one punch.
With a sound that breaks through the sky, it seems to tear everything apart.
"Competing with me in terms of physical strength, you are overestimating your abilities."
Seeing Su Yan's actions, Zilong showed a sneer on his face, and punched out with the same punch. On his fist, there were traces of dragon patterns rippling. Zilong once refined the dragon marrow of the real dragon, and his body went through unimaginable processes.
Tempered to the point of being extremely powerful, not at all inferior to the demonic ghost.
The two fists rubbed against the void, causing large sparks to collide with each other with strong winds.
"This Wuji is so stupid. He actually competed with that monster physically. Isn't this looking for death?"
"That's right, that monster's body was tempered by dragon marrow. It's unimaginably tyrannical. I really don't know what Wuji is thinking."
On the other side, the core disciples were discussing one by one. This purple dragon looked thin, but he was actually a barbaric person, especially in his physical body. He was unimaginably tyrannical. To compete with his physical strength, wasn't this asking for abuse? Where were they?
You know, it’s not certain who will torture whom.
Purple dragon patterns intertwined, this punch can only be described as powerful. On the other side, Su Yan's fist, gold and green intertwined, also made people dare not look at it. The two fists shuttled inside and outside the void, and finally struck fiercely
Crash together.
boom!
The collision of flesh and blood actually made a thunderous sound. Where the two fists met, the void directly burst. Under such a collision, the entire martial arts arena was shaking.
The collision between the two set off violent wind and waves. Every wind and wave was like a knife, suffocating people. Su Yan's body swayed slightly, but he was still steady. He couldn't help but be shocked. The physical strength of this purple dragon was even higher than that of Moyou.
, unimaginable.
What was really shocked was the Zilong and everyone present. Su Yan only shook his body, but Zilong took two big steps back before he stabilized.
"this"
Everyone gasped, it was unimaginable that someone could force Zilong back in a physical contest. Everyone, including Xu Fengshan, showed incredulous expressions.
"Why is your body so powerful?"
The purple dragon's purple robe shook, and purple light flashed in his eyes. This purple light reminded Su Yan of the divine body of the Xia family, but the purple dragon was a change after refining the dragon marrow, and it was not the same as the innate purple divine body.
completely different.
"It's not just the physical body that's powerful. It's enough to deal with you in every aspect. I think it's too late for you to quit the war now. If I accidentally beat you to a pig's head and lose your face, it wouldn't be good."
Su Yan's voice was neither salty nor bland, but every word was thorny. The more calm he acted, the more Zilong felt that the other party did not take him seriously. Who was he, Zilong? Who in the entire core courtyard dared to despise him so much.
"If you dare to talk to me like this, I will cut off your arm as punishment."
The purple dragon was furious, and the purple anger was hovering in the sky, whirring like a dragon.
This person's temper is definitely inversely proportional to his appearance. At this moment, Su Yan's words completely angered Zilong. His momentum surged, his body stepped forward, and suddenly stretched out a big hand. Purple mist filled the air.
, as if a heaven-shaking dragon claw rushed out, with a trace of ancient aura, tearing everything apart.
"The dragon tears apart the hand and tears into thousands"
The purple dragon made a deep sound, and the power it erupted was shocking. The sky-like dragon claws covered half of the martial arts arena. Under these dragon claws, Su Yan looked unusually small.
"What a powerful combat skill. Could it be that the ancient true dragon's combat skills are not the same? This purple dragon is too powerful."
Li Yuan exclaimed, and everyone was moved. This Zilong showed such combat skills when he came up, obviously not giving Su Yan a chance.
"Hmph! If it were a real ancient dragon combat skill, I would be afraid of it. Unfortunately, it is just a derivative of you. It has no charm at all. With this big dragon tearing apart, it has no charm at all.
If you want to threaten me with your hands, you are looking down on me."
Su Yan snorted coldly, his eyes were like swords, and the aura in his body alternated between strong and weak.
"I gather all things for Wuji"
Su Yan's voice rolled out, with a powerful aura, carrying the charm of a great avenue. This was the aura derived from the Wuji Dao. The special Wuji Dao aura turned into a dark, bloody mouth, and it actually wanted to kill the dragon's claws.