You're gonna die a horrible death.
His voice was cold and imposing.
The entire courtyard was crushed by his aura. Xuanyuan Xiong's mind trembled, and his sea of consciousness surged, as if it would collapse at any moment.
Xuanyuan Xiong's cultivation was at the Deity Realm.
However …
He had fused with the godhood, and this godhood was given to him by the Zhan Family.
The Deity Realm cultivation obtained from fusing with the Godhead was on a completely different level compared to the Deity Realm cultivators who had undergone tribulation and condensed their own Godhead, let alone a peak expert like Zhan Xin.
They were both at the Divine level.
Xuanyuan Xiong couldn't resist it at all. This was the difference between merging and condensing his own divine deity!
"Reject me?"
Zhan Xin's voice darkened once again as he stared coldly at Xuanyuan Xiong, "Do you know what the consequences are?"
Large beads of sweat rolled down Xuanyuan Xiong's forehead, and his entire body was soaked in just a few seconds. His body couldn't help but tremble slightly, unable to withstand it.
At this moment …
He didn't even have the courage to look at the letter of challenge.
Those cold and gloomy eyes were too terrifying.
Just as he was about to speak, "Buzz!"
A sword chime rang out.
A sword landed in front of Zhan Xin. Long Fei's body trembled slightly as he said, "It's just a Yellow Springs Sacred Bone Sword, how can you take out such a dowry?"
"Everyone says that the Zhan Family is strong, rich, and has countless treasures. But now, it seems like they are too stingy, right?"
Zhan Xin's aura suddenly retracted.
His eyes narrowed as he stared at the sword in front of him. "Shura Sword!"
"You have a good eye." Long Fei grinned. This was the Asura Sword he obtained from killing the Death God Asura. Its grade was far above the Yellow Springs Sacred Bone Sword.
Long Fei laughed and said, "Even if you have a broken sword, you still want to propose marriage? Don't you feel shabby? "
Zhan Xin's expression darkened.
Indeed.
Compared to the Asura Sword, the Yellow Springs Sacred Bone Sword he brought was indeed a bit shabby.
Zhan Xin smiled and glanced at Long Fei, "Is this your betrothal gift?"
"Are you also here to propose marriage?"
Zhan Xin looked at Long Fei without moving.
Long Fei said, "Can't I? Could it be that the Zhan Family only needs to propose marriage? Can't I come? "
Zhan Xin: "Are you sure you want to snatch a woman from Zhan Wushuang?"
Long Fei said, "I'm sure, absolutely sure. Why?"
Zhan Xin's gaze shifted as he looked at Xuanyuan Xiong, "What's your choice?"
Xuanyuan Xiong did his best to control his aura and calm himself down. Just as he was about to speak, Zhan Xin suddenly reminded him, "You better think carefully before you speak."
"Because your decision will determine the fate of the Xuan Yuan Clan."
A strong sense of oppression came.
Xuanyuan Xiong's expression darkened.
Xuanyuan Lie's body trembled slightly, and he immediately said, "What's there to consider? Xuanyuan Li 'er and Young Master Wushuang are a match made in heaven."
"There's no need to choose at all."
Xuanyuan Lie was very worried that he would suffer as well.
Zhan Xin glared at him and said coldly, "Did I allow you to speak?"
Xuanyuan Lie immediately lowered his head, not daring to say another word.
On one side was his daughter, and on the other was the entire Xuanyuan Clan. Xuanyuan Xiong found it difficult to choose!
Zhan Xin was strong enough to slaughter the entire Xuanyuan Clan.
At this moment.
Many elders and disciples of the Xuanyuan Clan were looking at Xuanyuan Xiong. They were extremely anxious, as if they were standing at the edge of a cliff.
Between life and death.
At this moment.
Long Fei smiled faintly: "You are here to propose marriage on behalf of Zhan Wushuang, and I am also here to propose marriage. Why don't we use the most traditional way to solve this problem?"
Zhan Xin looked at Long Fei and asked: "What is the most traditional way?"
Long Fei said: "It's very simple, martial arts!"
Xuanyuan Xiong was already riding a tiger.
He couldn't make a decision at all.
Zhan Xin was slightly startled, and then he sneered.
The four elders of the Zhan Family beside him immediately laughed out loud.
"Hahaha …"
"Compete with us?"
"Brat, who do you think you are?"
"Are you worthy?"
"Are you worthy of fighting with our Young Lord?"
"What qualifications do you have?"
"Long Fei, you are just an ant that is about to die. You actually want to fight with our Young Lord?"
… ….
The four elders laughed loudly.
Li Yuanba and the Eight Great Vajra were all unhappy, all of them were about to go berserk and rush forward, but were stopped by Long Fei. Long Fei smiled slightly: "I'm just asking if you dare or not."
He stared at Zhan Xin.
Battle intent ignited!
Xuanyuan Xiong's heart tightened, and he sent a sound transmission to Long Fei: "Long Fei, you are not their match, don't be rash!"
Zhan Xin's cultivation was unfathomable.
The Primal Chaos Realm had never lost before, and his cultivation was also above the Primal Chaos Realm. No one could defeat such a super expert.
Martial arts competition?
This was too unwise!
Xuanyuan Lie and the others became excited, "This brat is really a retard, to actually be so stupid as to compete with the people of the Zhan Family, but this is even better. This way, Xuanyuan Xiong will have no choice, hahaha … Brat, you really are a pig."
Zhan Xin looked at Long Fei and said: "Compete with us?"
Long Fei said: "Give me a straightforward answer, do you dare or not?"
Zhan Xin wanted to laugh, no one had ever dared to challenge him before, and said faintly: "Looks like I haven't come out for so many years, and some people have already forgotten who I am."
"Brat!"
"I agree to your request for a martial arts competition."
"Say it, how do you want to compete!"
Long Fei said: "Very simple, two out of three, each side will send three representatives, of course … you can also fight."
Zhan Xin: "Sure!"
"What if you lose?"
Long Fei said: "I'll make way for you, I won't propose marriage to Uncle Xuanyuan."
Zhan Xin laughed coldly, and said: "That's all?"
Long Fei said: "Then what else do you want?"
Zhan Xin: "Your life!"
Li Yuanba immediately shouted, and said: "Old fellow, try saying another word!"
He was a fearless valiant man.
Li Yuanba did not know how to respect the elderly. As long as anyone had enmity towards Long Fei, he would be unhappy, regardless of whether it was a god or a ghost.
Long Fei smiled slightly, and said: "Sure, but what if you lose?"
Zhan Xin was startled, and said: "I lose?"
"Hahaha …"
"Hahaha …"
The few Zhan Family Elders laughed again.
Zhan Xin smiled faintly, and said: "If I lose, how do you deal with me? What do you think?"
Lose?
He had never lost in his entire life.
Now, it was even more impossible.
Long Fei said: "Since you say that, then kowtow to Uncle Xuanyuan three times as an apology."
"Brat!"
"Little bastard."
"Say that again!"
The Zhan Family Elder was instantly enraged, his eyes spewing fire, his aura aggressive.
Long Fei laughed: "He said it himself, I'll deal with him, is that not okay? If not, then change it and let me slap him three times. Isn't that simple? "
The few Zhan Family Elders were about to get angry again.
However.
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