The young man in embroidered clothes was called Hu Yiyuan. He was the grandson of one of the Black Dragon Elders in the Heavenly Dragon Sect. He was also one of the Azure Dragon Disciples in the Heavenly Dragon Sect. He was only 9,000 years old, but he was already an outstanding Superior Divine King.
Before Duan Lingtian appeared, only a few people below the Divine Emperor level in the Tianlong Clan could fight him to a draw. No one could defeat him.
Because of this, Hu Yiyuan was not afraid of Miss Seven.
Also, Hu Yiyuan was a lecherous man. He had no resistance against good-looking women. For example, he had pursued all the good-looking female disciples in the Tianlong Clan.
Among them, there were some who got pregnant by him, but he forced them to abort their children.
Because of this, Hu Yiyuan's reputation in the Tianlong Clan was not very good.
Although Miss Seven had only been in the Tianlong Clan for a few years, she had heard some female disciples mention Hu Yiyuan. When those female disciples mentioned Hu Yiyuan, they would frown and show disgust.
"Seventh Junior Sister, if you want to spar with me, as your Senior Brother, I won't refuse."
Hu Yiyuan was still smiling brightly.
"Senior Brother Hu!"
At this time, a group of Tianlong Clan disciples who were following behind could not stand it anymore. An inner sect disciple who was quite strong stepped forward and said with a slight frown, "We came here on a mission. If you and Miss Seven want to spar, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future."
"Now, if either of you is injured in the spar, you won't be the only ones who will suffer. We will suffer as well."
As soon as the inner sect disciple spoke, a group of people immediately echoed his words.
Not only were there people persuading Hu Yiyuan, but many others were also persuading Miss Seven.
In the end, the two of them did not fight. Even Hu Yiyuan was afraid of angering the crowd.
"Show some respect. Otherwise, I won't let you off even if I'm punished by the sect."
The Seventh Young Lady coldly swept a glance at Hu Yiyuan, causing the smile on Hu Yiyuan's face to become even more radiant. As his gaze shot out, waves of scorching flames burned within it.
This woman was really arrogant.
However, the more arrogant she was, the more interesting it was.
If the woman was easy to get, it would be meaningless.
"Seventh Junior Sister, there will be a day when you will wish that I would take a few more glances at you."
Hu Yiyuan grinned.
"In your dreams!"
Miss Seven sneered disdainfully.
At the same time, a purple figure involuntarily appeared in her mind …
Ever since she had entered the Tianlong Clan, other than Xue Haichuan, he was the only other person who had looked at her with a gaze as tranquil as an ancient well.
They were both men, so why was there such a big difference?
Sure enough, Mother was right. There were no good men in this world!
…
Duan Lingtian continued to wander around the battlefield of the God Kings of the Tianlong Clan ever since he worked with them to destroy the Supreme First Sect's team.
During this process, he encountered a few more groups of God Kings from the Tianlong Clan.
In addition, he also encountered two disciples of the Supreme First Sect's God Kings. The two of them were together, and it was obvious that they had entered the battlefield of the Supreme First Sect after the opening of the Emperor Battle Plane.
When Duan Lingtian discovered these two disciples of the Supreme First Sect, a team from the Tianlong Clan had also discovered them.
They wanted to compete with Duan Lingtian, but in the face of Duan Lingtian's profound teleportation, they were still half a beat too slow.
Duan Lingtian successfully obtained the spoils of war left behind by the two Supreme First Sect disciples and left.
The people from the Tianlong Clan could only shake their heads and sigh at their bad luck. They had not discovered the two people first and were responsible for killing them.
As for the fact that Duan Ling Tian had killed the two of them first, they did not say anything even though they were a little unwilling.
Not to mention Duan Lingtian's extraordinary status in the Tianlong Clan, Duan Lingtian's current strength was so strong that they may not be able to do anything to him.
"Really unlucky to encounter Duan Lingtian."
"If it weren't for Duan Lingtian, those two people would have been our prey."
… …
Even after many days, there were still many people from the Tianlong Clan who had been robbed by Duan Lingtian.
Of course, the reason they were complaining was because it was too boring.
Ever since they were devoured by Duan Ling Tian, they had not encountered a single Greater One Sect's disciple. "Have all the Greater One Sect's disciples gone into hiding?"
"Even if it's a lone Supreme First Sect disciple, we don't mind... can't one appear?"
"It feels like our luck ran out that day, and the prey of that day has not been hunted by us."
… …
A group of people broke through the air. While they were bored, many people also began to communicate. In a few words, they were all complaining about why they had not encountered a Supreme First Sect disciple for so many days.
And perhaps their prayers had worked.
Ten days later, they finally encountered a Supreme First Sect disciple.
A lone Supreme First Sect disciple.
This Supreme First Sect disciple was standing over a dangerous peak in a mountain range, watching them from afar. Until they approached and surrounded him, there was still no movement.
It was like he was stupid.
"The few of you who are good at the law of space, disrupt the space, lest he is good at the law of space and teleport away."
The leading disciple of the Tianlong Clan bluntly ordered.
Suddenly, the several people of the Tianlong Clan who were good at the law of space began to disrupt the surrounding space, making it impossible for the people in the surrounding space to teleport.
At this moment, the 32 disciples of the Tianlong Clan were almost standing in all directions, surrounding the Supreme First Sect disciple in front of them.
This Supreme First Sect disciple, dressed in a snow-white robe, had a handsome face. Facing the disciples of the Tianlong Clan surrounding him, there was still a calm expression on his face.
A moment later, when the divine power of many Tianlong Clan disciples was rising, ready to move, the Supreme First Sect disciple opened his mouth, his tone cold and indifferent. "If you can provide the whereabouts of Duan Lingtian, I won't kill you."
These words stunned all the disciples of the Tianlong Clan.
A moment later, the crowd came back to their senses. When they looked at the Supreme First Sect disciple again, there was a change in their eyes. There was more fear and concern.
Under normal circumstances, encountering such an insolent person, they would certainly think the other party was arrogant.
But now, seeing that the other party had not changed his expression from beginning to end, and when he spoke, there was not the slightest sign of lack of confidence...
In their minds, a name flashed almost at the same time.
"You are Ximen Longxiang?!"
When the leading disciple of the Tianlong Clan looked again at the white-clothed youth in front of him, his face was incomparably solemn.
Although he was one of the best among the upper God Kings of the Tianlong Clan, except for Duan Lingtian, he did not think that there was anyone in the God King realm who could defeat him.
But, in the face of Ximen Longxiang, he still had to be wary.
A thousand years ago, when Ximen Longxiang was only a middle God King, he had defeated all the God Kings of the Tianlong Clan below the God Emperor realm, and there was no lack of people who were not weaker than him.
In other words, in a one-on-one fight, the Ximen Longxiang of a thousand years ago may be able to defeat him now.
And now, a thousand years had passed, and with Ximen Longxiang's talent, there was almost no suspense in breaking through to the upper God King realm.
In addition, the other party's comprehension was not bad, and perhaps his attainments in the law of wind had deepened.
"Ximen Longxiang!"
In fact, the group of Tianlong Clan disciples present, when the white-clothed youth calmly threatened them, had vaguely guessed the other party's identity from his clothes.
Ximen Longxiang, the top genius of the younger generation of the Greater One Sect, liked to wear white, had a handsome appearance, sword-like eyebrows, and a superior temperament.
The white-clothed youth in front of them matched all of them.
Coupled with his unquestionable confidence, they all felt that the person in front of them was most likely Ximen Longxiang of the Greater One Sect!
"Yes."
The white-clothed youth, Ximen Longxiang, raised his head and glanced indifferently at the leading disciple of the Tianlong Clan. "If you want to live, provide Duan Lingtian's current whereabouts.
If you can't provide it, or don't know, then this will be your burial ground. "
Ximen Longxiang's voice fell, and his tone was still indifferent, as if he was talking about an insignificant matter.
The faces of the people of the Tianlong Clan changed.
"Ximen Longxiang."
The leading disciple of the Tianlong Clan had a gloomy and ugly expression. "I know you're very strong, and we even gathered so many people to join forces because we know you've entered the battlefield of the Divine King."
"But … if you think you can kill us all by yourself, I'm afraid you're dreaming."
"You can either leave now, or stay here."
As the leading disciple of the Tianlong Clan finished speaking, he raised his hand, and the group of Tianlong Clan disciples surrounding Ximen Longxiang immediately stepped aside to make a path.
If they could avoid fighting, they would rather watch Ximen Longxiang leave.
After all, once they fought, even if they could defeat or even kill Ximen Longxiang, many of them would certainly die.
This was not what they wanted to see.
After all, no one knew who would die.
Everyone was worried about themselves.
"I gave you a chance."
Ximen Longxiang had no intention of leaving. "But since you don't cherish it, then you can be buried here."
As his voice fell, bursts of cyan aura wrapped around Ximen Longxiang's body and swept up. In the blink of an eye, it had formed a tornado emitting a terrifying aura of destruction. Some of the Tianlong Clan disciples who were closer were oppressed by the aura and retreated repeatedly.
Some of the disciples with lower cultivation were blown away by the oncoming wind. Those who did not resist were fine, as they moved with the wind. Those who resisted were basically injured, and blood wildly spurted from their mouths.
"Attack!! Kill him!! "
The leading disciple of the Tianlong Clan shouted with a grave expression, "High Divine Kings, all of you go forward and surround him. Attack with all your strength, don't hold back. Medium Divine Kings, interfere from behind. "
"Kill him with all your strength! If we drag this out, we'll be defeated one by one. At that time, no one can think of leaving alive! "
"If we fight with our lives on the line, there's still a chance of survival … If we cower, we'll definitely die!"
As the voice of the Tianlong Clan disciple fell, he took the lead and rushed out. His momentum was like a rainbow, like a god of war.
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