The most orthodox martial arts of the Dragon Emperor Palace were none other than the secret Dragon Transformation Primordial Dragon Technique. As long as one persisted in practicing this martial art, they would have the opportunity to become a True Dragon when they made the great leap in the future.
Of course, this path was not easy. The Transformation Primordial Dragon Technique took a long time to practice. Even the long lifespan brought by the blood of Dragons might not be enough. Moreover, this martial art was more than enough for self-defense but not enough for offense. Therefore, the branches of the Dragons had developed more practical martial arts.
The Greater Nine Heavens Illusion Technique was the Dragon Emperor Palace's secret offensive technique.
When practiced to the extreme, nine cloud dragons would appear, like nine dragons swallowing the sun. It was as terrifying as turning the world upside down.
Even if Mu Zhao had not practiced it to the peak, he was at least at the level of seven dragons. If he used all his strength, he could even make a hole in the crystal wall of the Dragon Emperor Palace. If Shen Zhenyi wanted to face him head-on, wouldn't he die without a burial place?
You're courting your own death! Mu Zhao was secretly delighted.
The Dragons were at hand. He originally thought that Shen Zhenyi's sudden appearance was an evil guest who was disrupting the situation. At least, he was an uncertain factor. It was best to solve it as soon as possible.
Now that he had delivered himself to his doorstep, it was exactly what he wanted.
Mu Zhao secretly used his secret technique. He planned to take this opportunity to kill Shen Zhenyi with one palm strike!
At this time, a young man in bright yellow clothes suddenly rushed in and blocked Mu Zhao's path. He said proudly, "Father, this arrogant person doesn't need your help. I'll do it! See if I can't kill him with one palm strike! "
He waved his right palm and transformed into a dragon. A golden dragon head stretched and shrunk, showing off its might.
"Jie 'er! Wait! "
Mu Zhao was shocked and quickly stopped him.
This good-for-nothing Zhao Jie was his son. Dragons could reproduce, but Zhao Jie had always wanted to keep a low profile, so he only had one son. He was spoiled from a young age and restrained in the Dragon Emperor Palace, which resulted in Zhao Jie's arrogant temper.
The only one in the Dragon Emperor Palace that could catch Zhao Jie's attention was probably Princess Long. He didn't even put the outstanding Little Dragon Sovereign in his eyes.
Mu Zhao was worried about his son as the Dragons had undergone great changes in the past few days. He had kept him in his room to recuperate. Zhao Jie was stupefied. When he heard that there was going to be a banquet in the mansion, he strolled over to take a look. He happened to hear Shen Zhenyi's words, and immediately exploded with anger.
He did not know who the Third Young Master Shen was, nor did he know who the Abandoned Sword Villa was. In his mind, the Dragon Emperor Palace was a place of supremacy. Now that his uncle was seriously ill, his father was the number one expert in the world.
How dare this person be so arrogant?
Zhao Jie jumped out and said arrogantly, "Father, don't worry. This kind of frog at the bottom of a well who doesn't know the immensity of heaven and earth, I can deal with him in one move."
Mu Zhao's face was ashen. He had always doted on this son of his and could not bear to reprimand him, but he was also worried that he would suffer under Shen Zhenyi's hands. He could only tactfully remind him, "This is Shen Zhenyi of the Abandoned Sword Villa. He has amazing skills …"
It would have been better if he didn't say it, but once he did, Zhao Jie flew into a rage.
"So he's the one who covets the princess's cousin? Father, don't worry. I don't believe that there's anyone in the world who can withstand the Great Nine Heavens Illusion Technique without moving. Let me beat him to death, and let Uncle and Cousin Princess give up on this idea! "
Zhao Jie had always longed for Princess Long. Dragons bred and their bloodline was pure, so Tang Zhi could also marry. He had originally planned to ask his father to propose marriage to Princess Long in a few years, but he didn't expect that the Abandoned Sword Villa would suddenly appear and King Dalong Of Zhao would insist on betrothing his daughter to Shen Zhenyi.
Therefore, Zhao Jie deeply detested this Third Young Master Shen who interfered. When he heard that he was in front of him, how could he bear it? He clapped his right palm, and the golden dragon phantom hovering above his right arm suddenly turned into five, roaring and attacking Shen Zhenyi.
The dragon's head was ferocious, the dragon's teeth were fierce, and the dragon's horns were lofty!
Zhao Jie's Great Nine Heavens Illusion Technique had already reached the realm of five dragons, so he could be considered an expert. Mu Zhao originally wanted to stop him, but then he thought that Zhao Jie's words were right — — "Who in the world can withstand the Great Nine Heavens Illusion Technique without moving?"
Even if this attack couldn't seriously injure Shen Zhenyi, it could at least force him to dodge and block. This would be his loss!
Mu Zhao wanted his son to become famous, so he stood with his hands behind his back and supported his son.
Although the five dragons were illusions, they were extremely ferocious. They were about to bite Shen Zhenyi's head.
Cynanchum Chinense was on tenterhooks and almost cried out in alarm.
At this moment!
Shen Zhenyi was relaxed. He still didn't move at all. The wine in the crystal pot in his right hand dripped down, while his left hand held the wine bottle as steady as Mount Tai.
There was only a slight breeze.
There shouldn't be any wind at the bottom of the river.
But for some reason, a gust of wind passed through the hall. Shen Zhenyi's white sleeves fluttered slightly, bringing about invisible and subtle ripples in the air.
Zhao Jie shouted and moved forward, not caring at all. But the five illusionary dragons suddenly seemed to have met their natural enemy. They suddenly trembled and screamed.
"Not good!"
Mu Zhao saw that something was wrong. He wanted to help, but how could it be in time?
The five dragons were like frightened dogs. They screamed and turned around to run. Zhao Jie made his move from behind and was the first to bear the brunt. The five dragons slammed into his chest one after another!
Zhao Jie didn't have time to react. He felt as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer. He couldn't help but fly backward. Blood spurted out of his mouth, and he fainted in mid-air.
The scene was as silent as death. Mu Zhao's face was pale. He hurried over to his son and reached out to check his pulse. When he found that he was still breathing, he felt relieved.
Shen Zhenyi was too lazy to kill such a stupid underling.
He was still leisurely pouring wine, as if Zhao Jie's attack had never happened.
"Someone can actually hit himself and fly backward. This is the first time I've seen such a strange scene." The situation suddenly changed. Cynanchum Chinense immediately mocked.
Shen Zhenyi glanced at her and said indifferently, "The Greater Nine Heavens Illusion is a kind of high-level illusion. If you want to deceive others, you have to deceive yourself first. This person's mind is unstable and his cultivation is not pure. He can't deceive himself with illusions. This is the result. "
He turned to Mu Zhao and said with a smile, "Mister Second, I'm still waiting for you to make your move."
Zhao Jie was like a fly or an ant. Shen Zhenyi didn't care.
Since someone provoked him, he had to wait for him to make his move.
Mu Zhao's face was stiff, and his eyelids kept twitching.
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