Chapter 5610
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"Since you want to fight so badly, and since my son has just returned, I'll let him fight with you today and let you understand the power of the cultivators in the Shengxuan Continent."
Wen Jinghui casually threw out these words. At the same time, Wen Ziran stepped forward and stopped in front of Shen Yaolong.
"I heard that … you're very arrogant?" Wen Ziran raised his eyebrows slightly as his handsome face curled into a devilish smile. His gaze was clearly calm but one could feel a bone-deep threat and pressure.
Shen Yaolong looked at the unusually young Wen Ziran in front of him and laughed in his heart.
"Old man, you couldn't have been beaten silly by me, right?" Shen Yaolong sneered, "Even you are no match for me. Wouldn't your son be smashed into meat paste under my palm?"
"Then you can try." Wen Ziran narrowed his good-looking eyes as a sharp light flashed across them.
Seeing this, the crowd looked at each other in dismay. They could not understand what Wen Jinghui was up to.
"What is Sect Master Wen trying to do?"
"Although Young Sect Master Wen has gone out for training this time and his power is indeed outstanding among the younger generation, he is no match for such a powerful cultivator!"
For a moment, the crowd even thought that Wen Jinghui had gone mad. Even if Wen Ziran had improved greatly this time, it was still impossible for him to be compared to Shen Yaolong.
"You've got some guts." A cruel and bloodthirsty light flashed across Shen Yaolong's eyes, "I will do as I said and smash you into meat paste. When that time comes, if you want to hate someone, hate your father. I will leave him with a scene that will leave a deep impression on him."
When the icy voice fell into the ears of the crowd, they could only feel a chill run down their spines. However, Wen Ziran only chuckled.
"Master Shen's interests are truly unique. Since that's the case, I will send you to your death in a moment. There's no need to be polite."
"Hiss …"
The crowd sucked in a breath of cold air. They only felt that Wen Ziran was simply too courageous!
"You're courting death!"
Shen Yaolong's palm directly attacked Ziran. The tyrannical Qi force caused the surrounding cultivators to retreat, fearing that they would be accidentally injured by the Qi force.
Ziran's figure flashed and dodged Shen Yaolong's attack!
Seeing this, Shen Yaolong's pupils shrank slightly. He had clearly used his Qi to lock down the entire space. With the strength of the cultivators in the lower realms, it was impossible for them to break free from such a shackle. How did this young boy do it?
However, Ziran did not give Shen Yaolong any time to think. He spun around in mid-air and unleashed a powerful kick!
Bang!
Kacha!
Everyone only saw a sweep, and then heard the sound of bones breaking, but they didn't know whose bones were broken.
"You really overestimate yourself!" Gu Yanran sneered. He didn't need to look to know that Ziran's bones were broken.
With this guy's strength, going against Master Shen was like hitting a rock with an egg. He was seeking his own death!
"You really overestimate yourself," Di Beichen said lightly.
Gu Yanran heard this and looked at Di Beichen. He was a little suspicious. Wasn't Di Beichen a good brother of Ziran's? Why was he suddenly standing on the same side as him?
Could it be that Di Beichen knew that they were no match for him in terms of strength, so he had changed his stance and was now expressing goodwill towards him?
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