Zhu Minglang turned around and scrutinized the two of them.
"Why do both of you have a blue sand mole on your foreheads?" asked Zhu Minglang curiously.
"This is a symbol of our respect for serving the Yuheng Star. It means that we, the descendants of the Sikong God, are the most trustworthy clan of the Yuheng Star Immortals!" replied Si Kongcheng.
After saying that, Si Kongcheng respectfully bowed to his junior brother, Sikong Yuan.
Sikong Yuan slowly walked forward. He was not taking a leisurely stroll. His steps were obviously oppressive. This was usually done when the opponent was forced to the point where they could not escape.
Zhu Minglang could naturally sense the threat from the other party.
"One strike. I will only fight you with one strike." Sikong Yuan's tone was arrogant and disdainful.
"Regardless of whether you can take it or not, this matter will be written off," continued Sikong Yuan.
As he spoke, Sikong Yuan's body had already pressed down slightly. His left hand, like his oppressive steps, was slowly gripping the sword at his waist. At the same time, he was adjusting the angle of the sword according to the wind.
"Huhuhuhu ~ ~ ~ ~ ~"
The mountain gate was between two sacred mountains. It was located high up in the Immortal City. The wind here was bitingly cold. If one stood at the mountain gate for a long time, their body would feel like it had withstood countless sword strikes.
As Sikong Yuan grasped his sword, the tyrannical wind in the gorge suddenly stopped. It seemed like it had all gathered on Sikong Yuan's Desolate Wind Sword. When Sikong Yuan pulled it out slightly, it fiercely pounced forward. It was impossible to parry!
"That's Wind Comprehension Sword." Hoplite reminded Zhu Minglang in a low voice.
"Is it powerful?" Zhu Minglang asked.
"A Heaven-ranked sword technique. After the sword is drawn, nine hundred sword gusts will simultaneously slash at a certain part of your body … It depends on how much hatred they have for you. However, judging from his hand gestures and the angle of his sword, he should be slashing at your chest," Hoplite said.
Zhu Minglang smiled bitterly.
So Si Kongcheng was still thinking about that sword.
Although his sword had torn open Si Kongcheng's chest, the wound was not fatal.
"The cultivation level of the person Si Kongcheng brought over is not low," said Zhu Minglang.
"This person should be Si Kongqing. I've heard Five Sword Immortals mention him before. He is quite a good young man," Hoplite said.
After saying this, Hoplite moved slightly to the side. She also wanted to see how Zhu Minglang would deal with Si Kongqing's sword.
Si Kongqing drew his sword very slowly. He even gave Zhu Minglang plenty of time to react. As long as Zhu Minglang did not draw his sword, he would not make a move.
Of course, this had nothing to do with a gentleman facing a sword.
Walking on the main road, and suddenly someone pointed a sword at you, wanting to fight you to the death. This kind of behavior was very self-righteous.
"You can draw your sword now," Zhu Minglang said to Si Kongqing.
"Where's your sword?" Si Kongqing asked. He maintained his posture as if he was about to draw his sword.
"Go ahead. If you can hurt a single strand of my hair, I'll admit defeat," Zhu Minglang said.
"What a boastful tone!" Si Kongqing snorted coldly.
"Draw your sword. Don't waste my time," said Zhu Minglang.
"You asked for it!" Si Kongqing's eyes were stern. He drew his sword with his left hand, which had been charging for a long time. At this moment, a strong wind howled as though a storm had swept through the mountain gate.
Streaks of sword wind pierced towards Zhu Minglang's chest like silk. There were a total of nine hundred streaks. With the help of the strong wind, these streaks of sword wind were extremely sharp!
However, just as everything was leaning towards Zhu Minglang, a blue Fairy Dragon appeared under Si Kongqing's feet without any warning.
Fluorescent Dragon Fairy Dragon placed its hands on the ground and unleashed an explosive force. Then, it kicked Si Kongqing's chin with a golden hook.
Si Kongqing had just drawn his sword when he was immediately kicked. He fell backwards, and the sweeping sword wind became even more chaotic. In the end, it blew into the sky.
Si Kongcheng was stunned for a moment.
When he came back to his senses, he immediately felt a sharp pain on his cheek. It turned out that Fluorescent Dragon Fairy Dragon had swept its leg again. It was like a huge slap to Si Kongcheng's right cheek.
Si Kongqing and Si Kongcheng both fell to the ground. One of them was unconscious with a dislocated jaw, while the other fell to the ground with a swollen face.
Above the mountain gate, the noisy sword wind circled around for a long time before it stopped.
At the mountain gate, Zhu Minglang stood there unscathed. Zhu Minglang even tidied up his clothes and hair before waving at Hoplite.
"You cheated!" Hoplite's face was full of unhappiness.
"I told you, I'm Master Dragon Shepard." While Zhu Minglang was speaking, the Fluorescent Dragon Elf had already returned. Its powerful limbs could be retracted in an instant, turning back into its original fluffy pillow.
Jumping into Zhu Minglang's arms, the Fairy Fluorescent Dragon took the initiative to transform into Zhu Minglang's warm glove.
Zhu Minglang carried the Fairy Fluorescent Dragon and wobbled down the mountain to patrol the human world.
"Pop pop ~" The Fairy Fluorescent Dragon was also very happy. This was the first jaw it had broken after becoming a Godly Master, so it was quite memorable.
…
"Speaking of which, Aunty, are you really Yu Hengxian? Why did those two keep saying that they serve Yu Hengxian, but when you stood there, they did not recognize you at all?" Zhu Minglang began to suspect that this coquettishly dressed woman was lying to him.
"Alioth, women are supreme, and men are only our vassals. How could they possibly see our face? Do you know why they have the Blue Sand Mole on their foreheads? Isn't it because they are the disciples of Alioth? "Hoplite said.
"Oh, I forgot you have such a good tradition," Zhu Minglang said.
"Don't you dare go back on your words. If someone from Alioth challenges you in the future, you will have to fight them with your sword. Otherwise, how can you show that I'm a good teacher?" Hoplite said.
"Do you Alioth have any swordsmanship that can conquer the world with a single slash?" Zhu Minglang asked.
"Of course. If you castrate yourself, I can teach you."
"…"
Then what was the meaning of conquering the four seas and eight wastelands?!
…
After arriving at the Immortal City, Zhu Minglang first went to the inn to look for Caiyou.
Fang Niannian was not around, so Zhu Minglang had no choice but to let Caiyou be the temporary manager of the Dragon Herders. After all, many high-quality Dragon Talents had to be guarded in the treasure pavilions. Otherwise, they would be bought by the wealthy clans in Yuheng Shenjiang in the blink of an eye.
Although there were many sword sects in the Yuheng Divine Region, most of the sword sects also worshipped some powerful dragon gods, similar to the Earth Sword Sect. After all, dragons were the closest to humans among the myriad of creatures. Furthermore, dragons had a long lifespan and could often be the guardian gods of sects for thousands of years.
There were not many Dragon Herders, but there were plenty of people competing for Dragon Talents.
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