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Chapter 3404

Words:1754Update:22/10/20 20:16:13

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The black-armored man felt as if he had been thrown into a terrifying sea of lightning and fire. His eyes widened in horror.

"Crack!"

The black-armored man did not even have the chance to make a sound before he was annihilated by the palm. There was not even a trace of him left.

"You … How dare you! How dare you kill a disciple of the Divine Yang Sect and activate the Sky-shaking Bell! "The dark-skinned elder's expression changed drastically when he saw Zhao Yuande kill the black-armored man with a single palm strike.

The group of black-armored powerhouses could not help but suck in a breath of cold air when they saw this scene. Their expressions became extremely solemn. They were naturally knowledgeable people. They could tell at a glance how terrifying Zhao Yuande's palm strike was.

Moreover, he had killed a disciple of the Divine Yang Sect so brazenly. This guy was either crazy or had a huge force supporting him.

Whether he was crazy or had a huge force supporting him, ordinary disciples of the Divine Yang Sect like them could not afford to offend him.

Therefore, these guys all stopped in their tracks. However, they did not retreat. Instead, they surrounded Zhao Yuande and the others.

Clang!

An earth-shattering sound of a bell rang out. The sound of the bell shook the void and spread out for an unknown distance.

"Junior Sister, your friend …" Ding Ruoyun's face turned extremely pale when she saw Zhao Yuande kill the black-armored man with a single palm strike. She looked at Feng Yingyu with despair in her eyes.

"Senior Sister, don't worry. Since Brother Zhao dared to make a move, he must be confident. You don't have to worry!" Although Feng Yingyu was comforting her Senior Sister, her heart was in turmoil. She did not know whether Zhao Yuande was reckless or confident.

"Brother Zhao is not a reckless person. You don't have to worry." Lu Shan nodded at this moment.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, there was a sound of something breaking through the air. A huge carriage rushed out of the void.

This carriage was even more luxurious and majestic than the one that the Divine Sun Sect's Holy Son had. Two huge White Tigers were pulling the carriage at the front. The White Tigers exuded a terrifying aura. It was obvious that they had the bloodline of the White Tiger.

"Hmm?" Zhao Yuande looked at one of the white tigers with a puzzled expression because he sensed a familiar aura from the white tiger.

"Hu Xiaotian!" Zhao Yuande's eyes suddenly turned sharp. He remembered that this was Hu Xiaotian's aura!

Back when he was in the Azure Dragon City in the Lower Realm, he had met a genius of the White Tiger Clan called Hu Xiaotian. The last time he was a guest in the White Tiger Clan, he had heard that Hu Xiaotian had come to the Central Continent. However, he did not expect that Hu Xiaotian would become someone's mount.

"The Holy Son has arrived!" A loud and clear voice rang out from the carriage, shaking the entire void.

"This is also the carriage of the Divine Sun Sect's Holy Son. How luxurious!" Lu Shan couldn't help but reveal a look of disbelief, "That carriage is the Vermilion Bird, this one is the White Tiger, don't tell me the other two are the Azure Dragon and the Black Tortoise!"

"Yes, there are indeed two other carriages. They are the Azure Dragon and the Black Tortoise. The people of the Divine Sun Sect call them the Four Sacred Carriages!" Ding Ruoyun gradually calmed down and said in a serious tone, "This Holy Son has just stepped into the Ultimate God Realm and is already ranked on the Windcloud List. Although he is ranked 93rd, he is only an Early Ultimate God. Yet, he is able to compete with many Mid and Late Ultimate Gods!"

At that moment, Zhao Yuande strode towards the white tiger chariot. He wanted to ask Hu Xiaotian if he had truly submitted to the Holy Son of the Divine Sun Sect. However, if he had been forcibly suppressed, Zhao Yuande might have to step in and rescue him.

"How dare you! How dare you collide with the Holy Son's carriage? Die! " An old man with a white beard on the carriage roared angrily as he waved a long whip towards Zhao Yuande.

The long whip glowed with a faint blue light and was covered with countless tiny barbs. It looked like it was highly toxic.

Only when Zhao Yuande got closer did he see clearly that the backs of the two white tigers were riddled with whip scars. Traces of light blue liquid seeped out of the wounds. The bodies of the two white tigers were trembling slightly, as if they were enduring intense pain.

"Die!" Zhao Yuande's heart was filled with anger. He raised his hand and grabbed the long whip, then pulled it hard!

The old man did not expect Zhao Yuande to grab his prickly whip with his bare hands. He was instantly pulled out of the carriage by Zhao Yuande.

Two black lights shot out from the void and pierced through the old man's forehead and the back of his head, shattering his sea of consciousness.

"How dare you!" A man's loud voice came from the carriage.

The curtain of the carriage was lifted and a tall young man with skin as white as jade walked out.

At that moment, his eyes fell on Zhao Yuande, and a look of anger appeared on his face.

"Who are you? How dare you attack my servant? Aren't you afraid of death?" The Divine Sun Sect's Holy Son's voice was loud and clear, like rolling thunder in the air.

Zhao Yuande did not even bother to pay attention to him. Instead, he looked at Hu Xiaotian.

"Hu Xiaotian! Is that you? "

"I … I … I am Hu Xiaotian. You …" The White Tiger's voice was trembling slightly.

"Do you still remember the Azure Dragon City?" Zhao Yuande asked.

"Azure Dragon City … You are that Zhao …" Hu Xiaotian's eyes widened in disbelief. He had never dreamed that the person from back then would grow so quickly. In just a dozen years, not only had he entered the Fortune Realm, but he had also become so powerful.

"I am asking you a question!" The Divine Sun Sect's Holy Son walked towards Zhao Yuande step by step, his voice filled with murderous intent.

Countless onlookers widened their eyes at that moment. They did not know who Zhao Yuande was or why he had the guts to ignore the Holy Son.

"That White Tiger is actually the Hu Xiaotian that Brother Zhao has been looking for! This is going to be interesting! "Lu San's eyes were filled with excitement.

He was looking forward to the scene of Zhao Yuande beating the Divine Sun Sect's Holy Son to the ground.

This guy made people feel uncomfortable just by looking at him!

"It's actually Hu Xiaotian … It seems like this matter … is not that simple!" Feng Yingyu nodded.

"Hu Xiaotian … I know that the two White Tigers were recently subdued by the Divine Sun Sect's Holy Son, but I did not expect them to be …" Ding Ruoyun's gaze was complicated, but she was secretly looking forward to it.

"Brother Hu, let me ask you. Did you willingly submit to him or were you forced to?" Zhao Yuande still ignored the Holy Son of the Divine Sun Sect. Instead, he asked another question.

"We … We … How could we submit? We, the White Tiger Tribe, are extremely proud. How could we become mounts? "Hu Xiaotian's voice was trembling, and his tone was filled with endless hatred.

"That's enough!" Zhao Yuande nodded. Only then did he look at the Holy Son of the Divine Sun Sect, who was less than a hundred feet away. His eyes were filled with a terrifying light.

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