Chapter Twenty-Three: Kunlun Forbidden Lord, Only One Person Is Qualified

The Yang royal manor at this time.

Quiet!

Originally, the scene was lively and lively, but everyone seemed to be shot by a cold arrow in an instant, and it was silent for an instant.

One by one, the high-level members of the Yang royal family, with vigilant and murderous eyes, fell on the roof of the manor, that strange figure.

Everyone looked at each other, and their eyes became more and more jealous.

Because just now.

The other party suddenly appeared on it, and then with a wave of his hand, he snatched away the ancient painting of the Zhao royal mansion!

It's like a means of teleportation.

The one who came should be the Grandmaster!

"Who are you, dare to break into my Yang Clan's royal manor!"

"Hurry up and hand over the painting, or you will die without a place to bury!"

It was the second generation of the Yang royal family who spoke, and they were usually arrogant outside, empty-eyed, and didn't take anyone in their eyes.

Fear is fear.

The one who came was just a grandmaster.

First of all, no matter if the Tianmen Sect Master is present now, who in this Jinling City would dare to grin with their Yang royal family?

Just the old patriarch, a Great Grandmaster of the Seven Qi Realm, can make the other party regret what he just did!

Immediately.

Just when the spring breeze was proud, Yang Tianchen, who had just insulted the Zhao family and others with words, and he held himself as the first heir to the next patriarch of the Yang royal family, walked out and pointed at Chu Lingxiao, and said coldly: "What? Didn't you hear? Don't think that you are a martial arts master, you can be presumptuous here!"

"We, the Yang royal family, pinching a grandmaster to death is as simple as stepping on an ant. ”

If usually.

He, Yang Tianchen, really didn't dare to point fingers at a grandmaster.

But what is the occasion at this time?

Do you need to be afraid?

……

But the next moment.

Chu Lingxiao's eyes flashed slightly, and when he raised his hand, Yang Tianchen, who was still imposing like a rainbow and disdainful a second ago, flew dozens of meters in the air on the spot.

Bang!

Suddenly, there was a sound of smashing tables and chairs.

Yang's people: "......"

"Which of you took the painting during the day?"

Chu Lingxiao didn't look at the people below at all, and said lightly.

Moment.

The atmosphere on the field suddenly dropped to freezing.

No one expected it.

Chu Lingxiao really dared to make a move!

Yang Tianchen, who was not far away, stumbled to his feet, and hurriedly hid behind his father, his face was confused, his eyes became extremely vicious, and he stared directly at Chu Lingxiao.

He didn't think that Chu Lingxiao was really careless.

Otherwise.

A grandmaster makes a move, and he doesn't die in seconds?

But it didn't.

This means that the other party is still afraid of his Yang royal family!

Hum!

I thought he was a ruthless person!

That Yang Tailong, the old patriarch of the Yang royal family, the master of the Grandmaster Seven Qi Realm, sat there, still silent.

From beginning to end, Chu Lingxiao was not taken seriously.

For him.

Chu Lingxiao is a young junior who has no sense of proportion, and it is estimated that he is the heir of a secret cultivation of the Zhao royal family.

I just happened to be returning from a trip.

I want to get justice for my family.

But so what?

Today, there is a Heavenly Gate Sect Master here, even if you are a Grandmaster Nine Qi Realm, you can only wait for death!

The clown jumping off the beam is just the right time to add some fun to this celebration!

"What a majesty!"

A sneer mixed with a mocking voice came from Hua Fenghao's side:

"You are the first person who dares to rob my Tianmen things, but unfortunately, it won't be long before you die. ”

The moonlight was in the sky, and on the top of the eaves, Chu Lingxiao was silent, standing with his hands in his hands, as if he had a super master temperament.

can fall in the eyes of everyone.

sneered in his heart:

"I'll see how long you can pretend!"

……

"Young man, have you had enough trouble?"

Du Canghai said lightly, got up from his seat, put his hands behind his back, and walked over step by step, with a transcendent posture of all living beings, all of whom are ants under my feet:

"Enough trouble, hand over the painting. ”

In the words, there was a tone of command.

It was like an ordinary grandmaster, and being able to talk to a worldly grandmaster like him who was above the Nine Qi Realm was already the greatest gift.

Hua Fenghao's eyes were contemptuous, looking at Chu Lingxiao with a sneering look. Shizun made a move, you didn't even have a chance to escape, so don't hurry up and hand over the painting.

"Interesting, it's been a long time since I've met a Grandmaster who has reached this level of mind. ”

Du Canghai stopped suddenly, although his eyes were a little surprised, but there was still a feeling of controlling the audience in his words: "Young man, as long as you hand over the painting, the old man can not only keep you safe, but also accept you as an apprentice." ”

Just now, he launched a mental attack, wanting to give Chu Lingxiao a dismount first, but he found that he had underestimated the young man in front of him.

I can resist it.

To be honest, this is the first time he has encountered such a state of mind.

"Take me as an apprentice?"

Almost at the moment when everyone heard that the Heavenly Gate Sect Master was going to accept disciples and felt jealous, Chu Lingxiao's body moved, and Du Canghai, who had just been an invincible old god, suddenly had his pupils dilated, and his face was full of shock.

That's impossible!

How could it be so fast!

In the blink of an eye, there was only a hair's distance from his face.

A pair of extremely indifferent eyes looked directly at Du Canghai like this.

In the past hundred years, since half a foot stepped into the Supreme Realm, Du Canghai experienced for the first time what fear is.

He was just about to raise his hand and slam ahead, but found that Chu Lingxiao's figure had returned to the top of the eaves again, wearing a white robe, swaying from the breeze, as if he had never left from beginning to end.

Only the faint voice in my ears proved that it was not a hallucination just now.

"You're too slow. ”

You!

When Du Canghai heard this, he immediately felt greatly humiliated.

He roared angrily and raised his hand suddenly, for the first time since he left the Heavenly Gate, he shot with all his strength, but in the next second, he only felt a sharp pain gushing out of his chest, and he spit out a mouthful of blood.

This......

That's impossible!

Du Canghai's eyes widened, and a deep sense of horror surged from the soles of his feet to his whole body, who is this young man!

Just a few seconds.

An unprecedented sense of terror enveloped the entire Yang royal manor.

Quiet!

Deathly silent!

Those high-level leaders who held their own identities and disdained Chu Lingxiao, especially Yang Tailong, the old patriarch of the Yang royal clan who had a calm and calm face before, had already looked horrified, and everyone was stunned one after another.

That personable and dignified Hua Fenghao, just in an instant, his mocking and contemptuous eyes turned into endless fear.

This...... How can it be!

"Master ......"

Hua Fenghao almost collapsed on the ground in fright.

He respected Du Canghai, and the existence of half a foot into the Supreme Realm couldn't resist even the slightest bit of the opponent's almost negligible coercion!

Burst!

Du Canghai was covered with cold sweat, his old face was pale and pale, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his legs fell directly to the ground.

"Spare your life, please your Excellency, spare my life, I am willing to take the lead for Your Excellency, no, no, no, I am willing to be a dog of Your Excellency. Du Canghai's back was wet with cold sweat, his eyes were frightened, and he couldn't even speak.

That's when he found out.

In front of this young man, he was so ignorant and weak.

This moment.

Looking at the high master, wagging his tail and begging for mercy like a lost dog, Hua Fenghao felt that all his strength had been drained, and no matter who the Yang royal family was, his legs trembled with fright.

He ...... What the hell is he?"

At this point.

Chu Lingxiao finally spoke again: "I used to have many names, now my name is Chu Lingxiao, before you die, you can also call me Kunlun Forbidden Lord!"

Now in this world.

There seems to be only one person who is qualified to be called the forbidden lord of Kunlun.

Du Canghai: "......"

Hua Fenghao: "......"

Everyone of the Yang royal family: "......"

When everyone's heads were blank, Chu Lingxiao's eyes suddenly looked at Yang Tianchen, who was sluggish, and said lightly:

"You seem to have misunderstood something, I didn't want to kill you, I just wanted to send your clan on the road together!"

That's it.

A giant palm that covers the sky and the moon spreads throughout the entire Yang royal manor.