Looking at the middle-aged man who was striding over, everyone on the martial arts arena gradually became surprised, because the middle-aged man, as he kept approaching, the breath on his body became more and more terrifying, and he was rising. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Starting from Fan Xiu, every time the middle-aged man took a step, the aura of the cultivation realm would increase by one order, and that feeling was as if the middle-aged man was telling everyone that his anger was not achieved overnight, but accumulated bit by bit over the long years.

"Who is this person?"

"He just... It seems to be shouting Zhao Chong, right? ”

The disciples panicked, and the footsteps under them couldn't help but regress slightly, and the feeling was as if they had ushered in a peerless demon.

Zhao Chong also heard the shout just now, to be honest, this voice made him very familiar, because Zhao Chong will never forget this, full of angry shouts, back then, if it weren't for this kind of shouting full of anger, Zhao Chong would not have buried a strong hatred in the bottom of his heart.

"He... How did it come? Zhao Chong was stunned, eating and looking at the familiar dish that could no longer be familiar, but there was a trace of unfamiliarity.

Han Xiaowu was also watching at the moment, his brows furrowed slightly, he didn't know if the person who came would do anything unfavorable to his fourth brother Zhao Chong, after all, judging from the angry voice just now, this person didn't seem to come with good intentions.

Why did the middle-aged man come at Zhao Chong? Han Xiaowu searched all his memories, but he couldn't find a trace of the reason.

The South Hall Master, the West Hall Master, and the North Hall Master, as the three strongest people in the entire Holy Fire Hall now, their faces are not good-looking at the moment, and the people who come are very strong, and they have reached the point where the three of them cannot match them together.

Such a strong monk suddenly came to the Holy Fire Hall, and when he opened his mouth, he shouted Zhao Chong's name angrily, he... Who the hell is it? Why?

Qin Chuan, the master of the West Hall, and Han Zhen, the master of the North Hall, were all dazed, and they couldn't think of the slightest clue at all, but Li Jiangtian, the master of the South Hall, vaguely guessed something, but they didn't seem to be sure, which made Li Jiangtian's face cloudy and unpleasant, and it was very ugly.

Compared with the incredulity and shock brought by Han Xiaowu, the shock of this middle-aged man made everyone feel more concerned, after all, this middle-aged man was too strong.

Holy Seminar! It turned out to be a holy rection!

When the middle-aged man approached, the vast aura fluctuations in his body had reached an extremely terrifying level, and everyone felt that only that powerful holy cultivator who was high above could have such an amazing aura fluctuation aura.

How can it be a holy rehaster? It was difficult for everyone in the Holy Fire Hall to understand, because, in the vast Immortal Fire Gate's sphere of influence, among the hundreds of millions of people, the number of holy cultivators was only a dozen, which showed that the holy cultivators were powerful and rare.

Under the gaze of all the eyes, the middle-aged man in the brown robe had already approached, and all the disciples unconsciously retreated.

The middle-aged man ignored it and walked straight towards Zhao Chong and Han Xiaowu's positions, and the two attendants followed left and right.

It wasn't until he came to Zhao Chong's front that the middle-aged man stopped, and at this moment, the middle-aged man and Zhao Chong, who was only fourteen years old, looked at each other, and it could be seen that both of them had different emotions in their eyes.

The biggest emotion of a middle-aged man is anger, while Zhao Chong's biggest emotion is hatred, gritting his teeth.

Seeing the middle-aged man, after pausing, he stared at Zhao Chong silently and angrily, without the slightest intention of making a move, Qin Chuan, the master of the West Hall who was slightly relieved in his heart, stepped forward, hugged his fists and saluted, and said: "Qin Chuan, the master of the West Hall of the Lower Holy Fire Hall, dare to ask the Lord here, what is the matter?" ”

In the world of treasure cultivation, monks who have cultivated to a certain extent, or monks who have a certain relationship, will be called Taoist friends with each other, and in the case of unfamiliar relationships, monks who have cultivated to a low level will usually be honored as adults for monks who have cultivated far higher than themselves.

Obviously, Qin Chuan, the master of the West Hall, treated him politely, but the other party didn't give him face, let alone answer, and he didn't even look at it.

Because at this moment, in the eyes of the middle-aged man, there was only Zhao Chong, and after looking at it like this for more than ten minutes, the middle-aged man spoke, and suddenly asked, "This is your ideal place to practice?" Do you think that in this kind of place, you can attain higher cultivation? ”

"This is my own volition, and it has nothing to do with you." Zhao Chong said with a cold face and gritted his teeth.

"Presumptuous!"

Facing the middle-aged man's angry shouting, Zhao Chong held back his hatred and stopped talking.

Who is this? What is the relationship with Zhao Chong? Isn't Zhao Chong an orphan? How do you come to know the powerful holy spirits? Everyone was puzzled.

After all, when Zhao Chong was four years old, he was brought back from the sphere of influence of the Immortal Sword Sect by Han Zhen, the master of the North Hall, and Zhao Chong said that he was just an orphan and did not have any relatives and friends.

Among the people in the Holy Flame Hall, only the South Hall Master Li Jiangtian was the only one who understood a little at this moment, and he was shocked in his heart: "What's the matter? How could he be a holy cultivator? Fortunately, I haven't had time to attack Zhao Chong yet. ”

"What? Stopped talking? Where is the backbone of my childhood? Isn't your temper very stubborn? The middle-aged man asked.

Hearing such words, hearing such indifferent words, Zhao Chong's head was raised, his eyes suddenly sharpened, and he opened his mouth and said, "Please leave, you are not welcome here." ”

"Not welcome? Where I want to go, who can stop me? The middle-aged man said coldly and arrogantly: "You dare to talk to me like this again, believe it or not, I will demolish this place?" ”

"You dare!" Zhao Chong suddenly panicked, he deeply understood that the middle-aged man in front of him was definitely a ruthless man who did what he said.

The people of the Holy Flame Hall who also heard this were worried, and this person kept saying that he didn't take the Holy Flame Hall seriously, did he really think that the Holy Fire Hall was muddy? Holy Seminar? There is also one in the Holy Flame Hall, that is, the head hall master, a true saint cultivator.

Qin Chuan, the master of the West Hall, hurriedly said: "My lord, the head hall master of the Holy Fire Hall is Di Xuan, the strong cultivator of the Holy Flame, the adult should also know, if the adult really has something, it is better to stay for the time being, and when the main hall master comes back, everything can naturally be solved." ”

In the sphere of influence of the Immortal Fire Gate and the Immortal Sword Gate, there are not many strong cultivators, as long as it is not a hidden holy cultivator, which of the remaining ones is not known to everyone? Naturally, the middle-aged man also knew the name of Di Xuan, the head of the Holy Fire Hall.

The middle-aged man said: "I am Zhao Qingfeng, this has nothing to do with your Holy Fire Hall, and you don't have to use Di Xuan's girl to suppress me, it's useless." ”

"Zhao Qingfeng?"

"Within the sphere of influence of the Immortal Sword Sect, the head of the Zhao family, Zhao Qingfeng, a strong saint cultivator?"

Hearing the name, everyone knew who this middle-aged man was, and at this moment, everyone was shocked, because everyone had heard that the Holy Cultivator Zhao Qingfeng had a straightforward personality and a hot temper, but anyone who offended him would inevitably suffer bloody revenge, and he would never show mercy to his subordinates.

Looking at the tall and mighty middle-aged man with a handsome face in front of him, it was difficult for everyone to associate him with the terrifying Zhao Qingfeng.

"How so? Damn shit, you can't do such an errand. As soon as the face of the South Hall Master Li Jiangtian changed, he was instantly embarrassed, because he almost offended Zhao Qingfeng, the devil, but fortunately, there was still a chance to save it.

In this way, Li Jiangtian, the master of the South Hall, endured the grievances of the baptism of the previous battle, and suddenly said with a smile: "It turned out to be Lord Zhao, we really have no eyes, I don't know what Lord Zhao came here for, if there is any need, please order, Li Jiangtian, the master of the South Hall." ”

Looking at the panicked Flame Hall, Zhao Qingfeng said: "You don't have to worry, I just came to find my son, this rabbit cub, it's been ten years since he left, it's not that someone anonymously wrote to tell me, I don't know that he was here." ”

At this time, everyone is the only one to react, what? Zhao Chong is Zhao Qingfeng's son? Saint Xiu Zhao Qingfeng is Zhao Chong's father?

It was like a thunderbolt from the sky, everyone couldn't believe it, and they couldn't believe that Zhao Chong, who had always been looked down upon by everyone, was actually the son of Zhao Qingfeng, a dignified saint cultivator.

Especially those disciples who had a festival with Zhao Chong, they were even more scared and worried, Nima, your Lao Tzu is a holy cultivator, you said earlier, isn't your kid a person who is going to die...

Han Xiaowu kept watching quietly, and Xiao Hei didn't speak, because both of them felt it, there must be something hidden in this, otherwise, in ten years, it would be impossible for Zhao Chong not to reveal his true identity to a few good brothers.

And Zhao Chong himself suddenly remembered what Huai Yu had said at the door of his third brother Han Xiaowu's room a month ago.

Huai Yu said at the time that it wouldn't be long, because his Zhao Chong's treasure refining fire was about to be extinguished, which would bring disaster to the North Hall, at that time Zhao Chong believed a little, but he couldn't figure out the reason, but now, he finally understood why, that is, someone secretly told Zhao Qingfeng the news that he was in the Holy Fire Hall.

Therefore, Zhao Qingfeng will only appear at this time.

Zhao Chong, who didn't have to think about it and knew who was manipulating behind it, was extremely annoyed by this, and when he opened his mouth, he scolded loudly: "Which bastard betrayed me?" ”

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