In the middle of the Drunken Immortal Que, Zhao Yu gently stood under the hilt of the Zhuxian Sword.

Around him, the ground was covered with a layer of pure source, and the aura of the local tyrant that came to his face was simply impossible to breathe.

However, Feng Lie didn't feel much about this extravagant behavior at this time, and only felt anger surging in his heart.

He's grown so big, and no one has ever dared to speak to him like that.

Let him cut off his arm as soon as he comes up? This breath is inevitably too big.

With a bit of hideousness on his face, Feng Lie stepped forward and looked up at Zhao Yu.

"Who are you?"

"Humph!" Zhao Yu snorted coldly, raised his head forty-five degrees, and looked at the sky in the distance, "The rain girl has no melon!" ”

“？？？”

Feng Lie looked confused, not knowing what Zhao Yu meant at all, but soon someone next to him looked shocked.

"An ancient sword, dressed in gold, handsome and unparalleled, there has always been a little girl eating buns on his shoulder, is he ......?"

"Long Aotian!?"

"What? Is he Long Aotian? Didn't he say that he hadn't reappeared since he left? Why are you here today? ”

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The expressions on the faces of the Wind Clan turned into shocked mode, and the anger in Feng Lie's heart was instantly extinguished after hearing the three words Long Aotian.

The Wind Clan may be very strong, and it can be said that it is one of the oldest ancient families in the Eastern Wilderness.

But after all, it was not created by the Great Emperor, and their background is much worse.

There is no emperor scripture, no emperor soldiers, and the hole cards in the clan are only the kings of the slashing road who are sealed in the source.

However, behind Long Aotian was now standing a living Dao Cutting King, who was at his peak, holding half an imperial soldier.

And unlike the god king Jiang Taixu, the dragon master genius is eighty-two years old and has endless room for development.

If Long Batian finds the Wind Clan and says that he wants to marry, let alone marry the phoenix to Long Aotian, even if it is to marry Long Zhantian, or Long Batian!

In addition, Long Aotian is already extremely strong, he is the first person among the young generation in the Eastern Wilderness, and because of his great background, even if the Holy Lord of the Wind Clan sees it, he has to be polite, and he does not dare to slack off in the slightest.

is just a strong wind, and I really can't afford to offend him.

After learning the identity of the comer, the people of the Wind Clan did not feel that Zhao Yu was arrogant, but took it for granted.

After all, this is Long Aotian!

But here's the problem......

"Am I going to cut off my own arm?"

Feng Lie's expression changed, and his face was full of hesitation.

Seeing his current expression, Xia Jiuyou's little face was full of sneers.

If it weren't for her own strength being blocked, such a small role, where would she dare to jump in front of her, it would be really a shrimp play in the shallows.

But I have to admit that seeing his aggrieved expression now, Xia Jiuyou felt very happy in his heart, and even his sense of Long Aotian was much better.

At a young age, where did she ever have this reversal experience of being looked down upon first, and then pretending to be slapped in the face!

"Huh!?" Suddenly, Xia Jiuyou was stunned, his eyes widened, "Damn, when did I have the idea that this bastard is not bad?" You know, he's done all of this now......"

Xia Jiuyou was rich in inner drama by himself, and he gritted his teeth at Zhao Yu there.

And Ye Fan didn't come forward to say anything when he saw the situation in the field, even if this Feng Lie was likely to be his future brother-in-law.

It's just a self-cutting arm, and it's just a pain and a shame for the monk, but it doesn't have much effect.

Feng Lie stood still and didn't move for a long time, while the rest of the Wind Clan looked at him steadily, and even a few of them stopped talking, obviously preparing to persuade him.

Of course, it was to persuade him to cut off his own arm.

Seeing that he hadn't reacted, Zhao Yu's face also showed a little displeasure, and his brows furrowed slightly.

"What? You don't want to do it yourself? In that case, let me help you! But if I make a move, maybe it's not that simple, after all...... You're too weak for me, I'm really afraid that I'll crush you to death if I'm not careful, hehe......"

The corners of Zhao Yu's mouth were disdainfully hooked, and the word hehe at the end was extremely quintessential.

As he spoke, a swirl of golden ripples appeared behind him, and a small tip of the spear emerged.

Seeing this scene, everyone in the Wind Clan was shocked.

Although Long Aotian didn't use this trick very much, it left a deep impression.

Because when he first started to make a name for himself, he used this trick to directly kill nine demon clan Tianjiao, and the aura of the local tyrant that came to his face was even more exaggerated than the way Sa Yuan appeared today.

And the power of this move is naturally beyond doubt.

At the beginning, the nine demon clan Tianjiao, which one was not stronger than the current Feng Fierce, they were all peak monks of the Four Extremes Secret Realm, and they could challenge beyond the level.

If Long Aotian came to the wind now, it would be cold directly.

Seeing this, Feng Lie finally realized the seriousness of the matter, and his eyes were full of horror.

"Wait...... Wait, the Wind Clan Holy Lord is my grandfather, you can't ...... If you can't kill me, I'll cut off my arm right away, and I'll ...... right away."

"It's late!"

Zhao Yu raised his eyelids boredly, said lightly, and then raised his right hand, ready to wave down.

However, at this moment, a clear voice suddenly came.

"Dragon Boy, slow down!"

After hearing the voice, Ye Fan and the others looked over with a curious expression, while Feng Lie was pleasantly surprised.

"Sister!?"

Ye Fan's face was pale, and he understood who the person who suddenly spoke out was.

There was a slight sneer on his face, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his killing intent surged underneath.

And just when everyone reacted differently, a figure floated in from a distance.

She has fairy muscles and jade bones, her body is shining, slim and elegant, dressed in five-colored Xia clothes, shining brightly, driving the clouds, she is really like a beautiful and noble fairy phoenix.

But I couldn't see her face, because she was wearing a phoenix mask, even if Ye Fan used the Source Heaven Technique, he couldn't see through it, and it was an extraordinary treasure.

Although she didn't have a good impression of Fenghuang, and even had some disgust, Ye Fan had to admit that she was indeed very outstanding, far beyond ordinary people.

Xia Jiuyou was also a little curious at first, but after Fenghuang really appeared, his face was undisguised with disappointment.

The Wind Phoenix floated in and landed not far from the Wind Clan.

Feng Lie looked excited and was about to step forward, but Feng Huang didn't pay attention to him at all, but looked at Zhao Yu in the field fixedly.

Obviously, Ye Fan was his engagement partner, but after she came, she didn't even look at it, and her attitude can be imagined.

Ignoring Ye Fan and the people of the Wind Clan, Feng Huang stepped forward, his slender waist was unbearable, his long hair was hanging down, his clothes were fluttering, and his posture was really beautiful to the extreme.

However, at this moment, Zhao Yu suddenly spoke.

"Wait!"

"Huh?" A hint of doubt flashed in the beautiful eyes that appeared under the wind phoenix's mask.

"Don't come here again, but don't trample on my source!"

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