Chapter Seventy-Two, The Nameless

"Who's making a big fuss here!"

A middle-aged warrior wearing a golden crown and a strong suit came in a dragon and tiger stride, exuding a powerful momentum, affecting the space, and the tiger was like an ancient beast.

All the disciples looked sideways, they came so soon, obviously, someone went to report the news.

"The Holy Son is here, this young man is going to be unlucky!"

"The Holy Son's cultivation has reached the Holy Realm, he is the personal disciple of the Deputy Sect Master, and he is the youngest elder, no matter how strong this young man is, he can't be the opponent of the Holy Son, and he will definitely die!"

"This young man doesn't know the height of the sky, occupying the cultivation position of the Holy Son, and even more so that he speaks wildly, and finally tastes the consequences!" ......

Long Buqi was slightly stunned, he thought that the newly elected Holy Son was a disciple of the younger generation, but he did not expect that it was selected from among the elders, Ni Buchen was nepotistic and promoted his own disciple to the position of Holy Son.

The middle-aged martial artist's eyes swept sharply over the disciples, and his voice was cold, "Who the hell is it?"

All the disciples bowed their heads one after another, shocked by his momentum.

"Idiot, didn't you see me sitting in this position?"

Long Buqi glanced at him indifferently.

The disciples were stunned.

Idiot?

He even said that the Son was a fool!

This!...... It's amazing!

Is he dying?

Or are you crazy and don't know how to write dead words?

"You're dead today, no one can save you!"

The middle-aged warrior's face turned red, annoyed and angry, this young man was sitting in his place, he didn't react for a while, and he was indeed a little stupid to ask.

Rumble!......

The Holy Realm cultivation is an outbreak, and the big walk goes!

The whole lake was boiling, and the waves were stormy!

All the disciples changed color, hurriedly jumped up from the reef, like a fire burning their buttocks, and flew to the shore, the martial saint shot, the power is boundless, once it is affected, they don't know how to die, they don't want to be involved!

Rumble!......

The middle-aged martial artist slapped out directly with a palm, flashing with a white light.

Puff puff......

Many of the fish rolled up their bellies and died, rotting so quickly that they became bones!

Aquatic plants wither, but also rot quickly!

The disciples exclaimed.

"It's the Silent Palm!"

"The deputy sect master has passed on all the unique and peerless knowledge to the Holy Son, which shows that it is extremely important!"

"The Palm of Silence can destroy all living beings, and it is extremely domineering!" ......

......

"Die!"

The middle-aged warrior's eyes were cold, and he slapped directly at the top of the young man's head, like a mountain pressing on the top.

Long Buqi's eyes froze, Huo Ran stood up, and roared in the sky.

Roar!......

A loud dragon groan came out of his mouth, and a sound wave in the shape of a dragon's head rushed out.

Roar!

The vision of the dragon's head emerged, comparable to the size of the house, hideous and terrifying, and it also sent out a heaven-shaking dragon roar, and with the sound wave of the dragon's head rushing out, it was like an ancient dragon awakening!

Rumble!......

Slammed into the palm of silence, and a dull trilling sound was heard!

The entire space shattered, and the lake shook countless water columns!

Click......

Cracks appeared in the palm of the middle-aged warrior's hand, blood was dripping, blood spurted from his mouth, and his entire body was shocked out!

The disciples stared blankly at this terrifying scene, the figure standing on the reef and not moving, like a demon god, with a shocking demeanor, making them lose their minds for a while.

"The Holy Son is a Martial Saint, and he has even obtained the true inheritance of the Deputy Sect Master, and he was injured by him with one move, what kind of cultivation is he?"

"Why is his martial arts so familiar?"

"It sounds familiar, too, like I've seen it somewhere!" ......

......

"How so!"

The middle-aged martial artist looked at his bloody palm in disbelief and couldn't believe it!

He is a dignified martial saint, and he is also the personal disciple of the deputy sect master, but he can't compete with a young generation of disciples!

"Who the hell are you! Among the younger generations in the sect, no one can hurt me, it is impossible to have such a strong strength as you!

The middle-aged warrior's face was hideous, and he stared at the young man tightly, as if he was facing a great enemy.

The disciples were also full of doubts.

"There are not many people in the younger generation who have this strength, who is he?"

"The martial arts are familiar to me, but he looks very raw, I've never seen them before. ”......

......

"The frog at the bottom of the well!"

The young man's eyes flashed with deep disdain, and a look of banter appeared.

Now, the Great Array of Stars has been laid down and can be activated at any time.

Even if Ni Buchen came in person, he couldn't help him.

I don't care about revealing my identity anymore!

However, the newly elected Son made him extremely unhappy and decided to make a joke.

"As far as I know, the former Holy Son is a peerless supreme who broke out of the ancient road of Tongtian, can be called a genius who comes out once in ten thousand years, the first person of the young generation in the mainland, with a peerless demeanor, a genius in the sky, and superior strength, and is the most promising person to become a martial god, do you dare to say that no one in the young generation can hurt you? You don't deserve to lift his shoes!"

The disciples were a little in a daze, this young man admired the former Holy Son Long Buqi extremely much, and he had reached the point of fanaticism, and all the words of praise that could be used were used......

"What is the former Holy Son, a vain man of waves, I can suppress him with one hand!"

The middle-aged warrior's face was gloomy, the previous holy son was an orthodox holy son, with peerless talent, bravely breaking through the ancient road of heaven, and the call for inheriting the position of the sect master was very high, and the sect was full of criticism of his usurpation, and he was afraid of the majesty of the deputy sect master, so no one dared to object, this was a scar in his heart, but it was revealed in front of him!

The corners of the young man's lips rose with a strange amplitude, "Yes, you can't even beat me and me, an unknown person, and you are not qualified to fight against the former Holy Son." ”

"The victory is not scored, you are rampant!" The middle-aged warrior's face turned red into a pig's liver color, "It's just one move, why do you say I lost!"

The young man's expression was indifferent, and he beckoned, "If you don't accept it, you can continue, and I will fight until you are convinced." ”

"You!"

The middle-aged martial artist clenched his fists tightly, full of anger, and wanted to rush over immediately, but he didn't lose his mind, this young man made him feel a trace of danger, so that he couldn't see through it, and before he figured out the true cultivation of this young man, he didn't plan to make a rash move.

Long Buqi was a little surprised, he could resist provoking him like this, and he could be regarded as a talent who could bend and stretch, from this point of view, it was not unreasonable for Ni Buchen to put him on the position of the Holy Son, "Since you don't dare to make a move, then get out, don't be an eyesore in front of me, otherwise, I may not be able to help but make a move." ”

The middle-aged martial artist's face turned blue and white for a while, and he snorted coldly, "I suspect that you are a spy of a foreign clan infiltrating our Heavenly Demon Sect, I will not make a rash move until I find out your identity, once my identity is found, it will be your death, see how long you can be rampant!"

Seeing him leave quickly, all the disciples were a little disappointed, and the Martial Saint-level duel ended hastily.

"The new Holy Son is really useless, if the previous Holy Son is still there, he will definitely be able to defeat this person!"

"The previous Holy Son was the first day of the younger generation of our Heavenly Demon Sect, why did he want to dismiss and elect this straw bale!"

"I heard that the former Holy Son was unwilling to be at the mercy of the Deputy Sect Master, so he gave up the position of the Holy Son, and of course the Deputy Sect Master wanted to introduce an obedient Holy Son. ”

"Shhhh......h

The dragon sat cross-legged and focused on cultivating, first absorbing the aura emitted by the Thunder Fire Holy Lotus, and then picking and taking it, so as to impact the Holy Realm!

(End of chapter)