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Zhong Yang Wu, Zhong Yang Wu and the old mother Lin Sanmei, the three of them were slightly stunned.

"Ask Xiao Jiu for a few tricks?"

The three of them looked at Zhong Yanyu with strange expressions.

An eighteen-spirit-level human immortal, no matter how high his cultivation talent is and how powerful the treasures in his hands are, it is impossible for him to be a supreme opponent.

Just like the spirit immortals and mortals, the supreme and the eighteen spirits are already two levels of life, and it is not an exaggeration to say that one is in the sky and the other is on the earth.

He is still ashamed to ask for advice?

Really?

......

Zhong Jiufeng looked at Zhong Zhendao, who was sitting at the head of the long table, after the old man heard Zhong Yanyu's words, his face changed slightly, and there was a trace of helplessness and pampering in his eyes.

He knew that Zhong Yanyu might not have known about Zhong Zhendao's move, he stood up on his own initiative, or it was instructed by others, and it had nothing to do with Zhong Zhendao.

Zhong Zhendao just spoiled Zhong Yanyu too much, so he didn't stop it.

Zhong Jiufeng looked at Zhong Yanyu and said in a teasing voice, "You really want to ask me for advice?"

He was a little unhappy with this Zhong Yanyu.

What about high talent?

What about the future Spirit Vein Patriarch?

In front of him Zhong Jiufeng, what is it!

He dared to show disdain to the old man, and he dared to pretend not to see the meeting gift sent by the old man, which was really arrogant!

Zhong Jiufeng's hand itched, even if Zhong Yanyu was Zhong Zhendao's own son, he also had the idea of teaching this guy a lesson.

Zhong Yanyu has a handsome appearance, a slender body, dressed in a white robe, and his face is like jade, his aura is very erratic, like a fluttering fairy.

He said with a smile: "I heard that Brother Nine Winds broke the Flying Immortal Sword Technique with one finger and beat the three elders unconscious, Yan Yu was itchy for a while, so I want to ask Brother Nine Wind for a few tricks, and I hope that Brother Nine Wind's subordinates will show mercy!"

His words are very nice.

It's itchy again, and it's merciful on his subordinates, but when he mentioned the three elders, his voice was slightly heavier, and it was clear that he wanted to arouse Zhong Zhendao and several spirit vein elders to have a bad feeling towards Zhong Jiufeng.

Sure enough, upon hearing this, several old men changed color slightly.

After all, even if the three elders were a little impulsive, they were also the elders of their spiritual veins, and 'knocking him unconscious' in front of them was a bit of a disgrace to the spiritual veins.

Zhong Jiufeng's eyes narrowed.

He's a bit of a prick! He's trying to teach him a lesson!

Since Brother Yan Yu asked me for the scriptures, then I can't hide it. ”

Zhong Yanyu shuddered, and it was obvious that he could see that his exposed skin had goosebumps layer after layer.

He harbored contempt.

Call you big brother, you really climbed up the pole? Can't you see that this is polite?

"Then please teach Big Brother Nine Winds outside the palace!"

Zhong Yanyu's voice was a little cold.

......

Outside the hall, several geniuses of the spiritual vein, both men and women, were very excited. The Zhong Ziyan who was almost killed by Zhong Jiufeng was also among them.

"Brother Yu is going to make a move, and I don't know if Zhong Jiufeng can stop it!"

"Nonsense! Brother Yu's strength has long been able to match the power of the top human race in the spirit world, a hundred years ago, Brother Yu killed Peacock Mountain alone and killed the Colorful Peacock King with one sword. After coming back, Brother Yu retreated for another hundred years, and he didn't come out of the customs until not long ago, and his strength was even more terrifying!"

"I think so! The Third Elder is just an ordinary Eighteen Spirit Level, defeating him is nothing, and Brother Yu can easily do it. ”

"Eh, Ziyan, wasn't your stand-in puppet broken by Zhong Jiufeng? In your opinion, how much worse is Zhong Jiufeng than Brother Yu?"

Zhong Ziyan darkened his face and glared at the young man who spoke.

It's really a pot that can't be opened!

"Half for each of you!"

Having said that, Zhong Ziyan didn't think so in his heart. Just now, she saw Zhong Jiufeng make a move with her own eyes, and the power was simply terrifying to the extreme, and the Flying Immortal Sword Technique of the Spirit Vein couldn't even blow the corners of his clothes.

She even guessed that Zhong Jiufeng had most likely already stepped into that realm, and his strength far surpassed that of all eighteen spirit level human immortals.

......

Zhong Jiufeng smiled lightly: "Don't waste time, just here." ”

"Here?"

Zhong Yanyu looked at Zhong Yang Wu and the three of them, and he felt that if they fought here, the overflowing vitality fluctuations alone would be enough to strangle these three 'ordinary people'.

Zhong Jiufeng put his left hand on the long table, and then tapped it a few times.

In an instant, millions of dragon and phoenix prohibitions appeared out of thin air around the long table, protecting Zhongyang Wu and the three of them. As for Zhong Zhendao and the elders of those spirit veins, Zhong Jiufeng ignored them.

"That's it. ”

"Then, please be careful, Brother Nine Winds!"

Hearing this, the corners of Zhong Yanyu's mouth twitched, and he confidently took out the natal spirit sword.

It was a blood-red spirit sword, with a grade as high as a half-step true weapon, and it was the treasure of the spiritual vein branch. It was also inherited by the ancestors of the Zhong family.

Now, this clan weapon, called the Weeping Blood Divine Sword, has been passed into Zhong Yanyu's hands.

"My sword, from ancient times to the present, has killed a total of 3,752 eighteen spirits, and I personally killed a total of five eighteen spirits, respectively, ......"

Zhong Jiufeng waved his hand to interrupt him.

"I'm not interested in your sword, if you can make me move even the slightest, I'll give you a chance!"

Hearing this, Zhong Yanyu's face turned red, and he was full of anger. However, his father, Zhong Zhendao, and several spirit vein elders were so excited that they almost jumped.

Zhong Zhendao hurriedly said, "Yan Yu, use your most powerful attack, don't spare your hands!"

Zhong Yanyu was stunned for a moment, then nodded with a smile.

He felt that his father must have seen this Zhong Jiufeng unpleasantly, but he only tolerated it because of the affection of his fellow clansmen. Now, my father wants to borrow his hand to teach this Zhong Jiufeng, who doesn't know how high the sky is and how thick the earth is.

He took a deep breath, and immediately the momentum around his body skyrocketed, and his spiritual power swelled. His long hair was flying, and his breath was dusty, like a red dust fairy from the fairy world.

"Be careful! This move of mine is the supreme swordsmanship of my clan, the sword of slashing immortals! It is the sword immortal technique that the ancestor realized from the sword of the strongest treasure of time and space in the spirit world, and he has slashed the Da Luo Jin Immortal, and the power is incomparable!"

Zhong Yanyu didn't give Zhong Jiufeng a chance to react.

He threw up the Weeping Blood Divine Sword, then pinched the immortal seal with his hand, and instilled all the spiritual power in his body into the Weeping Blood Divine Sword.

After a few breaths, the immortal seal is formed!

The blood-red Weeping Blood Divine Sword bloomed with immeasurable immortal light in mid-air, and pierced the void with a terrifying force to the extreme, aiming directly at Zhong Jiufeng's heart pill part.

Zhong Jiufeng's expression was flat, and he didn't even get up from his chair, he was very calm.

In his eyes, the Blood Weeping Divine Sword, which was faster than lightning, was as slow as a turtle crawling, and he even had hundreds of ways to easily avoid it.

But he didn't!

In front of everyone's eyes, he still just stretched out a finger and pointed it at the tip of the Weeping Blood Sword.

Rumble!

The energy explosion is more terrifying than a nuclear bomb. Fortunately, Zhong Zhendao used clan weapons to protect this hall.

Bite......

With a soft sound, when the Weeping Blood Divine Sword slammed into Zhong Jiufeng's fingertips, it was instantly shocked back and slapped directly on Zhong Yanyu's face.