Chapter 147: Tongue Battle Group Saints! The young man of the Qin family!
The main hall of Huangfeng Valley is resplendent and magnificent, showing the profound heritage of the thousand-year-old sect.
A large spirit gathering array was set up here, enveloping the place where the main hall was located, and the spiritual energy was so thick that it almost turned into droplets, several times that of the outside world.
Every disciple of Huang Feng Valley had the goal of entering this hall and worked hard to cultivate.
Only the powerhouses who have reached the semi-saint level in the sect can practice here, and it is also the place where the Yellow Maple Valley is discussed.
The Heavenly Sword Sect and the Ba Dao Sect also have similarities, the core of a sect is located, gathering luck and suppressing the dragon veins underneath, which is a solid cornerstone for development.
There are many old men sitting in the main hall, with solemn appearances, exuding a momentum of not being angry and self-assured.
Like a god overlooking all beings, his gaze is indifferent, he is high above him, and he doesn't take anything to heart.
There are many strong people of the older generation who have been in retreat all year round, and they will not come out without encountering major changes.
However, when all the people gathered today, they were disturbed by one person, and the atmosphere was depressing and tense.
The eyes of these strong men were all concentrated in the center of the main hall, on the slightly thin figure.
There is a scrutiny in his eyes, as if he were looking at an ant, and there is a hidden anger.
This is a young boy from the Qin family, his face has not faded from childishness, delicate and smart.
The posture is as tall as a pine, his eyes are beating like a torch, his black hair is fluttering, and he is indescribably calm.
Looking at his cultivation, it is only the realm of the War Emperor, and the people present can stare him to death with a single look.
According to common sense, he was absolutely not qualified to come in, but he came in anyway.
No one objected, this involved a major event, which was enough to shake the foundation of this thousand-year-old Dao system.
I have to be cautious, even though this is just a messenger, and there is a world of difference between their identity and status.
Even under the gaze of countless strong people, this young man seemed arrogant and without any fear.
Standing in the center of the main hall, he took a deep breath of rich aura, and his face showed an intoxicated look.
His eyes are clear, his tongue is full of thunder, and he seems to be born with confidence.
"Qin Shao said, it's not so easy to get your people back."
"Our Qin family is not a kiln, how can you go shopping if you want, and leave when you are done?"
"If you do something wrong, you will pay the price."
"Hurry up and prepare all the thousand-year-old elixirs, earth-level martial arts, and high-level treasures in your sect."
"Then take those things and go to the Qin Mansion of the Great Cloud Empire to redeem people, hurry up, otherwise it will be outdated!"
The slightly green voice echoed in the main hall, shocking many people stunned, scorched on the outside and tender on the inside.
The young man looked beautiful, but his speech was vulgar, and he was so direct, and he didn't mean to be polite at all.
Opening your mouth to ask for the sect's martial arts, elixirs, and all kinds of treasures is simply bold.
All of a sudden, no one spoke, and the pin drop could be heard.
Those who can enter the main hall are all high-ranking and powerful people in Huang Feng Valley.
Usually, if you stomp your feet, the entire Northern Regions will shake.
Now a child of a family from a declining empire actually came to the door and said such things arrogantly.
How arrogant and domineering, he didn't have any awe for Huang Fenggu at all.
If it were ordinary, a slap would have been slapped down a long time ago, and it would have been wiped out.
But the one present has the strength of the demi-saint level, but he doesn't dare to kill him.
In the Qin family, not only the Eight Turns and a Half Saint were pinched, but there were also many elite disciples.
Although I really wanted to immediately kill the young man in front of me, who didn't know the height of the sky, I still endured it for the sake of the overall situation.
"Young man, do you know what this place is? It's so unreasonable! An elder couldn't help but ask, his voice thundering, with suppressed anger.
The aura around him was like an abyss, shaking the void.
No one has ever dared to be so presumptuous in this solemn hall, the place where the decision-making of major affairs in the Yellow Maple Valley is made.
Treat many demi-saints as if they were nothing, and they will live for a long time today.
This first experience made everyone very uncomfortable, like swallowing a fly.
The young man of the Qin family raised his eyebrows, the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were still arrogant, and he never diminished, and looked around with a big grin.
"Old man, are you stupid? I don't even know what this place is, and you're still asking me as an outsider?"
"If it weren't for the fact that this is Yellow Maple Valley, I wouldn't be happy to come."
"Don't think that if you live a few years longer than me, you can rely on the old and sell the old, I want to become a man of war saints!"
"Even Qin Shao said that I have the posture of sanctification!"
Talking about that man, the young man's eyes were full of enthusiasm and admiration, shining like a big sun.
Completely different from the arrogance shown before, that kind of emotion cannot be feigned.
The young man's tone was so loud that it was frightening to death, and the elder's face was blue and red, and he was speechless.
I really don't know where the confidence of a little war emperor comes from.
Return to the war saint, in his lifetime, he will be lucky to be able to reach the war honor.
Most of them were fooled by the Qin family's eldest and youngest.
Muttering in his heart, the elder's lungs were about to explode, and his chest rose and fell violently, unable to calm down for a long time.
The purple-robed middle-aged man sitting on the main seat frowned slightly, this young man was indeed too presumptuous, and he dared to confront an elder in front of him.
"It's true that newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, young man, I advise you to be careful when you speak, otherwise you will die at some point."
His voice was flat, and there was a hint of threat in his tone.
It resonated with many elders, and they all nodded approvingly.
Those who oppose Huang Fenggu have no good end, and now the grave grass is three feet high.
The majesty of Huangfeng Valley is inviolable and provocative.
Of course, like the Heavenly Sword Sect and the Overlord Sword Sect, except for these sects that can be compared to Huang Feng Valley.
No matter where you go, if you have the strength, you can make and even change the rules.
Many elders did not witness the battle in the Qin Mansion and thought that the rumors were wrong.
How could a dignified eight-turn half-saint not be able to take a double ten teenager, he must be able to barely resist with the help of foreign objects, and the outside world is exaggerated.
The young man of the Qin family was unmoved, clasped his hands to his chest, and sneered.
"Qin Shao said, if I can't go back, none of your people will survive."
There is a loud sound, a slight pick, but it is a hidden murderous intention, which makes everyone shudder.
Those who wanted to say something choked on this sentence and did not dare to talk about it again.
Just looked at the middle-aged man sitting on the throne and wondered what decision he would make.
People will definitely have to bring it back, but in that way, it still needs to be discussed, and they don't want the Qin family to take advantage.