Emperor Jiuyin

Everyone followed Ning Yihai's gaze and were all shocked when they saw two people coming.

The young man is dressed in white and has a graceful appearance, but there is a look of disdain between his eyebrows. The old man was wearing a gray robe, following behind the young man, his aura was obscure but powerful.

"Uncle Xu, is this the Tianfu of Canlan College?"

"Yes, Son."

"The buildings here are much better than those of our Tianwu Sect. How can they, a small academy, have such courage and skill?" Liu Tianhao couldn't help but marveled.

Xu Baichang smiled and said: "It is said that this Canlan Academy was built by a peerless master who has an extremely close relationship with our Tianwu Sect. Because it has been so long, no one has recorded the original origin of this inner courtyard, so there is no way to find out who that person is. who is it."

"I see. Since he is someone related to our Tianwu Sect, it is not surprising that he can do something like this."

Liu Tianhao laughed and unknowingly walked to the center of the crowd of Xuanyuan Sect, Xuantian Sect and Blood Moon Sword Sect. When the people of the three sects saw Liu Tianhao, they all had strange expressions on their faces.

It’s not that they haven’t seen geniuses, and it’s not that they haven’t seen beautiful boys.

But the temperament of this young man is so strange. He is naturally aloof and arrogant, just like a monarch. Anyone in front of him seems to be slumped.

The old man behind him was equally frightening. Yang Ziyun and Shi Wencai felt frightened, "There are such masters coming, who are these young and old people!"

Ning Yihai, who had a hot temper, did not dare to be presumptuous at this time. He stared at the old and the young and obediently gave way.

For a moment, the surroundings were as quiet as a dead man's tomb, and no sound could be heard.

Zhou Buzheng stared at Liu Tianhao, an unconscious strong hostility welling up in his heart, causing him to instinctively take a step back and take a defensive posture. However, Cui Feixing, Lexi and other young masters immediately There was no response, I just felt an overwhelming pressure rolling in, almost suffocating.

Liu Tianhao, who was walking through the crowd, suddenly stopped.

"Holy Son, what's wrong?" Xu Baichang said with a smile.

As soon as the word "Holy Son" was uttered, the people of the three factions immediately fell into a panic, and Zhou Buzheng was also shaken all over.

They will not fail to understand the meaning of the Holy Son. Only the core disciples of the super giants will be called the Holy Son. Other than that, anyone who dares to call themselves the Holy Son is a blasphemy and an offense, and will be beheaded if caught.

"They are from the Tianwu Sect!" Everyone was shocked. No matter how crazy they were, no one dared to be arrogant at all now.

Even Dai Changsheng was cowering aside, not daring to say a word or even let the air out.

"Uncle Xu, I discovered something interesting." Liu Tianhao turned around slowly, and then took steps slowly.

Snap, snap, snap.

The footsteps seemed to step on everyone's heart, depressing and heavy, almost driving people crazy and making them want to roar to vent their depression.

Finally, the footsteps stopped, and Liu Tianhao walked up to Zhou Buzheng.

Staring straight at Zhou BuZheng, Zhou BuZheng's eyes had already been opened, and the smile on his face had long since disappeared, revealing a look of humility, "What does the Holy Son want from me?"

Liu Tianhao smiled and said, "How did you know I was looking for you?"

Zhou Buzheng was speechless for a moment.

Liu Tianhao laughed and said: "Yes, I am indeed looking for you. You are very interesting. You can actually feel that I am in danger, and your body responded immediately. You are a talent."

"Holy Son Miao praised it." Zhou Bu Zheng said with an apologetic smile.

"Are you interested in fighting me?" Liu Tianhao said with a smile.

Zhou Buzheng shook his head, "My martial arts skills are shallow, and I'm not qualified to fight against the Holy Son."

"What if I say you are qualified?" Liu Tianhao stopped laughing.

Zhou Buzheng stopped shaking his head, "Then I have no choice but to sacrifice my life to fight with the Holy Son."

Although Zhou Buzheng nodded and bowed, he was forced by the situation. He believed that anyone in his position would be the same as him or even more humble than him when meeting Liu Tianhao, so there was no shame in it.

After all, he was facing the Holy Son of Tianwu Sect, the largest sect in Nebula Continent, not to mention that there was an extremely terrifying old man behind him.

"Okay, feel free. It is inevitable that you will lose to me. How many tricks you can make me use depends on your ability." Liu Tianhao sounded like the victory was determined.

Zhou Buzheng was eager to give it a try. He was also a top genius and wanted to compete with the top geniuses in the mainland.

"I'm afraid it's impossible for me to beat him. It would be best if we can draw a tie. Even if we lose, it won't be too embarrassing." Zhou Buzheng already had a plan in mind.

"Let's take action." Liu Tianhao curled his fingers at Zhou Buzheng.

"I'm offended, Holy Son."

Without saying a word, Zhou Buzheng summoned the domain master, and the five-color large handprint suddenly appeared and fell towards Liu Tianhao's head.

Liu Tianhao stood with his hands behind his back, looking up at the falling five-color handprints with an extremely indifferent expression. He slowly stretched out a finger, and a red-gold light flashed at the tip of his finger, and then the five-color large handprint was fixed in the air, unable to move forward.

"My domain master was blocked so easily!" Zhou Buzheng's expression changed and he immediately flew in front of Liu Tianhao.

"Tenra Hands!"

Zhou Buzheng's palm transformed into a hundred palms in an instant and struck Liu Tianhao. Liu Tianhao still stretched out a finger and danced wildly in the air, catching all the hundreds of palms.

"Jiuchen Sword Technique!" Zhou Bu Zhengjing also used his sword technique. The ninth-level mysterious sword was so bright that one sword turned into nine swords, and the nine swords merged into one sword. The sword light flickered and stabbed at Liu Tianhao.

Liu Tianhao's expression was still calm, but he still stretched out a finger and put the tip of his finger on the tip of the sword, causing extremely violent sparks to collide.

Zhou Buzheng frowned, and suddenly pressed down with his left hand that was not holding the sword. The five-color big hand seals in the air immediately converged into a golden big hand seal. The whole sky seemed to tremble, and the golden big hand exuded extremely strong pressure, facing Liu Tianhao pressed down suddenly.

boom!

Caught off guard, the red-gold light on Liu Tianhao's fingertips collapsed. At the same time, the tip of Zhou Buzheng's sword also pierced Liu Tianhao's fingertips, cutting across the side and leaving a blood mark. Although it was subtle, it was He was really hurt.

Xu Baichang looked shocked, "I didn't expect that there would be someone in this small Canglan Academy who could hurt the Holy Son. With the Holy Son's character, I'm afraid this person will be in trouble."

Sure enough, the indifferent look on Liu Tianhao's face disappeared. He wiped the blood on his fingertips with his thumb, and his face suddenly darkened. He stared at Zhou Buzheng and said angrily: "You are such a coward, you dare to hurt me. !”

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