Son-in-law Dan Zun

Luo Wushu could ignore Xuan Wufeng's lofty and pretentious posture.

But his words were inconsistent, and Lin Chongzhi was hit hard, and he wanted to kill him directly.

Luo Wushu could not accept it.

If it weren't for fear of the old man's existence, knowing that it was impossible to treat Xuan Wufeng in front of him.

That palm just saved Lin Chongzhi.

"So?" Xuan Wufeng glanced coldly at Luo Wushu, and then glanced at the vast crowd.

"You know, it is a great honor for you to come to this small place where the dog does not **** on the order of the master of the world?"

As soon as this statement came out, the crowd suddenly exploded, and there was an uproar.

According to the order of the master, the young man in Huafu came from... Tiangong!

For a time, the word Tiangong was like a heavy boulder, weighing on the hearts of countless people.

The invincibility and dominance shown by the young people in Chinese clothes.

The more prominent his background is, the less it is a good thing for Qingfeng Yu.

At this moment, everyone was completely astonished, why did the young man in Huafu speak with his nostrils facing the sky?

Because he came from the Heavenly Palace, and he was the most distinguished group of people in the Profound Realm.

At this moment, everyone is no longer wondering why the young man in Huafu dared to say nothing, so he put Lin Chong to death.

Not to mention a Lin Chongzhi, even the entire Qingfeng Region, in his eyes, is just a small place, and he can easily step under his feet.

Xuan Wufeng nodded triumphantly, satisfied with the sensation caused by the crowd, this is what he deserves.

His gaze fell on Luo Wushu's body playfully, and a thick sneer swept from the corner of his mouth.

"So...who gave you the courage to make you, the little domain master, put your score in front of my son?"

He deliberately stretched the "so" very long, this is the original words of Luo Wushu.

He wanted to see how quickly Luo Wushu would turn into a dog-licking face, wagging his tail and begging for mercy, and tending to be inflamed.

"If you come as a guest, Qingfengyu will definitely open the door and host a banquet."

"But if those who come are unkind, no matter who you are, no one in Qingfeng Domain welcomes you."

Luo Wushu raised his eyes lightly, looking directly at Xuan Wufeng, his voice was neither humble nor overbearing.

Respect has always been mutual, and what Xuan Wufeng did is obviously not worthy of the respect he deserves.

Xuan Wufeng was taken aback, then laughed.

It's just that smile, it looks slightly cold.

This is the first time he has encountered such a person who doesn't know how to promote.

This is not the first time that he has left Tiangong.

In the past, even those inner domain masters who saw him would treat him as a grandfather.

People have always refused to make any request to him.

But now, if Luo Wushu was compared with those people, it would be a heaven and an underground.

It seems that we have to throw another blockbuster to see if Luo Wushu is really arrogant.

"This time, this young man came here by the order of the realm master to select a few talented and proud sons to go to the Tiangong to practice."

Xuan Wufeng held his hands on his back and spoke lightly, "Now you can kneel and see you!"

His face was full of playfulness, staring at Luo Wushu's reaction.

However, he didn't notice the slightest change in emotions on Luo Wushu's face.

It's as if he didn't hear him, when he was farting.

"Luo Wushu, this son will let you see you on your knees!" Xuan Wufeng's voice became much colder again, causing countless people's faces to change drastically.

They could clearly feel that Xuan Wufeng was angry.

"Why are you kneeling?"

However, Luo Wushu's attitude remained unchanged.

"Why do you want to kneel on me?" Xuan Wufeng stared at Luo Wushu, saying word by word: "Could it be that you don't want to enter the heavenly palace to practice?"

Luo Wushu replied: "The world is so big, where can't you practice?"

"Ignorance!" Xuan Wufeng sneered, looking at Luo Wushu's gaze, besides being cold, there was also a deep contempt.

"As long as you are a little bit knowledgeable, you won't be able to say the words of this frog at the bottom of the well."

"Could it be that you haven't heard a word?"

"There are ants under the palace."

When saying this, everyone heard deep disdain from Xuan Wufeng's voice.

He really regarded everyone present, including Luo Wushu, as ants.

"If Tiangong is so suitable for cultivation, why can't you even stop one of my random palm prints?"

Luo Wushu asked in a calm tone.

But even so, Xuan Wufeng was still furious.

However, at this moment, the old man who had not spoken behind Xuan Wufeng spoke.

"You can not enter the temple to practice, but you must not desecrate the temple in this way."

"The time in Wufeng's weekdays is not spent on cultivation, and it is understandable that you are not as strong as you."

"But the true pride of Tiangong, anyone who walks out can be better than you."

Luo Wushu said: "I never meant to blaspheme Tiangong!"

People go to high places and water flows to low places. Since one wants to go far on the path of spiritual practice, he naturally has to keep moving forward.

If there is a suitable opportunity, he is of course willing to go to the Tiangong to practice.

But let him give up his dignity and kneel to others in order to enter the heavenly palace, that is absolutely impossible.

Luo Wushu looked at Xuan Wufeng again and asked, "Because the people in Tiangong are excellent, do you mean you are also excellent?"

"Hahaha...Does this son need to rely on the excellence of others?" Xuan Wufeng sneered disdainfully.

No one has ever dared to talk to him like this.

Even those true prides who practiced in the heavenly palace, seeing him all seemed to be flattering.

Compared to them, what does Luo Wushu count?

Actually dared to talk to him like this.

"If you slap yourself now, this son can allow you to take back what you just said."

Luo Wushu shook his head and said nothing.

But that's why Xuan Wufeng uttered another voice, "My son's surname is Xuan!"

The vast world suddenly fell silent.

The "Xuan" surname is not a common surname, and in the heavenly palace, what the surname Xuan means is even more self-evident.

The young man in costume in front of him is not simply practicing in the Tiangong.

It belongs to the most central figure in Tiangong.

His surname was Xuan, and the old man called it Wufeng.

So his name is Xuan Wufeng, after the world master.

No wonder he dare to say that he does not need to rely on the excellence of others.

In his capacity, even though it was a waste that was completely useless, he had no power to bind a chicken.

But a word can determine the fate of countless people.

"You kneel down now, it's still too late!" Xuan Wufeng was very satisfied with the crowd's reaction.

A group of ants who didn't know the height of the sky, finally realized a little bit of his dignity.

For Qingfengyu, what kind of existence is it.

Unfortunately, the only thing that makes him unsatisfied is...

The incomprehensible woman beside Luo Wushu seemed to be beyond the world, she didn't even look at him from beginning to end.