Domineering

The main text of the rampant and domineering Chapter 9 Curse of the Demon

The sword fingers made of slender and smooth fingers stabbed out when facing the sword rainbow.

It was like a person stretching out his finger to press an ant to death, casually and casually.

But what Gao Huan faced was the Haoran sword rainbow that came from the sky. Under the turbulent sword rainbow, the peach blossoms on the trees were flying and shattered, as colorful as rain.

With Wang Tong's level, the sword rainbow is just a light and shadow transformed by the sword weapon to stimulate the vitality, and cannot defeat the enemy with it. However, the sword rainbow can cover up the body and increase the control range of the vitality. On the other hand, there are some wonderful uses such as Dharma images.

In the sword rainbow that was shooting straight, the green rainbow sword in Wang Tong's hand continued to tremble, and the shaking sword tip enveloped Gao Huan's upper body. Wang Tong's sword was unpredictable. As long as Gao Huan showed a flaw, the sword tip would go in and penetrate Gao Huan.

Gao Huan's light sword fingers made Wang Tong a little nervous. He defeated Zhao Jiliang's master with a move with Mount Tai to defeat him with one move. No matter how serious and careful it is not too much.

"Swish..." As the sharp sword roared, the sword fingers accelerated, and the sharp fingers immediately saw the green sword rainbow and was stabbing on the tip of the Qinghong Sword.

Wang Tong was shocked. He was originally weak in spirit and had weak energy. He used the magic array on the sword weapon to emit a blue rainbow, but he was definitely not as sharp as the long rainbow. Gao Huan's finger was as fast as the flying shadow, and he was extremely fast. He fully understood the changes in the virtual and real sword weapon of Wang Tong, and did not allow Wang Tong to make any moves.

The fingertips intersected with the sword tip. Under the force of the pure yang finger of the Vermillion Bird Chiyang finger, the green sword rainbow that came across the sky immediately broke into countless rippling waves, revealing Wang Tong's true body. The Qinghong sword in Wang Tong's hand not only did not pierce Gao Huan's finger, but also bent and undulated under the force of the Pure Yang finger. The power on the sword was shattered. The finger force went up along the sword and was transmitted to Wang Tong.

Wang Tong's arm and body holding the sword also swayed like waves. Under the blazing pure Yang true power, Wang Tong felt as if he was being roasted and familiar with both inside and outside. His body was broken into seven or eight pieces under the powerful force, and his body was completely out of control. Only the boundless burning and severe pain tortured his soul.

After pounced, Wang Tong's legs could no longer bear the strength. He suddenly knelt down on the ground, and then he fell in front of Gao Huan like a soft insect.

Strictly speaking, one move is not even a move. Gao Huan just stretched out his finger, and Wang Tong was pressed like an ant without any resistance.

With Zhao Jiliang's preparation before, although everyone was a little surprised, they lost the shock of the first time. Despite this, everyone present looked very good.

Yu Yangzi's expression became more and more serious. He watched Gao Huan defeat Zhao Jiliang in a row, but Wang Tong still couldn't see the depth of Gao Huan's cultivation. Judging from the changes in vitality, Gao Huan's cultivation was only at most fifth level. But how could that be possible! Yu Yangzi thought that even if he went up, he had no chance of winning.

He has never seen such a powerful disciple who has become a disciple. According to records, the strongest disciple who has become a disciple in hundreds of years is only at the fifth level. Gao Huan's age makes his future unlimited possibilities.

Although the sect acquiescently allows some tricks when collecting disciples, the premise is that it will not affect the normal collection of disciples. Originally, it would only recruit ten true disciples, but was changed to twenty by Yuanyang Daozun.

Simply put, it means expanding the enrollment. If there are no more than ten true talents among the true disciples included in each time, the host will have to bear the responsibility. In the eyes of outsiders, they only see many powerful children recruited by Taiyidao, but they do not notice that there are strong people in each generation of Taiyidao, but they are no longer the great masters who are the world-renowned as Yuanyang Daozun.

As for suppressing Lin Ke, that is Yu Yangzi's power. Forensic fraud is impossible for anyone to avoid. A huge sect can still be as clear as water, fair and selfless as it is only a fantasy of some people.

However, while cultivating secular power, Taiyidao has never given up on exploring and cultivating geniuses. Gao Huan's age, such power, and such temperament will inevitably be taken seriously once he enters the sect.

Even though Yu Yangzi is one of the seven sons, at most, he will suppress Gao Huan and will never do whatever he wants. Taiyidao is a famous and upright sect after all. Even if there is a calculation between them, it will not be too direct, and it will not be able to fly everywhere.

Of course, Yu Yangzi would not be afraid of Gao Huan. He has been in the sect for decades, working diligently, talented, and knows how to be a human being, so he became one of the seven sons. No matter how powerful Gao Huan is, he can be a true disciple. Even if he is genius, he is still his junior. Even if he becomes a great master in the future, he will call him uncle.

Although Xuanyuan Ming's expression remained unchanged, his eyes became serious. The sixth-level warrior is also considered a master. Even if Xuanyuan Ming is a prince, there are not many sixth-level masters around him.

Gao Huan ignored other people's reactions and lowered his head slightly to Wang Tong who was lying under his feet: "Why is Brother Wang arrogant at first and respectful at the end?"

Wang Tong was in a severe pain, but his mind was still awake. After hearing Gao Huan's words, he was so ashamed and angry. But now he was in a mess, and he couldn't fight even if he wanted to fight. He simply buried his face in the soil, and no one could see his expression.

Gao Huan's eyes swept over Xuanyuan Ming and his followers, and finally fell on Yu Yangzi, saying, "Master, you have seen it too, this person takes action first. I am also forced to do so." Gao Huan looked calm and indifferent, and no matter how he looked, he didn't look helpless.

Yu Yangzi snorted coldly, and didn't even get along. He could see that Gao Huan didn't talk much, but was very sharp-mouthed, and he firmly took the truth from beginning to end. Even though he was a little rude in his mouth, he would never do it first, nor would he give him any help.

However, Yu Yangzi still stepped forward and asked Zhao Jiliang and Wang Tong back. He had a simple examination for the two of them. Both of them were injured. The meridians and internal organs were injured, and their bones were broken in many places. Fortunately, they were not ordinary people, and they had various spiritual medicines. After a year or two, they could always be cured.

Xuanyuan Ming looked down at his two comatose men, showing a little concern. Yu Yangzi waved his hand slightly at him and said, "The injury is very serious, but it will not endanger your life. You need to cultivate for a while."

Xuanyuan Ming nodded and said, "Thank you, Master." As he said that, he looked up and looked at Gao Huan again, with a deep expression, no joy or anger.

Gao Huan shook his head. Xuanyuan Ming, the Eighth Prince, was very tolerant. He was slapped in the face like a small person. He could endure it even if he didn't get angry. His face didn't change. He only said that he was a prince.

To be honest, although Xuanyuan Ming is a prince, Gao Huan is not afraid of him. As long as he enters Taiyi Dao, what can Xuanyuan Ming do if he finds a powerful man in the heavenly level? In the nine peaks of Tianji, which powerful man in the heavenly level dares to come uninvited, let alone kill people.

Another problem is that with Xuanyuan Ming's status, it would cost a huge price to invite a powerful man in the heavenly level. Just to kill him, I'm afraid that Xuanyuan Ming himself would not be able to bear it.

When Gao Huan was about to turn around and leave, an old man in green walked out behind Xuanyuan Ming. This man described his old man, with a little bit of old man spots on his exposed skin, his eyes were dull, and his body was filled with a smell of decay.

This man has been standing behind Xuanyuan Ming, not showing his mountains or showing water, like an old servant. At this time, he walked out and his hunched body gradually straightened. The divine light in the eyes of the old Triangle gradually became stronger, and it was still old, but there was no withering, and there was only a deep but surging power.

"Young man, you are so rude." The old man said word by word.

Gao Huan stared at the old man and said, "I didn't see politeness on you."

The old man's old face showed a bit of anger, "Junior, has no one taught you to respect your elders?"

Gao Huan nodded and said, "Of course, elders should respect them. However, they are not allowed to be elders when they are old. The turtle turtle can live for hundreds of years, and no one will take them back to offer them. Being an elders requires virtue, benevolence, wisdom, and etiquette. What do you have? Confusing right and wrong is to be unvirtuous, having malice, being unkind, forcing oneself is to be unwise, and speaking rude. It is to be unrighteous."

The old man knew that he could not tell Gao Huan, and his anger was even better. "Sharp-mouthed, younger brother, damn!" As he said that, his fingers simply drew a circle and shouted in a low voice: "Qi!"

As the old man spoke out his truth, a piece of icy white air gushed out from the front of his fingers, and the ground was immediately covered with a layer of white frost. The cold air surging like a tide, submerging Gao Huan.

As soon as the cold air surged out, dozens of flying swords made of red flames were shot out. After the flame flying sword, dozens of crescent-shaped green wind blades were followed, and finally, thousands of azure lights were flying.

Four fifth-level spells in a row did not stop at all, and were stimulated with just one mantra, and even no magic talisman was used. The four spells formed four waves, attacked in a series, and each spell cooperated with each other, and their power doubled.

Gao Huan had seen many cultivators along the way. The old man in front of him was the strongest cultivator he had ever seen. On the river beach before, he also met a sixth-level cultivator, but the man retreated and did not take action.

The old man's series of magic tricks were like flowing clouds and water, and his casting level made Gao Huan feel amazing. The sixth-level cultivator has achieved great Yin God. If he has magic weapons to store his soul, he can even wander under the scorching sun. Under normal circumstances, his destructive power is stronger than that of ten warriors of the same level.

"Frozen in the ten directions, Flying Sword, Flying Wind Blade, Soul Destroying Star Rain," Yu Yangzi also changed his expression slightly when the old man's four spells were fired. The old man's spells were so pure that it was even above him. There were such masters beside Xuanyuan Ming. He was indeed a prince with a profound foundation, which was hard to compare with by ordinary people.

Among the same level, cultivators have an overwhelming advantage over warriors. In addition, the old man has a successful Yin God, has a profound magic attainment, and has the lead. Even though Gao Huan is powerful, he cannot make any force and can only be beaten passively. There is no suspense in this battle. "This Gao Huan is going to be unlucky!" Yu Yangzi gloated at Gao Huan in this vast white aura, and thought of it.

Xuanyuan Ming also smiled. The devil Zhou Zong was also a famous sixth-level cultivator. He was also the strongest accompanying master around him. If it weren't for being too miserable by Gao Huan, Xuanyuan Ming wouldn't want Zhou Zong to take action.

"Now, I want to teach Gao Huan a profound lesson. Don't rely on your good martial arts skills to show off your power." Xuanyuan Ming was thinking about what to say after stepping on Gao Huan, when he suddenly heard a shocking roar.

"roar!"

A huge white tiger emerged behind Gao Huan. The giant tiger had golden eyes, majestic and domineering aura, wide open his mouth, and roared towards the sky. It swallowed the eight wildernesses, and its sound moved the sky.

In an instant, the storm on the field changed suddenly.

The changing spells and auras were destroyed by the roar, and all the changes in vitality were washed away by the roaring white tiger.

"Marriage Dharma Image!" Zhou Zong's old face was shocked. Gao Huan's cultivation was so powerful at such a young age, and he also understood the martial arts Dharma Image, which Zhou Zong never thought of.

Domineering
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