Martial Alchemy Sovereign - Chapter 1281

“What qualifications do you have to change your life…”

The voice was so soft that it passed through the Seven Star Diamond array shrouded over Tianji Pavilion and passed to Dugu Yuyang’s ears.

Dugu Yuyang raised his head, frowned slightly and looked at the figure quietly.

That figure is the blood clan saint. No doubt, at the moment, the beautiful blood clan Saint stands in the air, and a few smiles have been wiped on that feminine and beautiful face.

The blood clan saint’s eyes were very contemptuous. His sharp eyes fell on Dugu Yuyang and continued: “kill the son of the blood clan elder, how can you not die today? Change your life against the sky? Why, you want to say that you can live from my hands with your ability?”

“Hoo Hoo…”

At this time, the five blood clan elders who followed closely behind the blood clan Holy Son also arrived one after another. In addition, there were hundreds of blood clan martial artists with strong strength.

Duan Wuchen, of course.

Looking at the dark blood clan and martial arts, they were all wearing blood robes, and their faces were covered under the hats of red robes.

Only the son of the blood clan showed his beautiful and feminine face, and there was a smile of disdain on his face.

“Damn! This is Tianji Pavilion. You can’t do anything wrong!”

At this time, the elder of Tianji Pavilion shouted angrily and stared at the blood clan son sadly.

“Hehe, an old bone is about to fall apart. Why do you keep pestering here? Old thing, if I were you, just get away from here.”

Duan Wuchen followed the blood clan Saint son and saw the elder of Tianji Pavilion standing proudly. He sneered with disdain and scolded: “get out of here quickly, old man, otherwise, when the saint son conquers Tianji Pavilion, you will be broken to pieces.”

Suddenly, he was scolded by an unknown young man. It can be imagined that the elder of Tianji pavilion was in a good mood. He frowned and stared at Duan Wuchen. He shouted coldly, “what are you, and you deserve to shout here?”

“He is a disciple of egret Academy. His name is Duan Wuchen. Duan Xuanyuan, who was killed by Su Ling before, is his brother. But unexpectedly, he betrayed egret academy and joined the blood family.”

At a glance, old man Tianji saw through Duan Wuchen’s real origin. After all, he had a divine calculation. He could clearly see the fate of most people. Rao is zilaner and other people born from the Tianmo clan can be seen through by him at a glance. Therefore, it is not a problem to see through Duan Wuchen’s origin.

“Ha ha, you really deserve to be the leader of the Tianji Pavilion. I really have some skills. Today, I come with the blood clan Saint son. It is the general trend. I am a famous teacher and help the blood clan elder’s son to avenge his misfortune. If you know the truth, you should hand over Dugu Yuyang quickly so as not to ask for hardship.”

Duan Wuchen immediately laughed and said sarcastically, “isn’t it a good thing to hand over a Dugu Yuyang to protect the whole Tianji pavilion from disaster?”

“Young owls, it’s better to be restrained. Don’t follow your brother’s footsteps.”

The old man Tianji was extremely calm, stared at Duan Wuchen very seriously, smiled faintly and said that even though the blood family has been pressed by the army at the moment, the old man Tianji still showed calm and unafraid.

“If you have a face, you’ll be called the Lord of the secret Pavilion. If you don’t have a face, you’ll be half dead.”

As soon as he heard that the old man Tianji actually said something about Duan Xuanyuan, Duan Wuchen was very angry, his face was iron green, his eyes looked at the old man Tianji sharply, and scolded: “do you think you can really protect your son with your old bone?”

“It seems that your brother didn’t teach you to respect the old and love the young.”

Even though Duan Wuchen spoke wildly and humiliated old man Tianji, old man Tianji was still very calm and just said with a smile.

“Don’t mention my brother again! It’s an insult to my brother to say my brother from your mouth. Old bastard, if you really know the truth, you’ll hand over Dugu Yuyang quickly.”

Duan Wuchen clenched his fist, stared at the old man and roared wildly.

“OK, then I’ll replace your brother and teach you how to respect the old and love the young!”

The old man shook his head helplessly.

The next moment, old Tianji’s eyes suddenly sank, and a duster appeared in his hand out of thin air. Then he saw the old Tianji’s right hand suddenly shake. The seemingly soft and powerless duster, like countless spikes, directly passed through the Seven Star Diamond array shrouded over Tianji Pavilion and hit Duan Wuchen hard.

Seeing this means, Duan Wuchen’s look changed greatly and his mind trembled. He looked at the dust, his pupils contracted sharply, and his legs trembled directly.

“Son, help me!”

Almost without thinking, Duan Wuchen shouted.

The blood clan Saint son always has a few contemptuous smiles on his face. After all, for him, old Tianji is just a triple warrior in the realm of heaven and God, which is not enough to be afraid.

After all, the son of the blood clan has stepped into the four levels of the realm of heaven and God. The biggest difference between the realm of heaven and God and other levels is that the realm of heaven and God is a real small level, that is, one level of heaven. In other words, although the triple of heaven and God is very close to the quadruple of heaven and God, the gap between the two is very different.

Because of this, seeing the powerful sage treasure such as dust brush thrown out by the Tianji old man, the blood clan Saint son looked fearless and just smiled faintly.

Then, the right hand of the blood family Saint grabbed at the void, and the sharp dust was caught in the palm of his hand in an instant.

“Duan Wuchen is a guest of honor of my blood family. Please give me a face. What happened just now should be over, how about it?”

The blood clan Holy Son smiled a few times and held the dust tightly in his right hand. The energy contained in the dust was easily crushed and consumed by the blood clan Holy Son.

At the moment, the blood clan holy son just half narrowed his eyes, stared at the Tianji old man, and said, “of course, if you don’t want to, you can shoot me first. As long as you can beat me, you can dispose of the clean dust.”

The old man Tianji was very calm, but his right hand suddenly shook, took back the dust directly, and said with a smile: “since it’s the son of the blood clan who spoke, how can I be aggressive? After all, it’s just a dog of the blood clan, and I can’t pay attention to it for the time being!”

“Damn old thing, who do you call a dog?”

Duan Wuchen looks blue. Although he betrayed egret academy and chose to follow the blood family, he has a cooperative relationship with the blood family. How can he be a dog of the blood family? This is an insult to others!

“All right, shut up! Here, you haven’t spoken yet. Since you’re a dog, you have to be a dog. Don’t you quit?”

The blood clan Holy Son snorted coldly and looked at Duan Wuchen with deep meaning. Only this eye made Duan Wuchen feel creepy. Even if he was humiliated into a dog by the blood clan Holy Son at the moment, he didn’t dare to refute.

After all, he has seen the power of the blood clan son with his own eyes. If you really dare to offend the blood clan son, killing him with the ability of the blood clan son is as easy as killing an ant.

Duan Wuchen obediently retreated behind the blood clan Holy Son and said nothing. He was like a pug. Even if he was unwilling and angry, he didn’t dare to resist.

“Hehe, when you used me just now, you called me brother Duan. Now when you can’t use me, you directly treat me as a pug. Damn it!”

Duan Wuchen’s eyes are sad and fierce. He stares at the blood clan Holy Son coldly, but he doesn’t dare to expose the slightest hostility. When the realm reaches the level of blood clan Holy Son, his perception is very strong. As long as Duan Wuchen dares to show half of his killing intention, it is equivalent to looking for death.

“Your Excellency, I’ve taught you a lesson about the dog raised by my blood family. Are you satisfied?”

The son of the blood clan couldn’t help laughing. Of course, he knew that Duan Wuchen was angry and even hostile to him, but what could he do?

The anger of the weak, like a fart, has no value at all. Only the anger of the strong can dominate the life and death of others.