C1396 Ancestor Save Me
C1396 Ancestor Save Me
Damn it, this kind of monster was rare even in the 36 upper provinces, let alone the lower provinces.
It was definitely a direct descendant of a supreme being inheritance, or even a young lord. It was not something that a tiny Heaven's Edge Pavilion like them could afford to offend.
Without any hesitation, Gong Zhiping sold his treasure, Disciple Zhong Chuyun.
Yun Er, Yun Er, don't blame me. I have no other choice. Besides, in the end, you were the one who cheated me first. Don't blame me for not caring about the relationship between master and disciple.
. . .
"What? Am I seeing things?"
"White Dragon King sold his direct disciple just like that?"
. . .
The surrounding Saint Rulers were slightly stunned and could not react in time. White Dragon King was different from the other elders of the Heaven's Edge Pavilion. He had many disciples under him. He only had one direct disciple under his command, the Ice Dragon King Zhong Chuyun. It could be said that he had always regarded Zhong Chuyun as his successor. Logically speaking, he shouldn't have sold Zhong Chuyun out so easily.
However, there were also many Holy Kings who had a look of admiration in their eyes. What a good White Dragon King, he was really decisive.
If a person doesn't want to live, he will be punished by the heavens and the earth. Sin disciple, how dare you cheat me?
Isn't it just a personal disciple? Their Longevitys are endless. At most, they can just take in a few more in the future.
If they continued to resist, not only would he not be able to gain any benefits, even their Heaven's Edge Pavilion would be in deep trouble.
. . .
"Cough, cough, cough. . . Zhong Chuyun kept coughing. He wanted to say something, but he could not say a word. He looked at Gong Zhiping with pleading eyes. There was also a trace of disbelief. He still couldn't accept that Master, who always doted on him, would treat him like this.
Unfortunately, Gong Zhiping didn't budge at all. There was a great fear between life and death. In order to survive, he could even abandon his own son, let alone his disciple.
"Yun Er, if you don't die, my Heaven's Edge Pavilion will never have a peaceful day. For the sake of my Heaven's Edge Pavilion, you can go with a peace of mind!"
. . .
Above the transportation array.
Yang Fann looked at Gong Zhiping coldly, and a mocking smile appeared on his face, "You pushed it quite cleanly, but unfortunately, you will still die today!"
Anyone who dared to attack him would be sentenced to death. If he wasn't strong enough, would that claw have killed him just now?
"Gongzi, it was indeed my fault just now. In that case, I am willing to compensate you. . . " It was the greatest humiliation of his life for a high level Ninth Empyrean Saint King to beg for mercy from a middle level Ninth Empyrean Saint King. However, he had no choice but to do so. The inheritance of the supreme being wasn't something he could afford to offend. Also, the Heaven's Edge Pavilion behind him was someone he couldn't afford to offend.
"Compensation? Use your life as compensation. " Yang Fann's eyes flashed with killing intent.
The next second. . .
"Rumble. . . "
The vast amount of magical energy within Yang Fann's body was instantly pushed to the limit.
In an instant, the energy around Yang Fann's body increased crazily, rising steadily.
"Puchi ~ Puchi ~"
In all directions, an endless stream of air began to collapse, flow backwards, and go berserk. Even the space itself began to faintly crack.
. . .
"Ah ~ ~ ~ How is this possible. . . " White Dragon King screamed. There was a trace of panic in the depths of his eyes. At this moment, Yang Fann's aura had already surpassed Ninth Empyrean Saint King's. It made him feel like he was going to face Top-level Ninth Empyrean Saint King directly.
Top-level Ninth Empyrean Saint King, who was less than a million years old, how could such a monster exist?
Even the number one person in the younger generation of the two families, three palaces, and four sects of a country might not have such a monster.
Fake! This must be fake!
. . .
"Puchi ~ ~"
Yang Fann moved his body and crushed the Void. In the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of White Dragon King.
"Die!"
"Rumble. . . "
Yang Fann turned his head and struck down with his palm.
Under the enhancement of the vast amount of magic power in his body, Yang Fann's strength increased by more than ten times in an instant. Even if he wasn't as strong as Top-level Ninth Empyrean Saint King, he was still not much weaker. He was definitely not weaker than a Nine Dao High Ninth Empyrean Saint King.
"Puchi ~ Puchi ~"
Wherever the palm force passed, the space was like a mirror. It was full of crisscrossing cracks, as if it could break at any time.
. . .
"Ah ~ ~ ~ It's true, everything is true. . . "
An extremely dangerous aura woke White Dragon King up in an instant. He finally believed that Yang Fann really had the power to fight Top-level Ninth Empyrean Saint King.
"Young master, stop! I have no intention of becoming your enemy. All of this is the fault of my disciple, it's all his fault! It has nothing to do with me!" White Dragon King let out a miserable wail. Zhong Chuyun flew out of his hand and lunged at Yang Fann.
"Ahh ~ ~ ~ No. . . "
"Bang ~"
A miserable cry of despair rang out as Zhong Chuyun was forcefully blasted apart. The terrifying power had completely obliterated his Holy Soul.
Initially, he wanted to borrow Master's strength to avenge the Zhong Family, but in the end, he became Master's shield and died a violent death. It was truly ironic.
. . .
"Rumble. . . "
After destroying Zhong Chuyun with a single palm strike, Yang Fann didn't slow down at all. He continued to attack White Dragon King.
"Ah ~ ~ ~ I'm going to fight you to the death. . . "
Facing the relentless Yang Fann, the fierceness in White Dragon King's heart was completely ignited.
"Rumble ~ ~ ~"
Rays of bright white light burst out from White Dragon King's body all of a sudden, like numerous white dragons, sweeping across the world.
"Break for me!"
With a punch, a terrifying five-clawed white dragon burst out. The Dragon's Aura was unparalleled, sweeping across the world.
The White Dragon's World Shocking Fist! - - White Dragon King's famous ultimate skill, a top grade Profound Rank Secret Skill.
In fact, for a Ninth Empyrean Saint King like White Dragon King, the most suitable secret skill was a Earth-grade secret skill. A Profound Rank secret skill, even if it was a top grade Profound Rank King secret skill, had a limited effect on him. Even if he had cultivated this White Dragon Shocking Fist to the Great Perfection Stage, it would only increase his strength by one fold.
It was just that it was not easy to obtain the Earth-grade secret skill. A first-rate power like the Heaven's Edge Pavilion only had one Earth-grade secret skill. Unless it was Pavilion Master, he would not be able to learn it. White Dragon King did not have the qualifications to do so.
This was the sorrow of a small power.
Unlike the Witch Clan, a Earth-grade King level secret skill was just a standard for a high level Wu King. Among them, the most outstanding ones even had a Celestial Level secret skill. This was a powerful secret skill that many Heavenly Venerates didn't even have the chance to learn.
"Bang ~ ~"
Yang Fann slammed his palm onto the five-clawed white dragon.
In less than a breath's time.
"Argh. . . "
With a despairing dragon's roar, the five-clawed white dragon completely collapsed and turned into dust.
White Dragon King was only a two-pronged high tier Ninth Empyrean Saint King. Even with the support of the Profound Rank Secret Skill, his strength was only comparable to the high tier Ninth Empyrean Saint King of Three Paths. Compared to the nine high tier Ninth Empyrean Saint King, the difference was more than a few times.
"No ~ ~ ~ Seven Treasures Glazed Umbrella, block it for me!"
"Buzz ~ ~"
A large, lustrous, pearl colored umbrella floated above White Dragon King's head, enveloping his entire body.
The Seven Treasures Glazed Umbrella - an eight-patterned defensive Dao Weapon, White Dragon King's ultimate Dao Protector treasure.
"Resisting with all your might. " Yang Fann sneered.
"Bang!"
A violent palm force struck the Seven Treasures Glazed Umbrella.
"Crack ~ ~ Crack ~"
The Seven Treasures Glazed Umbrella began to crack at a speed visible to the naked eye. Under the suppression of the power of the World Island, Yang Fann's strength was weakened by nearly half. However, his physical defense was not weakened at all. It was still comparable to a nine-patterned Dao Weapon. Moreover, it was one of the best among the nine-patterned Dao Weapons. It was not something that an eight-patterned Dao Weapon like the Seven Treasures Glazed Umbrella could compare with.
"Argh! How could this be?! White Dragon King was extremely shocked. His Seven Treasures Glazed Umbrella was an eight-patterned defensive Dao Weapon, and its quality was extremely strong. Even those nine Top-level Ninth Empyrean Saint King wouldn't be able to destroy the Seven Treasures Glazed Umbrella with just his bare hands without using a nine-patterned Dao Weapon.
Breaking through the defense and shattering the Seven Treasures Glazed Umbrella. . . That's totally two different concepts.
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"Not good ~ ~ ~ Save me, Old Ancestor, save me!"
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