OBS Chapter 726 The Uninvited Guest At The End Of The Banquet
Chapter 726 The Uninvited Guest At The End Of The Banquet
Seeing Xiao Ran forming seals with both hands, there was a strange fluctuation in the Zitian Metropolis.
The figure of the black dragon under siege disappeared in a flash.
"Damn it!" The three Sun Xiaokong who were besieging him rushed to nothing, and they had no time to dodge and collided with each other, making them dizzy.
Yaoyang almost passed out directly.
There is no way, the other two have been beaten by Huo San, and they are very hard-headed. Even if Yaoyang's Cultivation Base is the highest, it is useless.
Sun Xiaokong instantly understood the mystery behind this, raised his hand and raised his middle finger vigorously.
"That old sixth man outside, let us out too!"
Xiao Ran laughed dryly and touched his nose.
Then seal again and release Sun Xiaokong, Zihao and Yaoyang.
When he landed, Yaoyang was still a little dizzy, and almost fell to the ground when he tilted his body, thanks to Zihao who was beside him stretched out his hand to support him.
"Xiaokong, what is the sixth child?" Zihao asked curiously.
"Ask me? Actually, I don't know..."
"Then what were you talking about just now?"
"Anyway, the sixth one is just swearing at people, referring to those guys who don't do their business, my Master said..."
When the three of them came out, the black dragon prince who had turned into a human body was already sitting in the Lotus Position at the banquet, exercising his kung fu and adjusting his breath.
"Black Loach! I haven't beaten enough just now! You fucking wait for me!" Sun Xiaoqi was so aggressive that he immediately wanted to rush forward, wishing he could kill the black dragon right here.
Zi Hao has eaten all the dragon meat, but he hasn't eaten it yet, and he can't wait.
"You bastard, do you really think that no one can cure you?" The eighth prince of the Thunder Dragon Clan stood up to stop him, his eyes bursting with lightning.
"Hey, you are also a dragon, and it still tastes spicy..." Sun Xiaokong said, licking his tongue.
He had piercing eyes, so he could tell at a glance that the young man in blue robes was a Thunder Dragon, and he was immediately excited.
"You're courting death!" The eighth prince of the Thunder Dragon Clan opened his mouth and spit out a beam of lightning, hitting Sun Xiaokong directly between his eyebrows.
The shot is to greet the key point, it is obvious that you want to hurt the killer.
Unexpectedly, Sun Xiaokong didn't dodge or dodge, he raised his hand and slapped the thunder light to pieces.
Seeing this situation, most of the people present were stunned.
The onlookers could feel the destructive aura in the thunder light just now, and killing a cultivator who had transformed himself into the First Stage Heaven was no problem.
Even more than 90% of the Tianjiao present had to avoid the edge when they encountered it.
But such a fierce blow was scattered by Sun Xiaokong of Mahayana late stage with only the power of his palm.
"How is this possible!" Thunder Dragon Eighth Prince's pupils shrank suddenly, his face full of disbelief.
What he just performed was the uninherited secret technique of the Thunder Dragon Clan in the West Sea, Thunder Dragon Nine Kills and Third Kill Hidden Kill, which has the power of lore.
Especially at the unexpected close range just now, the chance of success is extremely high.
"Your little thunder is not enough to scratch it, even the thunder of wrath of heaven may not be able to wake the young master from his sleep!" Sun Xiaokong raised his chin and shouted.
Upon hearing this, someone in the corner of the banquet suddenly spit out a big mouthful of wine.
"Puff...cough cough cough..."
"I'm afraid this brat is trying to choke me to death..."
"The moment the lightning struck that day, you passed by on the spot. Only if you wake up can you be a ghost..."
Turning around, Huo San found a person sitting next to him staring blankly at him.
"Hey, what do you think I'm doing? It's not your wine, and it's none of your business to waste it..."
"It's okay if you wash your hair, can I spit it out?"
The man wiped the drink off his face and responded weakly.
"It looks like the same glass of wine..."
...
"What daddy hates the most in his life is you, a sneak attacking despicable little... dragon, give daddy a stick!" The barbarian burly man waved his mace to cover his head and face and greeted.
Ao Chi, the fourth prince of the Fire Dragon Clan in the South China Sea stood up abruptly, and covered the mace with red-scaled dragon claws protruding from his sleeve robe.
"Friends of the human race, please don't hurt your peace..."
Hearing this, the barbarian burly man laughed out loud.
"You are a good dragon. You are much stronger than the other two reptiles. You are a good opponent. I will definitely have a good fight with you someday!"
"Barbarian, what did you say?"
The Eighth Prince of the Thunder Dragon Clan wanted to make a move again, but was stopped by Ao Chi.
The latter shook his head slightly, signaling not to act rashly.
"Manzi, and that skinny monkey, let's wait and see!" The eighth prince of Leilong really didn't continue to make a move, and sat back to his original place after saying a harsh word.
Ao Chi held a glass of wine and smiled at the people at the banquet: "I'm really sorry for disturbing everyone's interest, Ao Chi hereby apologizes to everyone..."
After all, drink it up.
After drinking, he pointed the bottom of the glass at Sun Xiaokong.
"Brother Sun, please."
Although Sun Xiaokong has always been informal, he never slaps a smiley face, so naturally he didn't slap Ao Chi's face.
Then he went back to his seat and raised his wine glass to pay respects.
Xiao Ran took the opportunity to get up to appease the two camps that were consciously divided.
"Everyone is full of pride, it's normal to have a little friction, let's forget it now, don't take it to heart, hahaha..."
Ye Chen, who was sitting next to Xiao Ran, looked at Ao Chi with a smile on his face without blinking.
His intuition told him that the latter was definitely one of the top among the younger generation of the Dragon Clan, and he was more than a notch better than the previous Black Dragon Prince and Thunder Dragon Eight Prince.
Gradually, the turmoil subsided.
Calm was restored at the banquet again.
But just when Xiao Ran was about to breathe a sigh of relief, something happened.
Suddenly there was a domineering and powerful coercion, which permeated the entire venue in an instant. Most of the oppressed people present were breathless and their faces were flushed.
"Holy Lord level powerhouse!"
"It's not an ordinary Holy Master level, at least it has to be above the median Holy Master!"
"An unidentified elder appeared at the party of the younger generation. Aren't you afraid of causing the wrath of all parties!"
The Tianjiao present looked around vigilantly.
Without understanding the purpose of this uninvited guest's visit today, no one dared to relax.
"Why did the senior come here today? Please give the Xiao family an explanation!" Xiao Ran said in a deep voice.
In order to show his sincerity, he didn't even arrange for any strong man from the Xiao family to maintain order in the venue, but now he was taken advantage of by others, and he was very upset.
The visitor didn't respond.
I saw a Daoist figure rushing out of the void, and a fierce palm went straight to Sun Xiaokong.
"Dare!" Xiao Ran was furious, and quickly urged Zitiandu to stop him.
But Zitian's level is really too high, it's not something that Xiao Ran's current Cultivation Base can fully control, it's really powerless.
"Damn it, come here if you have the ability, at worst, I will lie down for a few more days!" Sun Xiaokong knew that he had been locked and could not avoid it, so he smashed the jar and stopped moving.
At the very moment, an ice shield came out out of thin air and blocked that sharp palm.
Only then did Sun Xiaokong remember that Mrs. Own Master was at the venue...