989: C989 Holy Orchid Domineering and Overbearing

C989 Holy Orchid Domineering and Overbearing

"Jiang Tian, forget it!"

Zhao Xueqing couldn't bear it. She stepped forward to stop her and advised, "No matter what, he took care of my mother before!"

"Hmph, reclusive royal family, Crown Prince, they are just Ants that I casually destroyed!"

"I'll give you a chance, don't be reckless!"

Jiang Tian let out a cold laugh. With a shake of his right arm, Jin Zixuan fell behind the State Advisor like he was a dead dog.

That Old Man with a head of white hair who formed a whip helped Jin Zixuan up before slowly walking towards Jiang Tian: "Jiang Taichu, you are truly crazy.

Jiang Tian said in a cold voice, "The last State Advisor, the former Sect Leader of the Kongtong Sect, Fan Qilong?"

"It's us!"

Old Fellow did not stop as his killing intent surged.

"I heard that in the Qing Dynasty, your Cultivation Level was a level above Situ Xiao, and your set of Snake Saliva Wind Chasing Claw was exceptionally proficient. He stepped into the Divine Stage when he was in his thirties, and was known as the late Qing The First Man of China. Right now, your lifespan is three hundred years, so you should already have a Earth Immortal and Cultivation Level? "

Jiang Tian asked again.

"The glory of the past is not worth mentioning!"

Fan Qilong's voice was hoarse, his killing intent still strong.

"You're pretty modest!"

Jiang Tian laughed and said.

"Not mentioning the glory from the past, it is because our family wants to re-emerge from the martial arts world, and kill you, the world's number one person, sweep Holy See and Brahmin away, and once again ascend to the pinnacle of this planet!"

Fan Qilong continued to walk forward, his eyes cold, his bent hook-like nails trembling slightly, like a golden wolf.

"Haha, forget it, Dirty Old Man, I won't fight with you! You are already three hundred years old and your blood and Qi are almost dried up. Even if I don't kill you, you won't be able to live for long! "

Jiang Tian ridiculed.

"State Advisor, kill him! Then, we will take down the Tianqing Sect and control it! "

Jin Zixuan was humiliated time and time again, he hated Jiang Tian to the bones, and lost his patience as he passionately encouraged him.

He had absolute confidence in Fan Qilong.

"Fan Qilong is the trump card of the Xiluo's family, how can Jiang Taichu be the opponent!"

Seeing that State Advisor had made his move, Nalan Li, Nalan Qinghe and the rest all felt dejection and fear. Their faces became very excited, as if Jiang Tian was dead for sure.

It had to be known that Fan Qilong was Sect Leader Hou Dong, an existence that had the ability to compete with the Karakorum sect and the Cyan City Sect back then.

At the end of the Qing Dynasty, as the State Advisor that protected the nation, Fan Qilong could be said to be unrivalled.

That year, the Old Buddha was chased out of the capital by the allied army of the eight nations. Other than the Chief Eunuch Li Lien-ying, he was the one who protected him.

In fact, even the Joining Fist was taught by him.

It was said that his disciple was proficient in 'godly attacks'. He made incantation gestures and invited the spirit into his body, being able to firmly fight against the Bullet without fear of gunfire.

Jin Zixuan's Martial Arts, was also taught by him! He truly is a strong person of the Earth Immortal!

"Even if you are called Celestial Immortals, I am afraid you do not live up to your name! After all you are only in your thirties, with shallow levels of cultivation and insufficient battle experience, how could you be a opponent who has fought throughout the world and lived for hundreds of years? "

At this moment, Jin Zixuan was filled with confidence, his eyes shone with the light of a pearl of thought, as if Jiang Tian was already a dead man.

"Hahaha, The First Man of China Fan Qilong of late Qing Dynasty! Jiang Taichu's head is mine, you don't have the qualifications to kill him! "

However, at this moment, a strange cry pierced through the Golden Crack Stone and caused the clouds to shatter.

"Get out of my way!"

This strange roar was like a tiger's roar that resounded through the mountains and shook the fields. Even the drizzle flew diagonally in the air, shaking the earth and shaking the mountains within a radius of three miles.

The people from the Nalan Clan staggered back, dizzy, annoyed to death, and vomited.

Even a Half-step Deity Stage like Nalan Li could not take it, and his face paled.

Clang!

Suddenly, rubble flew everywhere and mud arrows were shot out.

The marble floor was caved in, leaving a five to six meter deep hole.

Wave after wave of air was pushed forward with an intimidating aura. The people of Nalan Clan were so shocked that their heads were overturned, and their eyes were filled with fear.

A majestic figure smashed heavily onto the ground like a meteor.

Within the billowing smoke and flames.

Bang! With a muffled sound, a foot stepped out from the hole.

That leg was covered with the mysterious rune's metal battle boots, as though it was an immortal's treasure!

The moment this foot stepped out, the entire mausoleum garden's aura became sluggish as a dark chill enveloped the area. A berserk pressure suddenly pushed out.

Other than Jiang Tian and Zhao Xueqing, everyone else found it hard to breathe.

A European power dressed in medieval armor clothes, holding a bloodstained spear, walked out from the cloud of smoke and steam.

His curly golden hair draped over his shoulders, and he had a full beard. He had a high nose and deep eyes, and a pair of deep blue eyes that were as deep as the ocean.

There was a complicated aura of divinity and beast nature mixed within his body!

It was holy, cruel, bright, and bloodthirsty, as if it could look down on all living beings and punish the heavens!

"This … this is Saint." "Ou!"

When he saw's face, Fan Qilong was so shocked that his heart dropped into the abyss. His face turned white and his body started to tremble violently.

When the allied army of the eight nations invaded, Fan Qilong and Sheng One had initially been together. Ao Gu had fought before, but he was not opponent!

After all, the other party was the last adjudicator of the Holy See, the guardian of the Holy Tomb.

His battle prowess was that of the Saint King, his saint techniques were as profound as the heavens and his spear was as profound as the heavens and earth!

"It's actually him!"

Jin Zixuan's face also changed as if he had lost his parents. He looked at Sheng Si in fear and shock. Agu.

Nalan Li and the others were so scared that their faces turned pale and cold sweat instantly emerged.

"State Advisor Fan, I heard that you want to sweep across Holy See and ascend to the throne of the world's strongest? How about you pass through me first? "2

Sacred Ou's eyes were filled with arrogance. Stepping forward, each step he took made muffled thumping sounds as his armor rubbed against his body, and the sound of metal against metal made one's heart ache.

His Chinese was very pure and even had a bit of the accent of Beijing.

strong person like this used to roam the entire world, challenging and fighting everywhere, and they could almost learn all kinds of languages.

"old decay, I, I... "I don't dare!"

Fan Qilong panicked, the fear in his eyes.

He retreated step by step like a little rabbit who had seen a tiger.

What he had said just now, was only to bluff and scare during a battle. How could he dare to challenge the Holy See to death?

He had the guts and ability, how could the Old Buddha be chased around like that by the Holy See.

"Haha, do you want to admit defeat? You are so weak, just kneel down and submit to my Holy See! "

St. Ogg's stood firmly with his spear crossed between his hands. He looked at Fan Qilong with disdain, gave Jin Zixuan a sidelong glance, and said with a smile:

"Are you the descendant of the rotten Qing Dynasty's royal family? Ridiculous yellow monkey, weak chicken! Kneel! "

Jin Zixuan was at a loss for words, he did not dare say anything, his entire body felt as though he had fallen into an ice cellar, he trembled in fear, as though his soul had left his body, his face pale white.

From the time when he could remember, his father and brother had taught him the power of the West.

When he was in his teens, he had once bumped into a white student on the street.

That Caucasian man scolded him "ridiculous yellow monkey, weak chicken, kneel down!" and gave him a few big slaps!

When his father, Jin Luanxiong learned of this, not only did he not help him, he even forced him to his knees and beat him with a whip!

He was beaten half to death, and from then on, he was deeply traumatized.

When he looked at the Europe people's faces, even if it was just ordinary people's faces, he felt a little scared.

This fear had formed into an inertia that was deeply embedded in his mind.

Furthermore, he was facing a real Saint King!

"Saint." Ao Gu, don't you dare be overbearing, taking advantage of the weak, pushing others too far, our China is a country of honor and etiquette, always ruling over people with reason, not willing to fight with you! It's not because I'm afraid of you! "

Fan Qilong trembled, but he still mustered his courage and shouted loudly.

He even sounded like a woman who was being bullied.

Jiang Tian gently shook his head, feeling sorrowful in his heart.

This was a dignified State Advisor of a nation, to actually be as timid as a tiger from an enemy!

"So what if I am bullying you and humiliating you? You want to reason with me? What a joke! weakling does not have the qualifications to reason with strong person! "

St. Ou looked at Fan Qilong as if he was looking at a fool, and said mockingly:

"I'll give you three seconds to think about it. Either kneel down and submit to my Holy See, or die!"

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