131: C131 Slap Slap

C131 Slap Slap

Face slap!

Even an invisible and tangible figure was slapping Zhen Haojian's face.

"What did he do just now? He hit Brother Jian in the face. I'm not blind, am I?"

"You're not mistaken. I saw it too. This kid really doesn't know the immensity of heaven and earth. It's not that I'm bragging, it's not just that he wants to die. The entire Hua Shan will be implicated by his actions."

"Hua Shan doesn't have many good days left, haha."

Shocked and shocked, Zhao Xin actually slapped Zhen Haojian's face.

He mocked and ridiculed Zhao Xin's idiotic behavior. Not only was he going to die, but Hua Shan would also have to pay a painful price. He was one step ahead of his sect's destruction.

"You son of a b * tch!"

Pah!

Zhen Haojian was extremely angry. He turned around and cursed, but before he could finish his words, a loud and clear clapping sound was heard once again.

This time, Zhen Haojian's two front teeth were sent flying, and two red fingers appeared on his left and right sides.

"Ah - - you son of a b * tch, I want you dead!"

Zhen Haojian's mental state immediately collapsed. He pulled out the Double Swords from his waist and pushed it towards Zhao Xin.

"It's a high-grade Earth Grade Spirit Artifact, the Dragon Dragon Double Swords!"

"Haha, this kid is dead for sure!"

Xu Qichen wanted to stop him, but was stopped by Zhao Xin.

Zhao Xin's body sank, and with a sway of his feet, he dodged the two long swords.

Bang!

His body was like a fish swimming in water, and he nimbly appeared beside Zhen Haojian, then he fiercely threw out a slap.

Zhen Haojian exerted force and the long sword in his hand flew out of his hand. His entire body was sent flying by the slap.

"Bastard! What are you all looking at? Attack! Kill him!"

"Enough! This is a competition! Zhen Haojian, be careful!"

The old man glanced at Zhao Xin and shouted at Zhen Haojian.

Hearing the old man's shout, Zhen Haojian nodded weakly and was carried back by his lackeys.

Under the dumbfounded looks of the crowd, Zhao Xin lowered his head and greeted the old man. Then, he turned around and walked to Xu Qichen's side.

"Little friend Long, what do you want to do?" Xu Qichen asked worriedly.

He, Hua Shan, could still bear the consequences of offending the Northern Immortal Sect, but after offending the Black Lotus Merchant Guild, Hua Shan was basically dead. He began to doubt his decision.

"This matter is purely my personal action. Elder Xu didn't do anything. The Black Lotus Merchant Guild can't blame the Mount Hua Immortal Sect for this. Once they really do harm to Hua Shan, they can just hand me over to them."

"How can this be? I don't care anymore. I can only take things one step at a time. The Mount Hua Immortal Sect really needs a great purge. "

Before his voice faded, Xu Qichen seized the opportunity to speak. His tone was filled with disappointment towards Hua Shan, but he didn't want to give up the chance to save Hua Shan. Long Yunxin was his chance.

On Zhen Haojian's side, a lackey asked in a low voice, "Brother Jian, we can't just let it go like this."

"Just you wait. I want him to live a life worse than death. When the evaluation is over, I want the Mount Hua Immortal Sect to be destroyed!" Zhen Haojian looked at Zhao Xin's back and snorted fiercely. His eyes were about to spurt out fire.

Both of his cheeks were burning with pain. He couldn't even touch them. Zhao Xin had hidden the Spiritual Energy in his palm. If the Spiritual Energy was stored in his palm, his face would continue to swell.

However, Sun Moon Star Pavilion couldn't just let Zhen Haojian go. An elder had helped him dissolve the Spiritual Energy.

The evaluation continued as usual. However, more and more people were paying attention to Zhao Xin.

"Number 577, a disciple of the Southern Fist Sect, Dong Shigang. Spirit Grass, 370 points. Demon Core, 530 points. A total of 900 points."

On the stage, a tall and sturdy man walked down the stage with a simple and honest smile on his face. The result of 900 points was even better than some disciples of Immortal Sect.

"Next, number 578, Long Yunxin."

When Zhao Xin heard this, he squeezed through the crowd and walked onto the stage.

"He's Long Yunxin?"

"First level Feathering. I don't know who gave him the courage to offend two superpowers. I think he won't be able to live for long."

"Look at his skinny and weak appearance. If he has more than 500 points, I will eat sh * t for everyone to see."

"His surname is still Long. This is an insult to his surname."

Zhen Haojian looked at Zhao Xin who was walking up the stage. His face was gloomy, and his eyes were spitting fire.

"You son of a b * tch. I would like to see what kind of trash you can bring out to compete with me. The only person worthy of being my enemy is Ouyang Tianjian."

The judge stretched out his hand and indicated to Zhao Xin that he could start taking the Spirit Grass and Demon Core that he had obtained during the trial.

"Can the judge let me say something?" Zhao Xin asked the referee respectfully. His tone was gentle, without a trace of arrogance.

The referee's expression changed slightly. This was the first time he had to speak during the evaluation. Subconsciously, he looked at the old man and found that the old man had nodded. Similarly, he nodded at Zhao Xin and said, "Sure, but please hurry up. There are still a lot of people behind us."

"Thank you, judge."

"Today, I want to tell everyone something. I wonder if everyone knows about the Long Family?" Zhao Xin turned around and asked everyone.

"Is this kid stupid? Does he think that his surname is Long and that he is a clansman of Long Zhan and Holy Sovereign?"

"Long Zhan and Holy Sovereign have ascended to the Immortal Realm for more than 20 years, and the Long Family has already been wiped out by the Ao Family. What does he want to say?"

"Brother Long, I know about the Long Family. Dragon Holy Sovereign is my target." Dong Shigang, who had just gotten off the stage, shouted out in a rough voice.

Ouyang Yi, Zhen Haojian, and the old man were all stunned.

The old man looked at Zhao Xin, who was standing on the stage, and his facial expression changed slightly. He furrowed his brows and fell into deep thought.

"And I am the son of Long Zhan, Holy Sovereign, Long Yunxin, the young master of the Long Family, Family Head!"

On the stage, Zhao Xin was neither servile nor overbearing. He shouted sternly. After he finished speaking, he raised his hand, revealing the half jade pendant on his waist.

Everyone was stunned. At first, they were silent for a moment, and then burst into laughter.

"Haha, I thought he was going to say something, Long Zhan Holy Sovereign's son? Him? Then am I not Holy Sovereign? "

" Get down here, don't make a fool of yourself. You are the only one who can return the Long Family's Young Lord. Go and eat sh * t. "

"Hahaha, what did this bastard say? The young master of Long Family, Family Head, and Holy Sovereign's son? Hahaha, this young master is going to laugh himself to death!" Zhen Haojian burst into wild laughter.1

The old man's eyes were wide open. Earlier, he felt that Zhao Xin looked familiar, but he couldn't recall who he looked like. The moment Zhao Xin mentioned him, he immediately thought of Long Zhan. The biggest mastermind behind the Long Family's destruction was him, Imperial Sword City.

He couldn't let this kid live! He couldn't let the people of Long Family live!

For a moment, the entire venue fell into a wild laughter. However, the eyes of a few people in the middle of the crowd flickered slightly. They looked at the people on the stage in shock. There was only respect on their faces. Soon after, they quietly left the venue.

In the face of those cursing and cursing at their father, there was ridicule, ridicule, and the sound of provocation. Instead, there was a trace of a strange smile on the corner of their mouths.

This was the effect that he wanted. Ever since he came out of Ao City, he had been guessing that the culprit behind the Long Family's annihilation was not the Ao Family. The shadow of Imperial Sword City had always been flashing in his heart.

The old man's shocked expression didn't fade from his eyes, which made him even more convinced of his guess.

However, this wasn't the main purpose. It was to spread the news that there was still someone alive in the Long Family, the son of Long Zhan and Holy Sovereign. The Young Lord of the Long Family was still alive.

It didn't matter whether these people recognized him or not. It was useless even if they did. He only wanted to gather the Long Family's army, which had frightened everyone in the past, which consisted of less than a hundred people.

It had only been twenty years, and Zhao Xin absolutely didn't believe that not a single one of them would be left alive. As long as the news was spread out, this amount of insults wouldn't be a big deal.

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