3337: C3337 Domineering Threat

C3337 Domineering Threat

"You want to intercept that Devil Child by yourself and plan for countless years?" The old man looked at Hsiang Yang as if he was looking at a fool.

As the ruler of Artland, he had the strength of a Half-step Ruler. In addition to the terrifying strength of a chaotic world like Artland, he didn't dare to say that he could fight Filthy Devil Ruler.

As for Hsiang Yang, he was merely a Chaos Saint. How could he have the nerve to say that he wanted to intercept Filthy Devil Ruler and obtain Ruler Of Order's treasure? This was simply wishful thinking.

At this moment, the old man felt that he was a little silly. He had nothing better to do than to chat with a Chaos Saint.

If he had known this earlier, he would have set up a stall for a while longer. Perhaps, he would have met someone even more interesting to play with.

"Of course I can't do it by myself, but as long as you are willing to help me stop Filthy Devil Ruler, the old man said. If they really have a way to obtain Ruler Of Order's treasure, I will have an eighty to ninety percent chance of killing all the experts sent by Filthy Devil Ruler in the Primordial Sacred Domain. Alright."

Hsiang Yang looked at the old man with a smile, "Of course. If I can really snatch Ruler Of Order's treasure from them, I will share it with you."

There was no problem with sharing it, but I can also share a bit of it.

Hsiang Yang thought in his heart. If this old man was easy to talk to... He could also think of a way to trick this old man into joining the war in Pangu Chaos World, or perhaps he could directly make Artland's Chaotic Great World declare war on Panyu Chaos World. That would be interesting.

"Kid, where did you get your confidence from? How dare you think that you can intercept that old devil Hu Filthy Devil?" The old man looked at Hsiang Yang and found it very strange.

Of course, it wasn't because he felt that Hsiang Yang was really confident, nor was it because he was curious about whether Hsiang Yang could succeed or not.

At this moment, the old man was thinking about how this guy became a Saint.

It was really strange for a person with an abnormal brain to be able to cultivate to become a Saint.

If Hsiang Yang knew that this old man treated him as someone with an abnormal brain, he would probably become angry with this old man on the spot.

At this moment, he said with a smile, "Anyway, I'm confident that I can deal with all the Saints and Chaos Holy Sovereign sent by that old devil, and seize everything from them. As long as I can obtain Ruler Of Order's inheritance, that will depend on my luck. "

"You must be joking."

The old man still didn't believe Hsiang Yang.

Hsiang Yang sighed helplessly, "Forget it, forget it. Since you don't believe me, then forget it."

He stood up and walked outside, sighing as he walked. "Everyone says that the ruler of Artland is very powerful, and that he doesn't fear the heavens and earth. He would never fear any Half-step Ruler. Now, it seems like those rumors were all wrong. Tsk tsk, even if I don't ask you to do anything... You don't even dare to do anything, you're really a coward."

"Wait."

The old man was so angry that he immediately stopped Hsiang Yang, "Stinking brat, speak clearly. This old man is also very unhappy with that dirty old bastard. If possible, he could naturally deal with that old bastard. But... You have to tell me all the people behind you. "

As he spoke, he waved his hand and vanished with Hsiang Yang and Hei Mei.

In an instant, Hsiang Yang felt the movement of the stars. When he regained his senses, he had already appeared in a scientific research field.

"Uh, this is..."

Hsiang Yang was somewhat dumbfounded. This old man actually brought him to the research room. Was he planning to dissect him for research?

He was a little regretful. He should not have talked too much with this old man. In the end, there was a problem. It seemed that this old man still wanted to deal with him.

"This is where this old man lives."

The old man looked around proudly. "At the same time, this is also where the old man researched all kinds of inventions. Look, the real Artland City was developed by the old man bit by bit. Creating it using different methods, when you are immersed in it... We'll find that it's such a wonderful thing."

"You are truly different from the others."

Hsiang Yang smiled embarrassedly. This old man was really a clear stream among Half-step Ruler warriors. He was so different from the others.

The others were all thinking about how to cultivate with all their might, how to comprehend the Dao of Sovereign, and how to become a true ruler, instead of being a half-step ruler with only half a bucket of water.

But this old man was actually researching a technological civilization.

It really was a bit special.

"Cut the crap. No one can eavesdrop while talking here."

The old man glared at Hsiang Yang. Without thinking, he knew that Hsiang Yang's words were definitely not good.

He snorted and said, "Speak. Who is behind you? I seem to see an old friend in you, but it doesn't seem like it."

As he said that, he looked suspicious. He did feel the aura of an old friend from Hsiang Yang, but it was a little vague.

Even if he was a Half-step Ruler, he wouldn't be able to see it.

It was precisely because of this unique characteristic that he paid attention to Hsiang Yang. Otherwise, as the ruler of Artland, he would have to play around. He wanted to research technology and find something fun. He was busy, so he didn't have time to bother with Hsiang Yang.

"Scarlet Snow."

Hsiang Yang put his hands behind his back and said faintly, "Since Senior wants to know, there's no harm in telling you. Scarlet Snow's blood flows in my body."

In any case, he had been brought to the other party's territory by this old man. If this old man had any bad intentions... He would definitely not be able to escape either. He might as well expose his identity as the old man. He wanted to see if his old man really had a very terrifying deterrent force.

"You are that old brat's disciple. Wait, you are his descendant?"

After Hsiang Yang finished speaking, Old Man Artland stared at Hsiang Yang with his eyes wide open in disbelief. "This, how is this possible?"

While saying that, he grabbed Hsiang Yang's hand and gently cut it. However, what happened next made him feel a little awkward. Initially, he wanted to cut a wound on Hsiang Yang's body to sense his bloodline.

However, Hsiang Yang's physique was stronger than he had imagined. With such a light cut, he was unable to make any cut on Hsiang Yang's hand.

He stared at Hsiang Yang with his eyes wide open. "Kid, this is..."

"Cough cough, I'm sorry. I used my strength to prove my Dao, and my body became a saint." Hsiang Yang coughed a few times and said.

"Hehe, isn't it very arrogant to use your strength to prove your Dao?"

Although the old man was shocked in his heart, he sneered on the surface. After that, he once again drew a line on Hsiang Yang's hand. This time... A wound was finally cut and a drop of blood seeped out. After which, the wound instantly recovered.

"Buzz..."

After that, the old man cast a spell with both hands. One rune after another entered that drop of blood. Accompanied by a sword howl, an incomparably terrifying sword howl erupted.

Vaguely, a blood-red light filled the sky. A White-haired Old Man with a divine sword on his back appeared from the blood-red light.

"It's really his descendant, and he's a direct descendant."

The old man was instantly stunned.

"Artland, you dare touch my grandson and true disciple?"

In the blood-red light, the old man with the divine sword on his back suddenly opened his eyes. It was as if he had come back to life in an instant. A dignified voice was heard.

"Cough cough, old friend, what are you talking about? I only suspected that he was your descendant, so I asked him for a drop of blood to prove it. In the end, I didn't expect that he was actually your descendant. This is truly too much of a coincidence. "

The old man said with an embarrassed smile.

"My real body already knows that my disciple is with you. This time, he went deep into the Chaos. If he encountered any danger, I will treat it as you doing it."

However, in the midst of the blood light, Hsiang Yang's master let out a few cold laughs before disappearing.

"What..."

The old man was stunned, "This bastard wants me to be your bodyguard. Furthermore, during your time in the Chaos, no matter what happens to you, he will come and settle the score with me. Damn it, this is too much!"

Immediately, he flew into a rage.

The old man went crazy. It was true that he knew Hsiang Yang's master, but their relationship wasn't very good. They could only be considered acquaintances.

However, he never would have thought that it was precisely because of his curiosity that he got a drop of Hsiang Yang's blood. He wanted to know whether Hsiang Yang was really the descendant of Old Ghost Chi Xue, and that there would be such a huge problem.

That old ghost was actually able to show it through this kid's bloodline. What kind of realm had he reached?

Had he become a true ruler?

For a moment, the old man only felt that his entire being was not good.

If that old ghost had really become the ruler, then what should he do?

Could it be that he really listened to that old ghost's threats and obediently became this brat's bodyguard? If this brat wanted to deal with Old Devil Filthy Demon, wouldn't he have to go against the old devil?

"Heavens... How could I be so unlucky?"

For a moment, the old man only felt sorrow coming from his heart. He faced the sky and howled. The grievance in his heart was hard to describe.

"My family's old man is really overbearing."

While Hsiang Yang was sighing, he looked at the old man and felt that this old man was a little pitiful. Hmm, but they were all good. Hahahaha...

He finally stopped laughing. He narrowed his eyes and looked at the old man. He found the old man staring at him fiercely. He felt goosebumps all over his body, as if he was being stared at by a hungry wolf.

This old man, could it be that he wants to kill me to silence me?

Hsiang Yang had a nervous expression on his face, afraid that his old man's threat would be too much. He wanted this old man to kill them all and then seek refuge in the Destruction Divine Clan. With this, no matter how powerful the old man's reputation was, it would be useless.

"Bastard, I shouldn't have been curious about you."

The old man gritted his teeth and looked at Hsiang Yang, wishing he could eat Hsiang Yang alive.

"Well, I don't know why you are so curious about me." Hsiang Yang forced a smile.

"Why are you laughing?"

The old man was about to go crazy from anger, but Hsiang Yang could still laugh. He glared at Hsiang Yang angrily and said, "You bastard brat, do you really think that old man can threaten me?"

"As the ruler of Artland, Senior naturally isn't afraid of anyone's threats. Besides, my old man isn't threatening you."

Hsiang Yang looked at the old man with a serious expression. "Think about it carefully. My old man truly treats you as a friend. That's why he entrusted my safety to you. Otherwise... I am his only grandson. How could he be willing to entrust me to someone who is worried about me? "

"What you said seems to make sense." When the old man heard this, he immediately felt that there was nothing wrong with it.

"Yeah."

Hsiang Yang sighed and said, "It's just that he has a bad personality, but deep in his heart, he still treats you as one of the few people he can trust."

"Really?" The old man blinked. Although he felt that something was not right, he also felt that it was possible.

"Of course. Otherwise, why didn't the old man entrust me to that old devil, Filthy Demon?" Hsiang Yang said with a grin.

"Forget it. Anyway, your father won't be able to get off this ship."0

The old man waved his hand helplessly. No matter what the situation was, there was nothing he could do. Unless he had the confidence to fight Old Ghost Chi Xue to the death, otherwise... He really had to take responsibility for the safety of this kid in the Holy Region.

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