1475: C1475 A Dragon's Inverse Scale Touch Dying

C1475 A Dragon's Inverse Scale Touch Dying

central region, Hidden Dragon Castle!

Seeing his good friend crying sorrowfully, a Cyan Robed Mighty One sitting beside him asked with a worried expression.

"Big Brother Tao, are you alright?"

"Thank you for your concern, Brother Wen. I am fine."

After nodding his head in thanks to the Cyan Robed Mighty One who was concerned about him, the Tao Clan Patriarch quickly wiped away his tears, then stood up and cupped his hands towards Yu Haoran, who was on the stage, and begged.

"The Pill Emperor, since you have already won, I wonder if you will be able to return the corpse to me."

Apart from sadness, there was no killing intent or resentment in the Tao Clan Head's pleading tone. This showed that the other party was someone who followed the traditions of martial arts and played by the rules of the game.

This kind of pure martial warrior was someone that Yu Haoran respected from the bottom of his heart.

Therefore, he used his elemental energy to wrap around Tao Lianming's corpse, as well as the high-grade Zun realm sword that fell onto the stage, and the three top-grade saint realm defensive instrument, and gave them all to the Tao Family Patriarch.

After he cupped his hands in thanks to Yu Haoran, the Tao Family Patriarch hurriedly took out the crystal coffin that he prepared beforehand. Then, he carefully placed Tao Lianming's corpse into the coffin.

And the actions of the Tao Family Patriarch just now in admitting defeat caused the expressions of the few experts who had threatened Yu Haoran to involuntarily change. Their eyes were filled with a trace of resentment as they looked at the Tao Family Patriarch.

When the number next to the name changed to a new number, He Pengfei, who was ranked fifth on the Northern Ranking, was forced onto the stage.

"Either admit defeat or die!"

As He Pengfei was slightly stronger than Tao Chuanming, it would be difficult for him to kill the opponent in a short period of time with just his pole techniques.

Therefore, Yu Haoran did not waste time and continued to take out the white rod, but rather, placed both of his hands with the Zun Stage top quality gloves on, and gave a choice with a cold expression.

"I admit defeat!"

Just as Yu Haoran had finished giving his choice, He Pengfei admitted defeat without any hesitation. It was completely out of the North region participants' expectations.

In terms of ferocity, Yuwen Haofei, who came from the Demonic Sect, was not one bit inferior to Yu Haoran. When He Pengfei fought with him, he would even dare to fight with his life, but why did he give up so easily in front of Yu Haoran!

He Pengfei, who had turned around to jump down from the stage, could not help but feel a little proud when he saw the doubt in the eyes of the participants from the northern region.

"What do you fools know? Even though Yuwen Haofei is vicious enough, my strength is only slightly inferior to his. Even if I die fighting to the end and lose, my life won't be in danger."

"But Yu Haoran is different. All of you only thought that he had grasped a powerful inherited fist technique, but didn't know that he had only used a tenth of his own strength."

"If I choose to fight him, I'll definitely end up just like that idiot surnamed Tao."

Just as the number after the name changed to a new number, the fifth on the Western List, Bing Xuegong, who was from one of the top seven sects of the Profound Sky Continent, was forcefully brought up on the stage.

Although Bingxuan Yu did not have Yu Siqi and Qin Lingfei's peerless appearance, her icy temperament, proud twin peaks, and slim waist allowed her to have countless suitors. At the same time, she also gradually developed a lofty and arrogant personality.

Moreover, Yu Siqi was also Bing Xuegong's inherited disciple, which made her seem even more fearless.

As a result, after both of her feet stepped onto the stage, not only did Bingxuan not take the initiative to admit defeat, she instead looked at Yu Haoran with a haughty expression, waiting for him to take the initiative to greet her.

"Xuan Yu's strength is too lacking in judgement, how could she still dare to easily provoke a god of death like Yu Haoran at a time like this."

Looking at Bingxuan's arrogant and overbearing attitude, the great elder who came from the realm of Bing Xuegong's quasi-Martial Emperor, shook his head with a disappointed look in his eyes.

"Great elder, no matter what, Yu Siqi is also my, Bing Xuegong's, legacy disciple, a junior sister under the jurisdiction of Xuan Yu, how could she possibly dare to hurt Xuan Yu!" A middle-aged woman who had just broken through into Peak Martial Saint Sovereign and was promoted to Vice Palace Master, who was sitting right next to the Great Clan Elder, retorted with a slightly arrogant expression.

"I hope so!"

Seeing that Yu Haoran's expression did not change at all, the Grand Elder could only pray silently that the truth was as Vice Palace Master had said, that Yu Haoran would give face to Yu Siqi and ignore Bing Xuan Yu's arrogant and disrespectful attitude.1

"Either admit defeat or die!"

He had successfully awakened the special physique of Heavenly Marks. Yu Siqi, who had formally stepped onto the path of a Zhi Zun, would definitely not return to Bing Xuegong in the future, and would also not become Bing Xuegong's disciple.

Therefore, in the face of the haughty Bing Xuan Yu, Yu Haoran's attitude was still as cold and emotionless as ever.

"Yu Haoran, even if your sister Yu Siqi saw me, she would still have to respectfully call me Senior Sister Xuan Yu. As your little brother, how could you be so rude and impolite?

Seeing that Yu Haoran did not have the slightest bit of difference in attitude, the profound ice rain, which had instantly ignited a bit of anger, directly roared and rebuked with a loud bang.

"Boom!"

Just as Bingxuan had finished berating them, two streams of terrifying killing intent directly soared into the sky. One was from Yu Haoran, and the other was from Yu Siqi, who was protecting Wu Zhengjun.

Because in the hearts of Yu Haoran and Yu Siqi, the accidentally killed parents were scars that they could never touch, the reverse scale that would definitely turn into a river of blood.

The core disciple Xuan Yu from Bing Xuegong was dead for sure!

This was what countless of people had thought in their hearts when they saw the terrifying killing intent that surged out from Yu Haoran's and Yu Siqi's bodies.

The expression of the Grand Elder and Vice Palace Master from Bing Xuegong couldn't help but change as well. Their eyes revealed worry.

"Damn you lowly slave, even if your ancestor, Bing Xuegong, were to crawl out from the coffin today, you would not be able to keep your life." Accompanying the increasing killing intent, Yu Haoran's eyes were burning with a heroic rage as he roared out.

"Yu Haoran, you actually dare to insult me!"

Without paying attention to the fierce killing intent that continuously rose from Yu Haoran's body, Bing Xuan Yu's attention was focused on the two words that he mentioned earlier: lowly servant.

As the core disciple that Bing Xuegong valued the most, the beauty with the disposition who had countless followers, the one who was always surrounded by praise and flattery, Bing Xuan Yu, when had she ever been humiliated like this?

Moreover, it was even Yu Siqi's little brother, who she had simply looked down upon, who had humiliated him in front of a large crowd in the hall.

This completely caused the burning Ice Profound Rain to lose her rationality. As she took out the low-grade Emperor's Realm Sword, she yelled at the top of her lungs.

"Yu Haoran, I must kill you. Then, I will immediately dismember your body into ten thousand pieces."

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