War Sovereign Soaring The Heavens

"Third Young Master Zhu?"

Hearing the young man's words, Duan Lingtian's eyes narrowed into a line, "Are you from the Zhu family?"

"Yes, my young master's father is the second master of the Zhu family, and the head of the Zhu family is my uncle. How about it, boy, are you afraid? If you are afraid, get out of here!"

Zhu Zhao straightened his nose, raised his chin, and looked down at Duan Lingtian from a high position, with an arrogant and complacent expression on his face.

But he didn't notice that now, on the corner of Duan Lingtian's mouth, there was a vague smile, just like the happy smile of a hunter when he saw his prey.

"I'll give you another chance, get lost!"

Duan Lingtian's eyes were slightly cold, and he stared straight at Zhu Zhao, with a hint of pressure in his tone.

"You know the identity of this young master, and you dare to let him go?"

Zhu Zhao was taken aback for a moment, and then his face showed ferocity. He stretched out his hand and grabbed Duan Lingtian directly, "Since you don't want to get lost, let me help you!"

Zhu Zhao made a move, and the power of ten ancient giant elephants appeared in the void above his head...

Seventh level of the Congealing Core Realm!

"Block the car with the mantis arm!"

Duan Lingtian sneered, waved his arms casually, and only used the power of twelve ancient giant elephants to easily block Zhu Zhao's attack, and slapped Zhu Zhao to the ground.

"what!!"

Zhu Zhao's overindulgent body crashed to the ground, and let out a shrill scream.

"Uncle Ji, I want him to die!"

Zhu Zhao looked at the old man who was walking behind him, with a ferocious face, and growled.

The old man looked at Duan Lingtian, his eyes turned cold, and he stepped out, "Young man, there are some people you can't afford... If you provoke them, you have to pay the price!"

As soon as the old man finished speaking, he stretched out his hand towards Duan Lingtian, intending to grab Duan Lingtian from his seat.

On the top of the old man's head, a hundred phantoms of ancient giant elephants condensed into shape, obviously a warrior of the seventh level of Nascent Soul Realm.

A sneer appeared on the corner of Duan Lingtian's mouth, and he ignored the old man.

Instead, he looked at the young man in the distance, "Hey! Why hasn't the food on our table been served yet? Hurry up, we still have business to do after eating."

The drinkers around were speechless for a while.

This young man in purple completely ignored the old man next to the third young master of the Zhu family.

Just when they thought Duan Lingtian was going to be unlucky.

The bear standing behind Duan Lingtian moved completely, approached the old man, slapped it casually, and hit the old man's body, knocking the menacing old man into the air, hitting the wall hard, and passed out.

Above Xiong Quan's head, the phantom of the ancient giant elephant flashed away, and no one could clearly see how many there were.

"So strong! This middle-aged man is at least at the ninth level of the Yuandan Realm!"

"It's no wonder this young man in purple is so calm. It turns out that there is such a strong man beside him, who can knock away the warriors of the seventh level of the Yuandan realm with one blow... such a method, even the eighth level of the Yuandan realm, can't do it!" Yin Yang Division Tour

"It must be the existence of the ninth level of the Yuandan realm."

...

The drinkers around couldn't help but marvel.

"Guest, the food is here."

At this time, the servant also brought steaming meals to Duan Lingtian's table.

The boy was a little terrified, he didn't expect this generous young man to be so terrifying...

Even the third young master of the Zhu family dared to fight!

Zhu Zhao was half lying on the ground, struggling to stand up, but the soreness from his body made it difficult for him to stand up.

Sensing the hot gazes falling on him from all around, he felt ashamed, when had he been so ashamed?

For a moment, he looked into Duan Lingtian's eyes with a bit of coldness, "Boy, you are dead!"

"You don't feel tired lying down and talking harshly."

Duan Lingtian glanced at Zhu Zhao calmly, and then ignored him. He picked up food for Li Fei beside him, and said with a smile, "Little Fei'er, come, eat more."

"Ok."

Li Fei nodded slightly, looking at Duan Lingtian's autumn eyes with tenderness like water.

In this life, I have no regrets to be cared for by this man.

"Xiong Quan, you sit down and eat together."

Duan Lingtian greeted Xiong Quan.

"Yes, sir,"

Xiong Quan respectfully sat down.

Seeing this scene, Zhu Zhao blushed with anger, and glanced at the old man who had passed out by the wall. He also had a desire to faint...

"Whoever of you go to the Zhu family to report to my young master, this one thousand taels of silver will be his!"

Zhu Zhao gritted his teeth, took out a thousand taels of silver notes from his pocket, and looked at a group of drinkers in the restaurant.

Many drinkers had hot eyes when they heard the words, but they glanced at Duan Lingtian and gave up the idea of ​​helping Zhu Zhao...

What a joke!

Beside this purple-clothed youth, there is a person suspected to be at the ninth level of the Yuan Dan realm.

If they helped Zhu Zhao, if the young man in purple was upset, they would definitely be unable to eat and walk around.

Therefore, although they were envious of the one thousand taels of silver in Zhu Zhao's hand, none of them dared to make a move.

Although money is good, it is not as important as life.

"You... a bunch of cowards!"

Zhu Zhao's face was gloomy, and his breathing became short of breath.

"If you continue to quarrel, he will be your end."

Duan Lingtian glanced at Zhu Zhao coldly, and pointed at the old man lying unconscious by the wall.

When Zhu Zhao heard this, he immediately shut his mouth, but his eyes still showed fierce hatred, thinking about how to take revenge on Duan Lingtian after returning to the Zhu family.

Although, no one dared to accept Zhu Zhao's money.

However, as some of the drinkers left after their meal, word spread that the third young master of the Zhu family, 'Zhu Zhao', had kicked the iron plate.

The three of Duan Lingtian had just finished their meal and when they were about to leave, Duan Lingtian heard hurried footsteps coming from outside the restaurant. There were four people in total, and they were approaching menacingly.

Duan Lingtian frowned, and glanced at Zhu Zhao, "Xiong Quan, arrest this guy."

"Yes, master."

When Xiong Quan heard this, he stretched out his hand and lifted Zhu Zhao up.

"You... what are you going to do..."

Zhu Zhao was held in Xiong Quan's hand, and his face turned pale with fright. He had seen the strength of this middle-aged man just now, and he suspected that he was at the ninth level of Yuandan Realm.

Wanting to kill him is as easy as trampling an ant to death.

At this time, the footsteps became more and more clear, and four middle-aged men rushed into the restaurant.

The leader was a middle-aged man, dressed in blue, with a layer of stern anger on his face...

"Father, save me!"

Seeing the middle-aged man in blue, Zhu Shao seemed to have seen a savior, and quickly shouted.

The middle-aged man in blue took a deep breath, his eyes glanced at the old man who was unconscious in the corner, and after a trace of fear in his eyes, he looked at Duan Lingtian again, "Little brother, I am the second master of the Zhu family." Zhu', please forgive me if I offend you in any way."

He is very clear about the strength of the old man who is following his son. He can knock the old man unconscious. One can imagine the strength of the middle-aged man next to the young man in purple.

Yuan Dan Realm Ninth Layer...

Even if it is placed in their Zhu family, it can still be ranked first.

Of course, he is not afraid of just the ninth level of the Yuandan realm, because he himself is a warrior of the ninth level of the Yuandan realm.

The other three people who followed him now were also at the eighth level of the Yuandan realm. If they really wanted to fight together, he was sure to kill each other.

However, what he is really afraid of now is this young man in purple.

In his opinion, the identity of the purple-clothed youth with such a follower at the ninth level of the Yuandan realm should not be simple.

Therefore, even though he was angry, he finally chose to endure and give in.

"Father! What are you doing? I want him to die! I want him to die!"

Zhu Zhao's face changed when he heard Zhu's words, his face was ferocious, and he roared.

"Bitch!"

Zhu's face darkened, and he took a step forward, about to slap Zhu Zhao. Masked Prince Star Palace

However, Xiong Quan casually raised his hand and took Zhu Zhao away.

Zhu frowned, but his son was in the hands of the other party, but he didn't dare to attack. He looked at Duan Lingtian who was beside him, "Little brother, after I bring the dog back to the Zhu family, I will discipline it well! Now, please let me go. Open the dog."

Duan Lingtian glanced at Zhu lazily, and asked lightly: "I heard that the second elder of your Zhu family is an 'eighth-rank weapon refiner'?"

"yes."

Zhu nodded, "If the little brother wants to find the second elder to refine the 'eighth-grade spiritual weapon', I can help the little brother introduce it, and it will be regarded as an apology, how about it?"

"You... hide it very deeply."

Duan Lingtian took a deep look at Zhu, as if he could penetrate Zhu's heart, "Now, you should be thinking in your heart, with such a follower by my side, the background should be not simple... But is it so?"

Zhu looked embarrassed, he didn't expect Duan Lingtian to see through.

"Okay, I've detained your son... As long as you call out the second elder of your Zhu family, I will return your son to you."

Duan Lingtian looked at Zhu with calm eyes.

Zhu's pupils shrank, and he saw that the purple-clothed young man in front of him was not kind, "Little brother, I don't know why you are looking for the second elder of our Zhu family? It should not be as simple as asking the second elder to help refine the eighth-grade spiritual weapon." Bar?"

"Eight-Rank Spirit Artifact?"

There was a sneer at the corner of Duan Lingtian's mouth, and when he raised his hand, a raging flame ignited in his hand, "Do you think I need him to refine it for me?"

The flame in Duan Lingtian's hands ignited, causing a sensation in the restaurant without any accident...

"Oh my god, it's the 'eighth grade weapon fire'!"

"This young man in purple looks like he's not even twenty years old, but he's already an eighth-rank craftsman?"

"Unbelievable! Unbelievable!"

"An eighth-rank craftsman who is less than twenty years old... What kind of talent is this?"

...

The drinkers in the restaurant all changed countenance and couldn't help exclaiming.

Some people seemed to think of something, and their pupils shrank suddenly, "The eighth-grade weapon fire can only be condensed by warriors in the Yuandan realm... In other words, this young man is a warrior in the Yuandan realm!"

"A martial artist in the Yuandan realm who is less than twenty years old? An eighth-rank craftsman?"

The expressions of Zhu and the three middle-aged men he brought changed drastically.

The purple-clothed youth in front of them was far more terrifying than they imagined...

"Little brother, may I ask who you are?"

Zhu took a deep breath, and he could feel his heart beating faster.

less than twenty years old...

Yuan Dan Realm.

Eighth grade refining master.

Just thinking about it made his scalp tingle.