"Are Chinese young people so ignorant of etiquette?"
The old man looked at Qin Zhong coldly, "There are only two people here who are qualified to know my name. Ye Qinlong is one of them, but the other one is not you."
The other person was not Qin Zhong, and certainly not Liang Dong, so there was only Ye Chengdao who was lying down.
You can't blame the other party for not taking Qin Chong seriously. How powerful can such a young guy be? The more expert you are, the more you know that strength requires not only talent, but also time to accumulate and polish, so most of the experts in this world are old men.
"Can you talk nicely? Don't pretend to be a master in front of me."
Qin Zhong shook his head. If something can be explained clearly in one sentence, he must go around slowly. Does this make him look more like a master?
Ye Qinlong looked at the dancing flames, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. He underestimated Qin Zhong at the beginning. Needless to say, the result was that Qin Zhong's age was too deceptive. , No matter who it is, I am afraid that no one can reach the innate realm at such an age.
But Qin Zhong did it unexpectedly.
"I don't like you, kid."
There was killing intent in the old man's eyes, "So, go and die."
As soon as he finished speaking, he clenched his fingers into claws and transformed into a phantom. He was in front of Qin Zhong in an instant. His withered arm suddenly stretched out and went straight to Qin Zhong's chest!
The day after tomorrow, the peak powerhouse struck fiercely. If it were an ordinary person, the blow would definitely pierce the skin and flesh, shatter the sternum, and maybe watch his heart being pulled out before his eyes!
"It's in line with the tradition of your Fumu country. If you disagree, you'll attack your chest."
Qin Zhong sneered, and just raised his hand, seemingly brushing against the old man's arm. However, with his innate cultivation level, this blow immediately caused the latter's expression to change drastically, and he immediately pulled away and flew away.
The arm that was hit by Qin Zhong was shaking. The old man frowned and began to look at Qin Zhong again. When he calmed down, he breathed a sigh of relief and said in a deep voice, "I didn't expect that I was mistaken, Ye Qinlong." , you actually taught such a tyrannical junior?"
"you are wrong."
Ye Qinlong shook his head gently, "Although he doesn't want to admit it, he is my master."
As soon as these words came out, the old man was even more surprised. He had dealt with Ye Qinlong several times and knew that the latter was arrogant. If it wasn't true, how could he personally admit that he was the disciple of the young man in front of him?
"You haven't mastered the Five Thunder Styles yet to become famous. As long as you achieve some success, this old boy can only kneel down for you."
Qin Chong smiled, turned to Ye Qinlong and said, "I just take this opportunity to give you a demonstration today, so you have to pay attention."
"Want to watch the details."
Ye Qinlong bowed his hands respectfully, as if he was open-minded and willing to be taught. This humility was not pretended, but came from the bottom of his heart.
"I'm going to Fumu Country's Chiba Ryutanaka Festival. Boy, no matter who you are, I will kill you with my sword today."
The shock in the old man's eyes gradually faded away. He slowly reached for the long knife at his waist. He only heard a "clang" buzz, and a cold light suddenly appeared. A strong murderous intention that shocked people's hearts and minds surged around like a huge wave. The lights in the center were also flickering, as if they were unable to bear it.
"Compare your momentum with me?"
Qin Zhong sneered, "That's okay, let me let you, an old man from a small country, know that even though you live in a corner, you have to occasionally raise your head and look at the sky above!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a majestic momentum emerged from Qin Zhong's body, violent and tyrannical, destroying everything along the way, irresistible and impossible to contend with.
The old man is already invincible, but his killing aura is not enough in front of Qin Zhong. The former is still at the stage of condensing murderous intent, but Qin Zhong's understanding of killing is almost Tao, inherited from Dan Chen. The way to kill!
After traveling around the world for thousands of years, how many enemies has Dan Chen killed with his hands? For cultivators, kindness is the most unnecessary thing. Killing to stop killing is the law of survival. After thousands of years of experience, Qin Chong at this moment has a bit of Dan Chen's past demeanor.
Standing alone, you are invincible!
"Come on, old man, I don't have much time to play with you."
Qin Zhong raised his fingers at Tanaka Matsuri, and a contemptuous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "To deal with you, the five thunderous moves are enough."
"In my life, I have traveled all over the Fumu Kingdom and encountered countless powerful enemies, but I have never been defeated. It is the same today. You are the 103rd soul killed by my sword!"
Tanaka Matsuri raised his foot and stamped hard on the ground, only to hear a muffled sound. The thin figure instantly turned into a phantom, the blade was like a stream of light, and the whistle was like a wolf, as if it was howling at the moon.
The sword energy was everywhere, and in a trance, a huge lone wolf seemed to appear behind Tanaka Matsuri, its sharp teeth flashed with cold light, and its bloodthirsty aura firmly locked onto Qin Zhong, opening its mouth wide and biting with incomparable ferocity!
"China is your destination."
Qin Zhong looked at Tanaka Sacrifice with cold eyes. No matter how high the opponent's momentum was, he was like a breeze blowing in his face, unmoved at all. When the cold light came over him, he just said lightly, "The first of the five thunderous moves, thunder!"
As this cold voice reached Tian Zhongji's ears, Qin Zhong's figure disappeared instantly, leaving not even a trace of phantom behind.
"This is impossible!"
Not to mention that Tanaka Ji was unbelievable, even Ye Qinlong had astonishment in his eyes. He couldn't catch Qin Zhong's movements, but he could sense that Qin Zhong was still in the house.
"No matter how many tricks you use to play tricks, I will defeat you ten times with my own strength!"
Tianzhong's sacrificial sword was already in full swing and could not be retracted. Although Qin Zhong could not be seen, he only slightly changed his moves. The sword's light transformed into thousands of shapes, like a silver waterfall attacking, blocking all possible ways out for Qin Zhong!
"Power? This little power can't defeat me. I'll show you what real power is!"
Qin Zhong's voice was erratic, and came faintly, "The second of the five thunderous moves, Thunder Explosion!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a bright white light lit up in the room, which was far more dazzling than Tanaka Matsuri's sword. Everyone saw a wave of air sweeping across, and accompanied by a violent sonic boom, Tanaka Matsuri's figure turned out to be... It flew out upside down and hit the courtyard like a kite with its string cut off. Although he got up very quickly, he opened his mouth and sprayed out a ball of blood mist, just like Ye Qinlong before!
Qin Zhong stood proudly at the door of the room. There was a mess in front of him. Even the green bricks on the ground were blown away and fell into pieces. However, none of the lamps behind him were affected and were still burning brightly.
Two moves were defeated, no, maybe it can only be said to be one move. Faced with this crushing gap, surprise and fear instantly occupied Tanaka Matsuri's eyes. He stared at Qin Zhong, who had a relaxed and happy face, and gritted his teeth. He said, "When did someone like you appear in the Dragon Soul Army?"
"I told you before, but you don't believe it. I can beat ten of you for an old man like you."
Qin Zhong chuckled, "Do you want to continue? I'm afraid your old bones won't be able to hold on to the remaining three moves."
"I've lost."
Tanaka Matsuri said solemnly, "Young man, tell me your name."
"My name is Qin Zhong. I remember it clearly. When I have time, I may go to Fumu Country to visit your Nest-Reincarnation Organization in person."
Qin Chong smiled and said, "Cherish now. You'd better pray that that day comes later."
"I'll be waiting for you in Fumu Country."
Tanaka Matsuri retreated slowly, letting out a sharp roar, and in an instant, the sounds of fighting in the courtyard stopped abruptly.
Ready to withdraw?
Qin Chong sensed his surroundings with great interest, and indeed there were several powerful people rushing towards Tanaka Sacrifice.
"Ye Qinlong, if he hadn't stopped us today, neither you nor Ye Chengdao's fate would have been saved."
Tanaka Matsuri sneered at Ye Qinlong, "Next time, I won't show any mercy to you."
"Stop being so nagging, get out of here before I change my mind. Otherwise, you don't have to leave."
Qin Zhong waved his hand impatiently. Seeing Tanakaji turn around and prepare to leave, he turned around to check on Ye Qinlong and remove the toxins from the latter's body. However, as soon as he relaxed his vigilance, something suddenly appeared in the slanting thorn. A sharp whistle sounded, a black shadow passed by, and a long arrow suddenly arrived. The tip of the arrow was not aimed at Qin Zhong, but at one of the seven big lights behind him!
