Chapter 509: The Dragon Messenger (IV)

When I think of these two people dead at the hands of humans, and they were both women, I felt a little scary. How could humans have such a powerful master?

Jun Chengwu is okay. She is the granddaughter of the old guy Zhan Qingcheng. She learned the Purple Qi Donglai Art of the Zhan family. She is very powerful. Even the heads of the dragon clan may not be able to fight each other. But what is Wei Ziting's origin? Why is she so powerful?

Huo Qianyu's death was the power of his opponent, not because of luck. However, Huo Qianxun had already cut his arm and his combat power was reduced by at least 100% or 20%. Jun Chengwu was able to kill Huo Qianxun, but he was a little lucky. If it weren't for the eight Xuanmen guardians who surrounded Huo Qianxun, and Huo Qianxun suddenly had an explosion, his combat power dropped to an extremely weak level in an instant, otherwise Jun Chengwu's sword would not have achieved that effect no matter what.

Year-on-year, Wei Ziting's cultivation is much stronger than Jun Chengwu. The terrifying human woman can actually hurt Huo Qianyu like this, which is really too powerful!

The elders of all tribes who came to pay their respects to mourn were gasping for a while after checking Huo Qianyu's injuries. If such an opponent faced each other in the future, he would be able to fight, and he would have to avoid it if he could.

One sentence after another, "Sadness and retention" was a little numb to Anya, but nodding and making her dizzy.

There was not even a person who could help around her, and then Anya felt that she had become a lonely man, and the people inside the Fire Dragon Clan who were originally close to her gradually became distant.

When people left, the tea was cold. Anya now understood the meaning of this sentence.

After Longwu and Long Shisan returned to Longhuangdao, they told Bemondo, who had rushed back from Ryutsuka, about what happened in the night, and of course they also told Xiao Han about his return.

Xiao Han's sudden return was a good news. Bemondo's face became a little more happy, but when Xiao Han returned, the old Fire Dragon King Zhurong was still missing, which was a headache.

It would be fine if I didn’t see anyone, but if Xiao Han appeared and the Fire Dragon Clan didn’t eat him, the old Zhurong disappeared because of his martial arts competition!

Now he came back safely, but Lao Zhurong disappeared, and everyone's anger was still vented on him.

Long Wu subconsciously concealed his guess that the green light killed Huo Miao, but he also knew that with his father-in-law's wisdom, he would soon guess what Xiao Han was on, but it would take a little time. Moreover, Bemondo had never seen Xiao Han and was not clear about Xiao Han's usual outfits, so it might take some time to connect it.

On the Zhan Hall, because he did not get the exact news of Huo Miao's death, Zhan Qingcheng was afraid that this was a trick made by Huo Miao on purpose by disappearance, so he had always been loose on the outside and tight on the inside, especially the people of the Zhan family, who tried not to go out as much as possible, while Jun Chengwu continued to stay in the Zhan Family Ancestral Hall in house arrest!

Since it was the first day, Jun Chengwu was revenge and was in a good mood. In addition, his beloved grandfather was by his side, and the grandparents and grandchildren played chess and drank tea, and they were also happy.

Zhan Qingcheng has a very good chess skills, even a master like Bemondo is also a defeated player. The reason why he proposed to play chess with Jun Chengwu was actually to make his treasured granddaughter give up some of his obsessions and live happily.

In fact, he wanted Jun Chengwu to give up his obsession. Why didn’t he have any obsession in his heart?

Jun Chengwu is very smart and has great chess skills, but he has a sharp murderous aura while walking, and the chess style is like a human wind. Jun Chengwu's chess style is much more decisive than many men!

"Xiao Wu, your chess power has improved, but grandpa reminds you that it is easy to break, your temperament is too strong and you don't look like a girl at all!" Zhan Qingcheng reminded Jun Chengwu after defeating Jun Chengwu three and a half sons.

"My grandfather's teachings, Chengwu understands it." Jun Chengwu lowered her head and accepted.

"Forget it, forget it, let's play this chess here, let grandpa see how you practice your sword skills?" Zhan Qingcheng laughed. This child was as stubborn as her mother. Verbal persuasion would definitely not be effective. When she suffered a loss, she would understand.

"Please give me advice!" Jun Chengwu immediately stood up and stood up with a cold face.

Looking at Jun Chengwu's face that was almost carved out of the same mold as his daughter, Zhan Qingcheng couldn't help but feel dazed, because the same face was also the one he saw countless times in his dream, his wife.

It was only more than three thousand years later. He was still alive, but his wife was buried underground.

The most painful thing in the world is to watch the people you love leave you one after another while you are alive.

So this time, even if Zhan Qingcheng sacrificed his life this time, he would have to save Jun Chengwu. At worst, the Zhan family would not be the master of Zhan Hall. Go back to the Cangmang Continent!

The rising sun shone brightly, illuminating Jun Chengwu's slightly resolute face, reflecting a layer of dreamy light.

Jun Chengwu withdrew from the long sword left by his father to him, took a sword flower, and stabbed it in moderation. This was a starting sword technique. She spent decades in this regard. Although this ordinary sword was powerful enough to penetrate tens of thousands of pounds of granite stones.

This style of Juncheng Dance has reached the level of lifting weight easily. The sword tip pierced out, which seems to be light, but in fact its strength has reached hundreds of thousands of pounds. Not to mention an ordinary person, even a god-level master. If you underestimate the power of this sword, you will be seriously injured.

Zhan Qingcheng was satisfied when he saw Jun Chengwu's starting move and stroked the three-inch gray-white beard under his chin!

Then, Jun Chengwu opened his sword in her hand, and a long sword in her hand was like a dragon entering the water, flying up and down, as fast as lightning, and his move was fierce and fierce. Zhan Qingcheng shook his head and smiled!

Jun Chengwu's sword technique has actually deviated from the scope of the Zhan family's sword technique, which is very open and uneven, and is very righteous. Instead, the sword is taking a different approach and completely kills people. Although this sword technique is too murderous, he believes that his granddaughter is not a person who kills innocent people indiscriminately, so while providing good guidance, he also helps her find out the flaws of the sword technique!

In fact, Jun Chengwu's swordsmanship is already a unique genre.

The Purple Qi Donglai Jue was originally the mind method of the Zhan family, and was only taught to the children of the Zhan family, but he could not resist the pleading of his daughter before he died, and agreed to teach the Purple Qi Donglai Jue to Jun Chengwu. But Jun Moye accepted it as his adopted son. Although Jun Chengwu's surname was Jun, because his father was Zhan Qingcheng's adopted son, he could be considered a member of the Zhan family. He had to wear the Purple Qi Donglai Jue so that he was not opposed by the people of the Zhan family.

However, Jun Chengwu did not disappoint her mother Zhan Yunjin's high hopes. When she was six years old, she introduced a trace of purple energy into the dantian. This was already very amazing among the children of the Zhan family. Even Zhan Xiaoci, who was the best talent among the three uncles, only introduced a trace of purple energy into her body when she was seven years old. Jun Chengwu's talent was almost as good as Zhan Qingcheng, the most powerful ancestor of the Zhan family.

Jun Chengwu's hard practice is comparable to that of the demon general Hua Ming, but Hua Ming is even more abused than her, because Hua Ming has been practicing hard alone by the demon abyss for three thousand years. This is something that even many demon king-level masters in the demon world have never done before. As for Jun Chengwu, the waves of sharks in the sea, killing enough monsters to make many dragon tribes ashamed!

Otherwise, Zhan Qingcheng would not be able to sit still if he wanted to push her to the position of the leader of the Xuanmen Sect. She would sit in that position entirely with her strength.

Looking at Jun Chengwu practicing swordsmanship, Zhan Qingcheng saw his former wife traveling to the mainland with him. His wife was so strong, like a daughter, and his granddaughter was in the same lineage. These three relatives in his life were so amazingly similar.

Among the three sons, Zhan Xiaoci looks the most like him and has the highest talent, so he chose him as his successor.

If it weren't for the tragic death of her husband, the couple's achievements would have been better than Zhan Xiaoci, and they would have become Zhan Xiaoci's right-hand man in the future. Unfortunately, after Jun Moye's death, Zhan Yunjin was overdepressed and died of scattered efforts.

You should know that Zhan Yunjin's talent is still above her three Zhan Xiaoci.

After losing his beloved son-in-law, he lost his beloved daughter. Zhan Qingcheng turned white overnight. Otherwise, how could Zhan Qingcheng's current cultivation level look like he was old?

Although Yun Jin married Mo Xie, she had regrets in her life. She still left Cheng Wu, which was considered a successor. However, Cheng Wu, in order to avenge her, she had never considered her personal matters at all.

Now that the revenge has been avenged and the hatred has disappeared, this child should live a normal life. No matter how strong a woman is, she is always a woman. She always needs a man to help her support the sky.

"Father, no one can defeat Chengwu's sword technique within three generations of my Zhan family!" Zhan Xiaoci walked behind Zhan Qingcheng silently, looked up at Jun Chengwu, who was surrounded by purple air in the sky and could no longer see anyone, and said in admiration.

"Hmph, if you don't say they are useless, you can't even surpass a girl!" Zhan Qingcheng was not really angry, he just couldn't stand the unhealthy trend of the third generation of the Zhan family who was not enterprising and intrigue all day long, and it was just uncomfortable.

Zhan Xiaoci was very embarrassed. Jun Chengwu's talent was far above his sons, daughters, nephews and nieces. It would be nothing if he had a higher achievement. His father always used it to squeeze him out, which was a bit too hurting his son's self-esteem.

"How was it that you were going to do?" Zhan Qingcheng knew that he had just said that with more children and grandchildren, he could not cover everything, and he was also limited in energy.

"Father, this is a list of people who are under three thousand years old in the Zhan Hall, who have not yet started a family, have innocent family background, character and appearance, and are also accompanied by a resume. Take a look." Zhan Xiaoci respectfully handed over a thick booklet and said.

"Take it!" Zhan Qingcheng reached out and almost grabbed the roster from Zhan Xiaoci.

Zhan Xiaoci smiled awkwardly, and his father was too impatient. This was to choose a husband for Chengwu, not a business, but it was important to start first.

Looking at the first page, Zhan Qingcheng looked at it and his face turned dark. Guo Xiaosi, age: 2816, although, cultivation level: the top grade of the little god level, honest and kind, occupation: a yellow-sect lecturer, has no achievements, and has not taught any genius students. He can be said to be an extremely mediocre person!

"Guo Xiaosi is almost three thousand years old, and he is the best grade in the Little God level. If Chengwu marrys him, wouldn't she be widowed in more than a hundred years? Besides, a small Xuanmen lecturer is not worthy of my granddaughter at all. You are still ranked first in such a person, which is ridiculous!" Zhan Qingcheng angrily rebuked.

"My father, this is based on age, not on good or bad!" Zhan Xiaoci made a low statement.

"Yes!" Zhan Qingcheng couldn't resist and continued to flip.

Zhan Xiaoci secretly glanced at the old man and found that Zhan Qingcheng's face was quite normal. He felt a little relieved, as long as the old man's face turned darker and darker.

"This Huang Shang is less than two thousand years old and has already cultivated to the lowest level of the middle god level. Not bad. You can let this person come here tomorrow and I will meet you!" When Zhan Qingcheng was halfway through, he finally found someone worthy of his granddaughter.

However, when Zhan Xiaoci heard the name "Huang Shang", cold sweat broke out on his forehead. Others didn't know, but he still knew Huang Shang. When he got the booklet, he also briefly read it. Maybe he didn't turn to Huang Shang's page. The person who wrote the booklet didn't know that it was the old man who chose Jun Chengwu to choose the prince consort. As a result, Huang Shang was also compiled. Huang Shang was indeed outstanding, but he was a "heavenly eunuch" and was inhumane. He was not even a man, so how could he marry Jun Chengwu?

"Miss, is it very hot?" Since Zhan Qingcheng wanted to see this Huang Shang, he naturally had to have an intuitive understanding of this person. So he looked through the resume of this person, glanced at Zhan Xiaoci standing behind him after his eyes. Seeing his sweaty appearance, he couldn't help but feel suspicious and asked.

"Father, not hot."

"Not hot, why are you sweating so much?"

"Well, I'll eat too much chili at noon, which will make me feel a little nauseous!"

"Nonsense, you and I are both practitioners, what can you eat chili peppers be considered? You are nauseous. Do you think you are a three-year-old child?" Zhan Qingcheng said furiously.

"Father, I'll tell the truth, don't scold me!" Zhan Xiaoci said carefully.

"Okay, you're not saying it well, I'll beat you!" Zhan Qingcheng educated his son on sticks.

"Father, this Huang Shang has some problems. It doesn't matter if you see him, but he can't become your grandson-in-law!" Zhan Xiaoci said.

"Why, is he a master of a famous grass?" Zhan Qingcheng said, "Even if there is, as long as Cheng Wu likes it, I have to rest!"

"Father, this is not the case. Huang Shang has some physical problems, so he can't..." Zhan Xiaoci said in a low voice with a red face.

"What's wrong with this? Isn't it over if it is cured? Isn't it enough for Elder Yang Wei of the Guanglong clan to cure the problem? " Zhan Qingcheng said indifferently.

"Father, please speak quietly and don't let Chengwu hear it!" Zhan Xiaoci quickly reminded the loud voice of me.

"Yes, I forgot. I have to hide this from Xiao Wu!" Zhan Qingcheng deeply agreed with his son's reminder.

"Father, if there was no such problem before, it would be easier to cure, but Huang Shang is a god-like eunuch!" Zhan Xiaoci had no choice but to tell the truth.

"What, the eunuch!" Zhan Qingcheng shouted out loudly and called out.

"My father, why don't you know to whisper?" Zhan Xiaoci cried.

Jun Chengwu, who was dancing swords in the air, had already found that her third uncle and grandfather were muttering below, but her mind was on the sword and she couldn't hear clearly what they were saying. At this moment, Zhan Qingcheng shouted and interrupted her sword force. If she hadn't reacted quickly, she would have had to start over from the sword technique!

Because of the great revenge, the stone in her heart was removed and she was in a good mood. By the way, her sword technique was less persistent and her murderous intent faded. However, the understanding of the sword intent increased to a higher level. Some constraints seemed to have found a way to understand them. The sword dance naturally became more and more cheerful and more experienced.

"Boy, I've seen so many people and chose the one that satisfies me. You actually told me that he is a godmother. Aren't you wasting my good mood?" Zhan Qingcheng closed the booklet in his hand and pushed it hard into Zhan Xiaoci's arms, gasping for breath.

"Father, you are angry. There are more than a dozen below. Look again. Maybe there are more suitable people than Huang Shang?" Zhan Xiaoci smiled bitterly.

"I won't look at it anymore. None of the people below who have a level of cultivation above the middle level will be in vain if they see it." Zhan Qingcheng interrupted with a wave of his hand.

"Then father, look at this child Zhan Yu?" Zhan Xiaoci asked cautiously.

"No, Xiao Wu doesn't like Xiao Yu. As a grandfather, I can't just make random matches. I'm sorry to Xiao Wu's parents. Do I have to offend my child again?" Zhan Qingcheng shook his head and said.

"But Zhan Yu, the child, told me several times that he likes Orange Dance and hopes that I can tell him..."

"I know this, but she has to be willing to have Xiao Wu's marriage. Even if I am a grandfather, I won't force him. And you, don't be a matchmaker, be careful that the old man will beat you into a pig's head!" Zhan Qingcheng threatened his son.

"Yes, yes, Ci'er remembers that she won't talk to Chengwu." Zhan Xiaoci's back felt cold. He originally wanted to talk to Jun Chengwu as his uncle, but now the old man has spoken, how dare he have this idea again.

"Father, why not do this. Let's set up a ring and let Orange Wu be the champion. Whoever can Orange Wu can marry Orange Wu as his wife!" Zhan Xiaoci's eyes rolled and a flash of inspiration flashed.

"Miss three!" Zhan Xiaoci was stunned and found that Zhan Qingcheng looked at him with a kind look he had never seen before. His nose felt sore and he was so moved that he almost cried!

"I found out that I finally did something very meaningful when I gave birth to you!" Zhan Qingcheng said seriously.

Zhan Xiaoci's mind suddenly turned blank. Is this a praising himself?

"That's it. You have to decide the rules of the ring. In short, if you don't have a family, it doesn't matter if you have a family. It's fine if you go back and have a family. You'll be fine if you go back and have a rest. You're under three thousand years old, your cultivation is above the middle god level, and you must be handsome. You won't be allowed to appear on stage if you don't meet the standards!" Zhan Qingcheng patted Zhan Xiaoci's shoulder proudly and said.

"Father, you didn't discuss with Chengwu before making a decision after Zhan Xiaoci was in pain, and said slowly.
Chapter completed!