Chapter 247 The Contest Of \\"The Younger Generation\\"
Chapter 247 The Contest Of \\"The Younger Generation\\"
"Since I have brought my talk, it is inconvenient to interrupt too much, so I will take my leave!"
After finishing speaking, Ao Xing got up and cupped his hands, and before Hu Qingcheng and Hu Yujing and his son could respond, he turned and left.
Although his words and deeds are still slightly respectful, the arrogance of the dragon clan in his bones is fully evident.
After Hu Qingcheng regained consciousness a little bit, he chased after him.
While trotting and shouting.
"Aoxing Elder, let the old man send you off..."
Hu Yujing naturally followed.
Although Ao Xing bid farewell and left, he didn't fly in the air, but walked past the fox clan's residence with a group of followers.
Wherever he passed, he aroused the awe-inspiring eyes of many foxes.
Perhaps the Cultivation Base of these tribesmen is not enough to tell what kind of race this pair of men and horses are, but the sense of oppression from the blood is really frightening.
Moreover, among this group of people, there are still a few people who seem to be deliberately releasing the special coercion of the dragon clan, releasing their natural sense of superiority.
In this regard, Ao Xing did not stop.
When Ao Xing and his party passed a square, two young figures caught their attention.
"Hey, is it a seventh-order monster cultivator before the age of 800?"
Ao Xing looked at the fox boy and couldn't help being surprised.
"It seems that there are quite a few geniuses among the juniors of the Fox Clan. This Cultivation Base can be considered above average even among the younger generation of my Dragon Clan..."
Just at this time, Hu Qingcheng and his son also caught up.
With his hands behind his back, Ao Xing casually said without looking sideways:
"Patriarch Qingcheng, that young man over there is very good, I think he can be regarded as an outstanding genius among your clan."
Following Ao Xing's gaze, he realized that it was Su Xingze, the former young master of Fengling that day.
At this time, this Su Xingze was confronting another young man.
"I heard that you are his son-in-law Hu Yujing?"
"Do you dare to fight with me!"
With a clang, the long sword was unsheathed and pointed at the opponent's throat.
But Huo San on the opposite side had a strange expression, and was a little confused about the situation for a while.
He had been in Baiqiu for some time, and it was really the first time he met someone who challenged him.
When other clansmen saw him, they were all respectful, including Su Lingyu, who was known as the number one genius in Baiqiu.
You must know that the invincible Tianhu Army has transformed into its current momentum in one fell swoop with the Medicine Pill provided by him. If it is not possible, there are still people who deliberately seek death.
"Huo San! I heard that Hu Yujing admired you very much, so I came to challenge you as soon as I recovered from my injuries."
Well, it turns out that I have been recuperating from Closed Door Training, and I don't know the changes in the outside world.
How would he feel if he knew that the trash Medicine Pill thrown out by Huo San could double the strength of the entire fox family several times...
That being said, Su Xingze doesn't know this yet.
At this time, he was still standing with his sword in his hand, full of vigor, as if he had a chance to win.
"After defeating you, the next target is him!"
At this time, a burst of laughter came from a distance, attracting the eyes of Huo San and Su Xingze at the same time.
"Ha ha ha ha……"
"What a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers."
That Ao Xing was looking at Hu Yujing with a teasing smile on his face.
"No, your pick, War Practitioner, is here, Patriarch Yujing, you have to be careful, hahahaha..."
Looking from afar, Su Xingze's pupils shrank suddenly, and he thought to himself: Hiss—the strong one!
Huo San raised his eyelids and glanced at it with extreme disdain, and sneered: Cut, idiot!
Hu Yujing seemed to feel that he lost his majesty in front of Ao Xing, so he could only laugh dryly and said:
"Children, it's inevitable that you will be a little bragging, haha, uh..."
Unexpectedly, Su Xingze didn't give any face at all, so he moved his long sword and pointed at Hu Yujing.
"Hu Yujing!"
"Which one are you talking about bragging, I will fight you right now!"
"In the future, when I reach the ninth step, I will definitely fight you!"
"Go, go, children are playing."
Hu Yu Kyoichi waved his sleeve, pushed back Su Xingze's long sword, and said impatiently.
"Didn't I tell you, first defeat my son-in-law!"
"Son-in-law? That human youth..."
Ao Xing murmured in a low voice, then raised his head to look in Huo San's direction.
It looks nothing but ordinary, why does Hu Yujing value it so much.
Could it be that there is really something extraordinary about that kid that even I can't see it?
Ao Xing was still thinking about it, but he had already started over there.
I saw Su Xingze leaping into the sky with a whoosh, the spiritual qi all over his body gathered in one sword.
Although he still looked down on the opponent a little bit in his heart, he was like a lion fighting a rabbit after making a move, leaving no chance for the opponent to fight back.
A sword pierced out, Spiritual Qi howled, and the wind and thunder burst.
This is Su Xingze's strongest sword.
"Young Patriarch Yujing, this kid's sword is quite powerful, I'm afraid he's about to kill..."
Ao Xing couldn't help reminding him aloud.
But Hu Yujing still didn't care.
"Yujing, thank you Aoxing Elder for taking the trouble to remind me."
"But don't worry, my son-in-law is enough to handle it!"
Now that Hu Yujing has said so, Ao Xing naturally will not say more.
His eyes shifted from the air to the casually standing, slightly lazy human youth on the ground.
Wherever the sharp sword passed, the space was torn into tiny cracks.
But when the sword tip touched Huo San's body, it began to crumble bit by bit like mud.
In the blink of an eye, only the hilt in Su Xingze's hand was left.
The two figures looked at each other.
One was terrified, the other listless.
"how can that be!"
"How is it possible, you kid should continue to recuperate."
After finishing speaking, Huo San slapped Su Xingze away.
When he shot, he even put a layer of Spiritual Qi shield on the opponent's body, just in order not to cause death.
Looking at Su Xingze flying farther and farther, Huo San reminded him loudly.
"Remember to raise your brain disabled before you come back!"
As soon as the farce ended, the square returned to its former tranquility.
The clansmen came and went, chatting and laughing in groups, as if they had never heard of what happened just now.
It may also be that this kind of competition without suspense really can't arouse their interest.
To say that the only ones with exaggerated expressions on the field were those from Ao Xing.
There was disbelief on every face.
Ao Xing is no exception.
Although the boy's sword just now was far away from his eyes, it was really not easy for such a young monster cultivator, even the ordinary eighth-level would not dare to underestimate it
But if this is the case, it is indeed unbelievable to be carried down by the human youth with his body.
Could it be that this young man is a major cultivator of the human race who has already passed through the Little Heavenly Tribulation at his age?
"Aoxing Elder..."
Hearing the voice coming from his ear, he came back to his senses a little.
Then he pretended to be calm and smiled, and said:
"It seems that the young patriarch of Yujing has accepted a good son-in-law."
"If there is a chance, I will definitely recommend him to the young master of my clan, so that their younger generation can compete with each other, hahahaha..."
Seeing Ao Xing laughing like this, for some reason, Hu Yujing always felt like looking at a fool.
"Uh... how about this, is it possible that Aoxing Elder is here, so please help us to review our Sky Fox Army."
Hu Yujing quickly changed the subject.
That Ao Xing didn't refuse, he opened his mouth and agreed.
"Okay! Then I will go to see the demeanor of your army!"
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