Chapter 1196 Don't get involved if there is a generation gap
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Ke Ning
A flying sword passed through Ao Seng's palm, leaving a line of blood in the air, and then turned back.
"Chong!"
The flying sword returned to its sheath, making a crisp sound.
A figure in white appeared.
Seeing this person, many people exclaimed, "It's Jiyan!"
"A plan!"
"It's actually a plan!"
"Ji Yan is here too!"
"He really came..."
A master of transforming gods under 30 years old, and a sword repairer stronger than Mi Gan.
Ji Yan's name has long been heard throughout Zhongzhou, he has never seen it, and he has heard of it.
Ji Yan's expression was stern, and his sharp sword intent made him come here like a sword fairy.
His gaze was like a sword, his expression was like a knife, and there was an indescribable extraordinary temperament.
Let the eyes of countless female monks shine.
Once Ji Yan appeared, he captured the hearts of countless female monks.
They looked at Ji Yan, their hearts were beating violently like a deer, and they were very impulsive to take Ji Yan home.
Ao Seng looked down at his palm in disbelief, there was a hole pierced in the middle, bloody and bloody, the wound seemed to have countless ants biting his flesh and blood, and gradually spread into his body.
What a terrible sword intent!
Ao Seng's face was serious, it was the first time he encountered the pure sharpness of this sword intent.
However, he is also a god, although he was caught off guard and suffered a loss, but he didn't panic too much.
With a movement of his mind, the spiritual power in his body gushed out, clearing away the sword intent that Ji Yan had left on his wound.
The wound on the palm healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, leaving no scar in the end.
Ao Seng looked at Ji Yan coldly, "What a boy, how dare you sneak attack?"
Having said that, he also had to marvel at Ji Yan's excellence.
Standing there quietly, as if there is a sword inserted between the sky and the earth, the edge is hidden but not exposed, giving people a dazzling feeling.
Facing Ao Seng, Ji Yan treated him indifferently and didn't take him seriously.
Seeing that Ji Yan was so indifferent that he didn't even bother to say a word to him, Ao Seng's expression became a little uneasy.
At the same time, my heart became even more angry, I am also a transformation god, and I am also a level higher than you, what qualifications do you have in front of me, a brat?
"Hmph, are all monks in Qizhou so rude?"
Oh, did you turn on the map gun?
Lu Shaoqing patted Xiao Yi, and Xiao Yi cursed immediately.
"Where did the immortal come from?"
"Shameless? Don't you think it's embarrassing for you to intervene in the affairs between young people?"
"The Ao family is one of the five families and three sects. When did someone like you appear?"
"Or, your Ao family has always been like this? Is it your family motto to bully the young with the big and bully the young with the old?"
"Old man, when you are old, you should resign yourself to your fate. The generation gap between you and young people is deeper than the wrinkles on your face. Why are you meddling in young people's affairs?"
"Come be a clown and show people a joke?"
coming!
Jian Bei couldn't help but feel a little more sympathy when he looked at Ao Seng.
Even Ao De and the others were the same, looking at their fifth elder sympathetically.
They have already experienced Xiao Yi's mouth,
Can drive people to death.
I hope the fifth elder can bear it.
Ao De and Ao Cang secretly prayed in their hearts.
If Ao Seng was scolded here by Xiao Yi until he vomited blood, the Ao family would only lose face even more.
On Xuan Yunxin's side, Xuan Yunxin and the others couldn't help laughing, this girl was as sharp-tongued as ever.
Guan Daniu was heartbroken, "It was all taught by that guy, and he has led people to the wrong end."
No one objected to this sentence. They all knew who Xiao Yi learned to swear.
After Xiao Yi finished cursing, everyone watching the play was stunned.
Looking at Xiao Yi foolishly, it was hard for them to imagine that these curse words came from Xiao Yi's mouth.
The sweet-looking little girl was able to swear words that could kill people, which really shocked many people.
Ao Seng was so angry that he was trembling all over, no one had ever scolded him like this when he was so old.
You can call him shameless, but you can't call him old.
He is less than a thousand years old, and for a deity, this is only the moment of his youth.
He is also young.
When did you say that you are old if you have a beard and white hair?
"Smelly, smelly girl, court death!"
Ao Seng couldn't bear it anymore, this is the place of Ao's family, he can do whatever he wants.
Ao Seng shouted loudly, and slapped it down again.
The whistling spiritual energy came together, and the huge palm shook the sky and covered the sun, pressing down like a mountain.
The strong sense of oppression made the faces of those who followed change drastically, and their legs trembled. Many people couldn't stand upright under this pressure, and fell to the ground one after another, almost peeing their pants in horror.
"Quick, run!"
"Let's go, this is the coercion of Huashen, we can't resist it..."
"Help, help..."
Facing the huge pressure from Ao Seng, Xiao Yi didn't worry at all.
Just kidding, with two senior brothers here, would she still be afraid of a mere deity?
"Chong!"
The Wuqiu sword was drawn out of its sheath again, and the crisp sword sound resounded.
A flash of sword light flashed across in an instant, and the huge palm was pierced again.
This time, Ao Seng has mastered his skills and dodged in time, so his palm was not pierced again.
He looked at Ji Yan coldly, "Boy, you are courting death!"
He glanced at the people who were hiding far away again, had an idea in his mind, smiled coldly, and made a suggestion, "You and I are both gods, it's too troublesome to go to the Duel Pavilion, let's compete with each other here. "
Hearing Ao Seng's proposal, the well-informed people couldn't help discussing in a low voice.
"Damn, despicable."
"Not only despicable, but also shameless!"
"Yeah, it's too shameless."
"I'm afraid it won't work, right?"
"How can he do it? How old is he? He is already in the early stage of becoming a god at a young age, the second-level realm, and all the time is spent on cultivation. The domain has not yet been comprehended?"
"Even if you understand it, it is impossible to compare with Ao Seng. Ao Seng is seven or eight hundred years old. Not only has he understood the field, but he has already perfected it. How can a novice compare with him?"
"Ji Yan is in trouble this time."
Everyone talked a lot, thinking that Ao Seng was too despicable and shameless.
Ao Seng didn't think so, but proudly said to Ji Yan, "How about it, dare you?"
"Come on!" Ji Yan said lightly...
"Chong!"
The flying sword returned to its sheath, making a crisp sound.
A figure in white appeared.
Seeing this person, many people exclaimed, "It's Jiyan!"
"A plan!"
"It's actually a plan!"
"Ji Yan is here too!"
"He really came..."
A master of transforming gods under 30 years old, and a sword repairer stronger than Mi Gan.
Ji Yan's name has long been heard throughout Zhongzhou, he has never seen it, and he has heard of it.
Ji Yan's expression was stern, and his sharp sword intent made him come here like a sword fairy.
His gaze was like a sword, his expression was like a knife, and there was an indescribable extraordinary temperament.
Let the eyes of countless female monks shine.
Once Ji Yan appeared, he captured the hearts of countless female monks.
They looked at Ji Yan, their hearts were beating violently like a deer, and they were very impulsive to take Ji Yan home.
Ao Seng looked down at his palm in disbelief, there was a hole pierced in the middle, bloody and bloody, the wound seemed to have countless ants biting his flesh and blood, and gradually spread into his body.
What a terrible sword intent!
Ao Seng's face was serious, it was the first time he encountered the pure sharpness of this sword intent.
However, he is also a god, although he was caught off guard and suffered a loss, but he didn't panic too much.
With a movement of his mind, the spiritual power in his body gushed out, clearing away the sword intent that Ji Yan had left on his wound.
The wound on the palm healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, leaving no scar in the end.
Ao Seng looked at Ji Yan coldly, "What a boy, how dare you sneak attack?"
Having said that, he also had to marvel at Ji Yan's excellence.
Standing there quietly, as if there is a sword inserted between the sky and the earth, the edge is hidden but not exposed, giving people a dazzling feeling.
Facing Ao Seng, Ji Yan treated him indifferently and didn't take him seriously.
Seeing that Ji Yan was so indifferent that he didn't even bother to say a word to him, Ao Seng's expression became a little uneasy.
At the same time, my heart became even more angry, I am also a transformation god, and I am also a level higher than you, what qualifications do you have in front of me, a brat?
"Hmph, are all monks in Qizhou so rude?"
Oh, did you turn on the map gun?
Lu Shaoqing patted Xiao Yi, and Xiao Yi cursed immediately.
"Where did the immortal come from?"
"Shameless? Don't you think it's embarrassing for you to intervene in the affairs between young people?"
"The Ao family is one of the five families and three sects. When did someone like you appear?"
"Or, your Ao family has always been like this? Is it your family motto to bully the young with the big and bully the young with the old?"
"Old man, when you are old, you should resign yourself to your fate. The generation gap between you and young people is deeper than the wrinkles on your face. Why are you meddling in young people's affairs?"
"Come be a clown and show people a joke?"
coming!
Jian Bei couldn't help but feel a little more sympathy when he looked at Ao Seng.
Even Ao De and the others were the same, looking at their fifth elder sympathetically.
They have already experienced Xiao Yi's mouth,
Can drive people to death.
I hope the fifth elder can bear it.
Ao De and Ao Cang secretly prayed in their hearts.
If Ao Seng was scolded here by Xiao Yi until he vomited blood, the Ao family would only lose face even more.
On Xuan Yunxin's side, Xuan Yunxin and the others couldn't help laughing, this girl was as sharp-tongued as ever.
Guan Daniu was heartbroken, "It was all taught by that guy, and he has led people to the wrong end."
No one objected to this sentence. They all knew who Xiao Yi learned to swear.
After Xiao Yi finished cursing, everyone watching the play was stunned.
Looking at Xiao Yi foolishly, it was hard for them to imagine that these curse words came from Xiao Yi's mouth.
The sweet-looking little girl was able to swear words that could kill people, which really shocked many people.
Ao Seng was so angry that he was trembling all over, no one had ever scolded him like this when he was so old.
You can call him shameless, but you can't call him old.
He is less than a thousand years old, and for a deity, this is only the moment of his youth.
He is also young.
When did you say that you are old if you have a beard and white hair?
"Smelly, smelly girl, court death!"
Ao Seng couldn't bear it anymore, this is the place of Ao's family, he can do whatever he wants.
Ao Seng shouted loudly, and slapped it down again.
The whistling spiritual energy came together, and the huge palm shook the sky and covered the sun, pressing down like a mountain.
The strong sense of oppression made the faces of those who followed change drastically, and their legs trembled. Many people couldn't stand upright under this pressure, and fell to the ground one after another, almost peeing their pants in horror.
"Quick, run!"
"Let's go, this is the coercion of Huashen, we can't resist it..."
"Help, help..."
Facing the huge pressure from Ao Seng, Xiao Yi didn't worry at all.
Just kidding, with two senior brothers here, would she still be afraid of a mere deity?
"Chong!"
The Wuqiu sword was drawn out of its sheath again, and the crisp sword sound resounded.
A flash of sword light flashed across in an instant, and the huge palm was pierced again.
This time, Ao Seng has mastered his skills and dodged in time, so his palm was not pierced again.
He looked at Ji Yan coldly, "Boy, you are courting death!"
He glanced at the people who were hiding far away again, had an idea in his mind, smiled coldly, and made a suggestion, "You and I are both gods, it's too troublesome to go to the Duel Pavilion, let's compete with each other here. "
Hearing Ao Seng's proposal, the well-informed people couldn't help discussing in a low voice.
"Damn, despicable."
"Not only despicable, but also shameless!"
"Yeah, it's too shameless."
"I'm afraid it won't work, right?"
"How can he do it? How old is he? He is already in the early stage of becoming a god at a young age, the second-level realm, and all the time is spent on cultivation. The domain has not yet been comprehended?"
"Even if you understand it, it is impossible to compare with Ao Seng. Ao Seng is seven or eight hundred years old. Not only has he understood the field, but he has already perfected it. How can a novice compare with him?"
"Ji Yan is in trouble this time."
Everyone talked a lot, thinking that Ao Seng was too despicable and shameless.
Ao Seng didn't think so, but proudly said to Ji Yan, "How about it, dare you?"
"Come on!" Ji Yan said lightly...
