Chapter 1737 You'd better apologize to her

Under the gaze of the crowd, the young man had no expression.

He put down the wine glass in his hand and said, "Do you think you are strong?"

As soon as these words came out, the hall immediately became quiet, and everyone's eyes were focused on Ye Chunyang. Seeing his appearance, it was obvious that he was not going to give in.

Everyone chuckled. Everyone who had heard of Long Xuan knew that this little dragon king was extremely proud. Was Ye Chunyang's words contemptuous of him?

Long Xuan also laughed.

He crossed his arms and looked at Ye Chunyang with interest. After a while, he said, "I have been practicing until now. I am 237 years old. I have reached the Golden Core Realm and will inherit the position of the leader of the demon dragon clan. Do you think I am strong enough?"

Everyone was shocked.

He entered the Golden Core Realm at the age of more than 200. Looking at the demon domain, how many people can achieve this achievement!

"As expected of the little dragon king, with such talent, within a hundred years, he will be able to enter the cave heaven and become a giant of the demon clan." A demon cultivator exclaimed.

The other demon cultivators also showed a solemn look.

At the head, the eyes of the Jinpeng Patriarch flickered, and no one knew what he was thinking in his heart, but everyone could feel that the look he gave Long Xuan was obviously different.

At this moment, everyone heard an incredible word.

"Not enough." Ye Chunyang shook his head.

The smile on Long Xuan's face became brighter and brighter, but everyone present felt that the smile was so cold.

"If you have enough strength, you may be qualified to say this, but your cultivation seems to be lower than mine, right? Who gave you the courage to say this?" Long Xuan said.

"Brother, this person is very likely a Jindan cultivator, and he has a secret method to cover up his aura." Long Ting said on the side.

"Oh?" Long Xuan raised his eyebrows.

No wonder he felt that Ye Chunyang's aura was vague, as if his realm was low, but it was also profound.

"Jindan realm? It's a pity that I am invincible to Jindan. Even if you hide your cultivation, you can't be my opponent." Long Xuan shook his head and chuckled.

There was no provocation or contempt in his eyes, and he seemed very indifferent, as if he was talking about something very ordinary.

Long Xuan had his own confidence and didn't take Ye Chunyang seriously at all.

However, what he didn't know was that there were countless Jindan realm perfect cultivators who died at the hands of Ye Chunyang.

"Pah!"

A snow-white little hand slapped on the table, and Ye Yao said angrily: "Horned man, is Jindan realm perfect so powerful? My father can tolerate it, but I can't. If you dare, fight with me!"

Long Xuan glanced at Ye Yao, and at this time, she released her Jindan realm small success aura. Although there was a difference of two small levels in cultivation, Ye Yao was not afraid at all.

"I don't hit women." Long Xuan shook his head.

"You can treat me as a man." Ye Yao said, her breath became colder, and there was a faint shadow of the real phoenix in her pupils.

Long Xuan looked disdainful, and at this time Ye Chunyang said: "Yao'er, sit down."

The real phoenix blood on Ye Yao's body must not be exposed, otherwise it will attract the covetousness of the demon clan.

"Daddy!" Ye Yao was unwilling, "He can bully Yao'er, but he can't bully daddy! Whoever dares to bully daddy, I will beat him!"

This person bullied Ye Chunyang, Ye Yao was very unhappy, and the true phoenix blood in her body was also agitated. If she really fought, she could beat this proud guy into a big face.

Long Xuan looked at the two people in a strange way. They were so young, but they were actually a father and daughter?

He looked at the two people, and finally fell on Ye Yao's beautiful face, sneering: "Such a delicate person is actually your daughter. Do you have any special hobbies, so you call her like this?"

The hall was silent, and then everyone looked at Ye Chunyang and Ye Yao with strange eyes. The ridicule and ambiguity in their eyes were like thorns, making people very uncomfortable.

"Your mouth stinks, I am very unhappy now." Although Ye Yao was young, she couldn't hear the hidden meaning of Long Xuan's words.

"So what?" Long Xuan looked contemptuous.

"I'm going to break your teeth and leave you with nothing to show for it!" Ye Yao was really angry. How could she bear such an insult?

"You'd better apologize to her."

At this moment, a faint voice sounded beside him. Ye Chunyang's face was still calm, but the calm eyes made Lin Yu beside him feel a cold murderous intent.

She could feel Ye Chunyang's anger.

Long Xuan insulted Ye Yao and touched his reverse scale.

"Two ants, how can you have the courage to talk to me like this?" Long Xuan smiled and didn't take Ye Chunyang's words into his ears at all. "My demon dragon clan is of noble status. You dare to cut the tendons of my second brother's hands and feet. As the eldest brother, I will fight back and avenge him. I will cut your hands and feet later. Let's see if you will still be so arrogant?"

As he said, he turned to the Jin Peng ancestor in front and said, "Senior Jin Peng, I am here to deal with some personal grievances. You won't stop me, right?"

Jin Peng ancestor frowned.

Today was his thousand-year-old birthday banquet. No matter what the reason, Long Xuan's disturbance was tantamount to offending him. Everyone could see his displeasure.

After a long while, Patriarch Jin Peng said, "I will not interfere in matters between you youngsters."

"Thank you, senior." Long Xuan smiled and bowed.

Patriarch Jin Peng did not even look at Ye Chunyang and Long Xuan. He snorted coldly and stopped talking. None of them were qualified to enter his eyes. It was just that Ye Chunyang had injured Long Ting's hands and feet first, and they had no intention of intervening in the matter. Now it was only natural for Long Xuan to come to seek revenge.

Ye Chunyang is not related to the Jinpeng ancestor, and no one has even heard of his name. The Jinpeng ancestor is naturally too lazy to take care of it.

"Don't worry, today is the thousand-year-old birthday banquet of senior Jinpeng. Of course I won't kill you. I just need you to be like my second brother." Long Xuan looked down at Ye Chunyang condescendingly.

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly took action, his palm stretched out like lightning, bursts of high-pitched dragon roars resounded, and the sharp palm wind struck Ye Chunyang's body angrily.

"snort!"

Ye Chunyang let out a soft hum, and without moving, a ray of light shot out from between his eyebrows, and a golden firebird hovered.

Everyone suddenly felt their minds trembling, and their sea of ​​consciousness seemed to be shrouded by some powerful pressure, almost suffocating, and their faces turned pale.

"Divine consciousness takes form!"

"He is a soul cultivator!"

Mukui, who was sitting opposite Master Tianyun, stood up, his eyes shining brightly.

Ancestor Jinpeng and Master Tianyun also showed a bit of surprise, and couldn't help but look at Ye Chunyang a few more times.

"To be able to manifest spiritual consciousness, the spiritual soul cultivation must have reached the out-of-body stage. I didn't expect this kid to hide his secrets. No wonder he is not afraid at all when facing Long Xuan." Mu Kui murmured to himself, his face difficult to hide. A look of surprise.

However, Ancestor Jinpeng and Master Tianyun had different expressions. Ancestor Jinpeng looked at the golden spiritual bird transformed by his spiritual thoughts, and his expression gradually became gloomy.

"What a bold human boy, how dare you sneak into the old cave, Longxuan, take this person down, I want to investigate him!" Ancestor Jinpeng said coldly.

Master Tianyun frowned secretly and didn't say a word. He didn't know what he was thinking in his heart.

Long Xuan was surprised.

Divine soul is the weak point of the demon clan, and it is an iron rule in the cultivation of the demon clan that the demon clan cannot become a soul cultivator, and soul cultivation can only be done by the human race. Obviously, the young man in black clothes in front of him is not a demon clan monk.

"Senior Jinpeng, don't worry, this junior will capture him." Long Xuan responded with a sneer, and then stared at Ye Chunyang, "No wonder your magic aura is so weird. It turns out that you are a human soul cultivator. It's a pity that you met me."

Ye Chunyang's face did not change color.

From the moment he activated the soul, he never thought about hiding his identity. This was not because he was afraid of Long Xuan and went all out, but to attract the attention of Tianhun Sect. Seeing Mu Kui's expression at this time, Ye Chunyang knew his plan. It’s done.

With a thought in his mind, the golden spiritual bird made a "swoosh" sound and circled down towards Longxuan. Longxuan roared angrily and clapped his palm like a huge mountain. Suddenly the void trembled and a dazzling light burst out.

But at the moment when Long Xuan's magic formula was played, the golden spiritual bird suddenly changed and turned into invisible waves that spread around. Then Long Xuan saw that the scene in front of him was constantly distorting and fell into many illusions.

Long Xuan felt as if he had fallen into an endless abyss, with demons dancing around him, and his mind was in chaos.

His face was constantly contorted, and he couldn't even cast the Royal Technique, and just froze there.

Others had no idea what was going on. They saw that the look in Long Xuan's eyes was uncertain, but his body remained motionless.

"what happened?"

Ancestor Jinpeng frowned, but he couldn't see any clues.

However, unlike him, Elder Mukui of the Tianhun Sect seemed to have discovered something magical, with an excited look in his eyes.

"There is such a profound soul skill in the world. What is the origin of this young man?" Mu Kui did not look at Long Xuan, but stared at Ye Chunyang because he knew that Long Xuan had been defeated.

At this moment, a roar suddenly broke out in the field!

Long Xuan's body shook violently, and invisible waves penetrated from his body. He suddenly opened his eyes wide, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth.

"How... can you defeat me?"

There was disbelief in Long Xuan's eyes.

No one knew what he had just experienced. The illusion he saw seemed real. The sight of the group of demons attacking his heart left him defenseless, and his consciousness was severely damaged in an instant.

Looking at Ye Chunyang, he had been sitting there without moving.

In the blink of an eye, the outcome was decided.

"Kneel down!"

The huge divine soul pressure suddenly came, and Long Xuan spat out a mouthful of blood again, and fell to his knees with a "pop".

Everyone stared at this scene with wide eyes and couldn't believe what they saw.

Ye Chunyang just shouted and made Long Xuan kneel down.

The Little Dragon King, who was proud of his peers among the demon clan, was defeated?

All the demon cultivators present looked at each other in shock. They only saw that Long Xuan had just used the magic formula. He didn't even have a chance to take action. He was directly suppressed and fell to his knees. They didn't even know how he was defeated.

"I said, you'd better apologize to her." The faint voice came out again, like the echo of a boulder hitting everyone's chests.

At this time, they looked at the young man in black robes, their expressions obviously showing awe.

Long Xuan's body was shaking wildly, but he was completely unable to get up. The pressure of Ye Chunyang's spiritual thoughts was like a god in the ninth heaven, making him irresistible.

"This fairy has offended me so much. Please forgive me!"

Long Xuan gritted his teeth, and his words seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, full of gloom.