The Lightning Driver
Chapters. 134. Showing off Power II
His voice sounded loud and loud, but the person who made the sound was completely invisible there.
“Tong Brother San! This children's game you play is no longer sold in the present, you can only fool some idiots in the Sky Region.” Bok Tong Wa Ejek.
“Ha ha ha! Brother Tong, just for the sake of playing around with these few elders, you hurriedly came here and left the disciples of the Misty Cloud Sect behind there.” The Patriarchal of the Hua Clan.
This newcomer was the Patriarch of the Misty Cloud Sect, the way he came also showed off strength, he only made a sound, while his body was invisible.
It was a high-level, illusion game. Tong Kak San was very worthy of being the Patriarch of the Misty Cloud Sect, this person had practiced Spiritual Awareness to the highest level.
Right now, he could already expose 1000 more people to illusions.
“There is no need for you to worry about my Sect disciples, you should pay more attention to your respective Clans,” Tong Kak San replied, indifferent to Clan Patriarch Hua.
“Bok Tong Wa! Old dog! You think with your cultivation realm you can defeat me? Ha ha ha... I can still fight you with one hand.” Tong Kak San's reply mocked the Sacred Phoenix Sect Patriarch more fiercely.
As soon as the speech was finished, a faint smoke was seen following the appearance of his person. It was an old kate, with sparse and bald hair in the middle of her head.
The person is small but the voice is very shrill, and makes the eardrum throbbing.
The storms came back to a halt, when members of the Wu Clan, the Tang Clan and the Ouyang Clan came together with their Patriarchs simultaneously, although their arrival was also striking.
But the focus of the cultivators was more on the words spoken by Patriarch Ouyang, “Brother Hua! How about we re-establish a broken bond for 9 years?”
“I heard the little princess of the Hua Clan is not dead, now it has even returned to the Clan.”
“Huuuh! All martial people also know the descendants of the Ouyang Clan what kind of person, trash from your Clan also dare to expect gems, very shameless,”
“Isn't saying that the Ouyang Clan is just mocking themselves?”
This time it was Patriarch of the Wu Clan who replied, he came along with Ouyang Sikuan, but hearing the joke coming out of Ouyang Sikuan's mouth, the Patriarch of the Wu Clan, Wu Mofan became unable to bear it.
“You-You...” Not yet Ouyang Sikuan said, Clan Patriarch Hua also chimed in, “Ha ha ha... Old things should be forgotten, what Brother Wu said is very appropriate, you should not add to the shame on yourself.”
“HUUHH! YOU MEMBERS OF THE 7 GREAT CLANS THE LONGER YOU LIVE THE MORE DISOBEDIENT YOU ARE! OTHER SECTS MIGHT BE AFRAID OF YOU, BUT KUI ONG CINJIN DARES TO CUT YOUR HEADS OFF ONE BY ONE!”
Together with the curse appeared a sword the size of a river raft from the compaction of pure air that shot out at high speed, the ripples of split air were visible with the eyes of the head.
On top of that huge Sword were seen 13 people standing, while regulating the balance of the body, it was the entourage of the Sacred Sword Sect. Their Patriarch Kui Ong Cinjin, behaves exactly as his name suggests.
Kui Ong Cinjin (King of the Cursed Devils) is not a real name, but rather the nickname given the martial world to him. This man is neither white, nor black, but more white.
Every action is cruel, if intervening surely the person who is the opponent will be killed and tortured first, he enjoys what he does.
Though the status of Patriarch of the Sect and also adherents of Taoism. He judged others as he pleased, from the 6 Main Sects and the 7 Great Clans none of these people respected, only It Hong Taysu was the only person he respected and he heard his words.
The Patriarchs of the 7 great Clans and 6 major Sects who already knew the nature of this person no one responded to him, they were too lazy to deal with Kui Ong Cinjin.
Getting a rebuke, Kui Ong Cinjin smiled and controlled his sword flying towards It Hong Taysu's entourage, so that the disciples of the Sacred Sword Sect immediately jumped down, and saluted the Monk.
While Kui Ong Cinjin was again showing off strength, he removed the sword under his feet while his person descended slowly from the air, like a person descending a flight of stairs.
The way he got down alone had already brought about the admiration of thousands of cultivators, but even more amazing was that every time his feet stepped on the air, there were air ripples as well as loud thumping.
“Tap!.”
“Tap!.”
“Tap!.”
The sound continued to be heard 12 times, like a person who was down the stairs with 12 floors of stairs.
That loud bang made thousands of cultivators, like they were stifled by the tension caused by Kui Ong Cinjin.
As soon as he stepped on the ground, the eyes of this person saw the figure of Gou Long who was cultivating among the crowd of monks.
What was interesting from what he saw was the silvery light as well as the small flashes that continued to surround Gou Long's body during his cultivation.
Responding to a rebuke from It Hong Taysu, Kui Ong Cinjin said, “Taysu raised a new student who is so talented, it is appropriate for this old Cinjin to give congratulations,”
“Congratulations! Golden Buddha Temple will definitely carve a higher name into its future.”
“Cinjin Misunderstand, this is young swordsman Gou, he is just a travel companion Lolap,”
“Because he is too exhausted and has not had time to recover his stamina, he is cultivating here, amidst the crowd of Lolap.” disciples Answer It Hong Taysu accordingly.
“Ooo.. What a great talent! It is a pity that it is in vain. It would be great to join the Sacred Sword Sect.” Kui Ong Cinjin.
Nah! This is also one of the many diseases that exist in the martial world, not only Artifacts, Resources, Book Without a Match, even young talents will also be a struggle for every sect.
In cultivation, Gou Long who vaguely heard the conversation relating to him, opened his eyes then rose to his feet.
Earlier, after making small talk with It Hong Taysu's students he decided to replenish his heavily drained stamina in the past 3 days while concocting pills, and then it ends with a chase.
Although this cultivation was only an hour or two, it was extremely beneficial for him.
Seeing Gou Long rise up, Kui Ong Cinjin offered, “Who are you intending to enter the Sect? The Sacred Sword Sect will make you a core disciple and become a direct disciple with the 7th rank below my other 6 disciples.”
Many envious gazes were aimed at Gou Long, including from the disciples of the Sacred Sword Sect themselves. Never before in the history of Kui Ong Cinjin raised a new disciple after 6 other disciples.
Every new talent that entered the Sacred Sword Sect, was always a disciple of the elders who headed certain peaks.