Demon Eye Shura

"Bastard... bastard..."

Zhuo Wenzhan looked up to the sky and shouted, his skin turned fiery red, the anger in his chest was about to come out, and his skin color was still deepening rapidly.This shame, this stain, he will never forget in his life.

"I control 70.00% of the Zhuo family's property, and a monk in the innate spiritual realm...but I was made notorious by a body-refining ant, and I ridiculed it. I will never forget this hatred, and I will repay it a hundredfold!"

After saying this, Zhuo Wenzhan tried his last strength to stand up from the ground with the help of two attendants, wisps of scarlet trickled down the corner of his mouth.

He was hurt so badly!

Just now, he used the spirit power to transform the tiger, and gathered all his strength. All the power of the fifteen elephants was reflected on the defensive power of his five elephant skins.

"Zhuo Wentian...you won!" Zhuo Wenzhan looked at all this bitterly, he saw faces mocking him one after another, the blood in his mouth couldn't stop flowing out, and the internal injury couldn't help but intensify:

"Although you won, I refuse to accept it. I am ashamed that you have such a despicable grandson! In order to win me, I will do anything and everything. Just wait...as long as I, Zhuo Wenzhan, still have breath, I will definitely win!" Will get rid of him!"

"Old dog Nimazhuo, what are you talking about, if you have the guts, tell me how despicable my grandson is!"

Zhuo Wentian was furious immediately, he rushed to the stage and pulled Zhuo Wenzhan's lapel.

A right-winger immediately yelled: "You you... bold!"

"Presumptuous!" Zhuo Wentian stomped his feet, the ground cracked instantly, and the strong force directly caused the man to spurt blood wildly.

"Nimma, what the hell are you! How dare you talk to me like that? Bah!"

Leaving these words aside, there was no sound in the audience, and there was silence, only Zhuo Wentian's eyes surged with murderous intent, "Old dog Zhuo, tell me! Why don't you talk! Why don't you talk about the old man?" How despicable is your grandson! You are a bullying thing, you know how to bully my good grandson because you have no ability. Hmph, if you want to break the contract, you can just say so!"

"I'm definitely not someone who can't afford to lose..." Zhuo Wen said these words with a fighting spirit, although his body was weak, his anger was still undiminished, "You won... I will fulfill the bet. But you won No martial arts, this kind of despicable behavior is simply... outrageous!"

Zhuo Wenzhan's eyes drifted and blurred, as weak as if he was about to die, he looked at Zhuo Yifan.He sneered: "If you really didn't do anything despicable, then my Zhuo family has produced a generation of peerless wizards, and it is understandable that you want to lead the Zhuo family. But your soul quality is average...but you suddenly become so powerful...Old man I can't believe it! It's wrong, you can explain it clearly in front of everyone. Otherwise, you will die with regret!..."

clap clap clap!

A young man with light but steady steps walked out of a group of right-wingers.He was thin, dressed in white with a purple gauze over it, and the black crystal long sword at his waist gleamed with a faint chill.And the most memorable one was a mole between his eyebrows.

He clapped his hands at Zhuo Yifan: "Brother Yifan, your methods are really amazing, even the second master was defeated by you. I am very happy, I really want to compete with you, I wonder if I can reward you?"

Swish!

A thought flashed in his mind, this person shot suddenly, his fingertips immediately bent and turned into sharp claws, gushing out pale yellow spiritual power, he grabbed at Zhuo Wentian fiercely, in order to rescue Zhuo Wenzhan.

"Not good!" Zhuo Wentian suddenly became energetic when he saw the pale yellow aura.

Facing this claw, Zhuo Wentian also made a sudden move, stretched out his fist and shook the claw forcefully with full strength, each claw collided with the punch, the wave of spiritual energy spread, shaking the ground to open cracks one after another.

And the two figures stuck together suddenly separated.

At the same time, the young man also successfully rescued Zhuo Wenzhan.

"What a boy! He has actually reached the Sanxuan Palace!"

The blow just now happened to be evenly matched with Zhuo Wentian. Although Zhuo Wentian was not injured, he had to pay attention to this young man.

"It turned out to be Brother Guanying. Brother Guanying's soul quality is excellent, top-ranked. He cultivated to the Innate Spiritual Realm a long time ago, but he didn't expect to have cultivated to the Sanxuanfu Realm after several months of retreat? It's really shocking."

Zhuo Yifan took a closer look and found that the other party was actually a genius of the Zhuo family, Zhuo Guanying!A full ten years older than himself.

When he was 16 years old, he had already reached the ranks of the early stage of the innate spirit realm through his outstanding aptitude.In the next ten years, he will advance by leaps and bounds, and achieve the divine power of the ten elephants in the early stage of the Sanxuan Mansion. His power is infinite, his spiritual power is ruthless, and he can fly through the void.

In another four years, that is, when Zhuo Guanying is 30 years old, he may have already entered the ranks of the middle and late stages of the Sanxuan Mansion.At that time, the use of spiritual power will be superb, and the Mandan or Soul Pill will be condensed in the dantian, and you will be able to officially start preparing to break through the golden elixir secret realm.

Those with top-grade high-level soul quality, and those who have reached the ranks of the middle and late stages of the Sanxuan Palace before the age of 30, are all first-class geniuses in the entire Jialan Continent.

Zhuo Guanying's talent was even worse than Zhuo Yifan's father, it was terrifying.

However, this genius is not a direct descendant of the Zhuo family, but a concubine.According to Zhuo Yifan's memories, he was born to his uncle and a woman from a brothel.Is a hybrid out of a genius.

With Zhuo Guanying's sudden appearance, he felt like Cheng Yaojin had been killed halfway.

At this moment, Zhuo Yifan knew that he was not yet an opponent in the Sanxuanfu realm. He had just relied on the iron arm to counterattack the attack, only because Zhuo Wenzhan's speed was too slow, which allowed him to figure out the way of the punch, accurately resist the damage, and cause a counterattack effect .

But the state of Sanxuan Mansion is completely different. He moves like a ghost, and his hands are like lightning. With Zhuo Yifan's state, he might not even be able to keep up with the speed.

But Zhuo Yifan is very confident, he has magic pupils and iron arms, as long as he integrates his soul and works diligently, he will soon become the No.1 among the young children of the Zhuo family!

"Fan'er, your performance today really surprised grandpa, hahaha!" Zhuo Wentian waved and pulled Zhuo Yifan back to him, fearing that Zhuo Guanying would harm his grandson, his eyes were like eagles, and he was very vigilant Staring at Zhuo Guanying.

"Hehehe, I didn't expect the second grandpa to be injured so badly. The strength of little brother Yifan is really shocking. He is stronger than me back then? I wonder if little brother Yifan can show his face and fight?"

In Zhuo's family, no one knew about Zhuo Guanying's achievements and the speed of his cultivation. Even though he was a son of a concubine, everyone respected him and kept silent.Zhuo Guanying, who is talented and arrogant, hates other people showing off the most.

He stared at Zhuo Yifan closely, and slowly took a step towards him, revealing his aura of a strong man in the Sanxuan Palace, the light yellow aura was released like mist, with unparalleled aura, extremely domineering, Taking this as a way to give Zhuo Yifan a sense of oppression, he laughed in a provocative voice:

"I like the strong, and I am even more interested in the gate of the blood prison. I know that little brother Yifan also wants to enter the door, but my pursuit of the road to the strong is definitely far better than yours. I know that little brother Yifan just fought, The wear and tear is too heavy, and I will naturally not take advantage of the danger."

"I have just inquired about it. The gate of the blood prison will disappear in fifteen days. I will give Zhuo Yifan ten days to recuperate. After ten days at noon, we will fight here. If you lose, Then give me the quota for the Gate of Blood Hell, and return all the economic items of Second Grandpa. Is that good?"

bet!I just finished gambling, and there is another one.

"What if you lose?" Zhuo Yifan's eyes became gloomy, also with a bit of playfulness.

"Losing? I haven't thought about this issue yet." Zhuo Guanying sneered strangely. He rested his chin in one hand and rubbed his temples with the other, as if thinking hard, and then said haha: "If I lose, I will I will give you ten spirit-gathering pills! This is all my wealth. Of course, if you dare to take the bet, I don’t mind giving you two more spiritual skills.”

"Spirit Gathering Pill!" Everyone sighed!

The function of Juling Pill is to allow people to condense a spiritual vortex in a short period of time.

So as to feel the changes in the innate spiritual realm, and break through the body training stage faster.

This is very tempting for every body cultivator.For monks in the innate spiritual realm, there are also great benefits, and the market price of each one is between 50 and 100 million!

Taking this kind of condition as a gamble, plus the two spiritual skills, no one would be able to hold on to it. Even Zhuo Wentian had the urge to give it a try and give it a go.

It is not difficult to see that Zhuo Guanying is determined to fight Zhuo Yifan.

"Yifan, you...don't try to be brave..."

Zhuo Wentian knew that it was useless to say anything now, because he saw his grandson's extremely confident smile again, which had almost become a symbol of Zhuo Yifan's sure victory.

Everyone cast their strange eyes on him, and there was a lot of discussion in private, all wanting to see Zhuo Yifan's embarrassing rejection, and then make a fool of himself.

"Ten spirit-gathering pills, plus two spiritual skills..."

Zhuo Yifan looked at Zhuo Guanying coldly and said, he looked at the group of people around and spread his five fingers:

"It doesn't take ten days, I still have a lot of things to do. Five days is enough!"