Chaos Ancestor Dragon Art

Chapter 502

"What about the outcome?" Long Hao asked curiously.

Yang Jun thought for a while, and then said: "Half and half."

After hearing this, Long Hao felt even more surprised.

Everyone knows that the Sword Saint of Absolute Heaven can be called the most powerful existence among saints, almost invincible, and can challenge the Great Emperor.

And the Great Sage of True Martial Arts can actually match him, which is enough to show how terrifying his combat power is.

At this moment, Sword Master Tianjue came out, his indifferent expression unchanged forever, but Long Hao and Yang Jun still saw a trace of boredom and helplessness in those deep eyes.

Being challenged every three to five times would be annoying to anyone else.

It was helpless because this great sage of true martial arts was too powerful, otherwise he would have blown the opponent out long ago with the temperament of the sword master of heaven.

Sword Master of Absolute Heaven: "Tell me, what is the comparison?"

Great Sage Zhenwu: "A battle outside the sky, a showdown!"

Sword Master Tianjue: "It's too troublesome."

Zhenwu Dasheng: "Then you can compete with whatever you say, anyway, today we have to divide the winners and losers."

Tianjue Sword Master: "Guess the boxing game, one game will determine the outcome."

Great Sage Zhenwu: "You...well, just guess the boxing game. I, the Great Sage Zhenwu, am proficient in countless tricks, and I will never lose to you no matter what."

The Great Sage Zhenwu was obviously very unhappy, but seeing the impatient look of the Sword Master Tianjue, he could only compromise, but soon became swearing again.

That looks, no matter how you look at it, it looks a bit middle school.

"It's all right!" Long Hao was quite shocked. He thought that the battle between the two saints must be a world-shattering decisive battle, but he didn't expect it to be so hasty and just guessing.

Regarding this, Yang Jun is no stranger to it.

"Junior Brother Long, let's take a gamble too." Seeing the two sages fighting, Yang Jun's hands were itchy and he had to take Long Hao to gamble.

"Okay, what are you betting on?" In fact, Long Hao was not interested in gambling, but he couldn't spoil Yang Jun's interest, so he had to agree.

"Just bet on the outcome of the two saints. If you lose, let me choose one of the treasures on your body. It's the same if I lose."

Long Hao was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect Yang Jun to spend so much money.

He is a strong man in the Golden Core Realm, and compared to the worth of a king, he is not worth mentioning at all.

But if you don't take advantage of it, you're a bastard, Long Hao immediately agreed: "Then the younger brother should be respectful rather than obedient."

"Don't be complacent, winning or losing is not certain." Yang Jun smiled lightly and said generously: "Come on, let you choose first."

Long Hao glanced back and forth between the two saints, rubbed his chin and thought for a while, then said: "Film guessing is actually a comparison of state of mind, master can become a sword master, and the heart of the sword is naturally refined to be unparalleled, so I choose master. "

"Hehe, Junior Brother Long is quite a thief." Yang Jun laughed loudly, and then said: "In that case, then I can only choose the Great Sage of True Martial Arts."

In fact, judging from the previous records of the two saints, the probability of winning or losing should be about the same.

But Yang Jun was out of luck this time.

When the Great Sage Zhenwu punched out a fist with a solemn expression and passion, the Sword Master Tianjue seemed to have seen through his heart, and the outstretched palm was already there waiting for him.

After the loss, the Great Sage Zhenwu was extremely excited, and after leaving a word, he walked away.

"Okay, I'll go to Nidao Cliff right now, Tianjue, you wait, I'll be back!"

The sound spread to the heavens, and it lasted for a long time.

The Sword Master Tianjue breathed a sigh of relief, and was finally able to be quiet again for a while.

Long Hao's expression was bewildered, that Zhenwu Grand Sage who was in Secondary School had too much personality.

"Junior brother Long is lucky." Yang Jun sighed, and then said with a sly smile: "It's just treasures, brother should pick them for you."

Seeing Lord Yang cheating, Long Hao couldn't help being speechless, but from the beginning, he didn't intend to kill Lord Yang severely.

However, when Yang Jun handed him the selected treasure, he was quite surprised.

"I heard from Yanlin earlier that you have mastered the Seven Killing Sword Formation. These six high-grade swords were used by me before. Now they are just suitable for you. They can be regarded as a gift from a senior brother."

This meeting ceremony is not light.

The six high-grade swords are exactly the same, obviously a complete set of standard swords, and the sword array is used in this way, the power is even more extraordinary, and the value is still more than 100 million mission points.

Long Hao couldn't help sighing, he was also the king of one side, and Lord Yang was much more generous than the master of Zhenwu Hall.

……

The two brothers chatted and laughed all the way back to the palace in Dongyang Mountain.

Yan Lin was still drinking alone, but his face was quite anxious, obviously impatient for waiting.

Suddenly seeing Yang Jun and Long Hao coming hand in hand, with extremely mysterious smiles on their faces, he was a bit confused and confused.

When he learned that Long Hao was accepted as a disciple by the Sword Master of Heaven, he was stunned.

It's just a meal. Long Hao, who was still sympathetic to him just now and exuded great pride, got rid of their united front and was promoted to a true disciple. This news was too sudden.

"Oh, life is hard."

After taking a big gulp of wine, Yan Lin was still a little dazed, and soon said angrily: "Tomorrow I will return to inspect the Tiangong. If I don't become the king this time, I swear I won't return to the sect!"

Yan Lin showed amazing fighting spirit, and he could see that this news hit him hard.

However, he was also happy for Long Hao. Forget about the other saints, being the disciple of the Sword Master of Absolute Heaven was the dream of all Yaoguang disciples.

At this moment, a figure suddenly rushed in from outside the hall at an extremely fast speed.

"Brother, why are you looking for me in such a hurry?"

When I walked in, I saw that the man was only 1.3 meters tall, with baby fat on his white and tender face. He looked naughty and cute, and even his voice was milky. The expression is quite arrogant, no matter how you look at it, you are an underage child.

"Haha, third child, I have some good news for you. Master accepted another true disciple today. From now on, you will also be a senior brother."

Yang Jun laughed and looked at Long Hao: "Junior Brother Long, come and meet your third senior brother."

Long Hao's body froze in place, staring blankly at the arrogant little boy, feeling extremely speechless in his heart.

"Haha..." Yan Lin laughed beside him, gloating to the extreme.

Long Hao glared at him fiercely, but when he turned his head, he saw the little boy with his hands on his waist, looking at him proudly: "You are Long Hao?"

"Yes, three...Senior brother." Long Hao said with a face of reluctance.

Although he was somewhat reluctant, he dared not underestimate this third senior brother, one of the legendary Three Musketeers of Fluctuating Light, the king of Megatron, and the famous Star Sword King. comparable.

"Well, this senior brother thinks you are quite pleasing to the eye, how about this, I will take you to a good place tonight, as a gift for you, hehe..."

Saying that, this little boy named Xinghun had an incomparably mysterious smile on his immature face.

But Long Hao saw it, and felt a little unreliable no matter what.

(End of this chapter)