Fengtian Longdi

Chapter 697 Awakening
Xiao Yunxiu frowned slightly, but she still got up and walked out the door. That guy is the son of the elder of the tribe. If he offends him, he will not be as good as the siblings.

"Xiaoyun, you look so beautiful today. Did you dress up specially for my young master's appointment?" The young man from the Jinyi Yaozu stared at Xiaoyun lewdly.

"You think too much." Xiaoyun tried his best to hide his dislike for the young man in brocade clothes.

"Haha, that's Xiaoyun's natural beauty. My master's vision has always been good!" Seeing Xiaoyun's frown, the young man in brocade clothes not only didn't get angry, but laughed heartily.

Given his status in the tribe, there are many Yaozu women throwing himself into his arms.

Like Xiaoyun, not only is she beautiful, but she is also not as casual as other Yaozu women, which arouses the possessive desire of the young man in brocade clothes.

"Xiaoyun, my son wants to spend a night alone with you today, how about it? If you need any resources in the future, just tell me, and I promise that you can get them without any effort." The young man in brocade clothes kept looking at Xiaoyun's pretty face and The uneven figure has never moved away.

"No, I have something else to do. I can't promise you for the time being." Xiaoyun pinched his palms and refused.

"What's the matter? What's the matter? I think you are playing tricks on me. If you don't want to accompany me, you can return those medicines." It was a little bit cold, and said in a cold voice.

After all, Xiaoyun is a weak woman, when threatened by this young man in brocade clothes, her pretty face flushed immediately, and she took a few steps back.

The brocade-clothed young man took advantage of the momentum and rushed forward, trying to hug the weak Xiaoyun, hug him in his arms, and love him a lot.

"Go away!" Xiaoyun probably possessed the cultivation level of a martial artist, and when he pushed out with a palm, there was a faint fluctuation of Yuanli. However, the attack of this kind of power was not painful to the young man in Jinyi.

With the help of his status in the tribe, the young man in brocade clothes obtained a lot of training resources, and forcibly piled him up to the realm of a great martial artist from his mediocre talent.

"Hey, it's interesting to resist. I like you like this." The young man in brocade clothes smiled instead of anger, his eyes were filled with primitive desire, he just wanted to push the weak woman in front of him, and love him a lot.

"Cough cough..."

Just when the young man in brocade clothes was about to succeed, suddenly, there was a coughing sound in the room, and with that coughing sound, the young man in black lying on the bed spit out another mouthful of black blood. flow up.

"Okay, no wonder you always reject me. It turns out that there is a wild man hiding in the house!" The young man in brocade clothes also saw Jiang Mo lying on the bed, and his eyes suddenly shot out jealous and angry rays of light.

"At first I thought you were a pure and pure woman, but looking at it this way, you are also a stinky woman. Anyway, since you have turned a blind eye to your good intentions, I will force you today. In front of that sick man, I'll do it for you!"

Finally, the young man in brocade clothes showed his evil side, his palm was wrapped in a ball of brown brilliance, and the aura of a great martial artist burst out suddenly.

While speaking, he had already pounced on Xiao Yun.

"Bastard, stop!"

The dark-faced young man came back from chopping firewood, just in time to see the brocade-clothed young man rushing towards his sister, he was furious at that moment, holding a chopping knife in his hand, he slashed at the brocade-clothed youth's back.

However, he was no match for the young man in brocade clothes. The latter waved his sleeves casually and sent the dark-faced young man flying away.

"Damn it!" Blood was dripping from the corner of the boy's mouth, he was not willing to watch his sister being insulted by that beast.

The young man glanced around, and then saw a large black giant sword slanted on the ground. Without thinking much, the young man ran towards the black giant sword, and then with his arms swollen, he pulled out the giant sword up.

"Bastard, if you dare to bully my sister, I will kill you!"

The young man when he was angry, no matter whose son you are, no matter what noble status you have, after pulling out the giant sword, he slashed at the young man in brocade clothes without any rules.

Although the young man is mediocre in martial arts, his arm strength is astonishing.

That ancient sword of Heavenly Punishment, which weighed hundreds of catties, was swung wildly by the young man.

If someone takes a closer look, they will be surprised to find that there are still lights and shadows emerging.

The sword slashed down, cutting through the defense of the young man in brocade clothes like a bamboo, leaving a long scar on his back, blood flowing out, looking very embarrassed.

The young man in brocade clothes backed away a few meters, staring at the young man holding the Ancient Heavenly Punishment Sword, his eyes were fierce, like a tiger or leopard about to eat people.

"Sister, are you alright?" The young man kept his sword in his hand, worried that the young man in brocade clothes would attack again, he asked worriedly.

"I'm fine." Xiaoyun's face was pale. The young man in brocade clothes had a high status in the tribe. Now that his younger brother injured him, I'm afraid the matter would not end so easily.

"Damn you bastard, how dare you sneak up on me. I will let you know later, how to write the word dead!" The blood on the back of the young man in brocade clothes was still flowing, dripping on the ground, staining the ground red, which aroused even more his ferocity.

I saw his grim and contorted face, wishing to tear the young man holding the ancient sword into pieces.

Although the dark-faced boy was afraid, he would never back down, because his older sister was right behind him, and if he retreated, no one would protect his older sister.

"Brave Elephant Fist!" The young man in brocade clothes took a deep breath, and the aura of the great martial artist erupted, causing the surrounding vegetation to shake non-stop.

He ran a few steps, and immediately punched out, a fist about the size of a foot blasted out, hitting the face of the young man holding the ancient sword.

The latter gritted his teeth and swung his sword again.

Dang!

This time, the expected effect was not achieved, the young man in brocade clothes sent the young man flying with one punch, and the wide ancient sword in his hand also fell to the ground.

The dark-faced young man didn't have any martial arts skills, and he was able to pick up the ancient sword of Heavenly Punishment because of his amazing arm strength, or the ancient sword didn't reject him.

If it is a competition of martial arts realm, how can it be the opponent of the young man in brocade clothes.

"Hehe, the sword is a good sword, and people are also beauties. Today, I will return them all to my son." Although the wound on his back hurts, he grinned, but it is worth it when he thinks that he will embrace the beauty immediately.

When he walked to the giant sword, perhaps to show his own strength, the young man in brocade clothes drew the ancient sword with his palm, but the ancient sword did not move at all, which made him feel very embarrassed.

Not caring about being ashamed, the young man in brocade clothes bent down, held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and tried to pick it up.

However, a blue flame suddenly appeared on the blade, and quickly climbed onto the palm of the young man in brocade.

"My sword, are you qualified to touch it?"

An indifferent voice slowly came out from the mouth of the black-clothed youth.

(End of this chapter)