"Are you looking for the Holy Son of our sect?"

Gu Zhonglou couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly, already guessing in his heart that the ancestor of the Huanggu Yan clan was probably here to seek revenge.

"That's right!"

Yan Zhentian sneered and said: "Qin Futian, the holy son of your Beidou Sword Sect, is very popular. At such a young age, he was able to kill the Martial Emperor of my ancient Yan clan.

So, you elders and disciples of the Beidou Sword Sect, all of you have high standards and look down on us, the Ancient Yan Clan, right?"

Yan Zhentian thought that the reason why Xiong Yu refused to become his disciple was.

Mostly because of Qin Futian.

"No, senior. Junior has already said that junior is already a disciple of Beidou Sword Sect and already has a master, so he doesn't want to leave.

This junior does not have any idea of ​​looking down upon the Huanggu Yan clan. I hope my senior can understand..."

Xiong Yu explained patiently.

"Really?" Yan Zhentian asked back, the expression on his face gradually became cold: "If the Beidou Sword Sect disappears from this world, and if your master also disappears, then there is no reason for you to continue.

Reject me?"

Yan Zhentian is very domineering.

There seems to be no intention to discuss anything.

Since you, a junior, say that you are a disciple of Beidou Sword Sect and already have a master?

Then I will destroy your Beidou Sword Sect and kill your master!

What other reasons do you have for rejecting me?

This is Yan Zhentian’s tyranny!

However, Yan Zhentian definitely has the qualifications to be domineering!

The Great Perfection of the Tribulation Transformation Realm, the peak martial saint who has survived nine heavenly tribulations!

He is the most powerful existence in this world!

Therefore, he does not need to worry about other people's thoughts at all.

What's more, this is just a sect in Jingguo. In his eyes, the so-called Beidou Sword Sect is far inferior to even a small family in Qianlong Ancient Kingdom.

"In that case, you lead the way! Take me to see Qin Futian, the holy son of your Beidou Sword Sect!"

There was a sneer on Yan Zhentian's lips.

The other elders or young disciples of the Yan clan also laughed.

In their opinion, Xiong Yu's words and her reaction were both ridiculous.

It fully reflects the barbarian land and the pitiful and humble worldview of these barbarians.

"Are you looking for Brother Futian?" Xiong Yu had a strange expression on his face, and then nodded: "Okay, I'll take you there now."

Similarly, Gongsun Hong, Gu Zhonglou and others also had strange expressions on their faces.

but……

In the eyes of people like the Huanggu Yan clan, their expressions showed some reluctance, or fear, and more probably uneasiness.

after all……

When people like these from the Ancient Yan Sect see Qin Futian, Qin Futian will definitely end up miserable.

And these people, as the ones leading the way, will be the culprits when the time comes.

"Okay! Take me there, and after I kill Qin Futian and suppress the rest of your Beidou Sword Sect, I will personally ask them if they agree to you becoming my disciple." A sneer appeared at the corner of Yan Zhentian's mouth.

Xiong Yu stopped answering, turned around, and led the way.

Gongsun Hong and others also quickly turned around.

Finally, silent laughter appeared on their suppressed red faces.

…

Not long after.

Xiong Yu took Yan Zhentian and others into Guiyuan Divine Palace.

Arrive at the courtyard where Qin Futian is.

At this time, Qin Futian was practicing in the yard.

Now that he has a mountain of elixirs on his body, there is no shortage of cultivation resources.

In addition, demigod beasts such as Qilin Beast, Zhulong and Laoqingniu are also practicing with him.

After receiving Qin Futian's guidance, these demigod beasts stayed with Qin Futian, practicing quietly and understanding the techniques taught by Qin Futian.

"Brother Futian."

At this moment, Xiong Yu's voice came from outside.

Then came another slightly older voice: "If you have anything to shout about, just go in!"

Yan Zhentian, who was standing next to Xiong Yu, was a little impatient.

Yan Shanshan, on the other hand, stepped forward directly to push open the courtyard door.

"Can't!"

Xiong Yu frowned.

But at this time, the courtyard door has been opened from the inside.

A figure appeared in front of everyone.

Dressed in white, he has a tall and well-proportioned figure, eyebrows like swords, and eyes as bright and deep as stars.

Qin Futian!

"Xiao Yu'er."

Qin Futian looked at Xiong Yu, nodded slightly, and then looked at Yan Zhentian and his group next to him.

However, his eyes only glanced at Yan Zhentian without taking another look.

It was as if this peak martial saint was not worth mentioning in his eyes.

On the contrary, it was Yan Linglong standing next to him who made Qin Futian's indifferent face reveal a smile.

"Fairy Linglong, we meet again!" Qin Futian said.

Yan Linglong's heart trembled inexplicably again.

In fact, the first time she saw Qin Futian walking out, Yan Linglong's chest trembled violently.

It feels so familiar!

She became more and more certain that she must have seen Qin Futian somewhere.

But she couldn't remember exactly where she had seen it!

This feeling is very strange.

You know, Yan Linglong's cultivation talent is very amazing, which means that her memory is also very amazing!

No matter how complicated the cultivation technique is, she can remember it in her heart after just one glance.

And Qin Futian is a big living person!

If we really saw it once, with Yan Linglong’s memory, it would be impossible for her to forget it!

But I... obviously feel very familiar with the person in front of me, but I can't think of where I have seen him before.

I am afraid that no one can empathize with this feeling except Yan Linglong herself.

"Yes, we meet again!"

Yan Linglong replied.

It was like an old friend, not seeing each other for a long time, exchanging pleasantries.

"Qin Futian!"

At this time, Yan Zhentian also spoke: "I came to find you, you should know why, right?"

Qin Futian narrowed his eyes slightly, and then looked at Yan Zhentian: "You probably know that after beating the young ones, the old ones are coming... If the Martial Emperor of your ancient Yan clan can't do it, do you think that you, a Martial Saint, can do it?"

Yan Zhentian also narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Qin Futian.

"Less than twenty years old... Daozang realm? Moreover, it seems that he is still in the late stage of Daozang realm?"

"Such a talent is unprecedented. I, Yan Zhentian, have never heard of it. It is a pity that he died like this."

Yan Zhentian shook his head, with a look of regret on his face: "If you hadn't killed a member of my Yan family, a Martial Emperor elder, maybe I would have brought you back to the family and trained you carefully. It's a pity... it's a pity.

ah.

However, I think this little girl is quite good. I will kill you and then destroy your Beidou Sword Sect. I will take this little girl back. I think you have no objection, right?"

"You want to kill me and then destroy my Beidou Sword Sect?"

Qin Futian couldn't help but laugh when he heard what Yan Zhentian said.
Chapter completed!