"You... are you?" Zuo Zhiyuan stammered.

"I'll give you three minutes, think about it slowly, and I'll send you on my way in three minutes."

Zuo Zhiyuan's body shook, his brows frowned, and in an instant, his heart was irritated.

It was a nightmare for him. If no one mentioned it, he would rather keep him in his heart.

Fifteen years ago, an unknown old Taoist walked through Bazhou and made a special trip to challenge the Zuo family's Jingfeng Palm and made a bet.

If the Zuo family loses, they will perform the Jingfeng Palm. If the old Taoist loses, they will give the Zuo family an extremely precious Taichu Luohou boxing.

The Zuo family was a little hesitant when they saw the Taoist immortality.

But the Taoist pointed at a child about ten years old beside him and provoked: "As long as someone in your Zuo family can defeat my disciple, you will win."

Perhaps the child was black and thin because he had been sleeping in the open for a long time, and looked very thin, and had no trace of practicing.

As soon as this statement was made, the head of the Zuo family immediately became furious.

This was full of contempt and unbearable, and he finally decided to accept the bet.

Even if he is a thin and black child, the head of the Zuo family dares not underestimate the enemy. This is related to the foundation of the entire family, how can he lose easily?

So he sent Zuo Zhiyuan, who had entered the foundation building stage in one step at that time, to fight.

As a result, everyone was shocked.

In one battle, Zuo Zhiyuan was defeated without even a chance to fight back.

It was a nightmare that Zuo Zhiyuan could not escape. For more than ten years, he had a breath in his heart and devoted himself to practicing, hoping that one day he would avenge his previous shame.

Here, he also sent someone to find the residence of the old Taoist, but the old Taoist and his disciples seemed to have disappeared out of thin air and could not find any trace.

I didn't expect to meet him here today, and I still couldn't even defeat him in one move. How ironic?

"You are... that little boy back then?" Zuo Zhiyuan stammered in a complicated mood.

"It seems you haven't forgotten it yet." Xiao Shun smiled.

"Now let your heart be convinced."

He slowly raised his hand and waved his hand gently in the void. Time seemed to have stopped, and the snow in the sky suddenly stopped in mid-air.

A little leaned, he held it out of thin air, and it seemed as if he had torn off a snow curtain. A giant axe condensed from snowflakes was held in his hand.

Zuo Zhiyuan felt shocked, but he didn't expect that he was so strong.

The giant axe condensed by snowflakes was condensed by him with his true energy, just like the essence!

"Walk!"

Xiao Shun waved his giant axe and slashed towards Zuozhiyuan. The giant axe, which was about ten meters long, was as light as nothing in his hand, but with the momentum of opening up the world, it passed by a white light and thundered.

Zuo Zhiyuan's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly tried to make a decision. He kicked his feet and jumped out more than ten meters away.

Boom!

A tremor on the ground was like an earthquake, and the gravel on the bluestone ground splashed, and it even split a few meters of gully!

Although Zuo Zhiyuan barely avoided this thunder attack, he was still shocked in his heart.

"Come again!"

call!

A creepy whistle.

The giant axe swept across with a fierce wind.

A white afterimage was drawn in the air. In an instant, the snow on the ground suddenly formed several small white whirlwinds rising up and roared away.

Zuo Zhiyuan was shocked and forced him into a dead end in an instant and had to take it head-on.

He hurriedly condensed his energy into a strong energy, and condensed into a light blue shield beside him.

boom!

A loud burst exploded around him.

The huge impact force made Zuo Zhiyuan feel like a shell exploded beside him. There was a darkness in front of his eyes, and a salty smell surged into his throat and poured into his mouth.

With a chirping sound, the white snow on the ground was scarlet.

He shook his body and couldn't hold on. He knelt on one knee and supported his hand on the ground before he could barely fall to the ground.

For fifteen years, it seems that I have lived to be a dog. But it turns out that little boy has a profound cultivation level now. If he wants to win in this life, he will be hopeless.

Zuo Zhiyuan couldn't help but feel resentful.

At this time, the only one who can stop him is probably the grandmaster in the association, or even the president.

The genius Yuan Dian, who had been hidden in the world for many years, can only be the god of war.

"Is this still a human?! Are the gods fighting?"

Everyone in the mourning hall also rushed out, staring at the scene in amazement, thinking to himself.

Such scenes should only be seen on TV or movies.

"I didn't see it with my own eyes, I really thought I was filming a TV series."

Chu Jingtong swallowed silently at this time, but fortunately he didn't have the impulse to go up and cause trouble for him. Otherwise, he would have been in a different place now. If this axe was gone, no one would be able to withstand it.

The despair in the hearts of the Sikong family suddenly arose. Is it because God is going to destroy our Sikong family?

Especially Sikongxing, in addition to shock, there is endless regret.

Originally, he was the most likely candidate in the family to inherit the head of the family, and almost all the people in Jianghai were staring at the future leader.

Xiao Shun is just a useless son-in-law who comes to his home, weak and incompetent, and can be bullied by others.

But in just three months, Sikongxing walked over in a mess all the way, but he watched the waste who was looked down upon everywhere soaring into the sky, holding the universe.

But he pushed the entire Sikong family into a deep abyss.

"Qingzhou, why don't you speak anymore? What was the sound just now? It didn't sound like gunshots."

"Song Qingzhou? Do you have any heavy weapons?"

"What's going on?"

Song Qingzhou went outside the mourning hall to report the situation to Feng Yuanjia. As he was talking, he saw the scene just now. He was shocked and speechless, standing there as he stood there as if he was stunned.

"Boss, I don't think he needs anyone to protect him..."

"Brother Xiao, what exactly do you want to do? Do you have to kill them all?"

Zuo Zhiyuan knew that he would be defeated. If he continued to fight head-on, he would not only not be able to save the Sikong family, but he might even save his life. He hurriedly put away his previous arrogant attitude and said.

"I want to eradicate the roots by cutting the grass. My friend used his life to tell me a truth." Xiao Shun said coldly.

"If you kill me, you will offend the Zuo family and the entire Ancient Martial Arts Association. According to your principles, do you still have to kill all the Zuo family and all the Ancient Martial Arts Association?

Then what? Not to mention the thousands of members of the Ancient Martial Arts Association, the Zuo family alone has hundreds of people. If you are involved in it deeper, are you going to kill the whole world?"

Zuo Zhiyuan continued: "The strength you have shown today has been seen by everyone present. I am afraid that no one in the entire river and sea will dare to be an enemy of you. Why not stop and talk about what you really want?"

"We are willing to follow Mr. Xiao's leader!"

"Jiang Hai will respect Mr. Xiao from now on. If he is an enemy of Mr. Xiao, he is an enemy of us!"
Chapter completed!