Ancient Sword Sovereign/C7 Leading the way, right?
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C7 Leading the way, right?

The Leading Bird?

Usually, Zhou Kang and Zhou Lin would walk very close to each other, but now that Zhou Kang had suffered from such a setback, Zhou Lin's reaction was not the least bit strange.

After all, it was just a dog-leg. If he was bullied, as a big brother, he naturally had to show his head.

As expected, Zhou Lin immediately held onto his pipe, put one hand in his pocket, raised his head and laughed at Zhou Tong, then said with a disdainful expression: "A few days ago, your actions, I have already heard from my second brother, that you injured a fellow disciple, stole another person's Fallen Iron, and even went against the Second Elder, this is not a small matter."

Zhou Tong licked his lips and looked at Zhou Lin, his gaze was sharp like a sword, and when he saw that Zhou Lin's body had a Qi similar to his own, Zhou Tong then felt that it was truly displeasing to be carried away like this.

"Then according to big brother's meaning, what should we do in this matter?"

With a cold snort, Zhou Lin looked at his own fingernails as he said disdainfully, "Very simple. A debt of blood still needs to be paid back with blood. You gave Zhou Kang a sword, broke three of his ribs, and now that his injuries have not yet healed, I'll help him repay you with a sword, break three of your ribs, and even hand over the meteorite, so this matter can be considered even."

"Nonsense!" Zhou Lin, this is not a place for you to act presumptuously! " Zhou Yuchuan slammed the table in anger.

It's very fair that Big Brother wants to be the leader, then do it, "Zhou Tong shrugged his shoulders and waved his hands to show his respect to his father. He then pulled out his chair and walked to the center of the hall under the watch of the Zhou Family disciples, reached out his hand to pull out his Meteorite Sword and drew out his sword, then said," Big Brother, as long as you have the ability to break three of my ribs!

Seeing Zhou Tong taking out his sword, the elders including Zhou Yuchuan all opened their eyes wide.

Many of the people present had never seen a craftsman grade weapon before, and could only feel that the quality of the Meteorite Sword was much better than the Fine Iron Sword that Zhou Tong had previously taken out. Only a group of elders could see that it was precious.

But what was even more surprising was Zhou Tong's fearless, somewhat excited expression.

Facing an enemy that was stronger than him, he was not afraid at all. Instead, he had strong fighting spirit. Exactly how much courage did this require? At least, not many people present were able to do that.

Zhou Lin also walked out quickly, clenching and unclenching his fists, the servants on both sides quickly moved away the tables and chairs to make space for the two of them. All of the Zhou Family disciples in the hall had expressions of watching a good show.

"Tong'er, stop fooling around!" Upon hearing Zhou Tong's words, Zhou Yuchuan immediately opened his mouth to stop him. A Qi Condensation cultivator challenging a qi-repair, this was simply suicidal, the Zhou Family juniors between the seats immediately started to point at Zhou Tong.

"Is he crazy?" To challenge Big Brother Zhou Lin? Isn't this courting death? "

"That's right, that's a Qi Refinement Realm expert. He's overestimating himself."

Zhou Tong swept his gaze across the people in the banquet hall with his mouth shut. Only Zhou Wan?er who was seated had a look of disapproval, as he ate and drank to his heart's content, and did not forget to use his oily little mouth to shout "Big brother, do your best".

Father, there is no need to worry. I believe that when Big Brother fights with a mere martial cultivator like me, he will not use his full strength. I have recently learnt a new technique and am worried that no one will be able to help me.

With that said, everyone was shocked, they immediately understood that Zhou Tong was not joking.

"Zhou Tong, there's still time to regret it." Zhou Lin stared at Zhou Tong and bellowed, he did not even put away the pipe in his hand.

"The word 'regret', I don't even know how to write it." Zhou Tong curled the corner of his mouth, returning the look with an equally sharp gaze.

"Good, you have guts!" I won't bully you. Whether you can take my sword or you can get close to me, I'll consider it your win. Since I've hurt your second brother, I'll give you a good Jade Bone Flower to give to you. However, if you are unable to accept it, then fate and death cannot be blamed on me. "

"Amazing! Second brother, after you send me off, it seems like from now on, I'll have to rely on you two brothers to get rich." Zhou Tong smiled, and said.

While they were talking, the two of them had a change of attitude in the middle of the hall, the two of them were more than 10 metres apart, upon seeing the distance, many of them secretly lamented for Zhou Tong.

The distance between their fights was more than 10 metres, which was a rule for betting battles between qi-repair s. At this distance, no one believed that Zhou Tong could get close to Zhou Lin. Amongst the guards of the clan, there were very few who could truly fight against the qi-repair, let alone an opponent with Qi Refinement Realm like Zhou Lin.

"Begin, I'll let you make the first move." Zhou Lin looked at Zhou Tong and waved his hands in disdain, he sucked on his pipe and did not put Zhou Tong in his eyes at all.

Zhou Tong did not reply, he only laughed, and then with a flash, his figure disappeared, surprising everyone present.

"Clang!" A clear sound echoed, and almost no one could clearly see how Zhou Tong launched their attack. By the time everyone managed to find Zhou Tong, the distance between Zhou Tong and him was already less than three meters. The flying sword that was floating beside Zhou Lin, firmly held onto the sword in Zhou Tong's hand, and continued to release ear-piercing sounds of metal scraping against metal.

"Tsk, slow." Zhou Tong smacked his lips, and then moved his feet again, his figure disappearing again.

The crisp sound of metal colliding resounded once again. This time, Zhou Tong's figure appeared behind Zhou Lin, and the distance between them decreased again, to less than two meters.

"What kind of demonic art is this?!" Zhou Lin suddenly felt a cold shiver down his spine. If not for the fact that his cultivation was much higher than Zhou Tong's and the flying sword he used to protect its master after binding the sword with blood, Zhou Tong's two attacks would have most likely hit him.

"We have to go faster." Zhou Tong's mouth curved up as he smiled playfully at Zhou Lin, and his figure disappeared again.

Zhou Lin immediately did not dare to slack off anymore. He made a hand seal with the Seal in his hand, and the flying swords immediately split into four parts to form a sword formation, protecting all four directions. His eyes continuously searched for Zhou Tong's figure, but he could not find his.

All the qi-repair present did not know the essence of the Dao of martial arts.

On the path of martial arts, the strength from the cultivation method, the skills from the martial arts, and the speed brought by the movement technique came out.

Zhou Tong's' speed 'came from the [Mo Li San Jue]. It was the movement skill that was deemed as the' most terrifying and shameless skill in the world of martial cultivation 'by countless qi-repair Rankers ? [Exquisite Dust Shadow].

"Big brother, smoking is harmful to your health."

Zhou Tong's mocking voice rang, everyone present was shocked, they saw Zhou Tong quickly descending from above, with a flash of a black shadow, he appeared right in front of Zhou Tong, the sword formation formed by the four flying swords did not manage to keep up with Zhou Tong's speed, the Meteorite Sword released a low cry, and the pipe in Zhou Lin's mouth snapped, half of it dropping onto the ground, the cut edge was as smooth as a mirror.

After standing up, Zhou Tong immediately sheathed the Meteorite Sword Sword back into its sheath. He looked at the slightly dazed Zhou Lin and laughed indifferently: "What about Big Brother? Is it time to let this matter rest? "

The entire banquet hall was eerily quiet.

A Qi Condensation cultivator, against a qi-repair Ranker of the Qi Refinement Realm, had won, and even more so, completely won. Many people with discerning eyes knew clearly that if Zhou Tong had intended to kill earlier, that sword strike would have definitely threatened Zhou Lin's life.

"Big brother is awesome!" "Come on, I left you some chicken legs." Zhou Wan?er called out to Zhou Tong. Both of her small hands continuously clapped, and the string of small bells on her wrist continuously hummed.

Zhou Tong's eyes swept across the group of Zhou Family disciples who were as though they had seen a miracle in shock. He rolled his eyes in disdain, turned around and was about to return to his seat.

"Halt!" Zhou Lin's face was as ugly as an eggplant. He rushed forward and grabbed Zhou Tong by the collar, with a sinister look on his face, "A mere martial cultivator, how can you be so presumptuous? I am the elder brother, and I command you, go and apologize to Zhou Kang, return the magical equipment!

Zhou Tong squinted his eyes and laughed sinisterly, then extended his hand out to grasp the Meteorite Sword's sword hilt again.

Just as he was about to retaliate, a piece of pie that was half-eaten suddenly flew over and struck right into Zhou Lin's face.

Everyone was speechless, when they looked around, they realized that the pie was actually thrown over by Zhou Wan?er who was sitting extremely obediently at the side.

"A mere brother dares to bully my big brother Zhou Tong? I am a devilish brat, and I'm going to beat you up just like that. What can you do to me? "

Zhou Wan?er shook his head, he pouted and imitated Zhou Lin's tone, then stuck out his tongue, causing everyone to laugh.

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