C630 It's Not What It Used to be

Two hours later, Jian Ao came out of his study room. What was different from before was that his face was full of surprise, and his eyes were full of shock.

He had never thought that his father would be so awesome!

He had even beaten up a grandmaster, and had even fought with the top geniuses and monstrous geniuses of this large domain in Heavenly Dragon Region.

Jian Ao had indeed gotten what he wanted, and wanted to know what he wanted to know. However, he had also paid a price for it. Of course, that thing was not important to Jian Ao. However, it was extremely important to his father. It had a wonderful effect on his realm after his breakthrough.

Linglong Grass!

It could increase the probability of a Sword King Peak warrior breaking through to the Sword Sect. Even if he hadn't reached the peak, he could still increase his cultivation. Once his father could refine that Linglong Grass, he would be able to improve his martial arts further.

Jian Ao remembered that after the annual meeting, his father would leave the Wind Domain and head to the Heavenly Dragon Region to find his mother.

Although Jian Zhan promised that he would bring his mother back, Jian Ao could vaguely feel the difficulty in his words. Obviously, things would not be as easy as he said.

Advancing his cultivation base might not be able to change the overall situation, but it would increase the chances of him reaching their level. A tiny difference was a huge gap. It could be said that it was a huge gap. A small difference was a huge gap!

"Linglong Grass! This precious medicinal herb that must be cleansed by the Holy Light, you gave it to someone else just like that. " Yuer's shocked voice sounded in his mind. Jian Ao's actions caught her by surprise. She originally wanted to save that medicinal plant and wait for her cultivation base to increase, then refine it into a pill. At that time, the effects would be maximized.

However, now, she had to hand it over to someone else. Her hopes were dashed.

Jian Ao said in a deep voice, "The Martial Dao Master, to me, there is no bottleneck at all!" Indeed, he had absorbed the soul of the Blood Slaughter Sword Sect. His martial arts realm had long reached the Grandmaster Stage, and the only thing he lacked was his true qi reserves.

"If that's the case, why didn't I give the Linglong Grass to someone else? Furthermore, He is my father. As long as my father is strong enough. . . Then the forces behind me will be stronger. If others want to touch me, I will have to think twice. . . Can he withstand the fury of a Martial Dao Master? At least, in the entire Wind Domain. . . I don't think there's any faction that can ignore a Grandmaster. "

Yuer remained silent. In fact, just as Jian Ao had said, once his father's strength increased, Jian Ao had unknowingly gained an extra layer of protection, which could give him half of his life. In this tiny Wind Domain, no faction dared to look down on the strength of a Grandmaster. Even the former overlord of the Wind Domain, the Feng family, could not do so.

While they were talking, Jian Ao had already arrived at his own room. The flowers were still blooming, the plants were still blooming, and nothing had changed.

"It seems like after I left, my father sent some servants to clean my room!" Jian Ao thought to himself.

"Clang!"

The door was pushed open. However, Jian Ao immediately frowned.

"Boom!"

A loud explosion sounded beside his ear. It was like a storm that swept towards him.

Someone was attacking him!

"Bang!"

Jian Ao didn't even look at him, he just threw a punch at him.

Bang!

A wave of air shot out.

Dadada!

The sound of footsteps retreating could be heard. However, the one who retreated was not Jian Ao, but the boxer.

"Third brother, your strength has become so strong. "

The attacker was Jian Wen.

There were several heavy footprints on the flat floor, which were left by Jian Wen to block Jian Ao's attack.

"Big brother's strength can't be underestimated. "

Jian Ao already knew that the attacker was his big brother, Jian Wen. If it was someone else, he would have used one-thousandth of his strength just now.

Looking over, Jian Wen's cultivation base was exposed in front of his eyes.

First Level of Sword Master Stage!

In less than a year, he had advanced to a higher level in the Martial Dao, and could be considered a genius.

"Again! Let me see your strength. " Jian Wen said in a deep voice. Flames of battle were already burning in his eyes.

He raised his hand and struck out with his palm.

Rumble!

Explosive sounds rose and fell like thunder.

Thunder Palm!

Not only was this palm powerful in terms of momentum, but its power was also not to be underestimated. It had reached the low-grade Mystic rank. Furthermore, Jian Wen had also cultivated this palm to a higher level, and its power was not inferior to a beginner Profound Rank Mid Grade martial skill.

"Since Big Brother wants to exchange blows with Third Brother, how could Third Brother not agree?"

Jian Ao smiled. He suppressed his strength to the First Level of Sword Master Stage, and as he raised his hand, the sound of rolling thunder could be heard.

Thunder Palm!

Jian Ao had never learned Thunder Palm, but that didn't mean he didn't know how to use it. What was a Martial Dao Master? It could transform the rotten into the magical, and cultivate martial skills would be half the effort.

Furthermore, he was the owner of the Soul Heavenly Body. As long as the martial skill did not exceed his soul realm, it was not something that could be easily grasped. Of course, the prerequisite was that he must have seen it before.

Boom! Boom!

The two palms collided.

Xiu!

He retreated.

This man was still Jian Wen.

Even though Jian Ao had suppressed his cultivation level, his knowledge and experience in martial arts still existed. Even if Jian Ao only had a cultivation level of intermediate swordsman, he could still fight Jian Wen, a swordsman, for three days and three nights. In the end, he could still kill Jian Wen.

Jian Wen still took three steps back, exactly the same number of steps as before. Even the position of the footprint was the same.

This caused him to frown. Jian Ao gave him the feeling that he was like a mountain, as still as a mountain. He stood tall, and no matter how powerful he was, he wouldn't be able to move him.

"I don't believe it. He has grown to his current level in less than a year's time. " Jian Wen comforted himself in his heart.

"Third Brother, your strength is indeed powerful, but let's see if you can withstand this attack! If I can, then big brother will admit defeat!" Jian Wen kindly reminded. "However, after I use this move, I am unable to control it. I hope you will be careful, third brother. "

"Big Brother, you can use whatever means you have. Third Brother, I have my own ways. " Jian Ao smiled. He was not even afraid of Sword General now, let alone swordsmen. If he was really hurt by Jian Wen, he could really go home and eat.

"The Tyrant Sea is boundless!"

Jian Wen waved his fists. They were dense and airtight, like a sea of fists. From left to right, from top to bottom, as long as he could attack Jian Ao, there would be a fist print.

"Tyrannical King Fist!"

Jian Ao immediately saw through the profoundness of this fist. It was the second style of the Tyrannical King Fist.