C805 Let's Hear It First

Jian Ao's essence, energy, and spirit were extremely powerful. Not to mention the Sword Sect, even a Grandmaster might not be able to compare with him. If it wasn't for his low cultivation base, his sword attack would have been enough to threaten a Grandmaster Stage mighty figure. Of course, even so. . . The current him could also shake some ordinary Sword Sect.

This was also the reason why Jian Ao had the confidence to break into the Snow Region alone.

This was one of his trump cards.

A sword thrust out. It was like the might of the heavens and the earth. The dreadful heavenly might suddenly descended. The supreme aura was so oppressive that no one could breathe.

The current white-haired old man was like this.

Under this sword, he felt as if his life was trembling. This sword was enough to take his life!

"Wait, I surrender!"

The white-haired old man suddenly spoke. He was afraid that he would be too late, as the sword would take his life!

Upon hearing this, a smile appeared on Jian Ao's face. His plan had succeeded.

The attack in his hand slowed down and even stopped. However, the sword might on the Bloodthirsty Sword did not disappear. It continued to envelop the white-haired old man's body, causing the latter to feel as though his life was hanging by a thread.

"Submitting is not something that can be said verbally. It is something that requires actual action!"

Jian Ao spoke a little.

"What practical action do you want?"

The white-haired old man asked.

"Very simple, hand over your soul life!"

Jian Ao spoke unhurriedly and unhurriedly.

However, it was precisely this sentence that caused the white haired old man's face to change.

Soul Life. As the name implied, it was the essence condensed from the soul. It was like a person's life. Grasping a soul life meant grasping a person's life.

One thought, life, and death were all within the grasp of others!

As for the so-called soul life, in fact, only Sword Lord and above martial artists could condense it. It was simply impossible for anyone below the Sword Lord to do so. This was because only warriors above the Sword Lord could activate the Soul Energy and use the Soul Power to condense their soul life.

Many sects and elite disciples would leave their life tokens in their sects. Those below the Sword Lord would leave behind their own Blood Essence, and those above the Sword Lord would leave behind a trace of their soul.

Life tokens would be formed through one's Blood Essence and soul. This way, sects and sects would be able to know whether their disciples were alive or dead.

Furthermore, there were some almighty figures who could use certain methods and Life Tokens to deduce who had done it! From there, they could send out experts and experts to kill.

This was also why many people didn't dare to kill the top geniuses of sects or sects. They didn't want to be chased by a sect or sect.

Kill.

This was very tiring!

Returning to the main topic, a soul life was even more mysterious than a life token. Once one grasped a soul life, it could be said to be able to grasp a person's life and death!

Once the white-haired old man handed his own soul life to Jian Ao. . . In that case, the former's life and death would be decided by Jian Ao.

If he was allowed to live, he would live, and if he was allowed to die, he would die!

It was a supreme technique that grasped people.

"What? Are you unwilling!?" Jian Ao looked at the white-haired old man who was hesitating. He raised his eyebrows and revealed a dissatisfied expression. "Since you don't want to, then I won't force you. Then you can go to hell!"

"Boom!"

A bloody light burst forth from the Bloodthirsty Sword.

It was like a blood sea that surged to the heavens, and it was extremely eye-catching!

"Buzz buzz!"

This time, the white-haired old man could even feel his Life Providence trembling. He felt as if he was hovering on the edge of life and death. Taking a step back for a living was equivalent to death!

"Wait, I'll hand it over!"

The white-haired old man's expression finally stopped, and what was left was bitterness.

He was a dignified Late Period of Sword King Stage, and he had never thought that he would be threatened by a puny Sword General, and that he would be forced to hand over his soul.

To be honest, the white-haired old man really didn't want to give it to him. However, even if he didn't want to give it to him, so what? His life was the most important thing!

As long as the green mountain was around, there was no need to fear the lack of firewood.

The green mountain was life!

"Buzz buzz!"

A silver light flashed between the eyebrows of the white-haired old man. Then, a prismatic object that looked like a plate appeared in the void.

"Whoosh!"

Jian Ao reacted quickly. Under the unwilling gaze of the white-haired old man, he swiftly grabbed it. After playing with it for a while, he said, "That's right! He was very honest. I like people like you who keep your word! "

The white-haired old man said. ：“--------”

Can I keep my word? As long as you slightly thrust your sword forward, my perfect life will be over!]

I won't take such a risk!

Jian Ao kept his soul life and Bloodthirsty Sword. He walked forward and patted the white-haired old man's shoulder as if he was an old man. His voice was indescribably pleasant as he said gently, "From now on, we are a family! Don't worry. I won't bully you! I won't let anyone bully you either. If someone bullies you. . . Just tell me, I'll go and beat him up immediately! "

" In the future, just call me Third Young Master. As for the way Mistress addressed him, there's no need for that! It's all unpleasant to the ear, making you seem like my servant. It's too much of a disgrace to your identity!"

Jian Ao said it as if it was a matter of course.

The white-haired old man. ：“---------”

Mistress? Third Young Master? When did I say that I would call you Mistress? You think too highly of yourself. Furthermore, I didn't say that I wanted to call you Third Young Master. Aren't you bullying me? And you said that you wouldn't bully me? This is purely a lie!

The white-haired old man felt that what kind of young man was this young man that he met? This scheming was something that other young men could compare to. He was completely an old fox!

That's right, Jian Ao gave the white-haired old man the impression that he was a thousand years old fox!

A scam!

Jian Ao asked. "By the way, what's your name?"

The white-haired old man opened his mouth slightly and shouted, "My name is Meng Qiang. "

"Meng Qiang?" Jian Ao spat and said, "This name is really not worthy of you. It has the word 'strong' in it. I thought you would be very awesome. Who knew that you would be like this? You can't trust your name in the future! "

" Also. " Jian Ao stared at Meng Qiang and said, "In the future, when you talk, you have to add the name 'Third Young Master' in front of you. Only in this way can you show that you are polite! "

"I know you are not used to it at the beginning, but everything is difficult at the beginning. As long as you persist, you will slowly get used to it in the future. It will be convenient to call it that!"

Meng Qiang: “--------”

Listen, these words, each sentence hurts!

And it's convenient? And persistent! I think I'm going to be angered to death by you!

"Come, come, let's hear it first. "

Jian Ao suddenly said.

"Uh. . . "

Meng Qiang was speechless. Ask him to call him "Third Young Master"? This guy was tired of living!

"Why don't you call him Third Young Master !" Jian Ao raised his brows and said, "That's fine too. I will crush your soul and life. "

“. . . ”

"Three, three, three young masters! "

One had to lower his head under the roof!