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Xuanyuan Zilong walked closer and closer to the man. He wore a smile on his face, filled with evil and awe-inspiring intent.

"Let me forgive you, how do you want me to forgive you?" Didn't you say so? If you want to cripple me, why don't you want to? " Xuanyuan Zilong teased the man, a thick chill in his eyes.

"I, I have eyes, I am a bastard, I am not human, just let me go!" I won't dare to do it again. " The man was scared. His voice trembled as he fearfully looked at Xuanyuan Zilong.

"Let you go, okay?" Xuanyuan Zilong casually said. Hearing that Xuanyuan Zi Long had agreed, the man looked at Xuanyuan Zi Long with a bit of disbelief, and was immediately overjoyed. But Xuanyuan Zi Long's next words, made him fall down to the bottom of the valley.

"However, since I've already said that I will cripple you, I still haven't done it yet. I've never lied to anyone, don't tell me you want to go against what you've said, how am I going to survive in the Hidden Dragon Institute?" Xuanyuan Zilong seemed harmless, but his words caused people's hearts to turn cold.

"It's better that you don't let me go. Fine, you can kill me yourself, so stop tormenting me." Xuanyuan Zilong was the devil, causing his heart to feel cold.

"Why would I kill you? What good would killing you do me? However, I still have to teach you a lesson." The man flew horizontally horizontally, spitting out another mouthful of hot blood. This kind of person, to be able to cultivate to such a level, must definitely have a background, and it was not a simple background either. If they killed him, there would be a lot of trouble. Although he wasn't afraid, it wouldn't be good if there were a lot of trouble.

Seeing the man who had been sent flying while spitting out blood, Xuanyuan Zilong did not show any mercy. He wanted to teach this man an unforgettable lesson, and at the same time give a warning to the people of the Hidden Dragon Institute to not provoke him. "If you want to provoke her, first consider your own strength and the consequences." Stop, Xuanyuan Zilong, don't be too excessive. It's enough to just teach you a lesson, why must you be so cruel? Do you know his identity? He is the son of a first-rate power, so if we cripple him, think about the consequences. Can you withstand the anger of a first-rate power? " Suddenly, a man stood out and calmly faced Xuanyuan Zirong. Yiran was not afraid and faintly had the aura of fighting against Xuanyuan Zilong.

"Hehe, is it just a first-rate power? If he can't even enter the Star rank, then maybe a one star power can make me cut him down a bit less. Furthermore, do you think that a first-rate power would send an Emperor to avenge me? Do you think he has the qualifications to do so? And what would you have done if he had insulted me? " Xuanyuan Zilong looked at his opponent with ridicule.

"Um, if it were me, I would do the same. But there must be a limit as well. Xuanyuan Zilong, give me, Mu Rong Tian, some face and let him go, I owe you a favor. How about it?" The man looked expectantly at Xuanyuan Zi Long. With his face of Murong, there were very few people who did not give him face. He believed that Xuanyuan Zi Long would give him face and let this man go.

"Let him go. Who do you think you are? Let him go so easily. Who do you think you are? Today, I'm not giving you any face. Bite me?" On the other hand, Xuanyuan Zilong wasn't absolutely sure that Mu Rong Tian was an idiot, because he would do the same thing sometimes. After all, there were some people who had to be given face. However, there was someone who could make Xuanyuan Zilong give him face, but it was definitely not many. And this Murong was definitely not one of them.

"You!" Mu Rong Tian looked at Xuanyuan Zi Long in astonishment, not daring to believe what he had heard. He had been in the Hidden Dragon Institute for several years. His cultivation was high, his popularity was good, and he was handsome. Not to mention the fact that in the first year of the Hidden Dragon Advanced Academy, even among the true upperclassmen, he could still be considered a popular figure. But now, the genius amongst geniuses had actually been disgraced by Xuanyuan Zilong.

"Do you really want to do this? Do you know that you are playing with me?" Mu Rong Tian's expression was no longer warm. He suddenly turned cold as he said stiffly.

"I was toying with you. So what if I'm toying with you? Could it be that you can eat me up?" Xuanyuan Zilong looked at Mu Rong Tian with disdain. He suddenly felt that this Mu Rong Tian had a problem with him and might even be an idiot.

"Good, good, you're really very good." Mu Rong Tian was so angry that he started laughing instead. He looked at Xuanyuan Zilong meaningfully. His heart was truly moved. He walked up to the man and ordered him to follow, wanting to get him down.

However, before his followers could make a move, the clothes of the man lying on the ground suddenly exploded, and his four limbs all flew out as he smashed towards them. A few of his followers were knocked back several meters, spitting blood.

Just as Mu Rong Tian was about to curse, a bolt of lightning flew towards him and struck his face. He quickly dodged to see if he could avoid the attack, but blood still splashed all over his face. The object that his eyes smashed onto turned out to be the fifth limb of the difficult man. He looked at the man lying on the ground. He could no longer be called human. He no longer had any limbs. He was just like a living corpse. Fresh blood continued to flow from his wound, and his life was unknown.

Mu Rong Tian looked at Xuanyuan Zilong and shouted, "You, you're really too cruel, you ?" He was so excited that he didn't know what to say. He then hurriedly asked the servants to carry the man to the alchemist's room, hoping that they could save his life.

"Oh, what do you mean, I don't quite understand?" Xuanyuan Zi Long spoke in an unhurried manner, completely ignoring Murong's anger.

"You, you really broke his five limbs, just you wait!" Mu Rong Tian roared at Xuanyuan Zilong once again.

Don't wrongly accuse me. I have been standing here the entire time and instead, you are closer to your follower. Perhaps you cut off his five limbs to frame me. Xuanyuan Zilong said in a very serious manner as if this was the truth. The people outside also thought that what Xuanyuan Zilong said was true and started to curse Mu Rong Tian.

"Good, good, good!" Mu Rong Tian actually calmed down after saying those three words. His figure flashed, and in an instant, he slashed out many sword images. It was as if he was slashing out an endless amount of sword scars, giving off an endless amount of sword aura, and like raindrops, he streaked across the sky.

Xuanyuan Zilong did not use his sword, but his left hand kept clenching and imprinting fist after fist as he continuously punched out, causing the sword aura to shatter. He was like a devil, tall and majestic. With a single step, he domineered over the world. He swung his fist at Mu Rong Tian's sword.

"Clang!" With a sound, Xuanyuan Zilong's fist struck the man's sword, producing a sound similar to metal colliding. Crack! The sword in Mu Rong Tian's hand was broken. His hand was also cut open, and blood started to flow from the wound.

Xuanyuan Zilong silently sighed. This was a good opportunity, his fist once again viciously smashed towards the man. The shadows of fists and surging spirit energy.

Mu Rong Tian's expression was as dark as water. He instantly looked at Xuanyuan Zilong's fist and his pupils contracted. He was extremely shocked in his heart.

"Kill!" Mu Rong Tian roared, unleashing the full power of a four star Xuan King and surging spiritual energy. The imposing aura of a four star Profound Emperor exploded out, pressing down towards Xuanyuan Zilong.

Boom!" Xuanyuan Zilong's fist grew bigger and Mu Rong Tian also punched out. In an instant, the Spiritual Qi exploded and Mu Rong Tian was sent flying. Xuanyuan Zilong was like a demonic god, standing unmoving, dominating the world, domineering and powerful!

Mu Rong Tian looked at his blood-stained fist and felt a pain that pierced his heart. He looked at Xuanyuan Zilong. This youth was like a demon god that was hard to resist. But the man was related to him, and now that he was crippled in the Hidden Dragon Institute, he couldn't help but blame himself.

Xuanyuan Zilong's battle flourished as he looked down on Mu Rong Tian. Looking at him, he was like a prey that was about to be killed. His straight and upright body moved like an ancient hill. He spanned across the stage as his domineering aura persisted. He took a step forward and struck out with his fist again. Spiritual energy surged from his fist.

Mu Rong Tian's expression changed. He looked at his fist, which had instantly become several times stronger, and felt powerless to resist it. Too tyrannical, was this something that a low level Profound Emperor could use? It was probably only at the high level of the Profound Emperor Realm.

This punch contained pure strength, but it was also the law of the world's power. Mu Rong Tian wanted to dodge, but he couldn't. He could feel that he had nowhere to hide. If he wanted to die, he would be killed instantly. But if he didn't dodge, how could he block?

However, he regretted it the moment he struck out. He seemed to feel that he wasn't facing a fist, but a hill. His fist was like an ant trying to shake a tree, like an ant trying to twist an elephant's leg.

"Boom!" Unsurprisingly, "Kacha!" The bones in his arm fractured with a crisp sound. His arm immediately drooped down. There was no power, but this was still not enough. Xuanyuan Zilong was like an ancient god and broke his arm with a fist, but his fist still continued to strike at his chest. Ka-cha! * Ka Cha! The man's sternum was broken in several places. Mu Rong Tian flew far away like a sandbag. He spat out mouthfuls of blood. Compared to when the so-called man started, he wasn't much better off.

Mu Rong Tian laid on the ground and calmly looked at Xuanyuan Zilong. He knew that this was a very strong opponent, but he didn't expect that this was the case. Under his hands, he wasn't even able to take three moves before he was heavily injured.

Xuanyuan Zilong glanced at Mu Rong Tian but didn't make a move. Mu Rong Tian might be a little idiotic, but he didn't offend him. He was only stopping him from teaching that man a lesson.

The surrounding crowd was speechless. Wasn't this person too domineering? He was only trying to stop him, but he was actually beaten to such a state.

They looked at Xuanyuan Zilong, their gazes completely changed. Xu Wendong looked at Xuanyuan Zilong, his expression grave. In the past, when he was at the low-level Hidden Dragon Institute, he looked down on Xuanyuan Zilong a little. He felt that the reason why Xuanyuan Zi Long could make Tang Wen stay by his side and even make Xuanyuan Wen Jing look at him in a new light was all because of his sister, Xuanyuan Zi Lin. But now it seemed that Xuanyuan Zi Long was definitely a fierce person as well, and at the same time, he had some guesses as to Xuanyuan Zi Long's identity.

Long Junhao and Jiang Yi Chen were both shocked. The normally gentle and handsome looking Xuanyuan Zi Long was actually this domineering and forceful. They had felt that they had never understood Xuanyuan Zi Long before.

He couldn't help but have a whole new level of respect for Xuanyuan Zilong. At this moment, if he and Xuanyuan Zilong stood up, they might not be Xuanyuan Zilong's match. However, he still had some trump card skills and enough strength to suppress Xuanyuan Zilong. Amongst the experts of the younger generation, he was the calmest.

At this moment, Xuanyuan Zi Long had become different in everyone's eyes. He was tall and mighty. They were like a Fiendgod that pressed down upon them, making it so that they couldn't even breathe. The young girls looked at the domineering Xuanyuan Zilong and his handsome face made them want to scream.

At this time, a purple figure suddenly appeared out of nowhere and the face that appeared in front of Xuanyuan Zilong was noble and incomparably beautiful.