C147 Nine star martial king

Ninth Uncle was the middle-aged man from the Line Village who looked ordinary, but had the strength of a One Star Martial King.

He was Wei Jiang's blood uncle, Wei Chen Sheng.

Wei Chensheng, who recognized the Thunder Hou revealed a serious expression.

His appearance made it seem as if he was facing a great enemy.

His aura surged majestically.

"Ninth Uncle, what's wrong?" Wei Jiang had a bad feeling about this.

"Jiang'er, don't ask too many questions." "If we were to fight later, I will do my best to stop those people. You should take the chance to escape, and remember, you must survive. You are our Wei family's last hope." Wei Chen said in a low voice.

Hearing that, Wei Jiang frowned.

That gaze suddenly swept over the few people on the chariot.

In particular, that handsome young man dressed in a black robe with violet stripes.

Could it be that these people were here to kill him?

Wei Jiang clenched his fists tightly.

The Genuine Essence began to circulate within his body, as if it was ready to attack at any moment.

Zhan Tianming also rushed back from the outside of the village.

His gaze fell upon the violet-traced, black-robed young man on the war chariot, as well as the young man holding the wine gourd. He frowned slightly.

The strength of these two people was too strong!

This was especially true for the purple-robed youth. Just a moment ago, he had been able to kill the dragon almost instantly with a single move.

When he attacked with his full strength, he could at most deal 99 points of damage.

Compared to the dragon's several tens of millions of HP, the damage he dealt was not even worth mentioning.

"Check."

Immediately, the information about the two youths surfaced.

"What?"

Zhan Tianming was startled.

Violet Tattooed black-robed youth: Nine-star Martial Emperor.

Wine Gourd youth: Nine-star Martial Emperor.

Why were these two so weak?

If he only had this little bit of strength, then who killed that dragon just now?

How could a Nine-star Martial Emperor use such a powerful technique to kill a colossal dragon with just one move?

He was stupefied.

Zhan Tianming was completely unable to understand what was going on.

Only after a moment did he come to a sudden realization.

"Yes, it must be."

Zhan Tianming nodded affirmatively to himself.

He believed that the purple striped black robed young man must have been an ultimate attack left behind by some almighty Martial Cultivator, and was even restricted from using it. It might even be some kind of Inhibition weapon, used less every time.

Just as Zhan Tianming was thinking about these things, the teenager in purple and the others walked down the chariot towards Zhan Tianming.

They didn't even look at Wei Jiang and Wei Chensheng.

However, Wei Chen did not let down his guard.

Zhan Tianming regained his senses and looked at Zongzheng Wanyou and, as well as Little Purple who was in Xiang Er's embrace.

He was very happy to see that they were fine.

As for who the two people beside him were, he had no idea.

That gaze couldn't help but fall on the two of them.

"Haha …"

The young man holding the wine gourd suddenly laughed, and spoke to the purple-striped black robed man: "Hey, Qing Shuai, are we seeing things? Previously, that brat was clearly a 1-star Martial Master. After attacking the lizard dragon, he suddenly leveled up to a One Star Martial Spirit and now, he's a 5-star Martial Master.

"Haha …" It's so interesting, so interesting that I'd like to have a drink first. "

As he spoke, the young man took off the cork and gulped down two mouthfuls.

When the aroma of the wine drifted out, it immediately caused old Yan Donghuo, who was not far away, to drool, he stared intently, his throat rolling up and down, as though he was hungry for it.

The young man looked at Yan Donghuo and waved the wine gourd in his hand.

"You want to drink it?"

Yan Donghuo couldn't help but nod his head.

The young man casually threw the wine gourd over.

Yan Donghuo caught it and immediately poured it out.

"Tsk tsk …"

"Good wine!" This is truly a peerless wine! "

Yan Donghuo had not drunk alcohol for several years, so he had no idea how thirsty he was.

Now, even if it was ten copper coins a catty of wine, he would still want to drink a few large pots of it.

Following that, Yan Donghuo gulped down a few more mouthfuls of soup.

Not only did the young man not care, he was actually very happy.

Just then, Zongzheng Wanyou and the rest walked closer to Zhan Tianming.

The Little Purple nuzzled against Xiang Er's embrace before she hopped down with a reluctant look. She ran to Zhan Tianming's feet and rubbed on it.

"Humph..." Master, I missed you so much. "

Zhan Tianming felt disdain.

Miss me?

I think you want that giant dragon's Blood Essence?

As expected …

Little Purple snorted: "Master, give me that silly dragon's Blood Essence, that way I can level up."

Zhan Tianming contemptuously sent a sound transmission, "Too late."

"It's not too late. Master, how can it be too late?" Little Purple had a shameless look.

"I've already used it myself." Zhan Tianming said.

"What?" Little Purple raised her head and looked at Zhan Tianming blankly.

In the end, it remembered that Zhan Tianming possessed a Zhan Family Bloodline. That, was a strange bloodline that relied on devouring other bloodlines to grow. It was probably the blood of the Giant Dragon that was truly devoured.

Involuntarily, Little Purple revealed a dejected look.

Zhan Tianming was too lazy to bother with this perverted pig.

He looked at Zongzheng Wanyou and her, and in his eyes, there was a trace of question.

Zongzheng Wanyou understood immediately, and said: "Zhan Tianming, seeing that you're alright, I'm relieved."

"Right, let me introduce you."

She pointed to a young man dressed in a purple striped black robe and said, "This is the master of Qingcheng, Liu Qingcheng."

Then, her slender hand moved towards the young man and said: "This is Hall Master Long Xiaoyao."

Hearing this, Zhan Tianming was startled.

These two people were the legendary two people?

Liu Qingcheng, sure enough, had a face that made all the men in the world feel jealous and envious.

Long Xiaoyao was indeed a drunkard who did not leave his side.

So it turned out that those rumors were true.

Damn!

These two guys were even more handsome than him.

Especially that Liu Qingcheng, he was so handsome that it made people feel extremely bad.

F * ck!

Would you be so handsome if you didn't grow up?

He hated good-looking men the most. When standing with such people, they would turn transparent without any feeling of presence.

's gaze now was completely focused on Liu Qingcheng, as if there was no one else around.

"Hey, Ba Jie, your beauty has become infatuated with women."

Zhan Tianming unhappily told Little Purple.

Little Purple raised her head, looking helpless as she said, "Master, don't talk about it. When I first saw that master Qingcheng, she had already become infatuated with her. Sigh … I'm so pitiful. "

Little Purple was even more dejected.

Zhan Tianming acted as if he did not care about Liu Qingcheng, and smiled at him instead.

"Hall Master Jiu Xiao Yao, Jiu Xiao Yao, do you want to drink with me another day?"