C462 The Style of Sword Cultivator from the Giant Sword Sect
C462 The Style of Sword Cultivator from the Giant Sword Sect
This loss was unbearable for him, he hated Yang Pann to the bones, he just wanted to get rid of him quickly!
"Reverend Wei, may I know who will help you?" Zhao Danxin turned around and asked.
"Heh heh, it doesn't matter who it is. Yang Pann is definitely going to die. It was too weak! "I don't even want to fight …" Wei Tian Gan laughed disdainfully.
"That's right, once this news spreads, they will definitely think that we are bullying the younger generation. It will simply make us laugh our teeth off!" Ren Xiang shook his head and said helplessly.
"How can we do that? Yang Pann must die, I am already injured, and now that there are no experts in the Zhao Family, if the two of you do not intervene, then I will let Yang Pann get away scot-free? " Zhao Danxin immediately became anxious and exclaimed.
Ren Xiang laughed: Hey, we can do it, but, it's not good for our reputation! Our Giant Sword Sect Sword Sect is one of the largest sects in the world, flourishing in the spring and autumn, with great prestige.
Ren Xiang and Wei Tian Gan did not move. They did not have much feelings for the Zhao Family, and did not care if they lived or died.
"I know all of this …"
Zhao Danxin said anxiously: "But as you can see, the Zhao Family is being bullied so miserably, I hope the two old reverends can help me out, help me! If any of you help out, I will give you two hundred million!"
"Then let me do it!" Hearing this, Ren Xiang's eyes immediately lit up, and happily agreed.
200 million, how many heavenly and earthly treasures could he buy? How many young models could he get? He had really made a killing!
"Ren Xiang, you really have no experience. 200 million is too little!"
Wei Tian Gan rubbed his chin and calmly said: "You have to know, if you were to win, Heaven Shrouding Union and Yang's enterprises combined would be worth more than a billion!"
"Is that so? Yang Pann is so rich! " Ren Xiang also felt that he agreed too quickly and asked in surprise.
Zhao Danxin was extremely disgusted, he never thought that these two guys would take advantage of the Zhao Family crisis to raise the price!
What righteous sect? Bullshit, how can someone like you have the demeanor of a master?
However, at this moment, since he needed help, he could only give it his all again. He slapped his thigh and resolutely said, "I will give you 500 million!" "How about it?"
Wei Tian Gan and Ren Xiang looked at each other and revealed satisfied smiles.
Wei Tian Gan agreed: "Hehe, Chief Zhao, you're too polite. As the ministers of the Zhao Family, it's our responsibility to protect the entire Zhao Family!"
Ren Xiang nodded, and said: "Mn, then let's go for the remuneration of five hundred million! I promise I will cut Yang Pann into mincemeat! "
Seeing their hypocritical behaviour, Yang Pann's face turned green. He couldn't help but to shake his head with a bitter smile.
Looks like the Attendant House Guard still cannot be relied on. If a family wants to be independent, the Patriarch's cultivation must be strong.
Otherwise, at a critical moment, he would still have to be controlled. The current Attendant House Guard had no professional ethics at all.
After that, Yang Pann released his Spiritual Sense and began to investigate the conversation between Soong Shixi and the helicopter.
"Dad, isn't Yang Pann's wager a bit too big? If he loses, it would mean that he loses all his bets!"
Ling Shuanghua frowned and said worriedly: "Since you want to use him to deal with Nangong Family, then, shouldn't you advise him to be more rational and conserve his strength?!"
"Hehe, although Ren Xiang Wei Tian Gan is very strong, he can't compare to the Nangong Family's five great Ace Attendant!"
Soong Shixi smiled lightly and said: "If Yang Pann is not able to deal with Ren Xiang and Wei Tian Gan, then we, the Song Family, do not need to bet our chips on him!"
"But, even if he can't win against Ren Xiang, Yang Pann is still young, in the future, I am afraid he will become a tyrant!" Ling Shuanghua was still not giving up, he wanted Soong Shixi to persuade him to stop.
"Yang Pann can wait, but I don't have the patience to do so! I'm afraid our Nangong Family is also going to force us to declare our positions! "
Soong Shixi revealed a scheming smile, and said softly: "If Yang Pann is not able to do it, then we must decisively stand by the side of the Nangong Family, and use it to numb our Nangong Family! "Haha …"
"You old fellows, all of you are too treacherous and merciless, all of you use Yang Pann as a weapon!" Ling Shuanghua said unhappily.
"Hehe, to be able to be used as a spear by an aristocratic family, it is all the luck of a warrior. Since Yang Pann wants to stand up for him, he must take out his own abilities!" Soong Shixi remained unmoved, and said with an indifferent smile.
"Alright …"
Ling Shuanghua nodded his head helplessly: "If Ren Xiang or Wei Tian Gan wants to kill me, can I stop them?"
"Un, sure! However, you might not be able to stop it! "
Soong Shixi smiled indifferently, then suddenly turned to look at the entrance of the ancestral hall. His eyes lit up, and said in a deep voice: "Alright, enough discussion, now that the other party is out, you can take charge of the competition! It seems that the one who took action should be Ren Xiang, his Great Solar Universe Sword is truly powerful, I wonder if Yang Pann can withstand it! "
At the same time, Ren Xiang carried his sword and walked out of the Ancestral Hall. He and the Zhao Family members were watching the battle from under the roof.
"Yang Pann, the life and death contract has been prepared, Ren Xiang will represent the Zhao Family in the battle now, you should come over to sign on!" Zhao Danxin said with a cold snort.
Yang Pann smiled indifferently, received the umbrella from Zhao Zhiming's hands and slowly walked to the eaves of the house. Ling Shuanghua also quickly followed.
"Group Leader Ling, take a look!"
Yang Pann looked at the life and death scroll a few times. Seeing that there were no loopholes in the clauses listed, he handed it over to Ling Shuanghua.
Ling Shuanghua looked at it for a moment, confirming that there was nothing wrong, and then looked at Yang Pann and said: "Yang Pann, it's not too late for you to leave!"
Yang Pann did not waste time with words, he picked up the brush, dipped it in ink, and wrote a quick note with the brush. He signed his name, then threw the brush away.
"Master Ren, it's your turn!"
Heh heh, Yang Pann, your cultivation has already dropped greatly, if you still want to hold on, that is courting death!
"Yang Pann, I will let you die a rhythmic death!" Ren Xiang laughed sinisterly and signed his name too.
After that, Yang Pann and Ren Xiang's group left behind one agreement, and the last one was given to Ling Shuanghua to keep.
Yang Pann held onto his black umbrella and walked into the curtain of rain. Finally, he stood right in front of the entrance of the ancestral hall.
"In the name of the ancestors, bless the victory of Reverend Ren, and completely behead this little bastard Yang Pann, and chop him into mincemeat!"
"Ziming, if you have any information on the ground, send a bolt of lightning to hack Yang Pann to death!"
"Yongtu, you died a terrible death. Did you see that? Now, Ren Xiang is going to take revenge for you! "
"Master Ren has made his move, Yang Pann is dead for sure! Yongwang, you can rest in peace! "
At this time, inside and outside the ancestral hall, the Zhao Family members were kneeling down and kowtowing to the ancestors and Zhao Ziming. Some of them were wailing loudly while others were gritting their teeth and cursing Yang Pann.
"Damn, why does it feel like I'm already a dead person!" How disgusting! " Yang Pann was so angry that his eyes rolled back.
Wait till I defeat Ren Xiang, then I will rob your family, I will make you homeless!
Under everyone's gazes, Ren Xiang held his sword and walked to the center of the courtyard, and stood ten meters away from Yang Pann.
At this time, the atmosphere became tense, everyone's breathing stopped, they stared straight at the sword in Ren Xiang's hand!
The sword was a good sword. It was forged with Tai Yi Iron Essence. The sword was three feet long and weighed four Jin and eight taels. The treasured sword was an azure color and the blade was slender and extremely thin!
The sword hilt was inlaid with precious gems, the mouth of the sword was filled with gold, and a brilliant sun was carved into it!
The dark clouds pressed down on the city, and the sky was dark. However, the cold glint of the sword was already so glaring. It was as white as snow!
The torrential downpour fell like it was pouring money, but the sharp blade was not stained by a single drop of rain!
A layer of azure energy wrapped around the treasured sword.
His aura was too strong, so he naturally released it. The rain drops that were still more than a meter away from the treasure sword were all sent flying!
Soong Shixi silently looked at the arena through the window of the cabin door. His eyes slightly narrowed and his expression became serious.
The Sword Cultivator was truly extraordinary. Ren Xiang had only stood there motionlessly and did not even make a move, yet he already had the bearing of a grandmaster from a powerful sect. He released a monstrous killing intent and sword qi, causing him to feel somewhat suppressed.
His gaze landed on Yang Pann once again, and couldn't help but be slightly startled.
He did not sense any energy fluctuations from Yang Pann's body. It was clear that Yang Pann had not stepped into the Profound Rank yet.
However, he discovered that Yang Pann's eyes were calm and collected, even a little ice-cold, without the slightest bit of human emotion.
To be able to train in such a terrifying quality of mind, he must be an experienced veteran who had gone through hundreds of battles to kill his enemy. However, Yang Pann was not even twenty years old yet, and had only experienced a few battles.
"Ziming, Yang Pann is definitely going to die today. You can close your eyes and rest in peace!"
Under the roof of the Zhao Ancestral Hall, Zhao Danxin gritted his teeth as he glared at Yang Pann, as if he was already a dead man.
Ling Shuanghua suddenly felt his entire body going cold, even his fingertips becoming completely ice-cold.
When she felt Ren Xiang's terrifying Sword Qi, she could not help but feel fear and crease her eyebrows, looking at Yang Pann worriedly.
Could he create a miracle?
"Where is your sword?" Ren Xiang looked at Yang Pann and asked.
Yang Pann raised his umbrella, smiled slightly, and said indifferently: "This umbrella, is my sword, so I will still kill you!"
"Ha ha!"
Ren Xiang almost burst out laughing as the corner of his mouth twitched uncontrollably. What a arrogant brat, but today, you will pay the price of your life for your arrogance! "
Ren Xiang slowly raised his right hand, the tip of the sword pointing at Yang Pann, his footsteps slowly moved, but the sword tip was changing rapidly.
In the blink of an eye, twenty-eight changes had occurred to his sword aura. It was as if it was a white cloud within a violent wind, changing endlessly.
Yang Pann's umbrella slowly closed.
Yang Pann did not move, he was as majestic as a mountain, and in the blink of an eye, the raindrops had completely drenched him.
The rainwater at the tip of the umbrella continuously dripped onto the ground …
A world-shocking battle was about to break out!