Legend of Swordsman

Chapter 4610 Shame

Smoke billowed from the censer in the center of the huge hall, and Liuhen Xuzun, who was drunk from drinking, kicked the table away, twisted his ugly and weird figure, and began to dance in the hall.

Long Bai sat where he was, a look of disgust flashed in his eyes and was quickly covered up by a smile, and he clapped from time to time, as if he was watching a beautiful dance.

The giant man sitting on the top laughed loudly again, and directly picked up the maid sitting on his left leg, bowed his arms left and right, and twisted the maid's head off.

Blood spattered, and the giant man twisted off the head of another maid according to the law, and the two heads fell into the hands of the giant man like walnuts.

"Long Bai!" A deep and gloomy voice sounded from the giant man's mouth, "The two hundred maids you sent are really good, and now I have almost enjoyed them, you see."

Hearing this, Long Bai smiled and cupped his hands and said, "I would like to follow the envoy's words. Long Bai will send another three hundred saintesses for the envoy to enjoy."

The giant man known as Shangxu Envoy nodded in satisfaction when he heard the words, "That's very good. When the False God returns in the future, I will ask the False God to leave your dragon clan and still be in charge of the original jurisdiction."

A look of joy flashed in Long Bai's eyes, and he quickly cupped his hands, "Thank you, Master Xu, the Dragon Clan is willing to do their best for the Void God to expand the territory and open up the territory."

Shang Xu made Yin Yi smile, and said in a weird voice, "I heard that your dragon clan only breeds with your own clan, and the women in your clan are all extremely beautiful and strong. How about you bring ten females from your clan next time?"

A flash of rage burst out in his eyes, Long Bai almost wanted to kill the Xu Envoy in an instant, but he forcibly endured it.

"I don't understand what Shangxushi means." Long Bai almost said through gritted teeth.

Shangxu envoy smiled sadly, "As long as you bring ten dragon women to this seat, the original jurisdiction of the dragon clan will remain unchanged, and you can choose the seven regions for your own use, how about it?"

The innate pride and dignity of the Dragon Clan was completely humiliated, but the palms hidden under the sleeves of the dragon cypress robe slowly loosened.

Then, without changing his face, he cupped his hands and said, "This is a big matter, I need Long Bai to go back and ask the ancestors for their opinions."

After saying this sentence, Long Bai sat back to his original place in a daze.

The leader of the Dragon Clan, who led all major forces to besiege the Palace of Life, is now begging for peace like a dog!

He vaguely felt,

The opinions of the ancestors are completely wrong, very wrong.

But can everything be salvaged?

Sitting at the top, Shangxu was very happy. This race known for its arrogance can be humiliated by him in every possible way at this moment. The sense of conquest is far more enjoyable than that of the Slaughtering Starfield!

The envoy sat on the back of the chair in satisfaction, not knowing whether it was because he drank too much wine or collected too much yin, his mind began to feel a little dizzy.

Everything started to spin up and down, overlapping images appeared, Shangxushi tried to shake his head, his eyes glanced at the center of the giant hall, and at some point three figures stood up.

"Who is coming, report what's going on quickly." Shangxu made his halberd point and shouted.

However, no answer was received.

With every step taken by the figure dressed as a ranger at the front, the hall darkens a bit.

The group of venerables who were still drinking and drinking, seemed to be frozen, motionless.

Shangxu envoy finally became a little more sober, because he found to his horror that his body could no longer move!

A blood shadow suddenly appeared in front of him, Ba Jue's roar became the last voice Shangxu Envoy heard.

"Chop Suey!"

Xuebo Supreme stretched out his palm, and the half-ancestral divine power easily shattered his head.

Blood mist gushed out, and the hill-like figure collapsed.

Everything seemed to be played in slow motion, Long Bai watched this scene completely, and felt chills in his heart.

"You, let me down too much, you Dragon Clan, let me down too much."

The sound of regret sounded, and a figure appeared in front of Long Bai at some unknown time.

Long Bai slowly raised his head, the face that was so familiar to him that he couldn't be more familiar with it was truly imprinted in his eyes at this moment.

"Sword, Jian Wushuang..."

The eyes looking at that face were full of regret, for some reason, the resentment in his heart had long since disappeared without a trace, replaced by shame and guilt.

"An ancient race that has existed since the prehistoric chaos, has the pride in your hearts been eaten by dogs?!"

Jian Wushuang glared at each other, and directly grabbed Long Bai by the collar and pulled him up.

When Long Bai came to his senses, a sense of shame surged into his heart instantly, and the divine power belonging to the Invincible Supreme directly forced Jian Wushuang back a few steps.

"Presumptuous Jian Wushuang, how can you humiliate my dragon family?" Long Bai said angrily.

Hearing this, Jian Wushuang smiled coldly, "The one who humiliates you is never an outsider, but you yourself!"

The shame of being underestimated made Long Bai lose his mind in an instant. He directly summoned the phantom of his own life, a mighty golden dragon, carrying supreme terror, and bumped into Jian Wushuang.

As long as Jian Wushuang is killed, the most shameful side of his dragon clan will no longer be known to outsiders!

"boom!"

After the virtual image of the golden dragon collided with Jian Wushuang, it was hard to make an inch!

Jian Wushuang responded with his palm, and then twisted suddenly, the virtual image of the golden dragon was shattered into powder.

Long Bai himself seemed to be hit by a sledgehammer, his figure receded, and he slammed into the wall.

Withdrawing his palm, Jian Wushuang came to Long Bai step by step, his eyes sinking like water.

Then, he slowly stretched out his palm, facing Long Bai, and twitched his big mouth left and right!

One sound was higher than the other, as if it was enough to shatter the sky, echoing in the giant hall.

After finishing all the Void Zuns in the giant hall, the Xuebo Supreme and the old Zun stood side by side, watching Jian Wushuang whipping and waving wantonly.

"Bloody!" The Blood Wave Supreme smacked his lips.

The old man nodded in agreement.

I don't know how long it took before Jian Wushuang stopped beating, and with a flick of his palm, he dried the dragon's blood that was full of hands.

And a head swollen into a basket, with a face like a dragon cypress who opened a dye shop, finally knelt and sat on the ground.

Long Bai, whose original form was almost taken out, looked dull, and just murmured, "I was wrong, I was wrong..."

Taking a deep breath, Jian Wushuang said, "It's not your fault alone, it's the fault of your entire Dragon Clan. I'm going to ask for an explanation!"

Long Bai suddenly raised his head, "Let me go, I will definitely persuade my ancestor when I go back."

"I can't keep you. I can't keep you just because you snare the saints of the holy land of the divine power universe and dedicate them to the virtual universe to kill." Jian Wushuang said lightly, as if the final judgment was set.

Hearing this, Long Bai seemed to have been drained of all his strength, and sat slumped on the ground.

"If this is the case, then you can help me bring a sentence to the ancestors of the Dragon Clan, so that they will not make further mistakes."

When a person is about to die, his words are also kind.

When a bird is about to die, its song also mourns.

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