Chapter 623 Asking for an Explanation (Subscription Required)

Haoran Xianzong, Jiang Que's Dojo.

Zhao Tianren came here with the old housekeeper, looking at the dojo covered by the formation indifferently, with a hint of anger in his heart.

"The boy surnamed Jiang is lucky to enjoy the top treatment of Haoran Xianzong. This dojo is probably only enjoyed by the elders of the Nascent Soul Realm, but it is still not good enough in front of this young master!"

Zhao Tianren said coldly. He has now regained his confidence. He is a genius disciple of the Immortal Cultivation Holy Land and is not afraid of anything.

You Jiang Que is strong, but he is not weak either.

With murderous intent entangled in his heart, Zhao Tianren's face was cold and fierce, like a violent storm.

"Housekeeper, go and shout." Zhao Tianren said.

The old housekeeper: "..."

He looked at Zhao Tianren in surprise, but then nodded and shouted to Jiang Que's dojo: "Jiang Que, my second son is here to visit, why don't you come out quickly?"

But there was no response for a long time after the voice fell.

As if there was no one at all.

In fact, Jiang Que in the dojo was refining the evil sword. After absorbing the essence of the flesh and blood of the three Yuanying ancestors, he had made a further step. He needed to sacrifice again.

He naturally heard what Zhao Tianren and the old housekeeper said outside, but he didn't care.

It's just a young man and an old man from the Zhao family. It's useless to let you shout at the top of your throat, let alone others.

He glanced outside lightly and muttered to himself: "Since you are willing to shout, then shout. Anyway, it has nothing to do with me."

He continued to sacrifice his evil sword.

Zhao Tianren: "..."

He was a little embarrassed now. After all, it was his idea to ask people to shout. Now that Jiang Que didn't come out, it was like a big fist hitting cotton, with no power at all.

There was no place to use the power.

This feeling was very uncomfortable.

It hadn't happened for many years.

"Second Young Master, what should we do now?" asked the old housekeeper.

If Jiang Que didn't show up, they would stand there and shout and yell like fools, but there was no effect at all.

It was powerful but there was no one to fight.

Zhao Tianren felt this way at the moment, and he was very angry.

He came to ask for an explanation tonight.

But now he doesn't show up, so how can there be any explanation? There is no way at all, unless he breaks Jiang Que's Taoist formation, maybe he can see him.

"If that happens, we will completely lose face." The old housekeeper thought to himself: "But the Jiang family and my Zhao family have long been in a deadly feud, so how can we still have face?"

It seems that he can do it.

But he doesn't have that ability.

Then he set his eyes on the second son Zhao Tianren on the side and said to him: "Second son, if the Jiang family doesn't come out, we are afraid that we will not be able to gain anything..."

Zhao Tianren was naturally angry, and said with a gloomy face: "It doesn't matter, let's see what tricks he plays, we are not bullied by others, this son is also a cultivator in the Nascent Soul Realm, so he is not afraid of him."

The true energy in his hand condensed and entangled, but he was ready to take action.

He Zhao Tianren is also an extraordinary person.

Although this formation is strong, it is not impossible to break through. It just takes a little longer and consumes more energy. However, this is different for him, a genius from the holy land of immortal cultivation.

It is different.

He can withstand this consumption.

He immediately said: "Butler, you can deduce aside and see how I will use my means to break through the formation of the dojo of Jiang and break his turtle shell!"

As long as there is no dojo to protect him, Jiang Que is just a fish to be slaughtered.

It doesn't matter.

Thinking of this, Zhao Tianren suddenly had a spear in his hand, and a white light flashed and flew. He glanced at the dojo coldly, "Jiang boy, I gave you a chance, but you refused to accept it. You can't blame me."

There was a murderous intent in his cold eyes.

"Break!"

With a low shout, the inner Qi in his body was poured into the endless Qi on the spear, "My silver spear is a third-level magic weapon, and it is one of the best treasures in the holy land of immortal cultivation. Who can stop it?"

The formation is not worth mentioning.

Zhao Tianren was full of confidence and extremely disdainful in his heart.

In his opinion, Jiang Que was nothing.

Boom!

The silver spear exuded incredible white light, like a silver treasure, with endless power.

He smashed down fiercely towards the protective formation of Jiang Que's dojo.

Bang!

Suddenly, a transparent shield appeared out of thin air above the dojo, and the power of the spear hit it, rippling with strange brilliance in an instant.

The shield rippled like water ripples.

Zhao Tianren only used 30% of his strength to test this attack, "It's so strong, it seems that I have to use 100% of my strength."

Never indulge Jiang Que to show off.

The hatred and resentment of the Zhao family must also be avenged, so as to eliminate all the hatred in my heart.

"Open it for me!"

He shouted again, the light around him kept flowing, his aura was magnificent and domineering, and in the blink of an eye, a terrifying force was born from it.

Boom!

The endless power crushed over, making people feel a little nervous.

Jiang Que, who was in the protection of the formation, raised his eyebrows and said secretly: "Good Zhao Er, he actually used force, which is a hundred times stronger than his brother, but even if you break the formation, you may not be able to do anything to me, Jiang."

Break it if you want.

"When you break the formation and see the powerful seat again, I wonder if you will be dumbfounded?" Jiang Que sneered secretly, "Do you really think this seat is a vegetarian?"

These days, he has been paying attention to the Zhao family's movements. He also knew that Zhao Tianren had set up a banquet to invite him, but he didn't have a challenge letter in his hand, and he didn't want to go.

So he stayed in the Taoist temple to sacrifice treasures.

Under the second attack, the formation was still rolling and shaking, but it was not broken.

This formation was originally arranged by a being beyond the Nascent Soul Realm. Although they are all in batches, their effects are not easily broken by ordinary Nascent Soul Realm cultivators.

Zhao Tianren was not angry.

This situation seemed to have been expected by him a long time ago. He muttered to himself: "If one attack fails, come again. If it doesn't work again, keep repeating. This young master doesn't believe that I can't break the formation of your Taoist temple, hum!"

Who is he, Zhao Tianren?

He is a first-class genius in the world. Even if compared with the entire Middle Earth, he is a genius with unparalleled grace and no one can compare.

"Break, break, break!"

It is impossible to find the Jiang family to ask for an explanation today. The Zhao family members cannot die in vain, and the humiliation he suffered cannot be in vain.

The flames of anger slowly burned in his eyes, like a raging fire, and the silver spear in Zhao Tianren's hand became more powerful.

Bang, bang!

In an instant, the terrifying power rolled out, and a violent force swept out.

This time, the formation shook three times and almost became unstable, "It seems to be successful. I don't believe that I can't break your defense."

If it doesn't work once, it will be twice. If it doesn't work twice, it will be one day!

After all, the formation can be broken.

Then the grudge between the Zhao family and Jiang Que will be simple, repaying kindness with kindness and revenge with hatred.

The true energy gushed out like a spring, churning and sweeping non-stop, and the rolling power rolled up like a tide and a sea of ​​clouds.

Zhao Tianren gathered his power and attacked the protective formation tirelessly!

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