"Elder Zheng, what do you mean?" Two balls of flames were pounding in Elder Kuanghuo's eyes, obviously extremely angry.

Elder Zheng sneered: "My meaning is very simple! It would be fine if the Holy Son is really a veritable Holy Son, but I didn't say a word today, but is the Holy Son?"

Elder Kuanghuo said angrily: "Elder Zheng, are you qualified to question the Holy Son?"

"No, don't get me wrong, I haven't said this." Elder Zheng waved his hand, "But, as a saint, you must always convince the public!"

"Tell me straight."

At this moment, Qin Jiuge waved his hand and said directly.

Seeing his posture, Elder Zheng was stunned and then sneered in his heart. At this time, he simply said nothing more: "It's very simple. As a saint son, he must at least be invincible at the same level!"

"Son of the Holy Son can prove this to me!" He sneered, pointing to the genius in the hall, "At least... we must prove it to the genius of the same generation!"

"What do you think of the Holy Son?" Elder Zheng sneered.

As he said that, before Qin Jiuge could respond, Elder Zheng said to the geniuses: "All my nephews are my Taixu Mountain geniuses, not weaker than others. I wonder if there are any doubts about the qualifications of the sage son?"

This is obviously a provocation.

The geniuses looked slightly moved, and their thoughts were all like a mirror. Of course, most people would not pay attention to it, but there were exceptions.

It was not because of Elder Zheng's words, but because of the news that Qin Jiuge had a physical problem, which was extremely attractive to them!

At that moment, a tall figure slowly rose up and said aloud: "I'll do it!"

As he said that, he stepped out of the crowd and stood in front of Qin Jiuge. His qi and blood were powerful, and his fighting spirit flashed in his eyes. He bowed: "The Holy Son is a shackle in the late stage, and I have suppressed my cultivation level and fought with the Holy Son at the same level. Please give me advice!"

"It's me too!" Among the crowd, another sword-bearing man slowly stood up, with a dense sword energy scattered around him. "After Brother Huo, I want to learn some of the methods of the Holy Son!"

It was Huo Zhan and Chen Jian!

Seeing this, everyone's eyes narrowed and even their breathing subconsciously slowed down.

You know, it is impossible for ordinary disciples to know about Qin Jiuge, but everyone present has heard of it and is extremely concerned about it.

However, seeing the two of them looking eager to try, Qin Jiuge just glanced over and then moved away, looking at the two genius senior brothers.

At this moment, a proud look surged on his face, looking down on everything, and a powerful aura actually rushed towards Elder Zheng, causing the powerful man to change his expression slightly.

Now, he is the true appearance of the Holy Son of Taixu!

"First, my identity as a saint is discussed by all the giants of the sect. The Holy Lord personally enthroned him. When will you be your turn to discuss it?"

Qin Jiuge spoke whisperingly, but his words were extremely powerful, and even the elders of the heavens did not take them seriously at all, which made Elder Zheng look extremely ugly. He snorted coldly and was about to speak out.

However, Qin Jiuge didn't even look at him at this moment.

He turned his head and looked down on Huo Zhan and Chen Jian: "Second, as for you waiting for the two, I respect you three points on weekdays, but I can call you waiting for a senior brother. Today I don't respect you waiting. Just two geniuses in the realm of the Supreme Realm are just like ants in front of me, and they are not attracted to the eyes of the Dharma!"

"Qin Jiuge, you!"

Upon hearing this, Huo Zhan was furious, and Chen Jian also looked ugly and stared at Qin Jiuge.

Before he could finish speaking, Qin Jiuge took a step forward and approached the two of them.

At this moment, his aura was as powerful as a rainbow, and his whole body seemed to have become majestic, giving people a feeling of looking down at Huo Zhan and the other two, and he spoke proudly: "I am the saint son, why do you want to challenge me?"

As he spoke, a powerful aura swept across, and in conjunction with Qin Jiuge's words, every word fell hard on the hearts of Huo Zhan and his two people.

The son of a thousand gold, can't sit in the hall!

As geniuses of Taixu Mountain, Huo Zhan and Chen Jian are definitely considered to be extremely high-ranking people, and they are among the younger generations in the entire East Wilderness.

However, compared to Qin Jiuge, the saint of Taixu, the young supreme, it is nothing. The status of both sides seems to be just a little different, but in fact it is like a natural barrier!

Now, Qin Jiuge is the priest of the Holy Son, why should he agree to the challenge of the two?!

Upon hearing this, Huo Zhan and his two expressions were stunned.

After a while, Huo Zhan gritted his teeth and said, "Just rely on this life!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the hall was shocked!

Huo Zhan was determined to make a decision, and he burned his boats to the death and said in a deep voice: "A path of martial arts is to compete with the heaven for his life! If this time, I am defeated by the Holy Son and willing to die, no one will be allowed to pursue it afterwards!"

Upon hearing this, everyone was horrified and looked at each other, not expecting that Huo Zhan was so decisive.

However, it is not difficult for all the geniuses to understand this, and they sighed in their hearts: "The Supreme Sequence..."

"oh?"

Hearing this, Qin Jiuge raised his sword eyebrows slightly, looked at Huo Zhan deeply, nodded and said, "Yes!"

Then, he turned his head and looked at Chen Jian: "Where are you?"

Chen Jian showed a look of struggle in his eyes. Thinking of the ultimate move of Wusheng Sword and the possibility of being ranked in the supreme sequence, he finally gritted his teeth: "So too!"

"Haha, yes."

Qin Jiuge nodded, and there was a hint of murderous intent surging deep in his eyes.

"Slow down!" Elder Zheng suddenly spoke, looking at Qin Jiuge coldly: "Huo Zhan and Chen Jian use their lives as bets, then what about you, the Holy Son?"

"The son of a thousand gold, can't sit in the hall!" Elder Kuanghuo directly counterattacked, "Even if Jiuge is willing to fight them, it is a gift, so why do you need anything else?"

Upon hearing this, Elder Zheng snorted coldly and stopped talking, obviously agreeing with this.

"Then, let's take action!" Qin Jiuge said, "No need to suppress his cultivation. I'm not afraid of it in the early stage of the world."

"Hehe, no need, it's enough to fight with you!"

Huo Zhan sneered, his fighting spirit surged and rushed out!

In mid-air, Huo Zhan's figure changed tremendously, and his whole body was thrust up one foot, like a huge war god, with the powerful qi and blood in his body surging with a striking momentum.

"The Seven Methods of Taixu - the Nine Transformations of the God of War!"

At this moment, everyone's eyes narrowed and they instantly recognized this method.

This is the method of body refining. When practicing to the extreme, the body can resist the power of false pressure collapse!

Bang!

Huo Zhan, who was nearly meter tall, punched out with a sudden punch, mixed with violent qi and blood and energy, exuding a powerful aura.

Even though he suppressed his cultivation level in the late stage of the shackles, the aura still made people's eyes shrink and hit Qin Jiuge with a bang.

However, just the next moment, everyone's faces were stagnant.

Qin Jiusing's singer waved his waves, and suddenly, a violent thunder appeared out of thin air in his palm, like a thunder domain, facing Huo Zhan, and vomited lightly:

"Thunder Realm, Arrival!"

Boom!

The collision of eyes exploded and instantly exploded, and the Yuanli was boiling.

The next moment, Huo Zhan's tall figure flew backwards at a faster speed than before, and blood stained the sky!

One battle at the same level... kill in one move!
Chapter completed!