As a genius, I am the weakest in my family?

"Why, are you scared?"

Chen Zhiming taunted, "Do you really think you can take over Brother Gou's body?

Have you forgotten whose sword Zhan Kan belongs to?

I'm afraid you can't even control the hand holding the knife now!"

Gou Youquan's pupils shrank slightly.

Use force to suppress Zhan Kan who was ready to make a move.

I thought to myself that this was not good.

He really has no way to completely take over the body.

The remaining soul of Dao Kui curled up in Zhan Kan, constantly attacking him.

just.

How could this stupid lamb understand my true intention?

"bring it on!"

Chen Zhiming said: "I don't want to live anymore. If you come to take my body, I will never resist."

"Don't think about it!"

Gou Youquan hesitated for a moment and sneered, "Two-legged sheep are the most treacherous. You must be planning to let that old man attack me when I come out of this jerk's body!"

"I have lived for nearly a thousand years. How could I be fooled by a young boy like you?"

As he said this, he slowly walked towards Chen Zhiming.

With one hand holding the Zhan Kan, a phantom of a dragon was quietly forming in the other hand.

Chen Zhiming stood where he was.

As if he knew nothing about all this.

He said to himself: "If you are afraid...

I can swear an oath to heaven as long as you take over my body.

Lao Li would never..."

Chen Zhiming stopped talking abruptly, and his body began to tremble for no reason.

Then he spat out the words.

It becomes the word "idiot"!

“What an idiot!

Do you think you can control me?

What's the point of that old man's half-crippled body?

The one I wanted to seize from the beginning to the end was you!"

Chen Zhiming talked to himself.

A blush appeared on the pale face.

"Haha, idiot!"

"Wonderful! This body is simply perfect!

Seize the creation of heaven and earth.

God is unfair. How can such a weak human race be qualified to be the master of this world?"

in the dark.

Chen Zhiming looked at his body, and the words he uttered had already become the language of the dragon.

After a long time.

He turned his head and looked at Lao Li, mocking him, "When you were at your peak, I was not afraid of you. Now that you have lost all your cultivation, even if you force yourself to break through and return to the peak, why should I be afraid of you?

I was not sure before.

Now look at you.

He is indeed a useless person!"

"yes!

I am a useless person, what a waste of an opportunity!"

Old Li looked at Chen Zhiming with pity.

Full of sighs.

"Follow this king, and when I ascend to the holy realm, I will grant you good fortune and heal your old wounds!"

Chen Zhiming stood with his hands behind his back: "Or I will send you to the afterlife right now!"

"I'm afraid not!"

Old Li said regretfully: "He didn't agree!"

"Who says no?"

'Chen Zhiming' said in a rude manner.

"I won't agree!"

Chen Zhiming slowly uttered four words.

It's like asking and answering one's own questions.

Followed by.

In the sea of qi.

A dazzling little sword suddenly shone brightly!

Chen Zhiming tapped his fingers lightly: "Sleepy!"

Finished!

A shrill dragon roar came from his mouth!

"Damn it, you actually used your body as a sheath to hide the sword!

This is Zhu Qinghou’s sword!

Damn!

Damn!

Ouch…”

Chen knows that his destiny is in the sea of energy.

A dragon with a ferocious head and horns was trapped by the sword intent.

Thousands of sword energies spewed out sword light, creating a cage filled with the strict sword intent.

The soul of a dragon that is hundreds of feet long.

He kept rolling around in the cage, wailing miserably.

Soon, it was crushed into a lizard by the cage.

Above the Qi sea.

Chen Zhiming's virtual god sat on the throne made of sword energy, looking down at the dragon with a pair of bright golden eyes.

"Four-legged snake, I told you long ago that I inherited Zhu Qinghou's sword spirit, but you seem to have ignored me?"

The dragon wailed miserably.

More than three thousand sword energies almost tore its soul apart!

Looking up at the brilliant virtual god on the throne, He roared, "Impossible!

How could you have Zhu Qinghou's sword intent!

He is long dead!

He died a long time ago!

wrong!

You are Zhu Qinghou!

Zhu Qinghou..."

The dragon looked at the pair of golden eyes on the sword throne in horror.

This kind of breath.

He will never admit his mistakes.

Back then, when Zhu Qinghou opened the sky with one sword and killed the quasi-emperor.

He once knelt on the ground and trembled!

Facing those golden eyes again at this moment, he seemed to see that sword light again!

Fear is infinitely magnified.

The demon dragon howled miserably, "Master Sword Saint, please spare my life!"

Chen Zhiming, with his bright golden eyes, looked down at the dragon and said, "Life or death, it depends on you and me!"