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"Tell me, how could you lose to that evil beast?" Xuanyuan Haoran's heart was boiling with anger, but he tried his best to restrain himself and spoke as calmly as possible.

Like Jin Yuanqing, he also valued Ding Yingzong very much.

Otherwise, he would not be sent to handle such an important matter as purifying Wen Haishan's mortal bloodline.

But unexpectedly, Ding Yingzong was defeated.

"The Daofengshan dragon you sent to fight Xiao Chen this time is Ying Zong?"

Jin Yuanqing was shocked. He originally thought that the Daofengshan Dragon Son defeated by Xiao Chen should be a weaker seed, but he didn't expect that it was Ding Yingzong.

"That's right, the person I sent to deal with Xiao Chen's family was Ying Zong." Xuanyuan Haoran said.

Jin Yuanqing was surprised and looked up at Ding Yingzong. He instantly understood why he was so depressed. It was because he was defeated by Xiao Chen.

In an instant, his evaluation of Xiao Chen soared again.

Being able to defeat Ding Yingzong means that Xiao Chen at least has the strength to become a dragon son of Daofeng Mountain, and his ranking is very high.

This is extremely terrifying for a secular teenager.

"He is too strong. He is not even twenty yet, but he has already mastered the way of the sword to the point of pure swordsmanship. I am no match for him."

Ding Yingzong's armor was torn and his body was covered in blood. He stood in front of Xuanyuan Haoran, dejected, like a child who had made a mistake.

Before meeting Xiao Chen, he thought he was very strong and was a dragon of his generation. After meeting Xiao Chen, he felt that he was mediocre and even not worth mentioning.

This huge psychological gap was like a heavy blow to him, and he lost all his spirit.

"The sword heart is clear? How old is Xiao Chen? How is it possible that he has cultivated the sword art to such a level?" Jin Yuanqing's face changed again.

"The sword's heart is clear. It seems that this evil creature is even more terrifying than I imagined!" Xuanyuan Haoran was also deeply surprised.

The way of the sword is the supreme path with killing power beyond the sky.

In ancient times, it was invincible and extremely powerful.

But as time passed, the way of the sword had long since declined.

The power is still there, but it is extremely difficult to repair.

Not to mention a young man like Xiao Chen, even some old monsters who have practiced hard for hundreds or thousands of years may not be able to achieve the clarity of sword heart, let alone the even more difficult to achieve sword heart clarity.

At such a young age, he has achieved a clear sword heart.

Maybe in the future I will be able to reach the imperial realm.

This potential is enormous.

"How many moves did he use to defeat you? Did they fight for a long time?" Xuanyuan Haoran asked again.

Ding Ying's body trembled slightly, his hands clenched tightly, his nails digging into the flesh without feeling any pain, and bright red blood flowed, dripping onto the ground.

Xuanyuan Haoran and Jin Yuanqing's expressions changed slightly. With Ding Yingzong's reaction, could it be that he was defeated in just a few hundred moves?

This is a bit too exaggerated!

His thunder magic already has three points of divine power, how could he be defeated so miserably?

"My disciple is useless. I only lasted fifteen moves at his hands!" Ding Yingzong gritted his teeth. The frustration and humiliation in his heart had reached its peak.

"Defeated in just fifteen moves?" Jin Yuanqing was surprised. Before today, he could never have imagined that a supreme genius like Ding Yingzong would be beaten like this by an ordinary boy.

This is no longer a simple defeat.

But a crushing defeat.

Xuanyuan Haoran appeared calm on the surface, but his heart was also in turmoil.

Seeing Ding Yingzong's previous expression, he guessed that Ding Yingzong might be defeated miserably, but he didn't expect it to be so miserable.

"I understand. Go back. No one has a smooth life. The thunder method you practiced is the result of years of hard work. Just because you lost today doesn't mean you won't be defeated in the future. I hope you can rise again after the defeat and avenge your previous defeat." Xuanyuan Haoran said.

"Thank you for your comfort, ancestor. I will work hard and strive to break out of the cocoon and become a butterfly in the future." Ding Ying bowed, but there was no light in his eyes.

Accumulation but little success?

Who doesn't know that the later stage of swordsmanship is more powerful than thunder magic!

What Xuanyuan Haoran said were just words of comfort.

Not true.

"I never thought there would be such a real dragon in the secular world. Even Yingzong is no match for it." Jin Yuanqing whispered after Ding Yingzong left.

"Although Ying Zong is considered a dragon son in Daofeng Mountain, he is not even among the top ten, let alone being compared with my two grandsons." Xuanyuan Haoran said.

He had many wives and many children, but as time passed, they all left, and now there are only one son, one daughter and two grandchildren left.

"Of course. Who can defeat the two dragons of Daofeng Mountain? If you really want Xiao Chen to die, you might as well wait until the three-camp competition and have a fair fight. If he is not as skilled as others, you can't blame others for his death." Jin Yuanqing nodded and said.

He is the emperor, and although a sword demon has some talent, he still does not take it seriously.

If Ye Tinglian had not protected him, Tuoba Haoran would not say a word even if he wanted to wipe out his entire family.

But now the situation is turbulent, and the current monk camp is in danger, so it is not appropriate to engage in internal strife.

"Okay, let that evil beast live for a while longer. Then the time will come and let those worldly frogs see the true strength of Daofeng Mountain." Xuanyuan Haoran stood on the top of the mountain, appearing in the clouds. His whole body was covered with blue mist and his eyes were deep and cold.

"Did you really kill your beloved disciple like that?" Jin Yuanqing looked at Xuanyuan Haoran and said, "He possesses the Gold Element Emperor Body. His endowment is even slightly superior to mine."

As a fellow practitioner of the Golden Avenue, he knew best how terrifying Wen Haishan's talent was.

In just a few decades, he was able to cultivate from a weak scholar to the current unparalleled emperor realm.

Wen Haishan's talent is simply incredible.

Although the emperor is like clouds and smoke, illusory, like stars and the moon, it is difficult for ordinary cultivators to aspire to be like him.

Even if one enters the imperial realm, most of the time, one can only sigh in despair.

With Wen Haishan's talent, as long as he doesn't die prematurely, it is almost certain that he will successfully develop his imperial body and enter the imperial realm in the future.

Jin Yuanqing also knew how much Xuanyuan Haoran loved this disciple. Not only did he marry his most beloved daughter to him, he also went so far as to fall out with his only son in order to pass the throne of Daofeng Mountain to him.

After so many years of friendship and countless efforts, it is such a pity to destroy it like this.

Xuanyuan Haoran was silent for a long time, then whispered, "The Soul Binding and Life-Snatching Chain won't take that evil disciple's life all at once. Whether he wants to live or die is entirely up to him."

No one knows a father better than his son. Just as Xuanyuan Wei thought, Tuoba Haoran was indeed reluctant to kill Wen Haishan, leaving him a glimmer of hope.

But whether they can survive in the end depends on whether Wen Haishan is willing to abandon Xiao Chen and others.

The mistake he made this time was too big. So many people were watching, and Tuoba Wei was secretly fanning the flames. Even if he was reluctant to part with Wen Haishan, he couldn't forgive him just like that.

Otherwise, where is the imperial power?

What are the rules of Daofeng Mountain?

If Wen Haishan refuses to repent, he will have no choice but to send him to the west.

"Alas, such a promising youngster, why won't he blossom? He's just a few mortal bloodlines, as light as dust. Just kill him. What's the pity? How can he be compared to the brilliant immortal path? Oh, and to break the Soul Binding Formation, you need the Elegy of the Soul of the Wonderful Flower of Heaven and Earth. Do you have it?"

"No, but I know where it is. I will send someone to look for it!"

"Where?"

"Golden Light Mountain!"