Blade of the Sword Master Chapter 1181: The proud Jiaoyang

The main body of Jiaoyang is a dragon, and the dragon family is a branch of the dragon family, and the bloodline is not pure, but even so, the dragon family is already a famous race among the orcs, there is no doubt about this.

Perhaps it is precisely because of his identity that Jiao Yang has been very arrogant since he was a child. He doesn't put anyone in his eyes at all. He always thinks that his blood is the most noble among the orcs.

Of course, this is also normal. After all, there is no real dragon in the Northern Star Realm. Therefore, the Flood Dragon family is naturally considered to be the top race in the Northern Star Realm.

Always proud of his own blood, so after hearing that Long Qing is a pure-blooded dragon, Jiao Yang vowed to chase Long Qing. In his opinion, only Long Qing is pure. The blood dragon is worthy of being his wife.

A very ridiculous thought. Jiao Yang only thinks that Long Qing is worthy of being his wife, but he never thought about whether he himself could be worthy of Long Qing.

The dragon family is very strong, this is true, but in front of the dragon family, the dragon family is more like a servant-like existence, because of the alms of the dragon family, the dragon family has the power of the dragon family's blood.

It is such a group that is almost equivalent to a servant, but now it wants to marry a pure blood dragon clan. This is simply a joke. If there are other pure blood dragon clan in the North Star Realm at this time, I am afraid that Jiao Yang would have been bombed and killed. Now, just kidding, a mere flood dragon dares to encroach on the pure-blood dragon clan, this is not what it means to die.

I never forget Long Qing in my heart. That evening, Jiao Yang came to Long Qing’s residence and came uninvited. Outside the courtyard, facing the obstacle of a holy priest in the holy palace, Jiao Yang did not stop at all. His own temper still said proudly.

"I'm looking for Long Qing."

Faced with a saint in the holy palace, Jiao Yang didn't even show any respect. Hearing that, the saint in holy palace also said with a slight face, "Sorry, the saint of Longqing didn't see anyone. "

There was already some discomfort in his heart, but the Lord did not act out of the ordinary, said a little, and then closed the courtyard door.

Faced with the refusal of the saint, Jiao Yang immediately snorted, "I'm looking for death."

Speaking, I saw Jiao Yang shoot it out directly with a palm. Without the slightest warning, he directly acted on the Holy Venerable in the Holy Palace.

It’s a bit too deceitful, even if Jiao Yang is the first saint son of Ten Thousand Beasts Valley, but such impolite and arrogant behavior naturally angered the saint in the holy palace, immediately, this Ming Shengzun also didn't avoid it, and the palm facing Jiao Yang was shot out with a fierce palm.

The two fought directly at the gate of the courtyard, and the aftermath of the battle was quickly noticed by Xiao Chen, Xiao Sheng and others in the courtyard.

In the backyard, Xiao Chen, who was chatting with Chen Ling and Long Qing, suddenly felt the aftermath of the battle coming from the front yard. After a moment, he said, "Someone is fighting?"

"Go and see." Long Qing said after hearing this.

Speaking, the three of them walked to the front yard together, and came to the front yard without delay. They also saw that the saint in the holy palace was fighting with Jiao Yang.

The sage alone, Jiao Yang is naturally at a disadvantage, but there is no limit to defeat. Of course, Jiao Yang must have a killer move that has not been used, otherwise he will be the first son of the Ten Thousand Beast Valley. Jiao Yang should have the strength of Tu Sheng.

The fierce fighting, seeing this scene, Xiao Chen whispered, "Stop it."

Hearing Xiao Chen's shout, the Holy Venerable in the Sacred Palace took the initiative to withdraw and walked back to Xiao Chen, still speaking with a bit of irritation. "Shengzi, it was his first hand, I..."

Faced with this saint’s explanation, Xiao Chen nodded slightly and said, "I know, let’s not talk about it yet."

Suggesting the saint’s peace and restlessness, Xiao Chen’s gaze was at Jiao Yang, and at the same time, Jiao Yang’s gaze was locked on Long Qing for the first time. Body.

No need to introduce, Jiao Yang recognized Long Qing's identity at a glance, because from Long Qing, Jiao Yang felt the strange but very familiar dragon breath, compared with his Jiaolong breath , Long Qing's breath is obviously more pure.

Fastly staring at Long Qing, Jiao Yang's eyes showed a touch of obsessiveness, pure-blood dragons, and they were so beautiful. At a glance, Long Qing was deeply addicted to Jiao Yang.

If it was only because Long Qing was a pure-blood dragon clan before, then Jiao Yang has been completely attracted by Long Qing now.

He didn't care about Xiao Chen and Chen Ling at all, Jiao Yang strode to Long Qing, and during the whole process, he didn't even look at anyone other than Long Qing.

Standing in front of Long Qing, Jiao Yang said, "You are Long Qing, I am the number one son of Ten Thousand Beasts, Jiao Yang."

Faced with Long Qing, Jiao Yang’s attitude was obviously a big change of 180 degrees. However, his change did not make Long Qing feel good. Therefore, after hearing this, Long Qing is also calm. Said the face.

"What does it matter to me?"

For Jiao Yang, Long Qing is totally uninterested in knowing. What kind of shit, Ten Thousand Beasts Valley's first saint son, is nothing in Long Qing's eyes.

He was pushed back by Long Qing with a word, Jiao Yang was not angry, still smiling, but when he was about to speak, Chen Ling on the side spoke lightly.

"A flood dragon also wants to hit the second sister's attention? It's a joke, your flood dragon clan is almost equivalent to a slave in front of the real dragon clan, even a slave dare to hit the master's attention?"

From Jiao Yang's words and deeds, everyone present naturally guessed what he was thinking. This guy obviously had ideas about Long Qing.

As for a small dragon, he dared to covet a pure-blood dragon, which made Chen Ling very contemptuous in his heart. Therefore, he spoke directly without any estimate.

Heard Chen Ling's words~IndoMTL.com~ Jiao Yang's face immediately sank, only then finally looked at Chen Ling, his eyes flashing with killing intent.

"Do you want to find death?"

Chen Ling's words made Jiao Yang furious. If Long Qing were not there, he would definitely choose to do it directly, but Chen Ling said indifferently when facing Jiao Yang's cold snort.

"Can you kill me? Get out of here, don't be embarrassed here, you want to covet the second sister with your identity, it's just death."

You can see Jiao Yang's arrogance, but because of his identity, Chen Ling also doesn't bother to do anything with him. After all, now the Holy Palace and Ten Thousand Beast Valley are in alliance, and some things are forbearing.

Unfortunately, Jiao Yang didn't mean to appreciate it at all. Hearing Chen Ling's words, Jiao Yang's killing intent in his eyes became more intense, and he said coldly, "It seems that you really want to die."

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