Unparalleled Martial God

Five Elements Sect, Blazing Flame Mountain's Burning Heaven Main Hall. It was a side hall that had just been hastily constructed.    

There were scorched marks on the side hall as well. Moonlight drilled into the roof and landed on the Holy Son's red hair and fair face. It made him look like the son of the moon, as well as being doted upon by the moon.    

Zhao Yunlong was generally not a person that the moon was fond of. Under the moon, it was one thing if there was no moonlight, but he still had to kneel and face the Burning Heaven Holy Son's face that was bathed in the moonlight.    

The rage on his face was as clear as moonlight, as if it was a silver flame in the dark night.    

Ande Hu went out today and didn't look at the calendar. He was also on his knees right now. He didn't even know the specific details, and had just knelt like that for the entire day. However, he could clearly feel that the Burning Heaven Holy Son's flames of fury had never been extinguished.    

If just because of the burning of the Burning Heaven Great Hall he could continue to burn with anger, then the Holy Son of Burning Heaven would truly be too low class. Ande Hu understood this logic, so he could only silently kneel.    

"Zhao Yunlong!"    

The Holy Son of Burning Heaven flew into a rage for the entire day. After staying silent for half the night, the emotions of calmness and anger continuously fluctuated, continuously alternating. At this time, he spoke once again, clearly having made his decision.    

Zhao Yunlong was not scared at all. "Holy Son, I'm here!"    

His voice was much quieter than the Holy Son of Burning Heaven.    

"What did I say before I left?"    

Zhao Yunlong obviously knew what the Burning Heaven Holy Son meant, but he was not afraid. He was still calm and composed, "The Holy Son said that no matter what, we can't let our brain go bad."    

Wind brain!    

The kneeling Ande Hu finally understood at this time. It was no wonder he lost such a peerless treasure.    

"And the result?"    

"The Wind Brain is lost!"    

"What else do you have to say?"    

"Yes!"    

Zhao Yunlong raised his head and met the Burning Heaven Holy Son's eyes that seemed as if they were on fire: "Fortunately, the Holy Son left that time to settle some matters."    

He was confident and confident. It wasn't that he didn't work hard but that the enemy was too strong, causing An De Hu to be nearly scared to death. What kind of nonsense is this, even if you want to die, you shouldn't bring me along.    

"You even have logic!"    

Dong!    

The Holy Son of Burning Heaven abruptly stood up from his seat. The ground was like a great drum being beaten, and the entire side hall jumped up, causing smoke and dust to rustle down.    

"Son of God!"    

Facing the wrath of the Holy Son of Burning Heaven, Zhao Yunlong's expression remained as calm as usual, "I really have no way out, and I don't have the strength to fight back at all. I'm as weak as a chicken or a dog, and I'm not my most handsome opponent at all.    

"I'm the most handsome!"    

When An De Hu heard this, he felt that there was no problem with what he had said. The Holy Son of Burning Heaven was simply too lucky; how could he be so unlucky?    

When the Holy Son of Burning Heaven returned, he naturally knew that I was the most handsome. He naturally knew that the Avalon of Five Elements' son had fainted from a smash of a brick, and had been hanged and set on fire.    

This isn't even the most shocking thing. I, the most handsome, actually slandered the Sect Master as the Soul Devouring Sect's spy and escaped safely under the encirclement and suppression of the Sect Master and Grand Elder.    

During this process, I was the most handsome and slipped around the entire Five Elements Sect's protective magical formation. The King told me to come here and taunt him, and to provoke the entire Five Elements Sect.    

He was indeed lucky not to be in the Burning Heaven Great Hall at that time, or else he would have been treated like a goose and roasted on a fire rack. He would have been laughed at, lost all face, and become a stain that could never be wiped off his face.    

Zhao Yunlong didn't have any other choice. Even a Holy Son of the Burning Heaven Clan wouldn't be able to match up to someone of my level, let alone Zhao Yunlong.    

"Hmph, Zhao Yunlong, you have a good excuse. Do you really think you can survive this?" The Holy Son of Burning Heaven gave a cold snort as he coldly glared at Zhao Yunlong.    

"If the wind brain is lost, I will become a dead man." Zhao Yunlong put on a front as if he was a dead man, and said, "Son, the most important thing right now is not to kill me, but to kill that bastard Chu Yang. This is also the last chance to kill him."