"Earth-level realm! Earth-level powerhouse!"

Luo Tian was in awe, breathing heavily.

He never expected that he would meet such a big shot this time.

Take a deep breath.

Luo Tian followed Lin Dongfeng up the mountain to the top of the mountain.

"Hey! Isn't this Senior Brother Lin? He hasn't shown up for many years, but this time he will attend his master's 150th birthday?"

Halfway up the mountain, a teasing voice came.

The owner of the voice was a middle-aged man in shabby clothes, followed by a young man with a sword on his waist.

"Hmph! It turns out to be Junior Brother Miao Jiang."

Lin Dongfeng's face darkened.

Thirty years ago.

He is the most outstanding disciple of layman Qianlong and is deeply loved by his master.

Junior Brother Miao wanted to take his place, but failed despite many challenges.

later.

Lin Dongfeng's foundation was damaged by a powerful enemy, and his cultivation level regressed.

Miao Jiang, a junior fellow student in the same school, actually added insult to injury and took away his former woman, toyed with her and then abandoned her ruthlessly.

"Miao Feng, I haven't met Master Lin yet."

The middle-aged man in Yiyi said to the young man with a hip knife beside him with a smile on his face.

"I've met Uncle Lin."

The young man with the hip knife bowed slightly, without any respect.

He had a sense of arrogance and disdain in his eyes, looking at Luo Tian and Lin Dongfeng as if he were looking at two country bumpkins.

"Miao Feng is my youngest son, who recently broke through to the third level of the spiritual sea realm."

Miao Jiang, a middle-aged man in Yiyi, said with a slightly proud expression.

Immediately.

He glanced at Luo Tian with a playful look.

"Senior Brother Lin, this is your disciple? Half-step to the spiritual sea? Not too weak."

It seems like a compliment.

But in comparison, his son Miao Feng, whose cultivation level is at the third level of Linghai Realm, is a bit higher.

"Being less than thirty years old, being promoted to the third level of the Linghai Realm is just a matter of course."

Lin Dongfeng said sarcastically without mercy.

Luo Tian is fifteen or sixteen years old and has half a step in spiritual sea cultivation. The spiritual sea realm is a sure thing.

His performance potential is far better than that of Miao Feng, a young man with a hip knife.

Hear the words.

Miao Feng looked ugly, but he did not dare to get angry with Lin Dongfeng, his uncle.

"What's your name, kid? You don't even bow to your senior brother when you see him. How can you educate him?"

Miao Feng snorted coldly and turned his spear towards Luo Tian.

The implication is that Lin Dongfeng, an elder, cannot teach well.

"You have no right to know my name."

Luo Tian said calmly.

The strange relationship between father and son made him a little disgusted and he was too lazy to pay attention to it.

Hey!

Miao Jiang and his son couldn't help but be surprised.

This disciple Lin Dongfeng accepted is really arrogant!

"What a good boy! You are so rude under Master! Let Miao teach you a lesson for Master."

A chill flashed in Miao Feng's eyes.

Phew!

Miao Feng's body passed by the afterimage and slapped Luo Tian in the face.

He wanted to slap Luo Tian in the face and teach this arrogant and rude junior brother a lesson.

The speed of Miao Feng's attack was difficult to react to at the first level of the Linghai realm.

not good!

Lin Dongfeng's expression changed and he wanted to defend himself.

"Hey! It's best for us elders not to interfere in the discussion between the juniors."

Miao Jiang, a middle-aged man in Yiyi, swayed and blocked Lin Dongfeng.

Ever since Lin Dongfeng gave up his cultivation.

Miao Jiang is the number one disciple of layman Qianlong, and his cultivation level has reached the peak of the ninth level.

Seeing.

Miao Feng's slap was going to hit Luo Tian's face.

Pengpa!

A strong hand intercepted Miao Feng's slap.

Neither of them used Qi.

"Ouch..."

Miao Feng roared like a slaughtering pig.

Bang!

Miao Feng's body rolled out more than ten meters, one of his palms was as red and swollen as a meat bun, and he was sweating from the pain.

"Wind!"

Miao Jiang was startled and stepped over to check his son's arm.

"Lin Dongfeng! Feng'er was just joking, he didn't try his best, but your disciple was so cruel!"

Miao Jiang said angrily.

Luo Tian's palm almost broke Miao Feng's arm.

"I didn't try my best, how could I know he was so weak."

Luo Tian said innocently.

His palm was indeed merciless in its strength.

So weak?

Miao Fengfei was almost furious, feeling extremely insulted.

He hated that he had held back just now and was plotted by a half-step spirit sea.

"Junior! Don't be arrogant. I didn't use my true energy just now, and I'm not even 20% of my strength."

Miao Feng got up from the ground, his face was cold and filled with evil spirits.

Phew! Clang!

Miao Feng's cultivation at the third level of the Linghai Realm exploded, and he reached out and drew his sword.

Ouch!

Miao Feng had only half pulled out the knife when he screamed; the sharp pain of acupuncture came from the red and swollen part of his palm.

"It's useless even if you pull out the knife. I didn't use my true energy just now."

Luo Tian crossed his arms and said leisurely.

"you……"

Miao Feng almost vomited blood and was about to fight Luo Tian with one hand.

"Feng'er! Heal your hand injury first! My father will uphold justice for you."

Miao Jiang suppressed his anger, took out the ointment and applied it to Miao Feng.

"Junior Brother Miao! This student Lin accepted in the Holy Mansion is at the top of the list, so he's not bad."
To be continued...