Chapter 1120: Chapter 715: Celestial Spirit Thunder_3

He said to Ao Ming, "If you were my son, I’d strangle you with my own hands. That would be responsible for me and for you. Thankfully, thankfully, you’re not my son..."

Ao Ming was taken aback for a moment, unable to believe it and shouted, "How dare you take advantage of me!"

The people around were shocked too. Ao Ming was normally arrogant and domineering because that’s just his nature.

Gao Xuan was always calm and composed like a high-minded person, no one expected he would be so sharp. Moreover, how dare he be so sharp!

Gao Xuan is the overlord of the Northern Province, but the Eastern Province is dozens of times larger than the Northern Province, and the East Sea Dragon Race is far superior to the North Sea Dragon Race.

On the territory of Celestial Dragon Island, Gao Xuan insulting Ao Ming like this was clearly looking for trouble.

Ao Ming was looking for trouble in the first place, the two were precisely suited to each other.

A group of guests couldn’t pretend to be clueless anymore, they all looked at Ao Ming.

Sure enough, Ao Ming’s face was already livid with rage, the cyan flame light in his golden vertical pupils had condensed into two groups of fire.

Everyone knew that the East Sea Dragon Race’s innate divine technique was to command wind and thunder. When they get angry, the power of wind and thunder within their divine soul bursts out.

Looking at Ao Ming’s appearance, he was almost about to explode with anger.

Ao Jiuni was quite helpless, although he had planned to test Gao Xuan at the banquet, the development of the situation was completely beyond his plans.

In Ao Ming’s state, it was obviously a matter of life and death.

The key was that Gao Xuan could destroy the North Sea Dragon Race, certainly not an easy opponent.

To kill Gao Xuan, arrangements had to be made properly. Now with only Ao Shibidi present here, I’m afraid they couldn’t kill Gao Xuan!

Indeed, Ao Ming didn’t even consider these, he shouted at Ao Shibidi, "Go kill him."

Ao Shibidi, with a cold face, strode to Gao Xuan and drew the Celestial Spirit Thunder Saber, pointing at Gao Xuan, "Please."

The Celestial Spirit Thunder Saber is one of the superior divine artifacts of the East Sea Dragon Court, with a nearly five-foot-long, somber green blade like a solidified cyan water surface.

The endless thunder power is condensed into pure cyan light, not a single breath leaks out. Hence, such a phenomenon.

Gao Xuan’s gaze fell on the Celestial Spirit Thunder Saber, and he nodded, "Good saber."

The quality of this saber had already steadily surpassed the three great divine artifacts of the North Sea Dragon Court.

Although Ao Shibidi was the top expert on Celestial Dragon Island, he might not even rank in the top ten of the East Sea Dragon Court.

The quality of the divine artifact held by such a character shows the profound heritage of the East Sea Dragon Race.

Gao Xuan also sighed, no wonder Ao Ming was so arrogant and overbearing, the East Sea Dragon Race is grand and prosperous, incomparable to others.

Ao Shibidi not only had a strong saber, but his personal Dao practice and martial arts were also formidable.

With a saber in hand, Ao Shibidi stood there unwaveringly, naturally possessing an imposing and untouchable prestige.

The many guests nearby changed their expressions and retreated. They’ve witnessed Ao Shibidi’s prowess, knowing that once he acted, he would show no mercy.

If they were accidentally affected, Ao Shibidi wouldn’t hold back.

Ao Ming laughed maniacally, "Old Ten, hurry up and kill this kid!"

He thought for a moment and added, "After you kill Gao Xuan, the corpse of Yu Wuxia will be bestowed upon you. Taking it back and placing it on your bed is pretty nice..."

Ao Jiuni was exceptionally embarrassed, though it was known Old Ten had peculiar interests, saying it aloud was too disgraceful.

But Ao Shibidi remained calm and steady, he merely nodded slightly, "Alright."

Those watching the battle were even more shocked, what kind of dragons are in the East Sea Dragon Race...

However, they became even more fearful. Ao Ming was a madman who didn’t care about these things.

Ao Shibidi was a serious and rigid guy, knowing these secrets might lead him to silence them.

Everyone deeply regretted thinking they could come and enjoy the spectacle. They saw the commotion now, but the problem was they seemed to know too much...

With Ao Ming and Ao Jiuni watching, no one dared to run away.

These people had backgrounds and ancestry, as the saying goes, the monk can run but the temple can’t.

At this moment, they could only brace themselves and watch, pretending they hadn’t heard anything.

A group of spectators had many things on their minds, but they paid less attention to the imminent battle.

However, strong human immortals like Jin Buyi and An Zhiyun noticed something amiss.

Ao Shibidi’s saber stance was as ominous as a mountain, while Gao Xuan across from him was as relaxed as the wind, as brilliant as the moon.

As strong and overwhelming as Ao Shibidi’s saber stance was, it couldn’t suppress Gao Xuan.

Their confrontation instead highlighted Gao Xuan’s suave elegance.

Although they hadn’t started to fight, their aura had already clearly determined the superiority.

Jin Buyi and An Zhiyun exchanged a glance, their eyes were filled with complexity. Judging by Gao Xuan’s demonstrated cultivation, Ao Ming may truly not be able to deal with him. No wonder Gao Xuan was so composed; it turns out he had confidence.

These two had both realized something was wrong, and Ao Jiuni had sensed trouble even earlier.

He said to Ao Ming, "Your Highness, I’m afraid Old Ten won’t win."

Ao Ming frowned in displeasure, "Old Ten is so useless? Then what use is being the top expert of Celestial Dragon Island."

Ao Jiuni said helplessly, "Old Ten isn’t the opponent, what should we do?"

"Today, this person must be killed!"

Ao Ming said arrogantly, "If Old Ten isn’t the match, you go, if that doesn’t work, call everyone together to attack."

As he spoke, he patted the sword box on his waist, "If none of you are sufficient, I still have the Cyan Light Immortal-Slaying Sword. No matter what human immortal he is, he can’t withstand a single stroke from me."

On this matter, Ao Ming was very confident.

The Cyan Light Immortal-Slaying Sword was an ancient secret treasure, the divine sword passed down directly within the East Sea Dragon Race.

In ancient times, the Cyan Light Immortal-Slaying Sword killed countless celestial immortals. Although its sword artifact power has greatly diminished now, killing a mere Xiaogao is no problem.

However, this sword was special, and it’s unnecessary to explain too much to Ao Jiuni.

Though Ao Jiuni knew the name of the Cyan Light Immortal-Slaying Sword, he didn’t know how powerful it truly was. Besides, he trusted Ao Ming even less.

In his eyes, Ao Ming was particularly unreliable.

Ao Jiuni said, "Why don’t we call out to Uncle Three and others to come to help."

Celestial Dragon Island was quite far from the Dragon Palace, but with a vast teleportation array, it was possible to swiftly teleport people over.

Ao Ming glared at Ao Jiuni, "You don’t trust me?"

Ao Jiuni truly didn’t trust Ao Ming, but he didn’t dare to say it directly. He could only smile bitterly.

At this moment, Ao Shibidi, who had been preparing for a while, had already made his move.

The Celestial Spirit Thunder Saber was raised high and then fiercely slashed down, a stroke of cyan blade light like a cyan ribbon swept toward Gao Xuan.

This saber’s change was simple, but hidden within was thunder power vast as the sea. As the saber slashed down, heaven and earth changed colors.

Those watching were all in awe of the blade light, for a moment, they were dumbfounded, their divine souls losing the capacity for thought.

In their eyes, that cyan blade light grew increasingly intense, increasingly bright, increasingly domineering...

In an instant, heaven and earth had transformed into a boundless and vast sea of thunder.