Xuanyuan Jingcheng: The Waterspout Rises Again!

"The Xuanyuan clan owes its current prosperity entirely to its ancestors."

"Here, on behalf of the Xuanyuan clan, I would like to express my gratitude to our ancestors."

After saying this, he bowed to Xuanyuan and said, "Your daughter..."

Xuanyuan Pan said calmly.

The 763rd turn of the Xuanyuan Great Wheel suddenly stopped at this moment.

After a moment of stunned silence, he came to his senses and his gaze fell on Ying Changqing, who was not far away.

The other person was Xuan Yuan Qingfeng, dressed in a purple robe and holding an umbrella, standing side by side with Ying Changqing.

As the ancestor of the Xuanyuan family, Xuanyuan Pan would naturally not be foolish enough to do such a thing.

He already knew about what happened yesterday.

Xuanyuan Jingcheng betrothed Xuanyuan Qingfeng to Ying Chen.

If it were anyone else, Xuanyuan Pan would probably have slapped them to death long ago.

He, Xuanyuan Pan, wanted to let these people know that he had been wielding power all these years!

but!

He was very wary of Ying Changqing.

After all, Ying Changqing's brilliance had made him unable to ignore it.

At Mount Taiyi, Wuqi killed Zhao Huangchao, the Ancestor of Liyang, whose strength was even greater than Wuqi's.

Just a few days ago, Chen Fan cleaved open the Heavenly Gate with a single strike, severing the centuries-old fortune of Longhu Mountain.

Thinking back to that day, when I faced that terrifying sword strike, the feeling was simply indescribable.

Xuanyuan Pan was not entirely confident that he could withstand this attack.

and.

Even he wasn't entirely confident he could escape that sword strike.

and so.

If it weren't for Xuanyuan Jingcheng, Xuanyuan Pan would have pretended nothing had happened and stepped into the snowfield of Guniu Ridge.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng's life is the most important thing.

So he quickly changed his tune, not wanting to offend Ying Changqing.

"Thank you, wife."

After he finished speaking, Xiao Chen noticed that Ying Changqing was just watching from the side and had no intention of making a move.

Xuanyuan Pan looked at Xuanyuan Jingcheng with a mocking smile on his face.

At this moment, Xuanyuan Jingcheng remained calm and showed no reaction to Xuanyuan Pan's challenge.

He added, "However, Ancestor, your choice is wrong."

"Wrong? So what?"

Xuanyuan Pan didn't care too much, because he knew that if Ying Changqing didn't interfere...

Even if there were several Xuanyuan Jingchengs, he didn't think he could defeat them.

Xuanyuan Jingcheng looked at Xuanyuan Pan and, seeing that he was still stubbornly clinging to his delusions, spoke up.

"Xuanyuan Jingcheng, I request battle!"

Xuanyuan Jingcheng's words stunned everyone.

Xuanyuan Pan was slightly taken aback, then burst into laughter.

"Jingcheng, how long have you been watching?"

Do you know what a terrestrial immortal is?

Xuanyuan Jingcheng said in a deep voice, "Whether he is truly an immortal or not, we shall wait and see!"

Xuanyuan Pan looked at the aura emanating from Xuanyuan Jingcheng with disdain in his eyes.

He really didn't think Xuanyuan Jingcheng had the ability to defeat his unfilial son.

"Let's see if you can last a hundred moves against me!"

Xuanyuan Jingcheng did not speak; his face was expressionless. He raised his right hand and twisted his wrist.

He then used all his strength to create a tornado, forming a giant funnel.

On the vast snowfield, the tornado spun violently, as if it wanted to rush to the heavens.

Meanwhile, the dark clouds in the sky were being torn apart.

Even the surrounding raindrops were sucked in by the tornado, creating a violent storm!

With the added effect of the heavy rain, the tornado became somewhat transparent, and the aura it emitted became even more terrifying.

Xuanyuan Pan did not make a move immediately.

Instead, his gaze fell on Xuanyuan Jingcheng, the eldest grandson of the Xuanyuan family, his face expressionless.

In his view, a small tornado was not enough to make him pay attention.

On the contrary, the moment he waited for Xuanyuan Jingcheng to make his move, he showed him what despair truly meant.

In the distance... even Ying Changqing and the others standing at the entrance of the mountain pass had their clothes blown about by the sudden gust of wind.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng gripped the umbrella tightly, his gaze fixed on his father.

His fingers turned white from nervousness.

at the same time.

At the foot of Mount Hui, Li Chungang and Wang Xianzhi headed towards the summit.

Suddenly, their gazes sharpened as they looked up at the waterspout rising into the sky atop Mount Hui.

Li Chungang smiled faintly and said, "I really didn't expect them to actually make a move."

After Li Chungang finished speaking, he moved even faster.

After saying that, he turned to Wang Xianzhi and said, "Old Wang, you'd better hurry up, or we'll miss the show!"

Having said that, without caring whether Wang Xianzhi would speed up, he increased his speed and headed towards the mountaintop.

Seeing this, Wang Xianzhi smiled, a rare occurrence, and shook her head.

Huishan, on a huge snow-capped mountain.

Just as the enormous tornado was about to form, Xuanyuan Jingcheng raised his right arm and twisted his wrist.

"I am willing to single-handedly shake the entire Kunlun Mountains!"

Just as Xuanyuan Jingcheng finished speaking, a thunderclap exploded in the night sky, illuminating the dim night.

Seeing this, Xu Fengnian asked in confusion, "Xuanyuan Jingcheng, can he change the weather all by himself?"

Old Huang shook his head.

"A mere earth immortal couldn't possibly change the weather; he was just lucky..."

When Lao Huang said that, Ying Changqing laughed too.

"Is that so?"

Old Huang looked at Ying Changqing, his face blank.

"What's wrong, young master? Did I say something wrong?"

Sensing the two powerful auras rapidly approaching from the foot of the mountain, Ying Changqing smiled slightly and patted Lao Huang on the shoulder.

You'll find out then!

"Can the realm of immortals change the weather?"

Having said that, he ignored the questioning looks from Xu Fengnian and Lao Huang, and turned his gaze back to Xuan Yuan Jingcheng.

Xuanyuan Jingcheng waved his right hand, and a jet of water shot out, heading straight towards Xuanyuan.

He then followed behind the tornado, using the waterspout as cover to fly towards Xuanyuan.

Xuanyuan Pan stared at the tornado that seemed to tear the sky apart, a cold smile curling at the corner of his lips.

He simply rolled over, without making any big movements, and smashed the waterspout.

Immediately afterwards, a powerful force erupted and met Xuan Yuan Jingcheng's palm.

Xuanyuan Jingcheng was blasted away.

Xuanyuan Jingcheng fell heavily to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Xuan Yuan Qingfeng was startled.

She knew there was definitely a gap between her father and Xuanyuan Pan, but now it seemed that this move had already decided the outcome.

Xuan Yuan Qingfeng's face turned extremely ugly. He subconsciously gripped the umbrella in his hand and squeezed it so hard that he broke the handle.

Ying Changqing didn't say anything more, but instead placed Xuan Yuanqingfeng under his umbrella.

at the same time.

Xuanyuan Jingcheng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, struggled to his feet, and looked pained.

Xuanyuan Pan looked at Xuanyuan Jingcheng with a faint smile on his face.

"That's all there is to it!"

Xuanyuan Jingcheng did not answer, but his aura rose again, and a water dragon rose behind him.