Commanding Wind and Cloud

"If you can't attract people, you will kill people?" As the voice grew louder, Duan Feng Buer's body surged with arrogance, and he forcibly bounced off the pressure on his body. He raised his chest high and said, "You want to kill Gan Jin right now? Do you think that none of your young warriors who have awakened the blood of the Elf King in your family can win Qi Jin? Are you afraid?"

On Gan Zhanxuan's gloomy face, a little smile appeared, a haughty and disdainful smile, as if someone was watching a small ant trying to move a boulder mockingly.

"Stimulate me?" Qian Zhanxuan smiled: "The bloodline of the Hydra is still powerful in the eyes of others. But in the eyes of my Gan family, it is just a loach with nine heads. Since you dare to shout, then I will let you know the power of the bloodline of the Elf King."

Duanfeng Buer clenched the long spear tightly in his hand, but he couldn't afford the long spear that he used to use so easily. At this moment, the Bu Er spear seemed to weigh a thousand catties.

"Two months." Qian Zhanxuan raised his arm and stretched out two fingers: "After two, you come here to let you know the strength of the warriors of the Gan family blood. Don't say that I bully you, there is no need for Gan Wushuang to fight, and Gan Wuqing will fight with you."

Qian Jin was taken aback for a moment, and Gan Zhanxuan said again: "You don't have to come then, then I will kill Gan Cheng."

"Do you want to prove that the bloodline of the Elf King is better?" Duan Fengbuer felt his shoulders become much lighter: "No problem! I have awakened the power of my bloodline for less than a year. If you really think that the bloodline of the Elf King is stronger than the power of my Hydra bloodline, then find someone who has awakened the bloodline power within one year! Get someone who has been awakened for two or three years. What is the difference between that and bullying me?"

Gan Zhanxuan carefully looked at Duanfengbuer, only then did he realize that this Hydra bloodline fighter inherited the cunning of the Hydra bloodline family, or it was wise, and in just a few words, he changed it to a superior bloodline stance.

directly kill? Gan Zhanxuan smiled indifferently, what is his identity? Killing you will be afraid of being ridiculed by others? Who dares to laugh at it? Who dares to laugh? Who dares to pursue it? Even His Majesty the current emperor would not blame anything for killing such a few people.

It's just... Qian Zhanxuan looked at the energy and looked at Duanfengbuer, and even glanced at Fentukuangge and Chekfleet. These few people seem to be interesting. They can be a whetstone for the young blood warriors of the Gan family. Even if they are to die, they must contribute to the Gan family before they die!

Dying at the hands of the new generation of young warriors of the Gan family will not only allow future generations to gain experience, but also tell the other top ten bloodline fighters not to try to challenge the Gan family's kingship among the bloodline warriors!

Momentum supported Gan Cheng to stand up slowly: "Dad, let's..."

"Who agrees that you take Qiancheng away?" Gan Zhanxuan raised his chin slightly: "Gancheng stays."

There is no need to shout loudly, and there is no need to explain any reasons, just issued a simple order, but it gives people a taste as if the emperor issued an imperial decree, which is undeniable.

Looking at the door of the empty mansion vigorously, if Qian Wuji hadn't come out to make trouble, he should be able to pick up his father today, and if he is strong enough, he can also pick up his father.

Now, if he takes people away by force, Gan Zhanxuan has the right to kill people as the head of the family! The only thing that can be taken away is the corpse, which will never change the fact.

Gan Zhanxuan ignored his vigorous gaze. As the head of the Gan family with the bloodline of the Elf King and one of the strongest fighters in the world, why should he care about the attitude of a warrior who failed to awaken the bloodline of the Elf King?

Qi Jin looked up at Gan Zhanxuan, the identity of a blacksmith is useless, and the identity of a pharmacist is useless! In front of this extremely tyrannical Patriarch of the Elf King's bloodline, even if he exchanged some fighting soldiers or tenth-level potions, it would have no effect.

Gan family values ​​benefits, and Gan family values ​​glory even more! Regardless of the interests of fighting soldiers or other interests, they cannot be exchanged for the freedom of honesty.

Unless... unless a top-level mysterious potion is made, it can even help Gan Zhanxuan break through the last bottleneck that is firmly suppressing him, the last obstacle on the road to the ultimate awakening of blood power!

In the final analysis, there are only two things: strength!

If he had enough strength, he would naturally be able to forcibly take his father away today.

"It's useless to look at it again." Qian Zhanxuan flicked his long sleeves, and walked towards the courtyard of the giant house without looking back. Only the arrogant voice floated in front of the gate of the huge house: "Qiancheng is my family member, and will be for the rest of his life. If anyone wants to take Qiancheng away, he must first ask my whole family if he agrees! Since you Gancheng think that my family will take advantage of your son, then you can't go back to the family for the rest of your life, and you... just be a groom for the rest of your life."

Gan Wuji was half lying on the ground, looking at Qian Jin with a sinister smile in his eyes, not knowing what was good or bad! deserve it! Letting you into the fighting skill hall is to give you face, but you are shameless? What the head of the family decides is that even His Majesty the current emperor will not change it!

A groom for life! Qin Jin's body trembled and he was about to raise his legs to chase Gan Zhanxuan, when he suddenly felt someone put his shoulders on his shoulders, and when he turned around, he saw his father's face, a happy and smiling face.

"dad……"

"I haven't seen you for three years. I have grown taller and stronger. Very good, really good." Gan Cheng nodded gratifiedly: "Dad will be happy if you are successful. Holding a groom is nothing..."

"Dad..." Qian Jin felt uncomfortable in his chest. If he joined the fighting skill hall and became the deacon of Gan's family, his father would no longer be a groom. He could live a comfortable life and be respected by many people, but his father rushed ahead of him and rejected Qian Zhanxuan's proposal.

"It's nothing, it's really nothing." The wrinkles on Gan Cheng's face opened and closed with a smile, and his big hands as dry as tree bark patted Gan Jin's shoulders again and again: "Qi Jin, you have to remember. Dad doesn't read much and has no education, but he also knows that the deacon's so-called honor of status is just exchanged for charity. If you don't have it, it's gone. To put it bluntly, it's just a dog for people. Eat better and live better. Dad doesn't like you as a dog..."

"Be a man! As long as you are a good man, Dad will be happy in whatever you do." The old man's withered eyes had a little more steam: "You are the continuation of Dad's life, and all of Dad's sustenance. If you want to be successful, a good man should have his own world. Dad can't help you, but he can't be your stumbling block."

"Go, come back and see my old bones when you have time." Gan Cheng stretched out his hand with a palm that was rough enough to be used as sandpaper, and gently wiped the tears that kept flowing on Gan Jin's face: "Bring back a grandson to Dad early, and don't do stupid things. If you come back to be a deacon, Dad will not be happy. He will only hate himself for being useless, and he will die faster."

Gancheng patted his energetic cheeks, then turned around suddenly and straightened his back that had been bent for many years and had never been straightened. A heroic spirit suddenly rushed from this twilight-like body, and he opened his arms to the sides and shouted loudly: "I am very happy today, I have a good son Gancheng! One day, he will be famous all over the world! One day, he will be all-powerful!"

"Dry Zhanxuan!"

In front of the quiet gate of the Gan family's huge house, the surrounding area has already been surrounded by passers-by. From time to time, some people even poke their heads inside, wanting to see clearly what happened at the gate of the Gan family on the border of the Qian state.

The vigorous legs no longer trembled, the teeth were clenched tightly, and the pungent blood spurted out. His arms and hands, which were painful when touched, had already been broken. He clenched his fists and made a series of bone noises: "I, motivated! I swear here! If you don't let my father Gancheng go today, if you don't kill me today! In the next day, I will defeat all the warriors of the Elven King's blood at the Rookie King Competition! I will trample the warriors of the Elf King's blood under my feet! You kneel down and send my father to become a cadre!"

People stared blankly at Qian Jin, where did this young man come from? How dare you provoke so loudly in front of Gan's house?

This young man is really smart. If he yelled such words in front of so many people, if Gan Jia killed him at this time, he would be ridiculed. Gan Jia was afraid of him and would not kill him instead. What a good way!

"Fan, no one can shake you. Even if you give you a hundred years, it's the same..."

In the courtyard of the deep house, Qian Zhanxuan's proud and heavy voice passed through the high courtyard wall and fell over the crowd: "There are only five opponents of the blood warriors of the Elf King. Within ten years, someone from my Gan family will defeat the other five ultimate blood warriors and become the real number one in the world."

Gan Zhanxuan looked back at the high courtyard wall behind him, a faint sneer of disdain curled up on his lips, playing tricks on me at a young age? Do I care what other people think? If I really want to kill you, I will kill you. Keeping you is just to motivate the younger generations. Today's incident will definitely be considered a huge shame among the juniors, and it will be easier for them to work hard.

"The Rookie King Contest?" Gan Zhanxuan turned his head and walked back to the side, laughing: "Two months later, the battle between you and Qian Wuqing will be your death day, so what life is there to participate in the Rookie King? The bloodline of the second-level awakened Elf King is beyond your imagination after two months."

Rookie king contest... Rookie king contest! Qian Jin looked at his father with his chest heaving violently, and walked step by step towards the gate of Gan's house, which looked like a monster with its mouth open, and felt so powerless for the first time.

Gan Zhanxuan's words immediately changed the eyes of the onlookers looking at Qian Jin, and the previous admiration and surprise turned into contempt.

As a Ganzhou native, he has his own unique pride, and the Gan family is the spiritual monument of the Ganzhou people. A small ordinary soldier wants to challenge the warrior of the blood of the Elf King? It was just a defeated puppy hiding in a corner and barking a few times to vent its anger.