Chapter 497 Bravely Falling into the Rain Pavilion

Chapter 497 Bravely Breaking into the Rain Pavilion

At this moment, a slightly gloomy voice sounded in everyone's ears: "I don't have that much patience to invite your cabinet as soon as possible. We have something to discuss!"

In surprise, everyone looked along the voice and saw that Zhao Tian's face was as low, his eyes were as sharp as a sharp sword, and he only felt an invisible pressure, which suddenly came out of his body. The body, which was not tall, was like a mountain at this moment, towering and majestic!

"You... Who are you?" A young man pointed to Zhao Tian's arm and trembled slightly, and even his voice trembled.

Bang!

Another muffled sound. The young man who spoke, like a broken kite, suddenly flew backwards and spit out a lot of blood along the road.

Zhao Tian's face was silent: "I don't want to repeat it!"

The remaining big man, how dared to speak when he saw such a scene, for fear that he would have two legs missing and ran away quickly.

Jiu Mowen was stunned. He had always thought that a rich man like Zhao Tian usually carried a lot of money, but he did not have any strength. However, what he saw today broke his opinion. He didn't even see Zhao Tian's action at all. The speed was so fast that he saw for the first time in his life. Whether it's a nine-level martial artist or not, it's not far away.

"Public... Son, you..." Jiu Mo asked and said hesitantly, looking at Zhao Tian.

But before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Zhao Tian: "It seems that only we have gone in!"

Jiu Mo asked subconsciously nodded, followed Zhao Tian's footsteps, and walked forward quickly.

"Who are you and do you have any misunderstanding with me?" Not long after the two stepped out, a voice full of vicissitudes appeared out of thin air, and then the old man in a gray robe appeared not far in front of them, looking at them with a defensive face.

Zhao Tian smiled and said, "I'm not here to have a grudge against the Falling Rain Pavilion, but to borrow the griffin of the noble pavilion for a few days to get on the way!"

"Giffin!" The gray-robed old man's face changed, and then his eyes were cold: "Do you have some lions? That griffin was captured by me in the rain pavilion. If it is taken by you like this, what will others think of me in the rain pavilion from now on!"

"I didn't say to take it, just borrow it, and it will be returned in time!"

Zhao Tian shrugged his shoulders and said casually.

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"Is it a little reluctant for you to say this? I won't borrow this griffin, please leave!" The old man narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Zhao Tian, but with the strength of other five-level martial artists, how could he see through the strength of the former? For a moment, he was uneasy and did not dare to act rashly.

Zhao Tian's eyes showed a trace of coldness, and the corners of his mouth raised a strange arc: "So, since you can't make the decision, then change the difficult one to make the decision!"

Suddenly, a strong momentum suddenly swept out of the former's body, and the brave spiritual power formed a spiritual storm, rolling up hundreds of feet of sand and dust. At this moment, the world became gloomy.

Puff!

The old man on the opposite side was pale. Under the pressure of Zhao Tian, the king, he suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, and his breath quickly shrank.

Strong! It's too strong!

But only the pressure of breath can hurt a five-level martial artist. I'm afraid that this kind of pressure may not be able to be possessed by ordinary nine-level martial artists.

The old man in gray's face changed dramatically. In his dim eyes, he showed full of fear. Looking at Zhao Tian, his retreat soared. In the face of such a strong man, all resistance was so pale and weak.

Who can imagine that the former high elder was like a docile kitten at this time, without any resistance in front of the young man.

"That's enough for you to be the master!"

Zhao Tian's face was low, and there was a trace of coldness at the corners of his mouth, and he said in a low voice.

Jiu Mowen looked at Zhao Tian's strength and suddenly felt fear. However, under this fear, there was also this faint secret joy. Finally, someone punished them for the bad things done in the Falling Rain Pavilion.

"The Lord won't let you go!" The old man looked at Zhao Tian, but the most fear in his eyes.

Zhao Tian snorted coldly and ran his aura: "Lord of the Falling Rain Pavilion, please come out to meet me. I have no malice, but if I wait in a hurry, I'm afraid the name Falling Rain Pavilion will become history tomorrow."

This sound contained extremely strong spiritual power, which suddenly turned into a rolling thunder in the air and roared out, and the shocked ears buzzed for a long time.

"I don't know which of you came to my Falling Rain Pavilion. Please forgive Qiu Qing for not being able to greet me!"

At this moment, a heavy and surprised voice came from the distance, followed by a black figure, like a ghost in the night, floating from the distance.

"Welcome to the Lord of the Pavilion and wish you all the best!"

As soon as this man arrived, all the disciples of the Falling Rain Pavilion not far away knelt down, and the welcoming voices rose one after another, resounding through the mountain stream.

"Lord Qiu, the clear man doesn't say secret words. Today, I came here for the griffin of your cabinet. If the lord is willing to borrow it, it's naturally good. If you don't want to, you can't blame me!"

Zhao Tian saw the person in a black robe, with a broad face, thick eyebrows and high nose, and a little majesty between his eyebrows. The tiger's eyes were looking at himself cautiously, as if he wanted to see through his strength.

Qiu Qing's face darkened and his eyes showed coldness: "Your Excellency is a little too bullying. The griffin is the result of our rain pavilion that has lost a lot of manpower and material resources. How can we give up for your words!"

He saw that Zhao Tian was so young, but the spirit of the king between his eyebrows was clearly visible. In addition, he was alone and dared to break into the rain pavilion, and his strength was also hazy and illusory, so he did not dare to take action.

Zhao Tian didn't feel it at all, with a sunny smile on his face: "Then I don't know what the cabinet owner wants as compensation?"

"There is no shortage of compensation for me, but the griffin will not give it to you. I advise you to go back first, so as not to make trouble between us!" Qiu Qing has been patiently explaining the postponement to Zhao Tian.

"Unhappy!" Zhao Tian smiled slightly, with a strange smile on his face, and whispered, "Do you deserve to be unhappy with me?"

"Do you deserve to be unhappy with me?"

Hearing this, he suddenly felt like an ant boiling pot and began to talk about it. They didn't expect that a teenager even younger than him dared to talk to his cabinet owner in such a tone.

"This boy is really desperate, even the cabinet owner dares to scold!"

"Is he a madman? The cabinet leader is a rare opponent in the whole Dark Moon Empire. It's hard for me to imagine that he can talk like this!"

Jiumowen beside him was even more frightened. Although he knew that Zhao Tian's strength was very strong, he was inevitably a little uncertain when he saw Qiu Qing coming in person.

"Haha..." Qiu Qing's face darkened and laughed angrily: "You are a smelly boy who came to my falling rain pavilion to be arrogant. It seems that you don't know how to write the dead word!"

Zhao Tian did not say anything, and suddenly took a step forward. His strong spiritual power swept out like a tsunami of sand and dust. The pressure like the king's presence made heaven and earth gloomy, and everyone's faces were stunned.

"This... This pressure!" Qiu Qing's eyes were wide open and his face changed dramatically. Even his body trembled and said in a trembling voice.

Bang!

Two muffled sounds sounded in mid-air, and Qiu Qing's body flew backwards like a ball, spilling blood all over the way.

The peak of the nine-level martial artist was defeated by him.

Quiet!

The whole mountain is quite quiet and audible.

All the people stood there as if they were scared, with their eyes wide open and an incredible look. Looking at Zhao Tian's eyes, their eyes were full of awe and admiration, but more were still surprised.

Zhao Tianao stood on the top of the mountain and looked down at the disciples of the Falling Rain Pavilion. There was no emotion in his eyes, and a king's momentum was majestic in the world.

The power of one person, even Si!