Chapter 178 Saint Ajuna

After Bauhinia's words, Zhong Cheng's mind seemed to flash an inspiration and suddenly became cheerful. That's right, the Drian tribe is the Drian tribe! No wonder Zhong Cheng is so familiar with it. At this time yesterday, Zhong Cheng once felt a similar force, but the owner of that power was the young man of the Drian tribe.

Zhong Cheng couldn't help but be excited when he thought that this woman was a member of the Drian tribe; and the thought that this woman was the patriarch of the Drian tribe, Zhong Cheng couldn't help exclaiming. There are always such coincidences and incredible things in the world.

Since he met the people of the Drian tribe here, Zhong Cheng has to get information about the Drian tribe from the other party this time. He didn't forget that he came here to take away the scabbard of the anti-God sword in the Drian tribe.

Of course, from the tough attitude of the swordsman Wuhua, it is not difficult to see that the people of the Derrion tribe are hard bones. If they are strong, it is probably useless. Therefore, Zhong Cheng began to think about how to persuade each other with his tongue.

At this time, the silver-haired woman had finished everything in her hand, and the blood-red light in front of her had receded. She stood up and casually glanced at Zhong Cheng beside her, surprised to find that Zhong Cheng was bowing his head seriously and meditating.

Seeing that Zhong Cheng, who had just had a slang face, suddenly showed such a serious look, the woman was inevitably surprised for a while. However, the woman was worthy of being the patriarch of the Drian tribe. She turned her eyes, looked at the strange character on the palm of her left hand, and looked at the grass in front of her, as if she understood something, and her face became gloomy in an instant.

"Daw! How can I use ancient secrets around this unidentified man? If my identity is exposed..."

Thinking of this, the silver-haired woman couldn't help it any longer. Suddenly, she scolded and slapped Zhong Cheng in the air. Due to the sudden incident, Zhong Cheng didn't have time to react, so he had to hurriedly avoid it. As a result, his footsteps were unstable. He staggered and fell to the ground awkwardly, reluctantly avoiding the rapid palm wind. He didn't care about the image. Before the woman chased him, he opened the distance between the two.

About 20 meters away from the woman, Zhong Cheng stopped, stared at the woman with a puzzled face and asked, "What are you doing?"

"What am I doing? It's better to talk about what you were thinking just now!" The woman snorted coldly and slowly raised her left hand. Around her left hand, there was a blood-red light. Although this power is not a miracle, it is as powerful as a miracle.

Zhong Cheng was shocked and sighed that the woman's observation was so careful. He thought that there was going to be a showdown anyway, and there was no point in hiding it any more, so he did not shy away and said bluntly, "Are you from the Drian tribe?"

Hearing this, the anger on the woman's face was even better. She gritted her teeth, scolded her careless behavior in her heart, and said, "Since you can see it, it doesn't make sense for me to hide it anymore. Yes, I am the patriarch of the Drian tribe. Now that you can see it, it proves that the purpose of your visit this time is for the Drian tribe! Is that right?"

Zhong Cheng slowly stood up from the ground and nodded, "Well, you're right. The purpose of my coming to Saiwai this time is indeed to find the Drian tribe!"

The reason why he reveals it is not that Zhong Cheng does not know how to hide secrets, but that he knows that the first point to convince such a tough person is to show his sincerity. In the end, Zhong Cheng did not intend to be unfavorable to the Drian tribe, so he naturally spoke more confidently!

Seeing Zhong Cheng, she did not refute, and the woman was both suspicious and angry. In her opinion, Zhong Cheng's performance is not sincere, but he doesn't pay attention to himself at all!

The woman gritted her silver teeth and said coldly, "Okay, you really dare to admit it! Do you think I can't kill it?" With that, the blood-red light lingering on her palm seemed to be a little thicker.

Facing the murderous woman in front of him, Zhong Cheng smiled and shook his head and said, "No, I don't think you can kill me. But you have no reason to kill me."

"There is no reason? Hahaha..." The woman looked up and laughed as if she had heard a big joke. Suddenly, the laughter stopped abruptly, and the woman regained her cold look. She looked at Zhong Cheng and snorted coldly, "Don't you know that anyone who wants to visit the Drian tribe must die?"

"Ha ha, I don't belong to this kind of person." Zhong Cheng shook his head with a smile, looked back at the other party's murderous eyes, and said lightly, "Because it was the sword god who guided me here."

"Sword God! You bastard, how dare you insult our ancestors!"

The woman scolded angrily and gave a sudden slap. Fortunately, Zhong Cheng had been on guard. When the other party's palm wind came, he carried a miracle and broke back.

Boom!

The two forces collided in mid-air, making a shock, and the powerful cyclotron flow forced Zhong Cheng and the woman's bodies to shake. After stabilizing her body, the woman immediately took a step forward and wanted to continue to attack. Before the other party stepped out, Zhong Cheng waved his palm and shouted, "Don't be excited! I have evidence!"

"Evidence?" The woman temporarily stopped the offensive and frowned, "What evidence?"

Thankfully, this woman, who is the patriarch, is much calmer than Wuhua. She did not identify Zhong Cheng as an enemy like Wuhua, but gave the other party a chance to explain. This also made Zhong Cheng admire this woman again.

"That's it."

Zhong Cheng smiled, urged the cave ring in his hand, called out the anti-God sword in the ring, and lifted the seal on the sword, turning the anti-sky stone sword into a real anti-God sword.

As soon as it came out against the sky, the sun and the moon faded. At the moment when this gorgeous sword appeared, the sky seemed to darken and the earth seemed to tremble. What a power this is, and what a gorgeous sword it is!

Looking at the unparalleled peerless sword in front of her, the silver-haired woman's expression couldn't help changing from surprise to marveling.

The silver-white blade with white light and chill, the sword body with ancient Chinese, the sword handle carved with dragons and phoenixes, and the supreme momentum of the four worlds! Yes, this is the anti-God sword, the real anti-God sword! The appearance can be imitated, but the momentum cannot be imitated anyway!

Naturally, this series of changes in expression on the woman's face could not be hidden from Zhong Cheng's eyes. Looking at the other party's amazing look, Zhong Cheng knew that she had believed that this sword was the anti-God sword. Therefore, Zhong Cheng resealed the anti-God Sword and decisively withdrew it to the ring.

The purpose of taking out the anti-God sword is only to make the other party believe in himself, not to show off. Therefore, although Zhong Cheng takes out the sword quickly, the speed of withdrawing the sword is not slow.

Maybe it was because Zhong Cheng's sword collection was so sudden that the woman couldn't help shouting after discovering that the anti-God sword in front of her disappeared, showing a look of surprise.

After Zhong Cheng withdrew his sword, he looked at the woman opposite and smiled, "Do you believe it now? That one just now is indeed an anti-God sword!"

The woman was silent for a few seconds, nodded slowly and said, "Yes, it is indeed an anti-God sword. Even if the appearance can be imitated, the momentum cannot be imitated... Ha..." With that, the woman sighed long and showed a complicated look. She paused for a moment and said again, "But even so, I can't trust you easily. There are still a few questions that you have to answer."

Zhong Cheng nodded, smiled and said, "Well, I know this. After all, in your opinion, I'm just an unidentified mysterious person. Let me introduce myself first. My name is Zhong Cheng, from a small island in the Oriental Spirit Sea. The reason why I came to the outside this time was to find the Drian tribe and take away the scabbard belonging to the anti-God Sword in the Drian tribe. So, would you like to tell me anything about you?

The woman took a deep breath, nodded slowly, and said, "Yes, my name is Aruna, the patriarch of the Drian tribe and the saint of the Drian tribe. I have heard of the scabbard in your mouth, but unfortunately, this scabbard is not in the tribe now.