Starry Sky Railway: Opening Performance - Taixu Sword God

Three minutes later.

Yan Huan sat on the unconscious white-haired old man, tapping his head with a tree branch:

"Don't try to act all high and mighty at your age. Being a Dragon Lord is easy for me, okay?!"

Immediately, Yan Huan threw the old man back into the courtyard, closed the gate, and walked away into the distance.

The streets are filled with an ancient atmosphere, and many people of the Chiming tribe live here, where their daily activities seem to involve practicing martial arts.

"Drink, ha!!" A group of Chiming, dressed in training clothes just like Yan Huan, were standing together, following the instructions of the Chiming Elder.

"Punch with ferocity, but keep your stance steady!" the bearded elder shouted.

"In the Vidyadhara Clan, strength is the only true measure of everything! Our Crimson Dragon lineage will surely defeat the other two clans and become the legitimate successor!"

"?" Yan Huan narrowed her eyes and walked to the elder's side to ask:

"Hey old man, aren't we supposed to be going to kill the false king? What do you mean by defeating the other two races?"

"Ok?"

Noticing Yan Huan's appearance, the bearded man sized him up and exclaimed in surprise:

"Wait... why are the dragon horns black? How did you end up in my Crimson Dragon's territory!"

"what?"

At this moment, Yan Huan realized that the Dragon Master Tian Bin from before, as well as the Chi Ming in front of him, all had crimson dragon horns.

"Enemy attack, enemy attack!!"

Soon, a large group of Chiming, dressed in white martial arts uniforms, surrounded Yan Huan, their eyes gleaming with ferocity.

Faced with this situation, Yan Huan immediately raised her hands in surrender:

"I don't know anything! Stop it!!"

I just knocked one out, and now there's a whole bunch of them. I can't possibly take them all out one by one.

"Wait a minute."

An elderly man with a mustache stepped out from the crowd, dressed in a long robe, and said in a cold tone:

"Young brother, how exactly did you break through my mountain-protecting formation and arrive at Crimson Dragon Mountain Stronghold?"

"I'm not in a hurry to throw it away..."

Stared at by so many people, Yan Huan appeared somewhat shy and slowly raised her middle finger:

"Um, I think I've lost my memory. Can someone tell me about the current state of the world?"

"Amnesia? Are you kidding me?! You've lost your memory and you still know to attack the king?" A man with a band-aid on his face stepped forward, pointing at Yan Huan and yelling:

"In my opinion, this guy must be a spy sent by the other two families! Who knows what dirty deeds he did to get those dragon horns stained black!"

"Hey, hey, hey... how dare you talk like that?" Yan Huan immediately picked up a brick, pointed it at the man with the band-aid, and shouted:

"You can call me a spy if you want, but you can't insult my character!!"

Seeing the man with the band-aid rubbing his hands together, the old man with the mustache quickly stopped him:

"Alright, there are so many disciples watching."

"However, this young man's background is indeed unusual, and we must interrogate him thoroughly."

Just as the disciples were about to tie him up, Yan Huan shouted:

"What kind of time is this to be watching me? Aren't you all unhappy with your lives? Go and take down that fake king! I'll lead the way!"

"...What?" Upon hearing this, all the disciples were stunned.

"Did I hear that right? He's actually planning to challenge the King?!"

"I'm really tired of living."

"So he was a lunatic..."

Hearing the group's negative comments, Yan Huan was immediately furious.

According to the information previously given by Dragon Master Tian Bin, something from outer space has taken control of the current Dragon Lord Blade, making him violent.

In this situation, no matter how much division there is, the old king must be killed first.

"Do you think you can defeat the king just by saying so? Do you think you can rival his rule?!"

The man with the band-aid glared angrily:

"The fact that we're even alive here is already a great blessing from the King. How dare we provoke him?"

"Hehe...This is really interesting." Suddenly, a woman in red stepped out.

She had delicate features, fair skin, and the crimson dragon horns on her head added to her allure.

"Holy crap, Gui Naifen?!" Yan Huan immediately recognized the face.

"How dare you address the clan leader by his name!" The bearded elder beside him was about to say something when Gui Naifen interrupted him.

The latter looked at Yan Huan and chuckled:

"Black dragon horns...? That's quite unusual."

According to ancient records, if the members of the Vidyadhara clan are licentious and do not know how to restrain themselves, their dragon horns will turn black and they will be unable to transform into dragons.

"I didn't expect that someone would actually do it."

Gui Naifen glanced at Yan Huan with a flirtatious look:

"What's with that defiant look on your face? Are you going to attack me too?"

"That's insane...!" the other disciples chimed in.

"Arrest him! Arrest him... Who knows what color his horns were before they turned black?! He might be a spy sent by another race!"

"Castrate him... and give me his penis to use for cooking!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!!"

"This kid is a monster!!"

Listening to the noise around her, Yan Huan felt a headache coming on.

Thinking about it this way, is this how Danheng withdrew from Mengpao?

Chapter 640 is utter nonsense!

"I'm not playing with you guys anymore, bye-bye!"

Seeing that these people were completely incomprehensible, Yan Huan stopped paying attention to them.

It charged straight ahead, like a sharp arrow, and swiftly broke through the crowd.

Any disciples who stood in his way felt his terrifying power and dodged to the side; those who dared to stand in his way were directly knocked away.

"Oh my god!!"

Seeing that so many people couldn't stop this strangely identified guy, the bearded elder panicked:

"Chieftain, let's act quickly! If he escapes from our Crimson Dragon Stronghold and leaks the clan's secrets, we're doomed!"

"Hmph, do you need to tell me?" Gui Naifen snorted coldly and immediately flashed in front of Yan Huan.

Even Yan was surprised by the speed. While he was still stunned, Gui Naifen instantly pulled out a bottle of pepper spray and sprayed it forward.

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"Holy crap, ah—!!"

Yan Huan hurriedly raised her hand to block it, but it was no use. The strange misty gas still entered her body through her nasal cavity.

"..."

Without feeling any discomfort, Yan Huan opened her eyes and looked at her hands.

His body was completely unharmed and even full of boundless vitality.

"what's the situation……?"

At this moment, he was full of energy and felt deeply ashamed of his past wasted time.

He wanted to improve, wanted to get better, and wanted to practice martial arts!

Your body is what truly belongs to you!

"Hahaha, feel the ambitious atmosphere of my Red Clan!" Gui Naifen laughed triumphantly.

"Roll as hard as you can, as long as you don't die!"

"In this world, only a healthy body can bring a sense of security; everything else is useless!"

Join us and learn martial arts together!

"No—!!" Yan Huan roared to the sky, struggling as she cried out.

"I don't want to work hard!!"

In an instant, the effect of the strange spray disappeared, and Yan Huan regained consciousness.

"What……?"

Seeing this, Gui Naifen was slightly taken aback, then spread her arms to block Yan Huan's way.

"Hey, what's wrong with our place? Wouldn't it be better to stay here and cultivate together?"

"That's awesome!"

Yan Huan patted her practice clothes and retorted to Gui Naifen:

"What's the point of exercising if not to live more comfortably? I'm living a great life right now, so why bother exercising?"

Before Gui Naifen could speak, Yan Huan exerted her strength again, flashing behind her like an arrow, and then left.

……

The territory of the Red Clan was a huge mountain. Yan Huan ran wildly from the top of the mountain down the mountain, and was intercepted by the Red Clan's Chi Ming many times along the way.