Chapter 723: One Jian, Seven Kneeling! God-like Skills!!_1

The Longsword buzzed as it was slowly raised.

Its blade was neither gold nor iron, looking like stone yet resembling jade, simple and unadorned, yet no one present dared to underestimate it.

The sword that illuminated the skies for miles just now was certainly no laughing matter.

"Thump!!!"

The seventh elder knelt heavily on the ground, and those around him didn't even have time to react.

Some suspected the old guy used Soul Power to speed up his kneeling, but there was no evidence.

The seventh elder knelt directly in worship.

"Sect Master above, this old man pays respects with a bow, and dares not spar with the Sect Master," he said.

The other Titled Douluo elders looked at him with disdain.

They cursed inwardly, you spineless traitor, you sure kneel quickly.

I look down on you.

"Thump!"

Like dumplings dropping into water, Tang Xiao led the elders as they knelt, one faster than the other, thumping the ground loudly.

As if competing over who could kneel with more force, they subtly used their Soul Power.

Tang Xiao's action left the clan leaders of the four great families staring agape.

"Good fellow, that's awesome!"

"Jumping up just to kneel down? Others crack tiles by kneeling, but you directly explode them, kneeling out two deep pits??"

"Is this the Hao Tian Clan Sect Master? Still got any face left?"

Tang Xiao, knees sunken into the ground, really wanted to say:

I had no choice before.

Now, with the Longsword before me, I just wish to kneel quietly and live in peace.

The other elders, hearing the whispering and teasing around them, really wanted to jump up and hit someone.

Damn it, you haven't faced this devil, so you don't know the terror.

If it weren't for the last bit of face left, I'd have peed my pants in fear.

That sword just now cut through the clouds and was only a warm-up?

Who the hell would dare to take it on in this situation?

Before Luo Yu's Longsword was even fully lifted, the seven great Titled Douluo masters knelt before him in unison.

This left him speechless.

Good fellows.

What kind of devilish behavior is this, you don't care about losing face?

Seeing the seven kneeling there, shivering and groveling, Luo Yu found he couldn't bring the sword down after all.

At this moment, Tang Chen scolded, "What a spineless bunch, where's that earlier assertiveness, the baseline of being human?"

Tang Xiao gave him a look.

He thought to himself.

Our ancestor has surrendered; what's the point of us holding out?

Besides,

You can criticize me for anything, but you can't say I lack a bottom line as a human being.

As long as I kneel faster than Lord Luo Yu draws his sword, don't even think about killing me!!!

Nobody is going to beat me before I surrender by kneeling!

Luo Yu looked over the seven people kneeling before him and sighed.

He shook his head repeatedly.

"Ah..."

"You guys are really messing with my mindset here."

"Hands itchy after warming up, and now you're telling me you won't fight?"

Feeling the chill from the sword's edge, Tang Xiao shivered.

"Sect Master... Sect Master, sir," he said.

"We are not strong enough to match you, but our clan ancestor is powerful."

"Let him feed you moves, to spar with you," he suggested.

The other elders sensed a lifeline, nodding and eagerly agreeing.

"Yes, yes!"

"Sect Master, sir, our ancestor is powerful, let him spar with you, you will be satisfied!!"

"Tsk!"

"In the end, I entrusted my hopes wrongly."

Tang Chen, standing nearby with his eyes glaring, was so angry he could barely catch his breath. He felt it would have been better to have shot his essence at the wall; what kind of unworthy descendants are these?

So filial,

Overly filial,

They're filial to death, great filiality among family members.

With a frown, Tang Chen stepped back behind everyone.

A sneer emerged.

"Hmph!"

"You brats, now that you're suffering, you want to drag out an ancestor to take a beating for you?"

"Don't think about dragging me down."

Tang Chen gave Luo Yu a cupped-fist salute.

"Lord Luo Yu, this bunch of grandchildren has nothing to do with us, dispose of them as you see fit."

Luo Yu nodded, his gaze returned to the seven people in front of him and quietly stared at them.

He said nothing.

His fingers gently caressed the longsword.

His dark eyes were like a deep and unfathomable abyss, impenetrable to the eye.

The seven people kneeling down inwardly lamented.

Sometimes, this kind of silent stare was far more terrifying than being scolded with a torrent of abuse.

It caused even more mental chaos.

"Sect Master, Sect Master, we really have made a mistake."

"Whether you want to hit or scold us, it's all up to you," Tang Xiao shouted, the first to speak.

Luo Yu raised an eyebrow.

"Oh? Where did you go wrong?"

"Wasn't it just a simple spar?"

Tang Xiao shook his head frantically, at this point he dared not play any more tricks.

"From now on, I will never dare to show off those little tricks again."

"I'm completely convinced."

"Please punish us."

Luo Yu's eyes then fell on the others, and the elders one by one spoke up, begging for mercy.

They regretted not listening to the old ancestor's advice and wanted to test Luo Yu solely because of his youth.

"Oh?"

"Is that what I think?"

Finally, a hint of emotion appeared on Luo Yu's face, and he let out a faint smile.

Tang Xiao no longer dared to underestimate Luo Yu. Although Luo Yu said this, he clearly saw through Tang Xiao's little tricks early on.

He simply couldn't be bothered to make it completely clear.

Tang Chen, standing to the side, silently marveled at Luo Yu's ability. Lord Luo Yu was not only strong and astonishingly handsome, but he also had such an impressive method of commanding his subordinates.

After this demonstration of strength and emotional pressure, Tang Xiao and the elders would probably never dare to play little tricks again.

"Sigh."

"Still, my hands itch," Luo Yu said with a sigh.

Tang Xiao's eyelids twitched as he shuddered with fright.

Luo Yu flicked his sword and, in an instant, the ancient longsword shone with seven blood-red super Soul Rings, each representing 700,000 years.

A rift cut through the air.

The longsword transformed, catching fire and blazing vehemently, as nine Five-Clawed Fire Dragons twisted up into the sky.

In an instant, the surrounding temperature soared dramatically, turning the sky into a sea of intense flames.

This show of attack and Soul Ring configuration intimidated everyone present.

Yet Luo Yu delivered another strike. Surrounded by fire, the Nineday Execution Sword turned into a shade of icy crystals, with its blade a reddish hue.

Chains of ice extended from the hilt, wrapping around his arm.

With one lift of his sword,

Large icy, red petals appeared, forming a vacuum circle of no harm around them.

A magnificent Ice Phoenix emerged from the blade, dancing in the sky.

All the raging flames were instantly frozen.

With a piercing cry from the Ice Phoenix, the ice shattered into countless particles, plunging from the sky.

Landing on everyone's faces, turning into cold droplets of water.

When the people came to their senses, Luo Yu had already sheathed his sword, standing calmly there.

Looking at that otherworldly figure, which even without exuding the slightest aura,

Everyone knelt down willingly and wholeheartedly.

Whether it was the Hao Tian Clan, the four major families, or the Hao Tian Clan's ancestral figure who pushed horizontally across the world, Tang Chen.

"We are willing to go through fire and water for our Sect Master!!"

Cries of utmost devotion echoed not only through the courtyard but also through the streets and alleys around.

This scene left Bai Chenxiang in a daze.

This man was none other than her husband.

At this moment, there stood only two beautiful ladies around.

One in a palace dress with a fiery and voluptuous figure, like a ripe peach.

The other, pure and lively with long legs, white socks, twin ponytails, and a mini skirt that barely covered her buttocks.

As the two women gazed at Luo Yu, they also took note of each other...