Heavenly Lord Asura

Chapter 42: Make some noise

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After the little guy turned silver, his strength increased greatly, and he had the power of a Tuomai period. His two rows of sharp teeth were indestructible and extremely sharp.

Han Tian's forehead was sweating. He didn't dare to be careless and explained: "You don't know, the Zhao family is not as simple as you think. It is said that Zhao He's father, the former head of the family, has broken through to the initial stage of Tuomai a year ago. It is probably difficult for us to compete with him with just a few people. Let's wait for the elders of my sect to come before making plans."

"Quack!" The little fellow croaked, his eyes flickering, obviously dissatisfied with this reason.

"I know you are not afraid, but after all, this is the Zhao family's territory. A strong dragon cannot defeat a local snake. You must understand this truth, right? What's more, my brother Wu's identity is probably known to the entire Qinglong Continent. If you act rashly, your identity will be exposed, and then Elder Wu from Scorpio Ridge will be attracted. Coupled with the power of the Zhao family, even if you can go to heaven or hell, I'm afraid you will be doomed." Han Tian said.

The little guy lowered his head, supported his chin with his little paws, and seemed to be thinking seriously.

"But you can't knock my brother out, you are a bad person." Shishi glared at him angrily, her big eyes a little moist.

Han Tian cried and said, "You think I want to? You know your brother's character. Once he makes up his mind, even ten demon bulls can't change it. Apart from this method, tell me what I should do? Also, if there is a conflict with the Zhao family, your brother and the little guy can leave without any problem, but what about you? You are a burden to them now and will implicate them."

The little girl pursed her lips and said, "Hmph, it's none of your business, bad guy."

"I'm a bad person? I'm doing this for your own good. You're really like a dog biting Lu Dongbin, not appreciating the kindness of a good person." Han Tian cried out in injustice.

The little guy finally raised his head and looked over, which meant, what should he do

"Let's go back first and discuss it." Han Tian smiled, carried Wutan on his back, and walked towards the attic.

"You big bad guy, why do you say I'm a burden to your brother, huh!" Shishi refused to accept and followed behind unhappily. The little guy stuck out his tongue and licked her chubby pink cheeks, meaning, don't think too much, you will always be Mr. Frog's little sister, not a burden.

The little girl glared at him and said, "Little thing, how can you talk like that? Who is your little sister? You should call her sister, understand?"

"Quack..."

"Hey! Didn't they go to cause trouble for the Zhao family? Why did they turn back halfway?" The people who came to watch the fun were all extremely confused when they saw these people.

The girl in yellow asked in confusion, "Strange, why did the bastard faint? Was he knocked unconscious by the Zhao family's patriarch?"

"How is that possible? You know Zhao He's strength. He can knock Gu Yi out with just one palm. What a joke." The young man in white immediately retorted. The wound on his hand that had not yet healed was enough to prove how powerful Wutan was.

"Alas, I thought there would be a good show to watch, but I didn't expect it to end so quickly. Friends, let's go back and practice."

Everyone lost interest and turned back.

Inside Building No. 9.

Wutan was lying on the bed, his face rosy, his breathing steady, and he was fine, but there was a lump of flesh the size of a baby's fist on his forehead, filled with blood.

The little girl was still indignant. She thought that the bad guy had hit her too hard and smashed a hill on her brother's head. It was so ugly. How would she find a wife in the future

"Let Brother Wu sleep for the time being to avoid any accidents. Also, we can't just let this matter go so easily. It's still necessary to pretend." Han Tian pondered for a moment and said, "Little guy, when you have time, go to the Zhao family's front yard and make some noise, but don't make too much noise. Stop when it's enough."

The little guy's eyes lit up and he nodded quickly, then looked at Han Tian with a strange look.

"Is there anything on me?" Han Tian looked around his body and asked in confusion.

The little guy stared at Han Tian, his little mouth curled up slightly, and pointed at the tumor on Wutan's head, meaning, you are finished, and you will be in trouble when Wutan wakes up.

Han Tian's face turned pale and he wished he could slap himself a few times. Why didn't he think about the consequences when he did this? Now things have gotten out of hand. With Wujit's temper, he would probably be furious when he wakes up and would definitely kill himself.

"This is Zui Hui Meng and Hui Chun Cao. Remember to give it to him once every seven days."

His face twitched, and he forced a smile, gave a few instructions, left a bottle of pills and a dozen herbs, and then disappeared like a flash of fire. He had to think about how to bear Wu Tian's anger in the future, so he made plans early.

Zuihuimeng is light green in color, only the size of a soybean, and emits a fragrance that makes people drowsy. Huichuncao is shaped like a thumb, with small dark green leaves that glow and have amazing medicinal properties.

The little guy stuffed both things into Shishi's hands, then jumped out of the attic and rushed to the Zhao family's front yard.

Not long after, a deafening rumbling sound was heard from the front yard. The little guy was standing on an ancient tree that ten people could not hug together. He was like a demon king, looking down below, domineering!

"Who are you, kid? How dare you go wild in the Zhao Mansion?" A loud voice roared. It was a middle-aged man in black, about nine feet tall, with a rough face and bronze skin that shone with a hazy luster. He had infinite power.

This person was none other than Zhao He, the patriarch of the Zhao family. Behind him were several middle-aged men in white. They all exuded an aura of powerful strength, demonstrating their extraordinary abilities.

"Quack...quack..." The little fellow croaked and pointed downwards as if scolding.

"How can this be possible? How dare a magic frog destroy my Zhao Mansion? Capture it for me." Seeing that it was a magic frog standing on a high place with an arrogant look, Zhao He became furious. He waved his hand and ordered his men to capture it.

Several middle-aged men in white with dark faces and steaming energy took a step forward, stepping on branches and rushing straight up.

The little fellow grinned, clapped his little paws lightly, and then jumped onto another ancient tree. The ancient tree under his feet suddenly collapsed, and the trunk split into several halves, as if it had been chopped off by an axe, with a smooth and flat cross-section.

"Crunch..."

The big tree broke and fell down. With a loud "bang", several houses collapsed. Dust covered the sky. People who didn't have time to escape were crushed underneath. Some died, some were injured, and there were screams everywhere!

boom!!!

Without the ancient tree as a foothold, several middle-aged men in white clothes swayed and fell down one after another, hitting the ground heavily, leaving several deep pits of several meters in the ground. They all vomited blood and their faces were pale.

"Quack..." The little guy danced with his hands and feet, as if he was mocking, which made the people below so angry that they spit out blood again.

"A mutated magic frog? Could it be his pet?" Zhao He recognized the little guy's extraordinaryness. Thinking of what his son had said to him, he wondered who this person was.

"Hmph, it's just a beast, yet it dares to stir up trouble." Zhang He's face turned pale. He waved his hand and a sharp and loud cry came from a distance. Then, a big black bird appeared in the sight. Its wingspan was three meters, casting a large shadow.

This is a snake-scaled eagle. Its head is like a unicorn, with a ferocious and terrifying appearance, its body is like a roc, its feathers are hard and sharp, its tail is like a viper, and its scales are as big as a palm, flickering with a faint light.

It is said that this fierce bird is a variant of the Qilin, the Dapeng bird and the viper, and has the blood of the three fierce beasts, but it is not pure and can only be regarded as the perfect stage. It swooped down and landed beside Zhao He, rubbing its huge head against his body, showing extreme intimacy.

Zhao He patted its body gently, then jumped onto its back, pointed at the little fellow on the ancient tree, and said in a deep voice, "Go up!"

“Chiu!”

With a sharp cry, the Snake-Scaled Eagle soared into the sky, with a terrifying ferocious aura!

"Quack..." The little fellow squinted his eyes and pinched his nose, looking extremely disdainful, which made the snake-scaled eagle furious. Although it was not as good as its ancestors, it still had noble blood. When had it ever been looked down upon by a monster? Not to mention that it was a low-level monster frog!

"Xiao Lin, don't be impulsive. This beast is extraordinary and should not be underestimated." Zhao He said.

The Snake-Scaled Eagle was unable to hear anything. The feathers on its body fell off and floated in front of its body. It opened its mouth and let out a roar. A flame spurted out of its mouth, and its feathers turned red in an instant, like a bunch of red-hot arrows, with amazing sharpness, shooting out violently!

The feathers arrived in an instant, but the little fellow did not move away and just stood there calmly. The place was flooded, flames surged into the sky, and the heat was unbearable!

The snake-scaled eagle was very proud. What was so great about this little strength? However, when everything calmed down, its eyes widened, its huge body swayed, and it almost lost its balance and fell down.

But the little guy still had the same posture, with his paws tickling his nostrils and a look of disdain on his face. The feathers did not cause any harm to it, and even the ancient tree under its feet was not affected.

“Chirp!”

The Snake-Scaled Eagle roared with shock in its eyes. Its Flame Feathers had always been invincible and had killed countless enemies. But at this moment, it was in vain. It could not accept this, and its body shook, and countless feathers broke away, as it tried to launch another attack.

At this moment, the little guy moved, his body glowed silver, and shot into the air.

With a sound of "crack", the ancient tree under his feet broke in half and fell down fiercely. Several middle-aged men in white were shocked and quickly dodged. The ancient tree fell to the ground, and the earth shook violently. Several more houses collapsed. People and horses were thrown to the ground, and the place was in a mess!

"You beast, stop being so arrogant." Zhang He was extremely angry, smoke came out of his head, his eyes were red, and he punched fiercely.

Xiaotian shook his head, meaning that it’s not good enough!

It stretched out its little paws and rushed forward without any hesitation.

"Boom..."

A bright silver sun rose into the sky, blocking the sun. An extremely terrifying energy rushed out from between the two. Ancient trees and houses rose from the ground and rushed into the distance, sweeping away everything.

"Bang..." Under the horrified gaze of the crowd, Zhao He and the Snake-Scaled Eagle fell like meteorites, slamming hard onto the ground, spurting blood and looking pale. The palm-sized magic frog landed on a big tree, and it seemed that it was not seriously injured!

The Zhao family was shocked. Is this still a magic frog? Is there such a powerful magic frog on the mainland? They felt that the world had changed. A low-level magic frog could easily defeat a perfect stage cultivator and a perfect stage snake-scale eagle. This was ridiculous!

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