"A bunch of dead people?" Xuanyuan Pojun was slightly confused.
"Yes!" The smile on Yang Tian's face became even brighter: "Dad, just go back and sit down. There is no need for you to do this nonsense. I can handle it by myself!"
"Okay! Son, daddy, I'll see how you handle it!" Xuanyuan Pojun looked at Yang Tian's bright smiling face and felt frightened in his heart. He was almost convinced that the head of the Murong family and others were going to suffer.
Yang Tian slowly turned around and walked step by step towards the still stunned head of the Murong family.
Similarly, it was not just the head of the Murong family who was shocked, but also countless masters in the cultivation world!
Who is Xuanyuan Pojun? A sword god known for his violence! With his animal-like physique and warlike nature, once he launches an attack, he is like a flash flood, out of control! Although he has not been in the sword god realm for long , but even the cultivators at the peak of the Sword God may not be his opponents!
But when he took action in anger, he was stopped easily by Xuanyuan Nan! It was a forceful stop, not Xuanyuan Pojun's own termination! What kind of cultivation is required to do this?
"I didn't expect Xuanyuan Nan to have such amazing cultivation..." This thought appeared uncontrollably in everyone's minds.
"Humph!" At this moment, a cold snort came. A figure suddenly blocked the Murong family head from behind Shiwa Tianyu.
"Xuanyuan Nan, do you think your current strength is amazing? Just because you want to fight our leader? You are really overestimating your capabilities!"
The visitor stared at Xuanyuan Nan and said coldly, a powerful aura came from his body, and he looked like he was pulling me hard, and he did not put Xuanyuan Nan in his eyes at all.
"Idiot!"
Yang Tian still smiled and softly uttered two words.
Just two words, the person's body suddenly trembled, and his eyes were slightly startled, but after taking a closer look at Yang Tian, he thought to himself: "It can't be him, there is a big difference in appearance and size!"
Thinking of this, the visitor breathed a sigh of relief and said: "There is only one idiot. Unfortunately it's not me, Murong Changkong, but you, Xuanyuan Nan!"
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"Marshal, this..."
Emperor Huafeng looked at the tense two sides and couldn't help but look at Xuanyuan Shang, who looked calm and seemed confident, and said in a low voice.
"Emperor, you have also seen that old guy Murong made provocative words first. If our Xuanyuan family doesn't express our feelings, won't we be ridiculed by everyone in the world?"
"But... Marshal, how does this put my face down... Besides, your two families are the pillars of the empire. If either party has bad intentions, it will be a fatal blow to the empire!" Hua Feng The emperor said in a low voice, even feeling troubled in his heart.
"Emperor, don't worry. Even if the Murong family is wiped out, our Xuanyuan family can still protect the territory of China from being harassed by any country!" Xuanyuan Shang said softly with a hint of arrogance on his face: "As for the issue of face... It's very simple. As long as the emperor stands up and says something, isn't this duel a good appetizer before the martial arts competition?"
"Okay... I have no choice but to do this!"
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"Nan'er, Changkong, do you two want to duel?"
When Yang Tian and Murong Changkong looked at each other, Emperor Huafeng suddenly said in a deep voice.
"certainly!"
"No!"
The two answered at the same time, but the content was completely opposite.
"No? Haha... Xuanyuan Nan, are you afraid? You're so stupid!" Murong Changkong looked at Yang Tian with contempt on his face.
"Afraid? There is never a word for fear in my dictionary!" Yang Tian's voice was still light.
"This..." Emperor Huafeng didn't expect Xuanyuan Nan to answer like this, but Xuanyuan Nan didn't seem to dare to fight, so he couldn't help but look at Yang Tian in confusion.
"Great Emperor, I just said, these guys are all dead!" Yang Tian said in a deep voice with a slight smile.
"Nan'er, what do you mean...?"
"I'm going to duel them all!"
Yang Tian's face suddenly changed and he said coldly. At the same time, a cold breath suddenly emanated from his body, and everyone who was watching him couldn't help but shudder.
"Hahaha... It's just you? Are you going to duel with a group of us? I've seen crazy people, but I've never seen anyone as crazy as you!" Murong Changkong looked up to the sky and smiled. After a slight pause, he turned to a cold voice.
Said: "Since you are looking for death, then I will help you! Do you know what cultivation level these people have? Do you know? Idiot, I might as well tell you that the worst among them is also the Sword God, Sword God, do you know? You should
You’re not so stupid as to think that there are only a dozen or so sword gods in the world, right?”
When Murong Changkong was arrogant, Schwa Tianyu stared at Yang Tian thoughtfully, with a trace of solemnity on his indifferent face. Likewise, the beauty Jenny Athena beside him, and the few generals with auras
The guys who were completely hidden were all staring at Yang Tian intently.
An increasingly strong dangerous aura emanated from Yang Tian's body!
This is intuition!
Although they had clearly sensed Yang Tian and there seemed to be no threat, the feeling of danger still clearly appeared in his mind, especially when Yang Tian suddenly changed his face just now, it was even more obvious!
It is precisely because of this that Shiwa Tianyu did not stop Murong Changkong, but allowed him to continue to be arrogant. This also allowed him to observe Xuanyuan Nan's true strength.
"Nan'er... are you sure?" Emperor Huafeng asked in shock. Although he felt that Xuanyuan Nan was extraordinary, even if he was very strong, he was not much stronger. Let alone a group of people, even Murong Changkong was not alone.
It was enough for Xuanyuan Nan. After all, in the past few years, Murong Changkong was so powerful that even the sword god would not dare to challenge him lightly.
"Great Emperor, I am a true man of my word, and I, Xuanyuan Nan, am even more true to my word!"
"Okay..." Emperor Huafeng shook his head helplessly, and after secretly glancing at Xuanyuan Shang who showed no intention of stopping him, he said in a deep voice: "Build the highest level barrier!"
"Boom boom..."
Following Emperor Huafeng's words, powerful energy burst out from around the venue in the middle of the Forbidden City. After a moment, a transparent barrier was formed.
The top of the Forbidden City, as the highest level competition venue in the Chinese Empire, is self-evident in its power of the barrier, not to mention its top barrier! Even if it surpasses the existence of the Sword God and the God of Law, it is difficult to fight against it.
cause any damage!
"I allow Xuanyuan Nan to duel with Murong Family Head, Murong Changkong and others, life or death! The martial arts competition time is temporarily postponed!" Emperor Huafeng announced in a deep voice.
Yang Tian's body swayed, and the muscles and bones all over his body suddenly erupted with a powerful force. With the waist as the core, it was transmitted along the muscles and bones to the toes, and suddenly exploded out. His body was like an electric shot, entering the barrier.
!
At the same time, a clear sword sound and a "choking" sound came from behind Yang Tian!
The Xuantie Sword, which has been deliberately changed in shape, has arrived in Yang Tian's hands!
"Hahaha... He is so active even in his death!" Murong Changkong couldn't help but laughed when he saw Yang Tian couldn't wait to reach the barrier and said: "Emperor, as you testify today, after this kid dies, I hope the Xuanyuan family won't get entangled.
No end! Otherwise...hey, don't blame our Murong family..."
"Hahaha..." At this moment, Xuanyuan Pojun suddenly laughed out loud. His huge voice immediately suppressed Murong Changkong: "Boy, please say a few words while you are still alive, otherwise in the future
There is no chance anymore! You are just a bunch of rubbish, but you want to kill my son? If you can, I, Xuanyuan Pojun, promise not to lay a finger on you, and I will give you my own head as a bonus!"
"Like father, like son! I'm just waiting to kill you! Huh!" After Murong Changkong finished speaking, he waved his hand, and the people around him, including his grandfather, the head of the Murong family, entered the barrier at the same time.
middle.
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Yang Tian stood quietly in the barrier. The moment he entered, he closed his eyes and quickly adjusted himself to the best state. At this time, he had no cultivation at all, and the only thing he could rely on was his body!
And he was not absolutely sure whether he could defeat Murong Changkong! After all, although he felt that under the way of nature, his body could exert powerful power, he had never experienced it in actual combat! But one thing was certain, that is
Murong Changkong couldn't even think of defeating him!
The reason why Yang Tian was so "high-profile" when he was not sure, and challenged many masters including Wurong Changkong on his own impulse, was not to show off, but to perform better!
The large number of people has no effect on him at all, because in the human world, it is basically impossible for anyone to really harm his body! On the contrary, it will make him perform better!
This is Yang Tian’s real purpose!
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When Murong Changkong and others just entered the barrier, Yang Tian slowly opened his eyes and slowly raised the black sword in his hand!
Seeing the way Yang Tian held the sword and the slowly raised black sword, Murong Changkong frowned slightly again and looked at Yang Tian with sharp eyes!
"Why is this kid so similar to Yang Tian?"
Similarly, when Yang Tian pulled out the black sword, the little princess Hua Zhengzheng, Carlos and others were also slightly startled. At this moment, their eyes widened when they saw Yang Tian's gesture of drawing out the sword.
Because in their eyes, Xuanyuan Nan really looks like Yang Tian!
But Murong Changkong knew very well the aura on Yang Tian's body. It was so powerful that he couldn't resist it at all, and the Xuanyuan Nan in front of him was just a mere appearance!
Murong Changkong smiled coldly and suddenly waved his hand!
The duel officially begins!
"Boom boom..."
Eight consecutive loud noises came from the feet of the eight people, and eight figures instantly surrounded Yang Tian! However, Murong Changkong and the head of the Murong family were filled with sinister smiles as they stared at Xuanyuan Nan. In their eyes,
It seems that Xuanyuan Nan is already a corpse. There is no need for the two of them to take action, his eight men can take care of it!
In their minds, eight masters of the sword god level joining forces to kill Xuanyuan Nan was already overkill!!