Ancient Martial God

Luo Yushang stood outside the battle stage with a solemn expression. She was a little nervous at the moment. You must know that Yi Wuyang is not an ordinary person. Even in Qiancheng, he is among the ranks of peerless geniuses. What's more, Yi Wuyang has already broken into the Yuanling realm. He is already a powerful person in the Yuanling realm.

The cultivation resources of the Qian Realm are rich, much richer than the cultivation resources of the other eight realms of the Spirit Realm, and Qian City is a large city in the Qian Realm, where the spiritual veins of heaven and earth gather, and the young generation who grew up here are peerless. Geniuses and those with the lowest cultivation level are all at the Yuanling realm.

The cultivation level of the two is completely different.

"It really surprises me. This ignorant thing actually went to provoke Yi Wuyang, the young leader of the Yi clan." Luo Tianming led people over, his words full of ridicule.

"This time it will be difficult for him not to die."

"I didn't expect that there would be a show just after the first scene." The rest of the Luo clan laughed.

Luo Yushang's face turned pale, and she ignored Luo Tianming and others, but looked towards the battle platform. At this time, Xiao Yun had already rushed towards the battle platform.

Yi Zun stood on a high platform with his hands behind his back.

He is not worried about Yi Wuyang, because this son has many abilities and is extremely strong. Even Xiao Yun, a fellow swordsman practitioner, may not be able to defeat Yi Wuyang.

What's more, he also gave Yi Wuyang something. As long as Yi Wuyang casually hits it at the critical moment, he can protect himself.

Yi Zun believed that Yi Wuyang would never need such a thing.

People in each branch couldn't help but be surprised when they saw Yi Wuyang, and some of the geniuses trained by the branch looked solemn.

Yi Wuyang is well-known among the younger generation in Qiancheng, and can be said to be among the top.

Under the gaze of everyone, Xiao Yun rushed to the battlefield.

"I've been waiting for you for a while, and you just came. Are you afraid of death? If you are afraid of death, kneel down and beg for mercy. I can consider sparing your life." Yi Wuyang sneered.

Seeing Xiao Yun staring at him without saying a word, Yi Wuyang smiled coldly, "What? Are you pretending to be indifferent on purpose? By the way, I wonder how Huang Chuying is doing now? The last time he was in the Huang Clan Let her run away, and it won’t be so easy next time.”

"You probably don't know why I fall in love with her, right? It's not just that she looks absolutely beautiful, the most important thing is that she is the best cauldron I have ever encountered. Such a stunning beauty, and also an excellent cauldron, I will never give up easily."

There was a sneer on Yi Wuyang's lips. It would be too boring if he didn't rush to kill Xiao Yun directly. He wanted to humiliate Xiao Yun, anger Xiao Yun, then torture Xiao Yun, and finally let Xiao Yun die.

Only in this way can Yi Wuyang's hatred be relieved.

If Xiao Yun hadn't ruined his good deeds in the Huang clan that day, Huang Chuying would have become his cauldron by now, and he could also become more powerful with the help of Huang Chuying's cauldron.

"After I kill you later, I will ask my father to ambush outside the Xiao Celestial Clan and wait for an opportunity to take action. By the way, I have to tell you that my father has invited two Earth Lords to help. I have already agreed to help my father ambush Xiao Yuanshan."

Yi Wuyang narrowed his eyes and whispered: "After killing Xiao Yuanshan, there will be no one left in the Xiao Celestial Clan. At that time, I will personally join the Xiao Celestial Clan. By the way, you still have family members who are also in the Xiao Celestial Clan. Nei, as far as I know, you have a cousin and a cousin, right?"

"I heard that they are good-looking. I have maintained my virginity for more than twenty years. After I use the cauldron to break the body, I will give them a good blessing. Don't worry, after I finish the blessing, I will not kill them. , after all, they are still useful. I will let them stay in our Yi clan, and then let them serve my martial slaves of the Yi clan every day."

"You don't know how many martial slaves there are in my Yi clan, right? There are thirty thousand martial slaves. I will let them serve ten of them every day, so that they don't have to worry about not having a man for most of their lives."

"As for your fiancée Huang Chuying, who is also my cauldron, after I use her for two years and consume everything she has, I will let her live like a dog, kneeling in front of me every day to serve me. Hahaha... ..." Yi Wuyang raised his head and laughed wildly.

"Don't worry, I won't let you die easily." Xiao Yun's eyes showed endless coldness, and he disappeared in the next moment.

What……

Yi Wuyang, who was laughing wildly, suddenly felt something was wrong, because he couldn't detect Xiao Yun's figure, and Xiao Yun seemed to have suddenly disappeared.

Under a strong sense of crisis, Yi Wuyang had to mobilize all his strength.

Suddenly, Xiao Yun appeared in front of him.

Thunder!

boom!

Yi Wuyang froze.

A blade that was condensed to the extreme shredded Yi Wuyang's zhenqi defense and penetrated directly through his abdomen, and then the sea of ​​​​qi and his foundation were crushed to pieces.

Only then did Yi Wuyang recover. When he saw that his Qihai and foundation had been crushed to pieces, he suddenly froze.

"No……"

Yi Wuyang roared unwillingly. He had not taken action yet. He still had many methods that were useless. He was a powerful person in the Yuanling Realm.

Why could the sword intent released by Xiao Yun, who was at the peak of Dao Realm, penetrate his abdomen so easily?

Why?

Yi Wuyang didn't understand.

Naturally, he didn't know that Xiao Yun's sword intention was condensed with eight thousand sword martial arts skills, and the concentration of sword intention reached an unprecedented level.

The sword intent condensed from the Eight Thousand Swords martial arts of the Way of Ten Thousand Swords could not withstand the true energy defense of the powerful Yuanling Realm warriors.

You must know that even in the divine source, Xiao Yun actually spent two hundred years to master the Eight Thousand Swordsmanship.

The surroundings of the noisy battlefield instantly became quiet, and many people froze.

Luo Yushang looked surprised.

Luo Tianming and others all had shocked expressions on their faces, and the Luo clan members who were still laughing at Xiao Yun all shut up now.

Lin Zun, who was standing on the high platform, couldn't help but frown, while Situ Feng's face darkened. As a sword cultivator, he felt the danger in Xiao Yun, which was enough to threaten his life.

His sword intention can actually penetrate the infuriating defense of a powerful person in the Yuanling Realm...

Situ Feng suddenly realized that Xiao Yun's sword intention was definitely far superior to his own. Even if his cultivation was far above Xiao Yun, he might not be Xiao Yun's opponent.

Suddenly, Situ Feng couldn't help but secretly feel lucky. Fortunately, Yi Wuyang, the unlucky guy, took action first, otherwise if he and Xiao Yun had a duel, he would probably fall into Xiao Yun's hands.

"Father, I underestimated him... His sword intention is terrifying, I need his sword intention..." Situ Feng said in a deep voice.

"I will make arrangements later." Lin Zun said indifferently.

He could naturally see that Situ Feng might not be able to match Xiao Yun even if he played. Since there was danger, he couldn't let his son take action.

This is the main building of Tianbao Building, and he is the chief manager of the first branch. It is not easy to deal with Xiao Yun. He only needs to arrange some people to join forces to deal with Xiao Yun in the next games. He will Do you believe that Xiao Yun can compete in a melee?

Suddenly, a terrifying aura swept out, and one person was seen rushing towards the fighting platform, and it was none other than Yi Zun.

"Wuyang, how are you..." Yi Zun quickly checked Yi Wuyang and froze when he saw Yi Wuyang's condition.

Yi Wuyang is dead...

Not to mention the Qi sea and foundation were destroyed, all the meridians in the body were cut off by the knife. Not only that, Yi Wuyang's crotch was even bloody and bloody, and it was also torn to pieces by the knife.

"You actually crippled my son..."

Yi Zun slowly raised his head, his voice was extremely sinister, his face was ferocious and twisted, his eyes were red, and tears were flowing down from his eyes.

Although Yi Zun has many children, only Yi Wuyang is his heart and soul. Because the method of cultivating demons has many restrictions, only Yi Wuyang can practice it, and Yi Wuyang is far more accomplished in the method of cultivating demons. to him.

For Yi Wuyang, Yi Zun placed all his hopes on Yi Wuyang, hoping that Yi Wuyang would surpass himself in the future and lead the Yi clan to glory.