Fight to Po: Emperor Yang

"how?"

Wei Yang raised his head, black flames and thunder dancing in his eyes, like two black suns shining.

snort!

Just by looking at each other, the skinny old man couldn't help but snorted softly, took two steps back, and even looked away, not daring to look at each other again.

There was dead silence in the field.

"Don't be so presumptuous, it's useless." Wei Yang retracted his burning gaze and said calmly: "Also, come down a bit, don't stand so high, what are you trying to show off? I don't like looking up when talking to people."

Hearing this, the skinny old man's chest seemed to rise and fall several times. Then, in full view of everyone, he obediently landed with his men and stood on the ground.

"Not a bad attitude, that's right." Wei Yang nodded, "What's your name?"

The skinny old man raised his hand, opened his cloak, revealing a dry old face, and slowly said: "I am Qiong Tianzun."

"Oh." Wei Yang nodded, and then asked casually, "Your Soul Palace seems to be short of manpower recently? Knowing that I was here, your Palace Master sent the five of you to cause trouble for me?"

Upon hearing this, Qiong Tianzun's eyes condensed, and the black mist around his body surged violently. He said in a deep voice: "Wei Yang, the Palace Master sent me here this time for another reason. I didn't come here for you, nor do I want to snatch the so-called Heaven-level fighting skills from you."

Uh.

Hearing this, everyone looked at each other.

Some people almost couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Many people heard the underlying meaning of Qiong Tianzun's words.

What I'm actually saying is: Wei Yang, I'm not here for you this time, and I won't compete with you for that heavenly fighting skill, so don't bother me. In short, let's just keep to ourselves.

Soul Palace, give in.

"Is that so? That's what I said." Wei Yang seemed to suddenly realize, and then said with some disappointment: "I thought you were here to cause trouble for me. I'm fully prepared."

Qiong Tianzun's dry face trembled.

Who the hell has nothing to do after eating and wants to cause trouble for you!

Isn’t it good to be alive?

He took a deep breath and said nothing.

Seeing this, Wei Yang withdrew his gaze with some disinterest, curled his lips, and ignored it.

Seeing this, Qiong Tianzun had a blank expression on his face, but he was actually very relieved in his heart.

The reason why he chose such an arrogant way of appearance just now was to intimidate Wei Yang and make the other party unable to figure out his background. Unexpectedly, this guy finally set his sights on him.

Just now, he thought he was going to die.

But fortunately, Wei Yang just said a few words casually and seemed to have lost interest in me?

Qiong Tianzun felt a bit complicated at this moment. He felt fortunate but also as if he was insulted.

Fortunately, Wei Yang was not interested in me.

What he felt insulted about was that the other party had no interest in him. After all, he was the Heavenly Master of the Soul Palace. That guy!

Qiong Tianzun said nothing, walked to the side with his men, and stood in a place far away from Wei Yang.

Everyone looked at all this in astonishment, feeling that it was a little unreal.

Once upon a time, the people of the Soul Palace were so...

Many people looked at the strange and domineering figure and couldn't help but gasp, their hearts were shocked.

It seems that this person is much more terrifying than I imagined!

After all, even the Heavenly Master of the Soul Palace chose to bow his head in public and did not dare to provoke.

This kind of thing is very rare.

At the side, Tang Zhen was also looking at it in astonishment, his heart was quite shocked.

This young man is indeed not simple!

"Brother Wei?" Xiao Yan took two steps closer and while transmitting his voice, he glanced coldly in the direction of the Soul Palace people.

"They are just a few small fry, there is no need to pay attention to them." Wei Yang said calmly: "Focus on the Fighting Saint's skeleton, as for the people from the Soul Palace, we will talk about it when we have time."

"Yeah." Xiao Yan nodded and said no more.

He naturally knows what is more important.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Under the gaze of many eyes.

The light around the balls of light suspended in the air above the hall was becoming increasingly dim.

"The seal is about to disappear!" Wei Yang suddenly spoke softly.

As his voice fell, the ten balls of light suddenly trembled violently.

Bang!

Immediately, a dazzling light burst out.

And in this strong light, the scroll inside also turned into streams of light at this moment, rushing out from the light ball in all directions.

The whole hall was boiling in an instant.

boom!

The originally quiet and tense hall, at this moment, was like a calm lake that was suddenly thrown with a huge rock.

Almost in an instant, the whole hall exploded and boiled.

咻咻 咻 ~

The seal of the ball of light disappeared, and the ten scrolls of different colors wrapped in it turned into streams of light and rushed out from it.

Looking through the flowing light wrapped around the scroll, one can faintly see that there is an extremely ancient aura emanating from the scroll.

This caused the eyes of many strong men to turn blood red at this moment, and their breathing became heavier.

"The Heaven-level fighting skill has been born!"

"on!"

"The Heaven-level fighting skills are among them, hurry up and grab them!"

Ten streams of light swept in all directions. After a brief moment of silence in the hall, screams suddenly rang out.

Soon, there were bang bang bang sounds, and powerful fighting spirit burst out simultaneously from the hall.

Figures, like locusts, rushed towards the scrolls wrapped in flowing light without regard for their lives.

During this process, some people couldn't help but start fighting each other.

"Go away!"

boom!

Of course, these are only relatively rare cases at present, and most people are still targeting the scrolls directly.

Facing the obstruction of many powerful men, the ten streams of light seemed to have their own intelligence. While flying, they would automatically turn and dodge, avoiding all the grabbing hands.

Soon, the scene began to become chaotic.

boom! boom! boom!

In the air, numerous figures were moving towards each other, and the sound of fighting could be heard continuously in the air.

Immediately afterwards, one figure after another was seen spitting blood and falling, and finally crashing heavily on the ground in the hall.

The low, muffled sound made many people tremble with fear.

Those crazy guys seem to be trying to kill people!

At the same time, no one noticed that the dozen or so gray-white stone puppets surrounding the stone base suddenly opened their eyes that had been closed for countless years.

Suddenly, a strong aura of murderous intent emanated from these stone puppets.

Amidst such chaos, there were still some people in the hall who appeared quite calm. They still stood where they were without moving.

They watched coldly as the situation in mid-air began to completely get out of control.

"Zi Yan, don't do anything yet." Xiao Yan's face was a little solemn. He stretched out his hand to hold down Zi Yan who was about to make a move, and said in a deep voice.

"If we go again later, all the tickets will be sold out." Zi Yan said.

"Why are you in such a hurry? Whoever grabs it first will become the target of public criticism." Xiao Yan said, "With so many people here, a single palm strike from any of them would be enough to submerge your small body."

"Oh." Zi Yan's neck shrank in fear at these words.

Tang Zhen on the side also nodded slightly and stopped those powerful men in Fenyan Valley who were also ready to make a move.

Then, he stared at the light that was running around in the air amidst the blockade of many powerful warriors, and asked softly, "Mr. Wei, friend Xiao Yan, can you tell now which scroll is the Heaven-level fighting skill?"

Wei Yang shook his head and said nothing.

“I can’t tell, but these ten scrolls are not ordinary things. I can even say that they are the highest-level fighting skills or techniques that I have seen in these years!”

“It is obvious that some tricks have been applied to the surface of these scrolls. If you don’t hold them in your hands and examine them carefully, it is difficult to distinguish their specific details based on perception alone.” Xiao Yan also shook his head and said.

In his perception, these ten streams of light all contained an extremely strong and strange energy.

I believe the level of these fighting skills or techniques must not be too low.

According to his guess, among the martial arts and fighting skills he had learned, excluding the Burning Technique, the only ones that could be comparable to these scrolls might be the Nine Dragons Fire Controlling Technique and the Emperor Seal Technique.

Obviously, the fighting skills or techniques represented by these scrolls are not much weaker than the quasi-heavenly level!

In other words, these ten scrolls are at least at the high earth level, or even at the quasi-heaven level!