Fight to Po: Emperor Yang

The morning light shines.

The breeze blows, and the lotus pond ripples.

The gauze curtains swayed and the wind chimes rang softly.

In the lotus pavilion, Wei Yang sat cross-legged barefoot with his eyes slightly closed.

He had a head of jet-black hair cascading down like a waterfall, and he was wearing a loose black robe embroidered with gold patterns. A few strands of hair on his cheeks were blown by the breeze, playfully caressing his face.

In the middle of the forehead, a black sun pattern appears and disappears from time to time.

He did not exude the slightest powerful aura, and his demeanor was extremely restrained. He looked like an ordinary mortal youth.

At first glance, it is hard to believe that this handsome young man with a domineering look between his brows could be the peerless evildoer who was once famous throughout the continent and is now a top powerful man.

The atmosphere seems very peaceful.

After a moment, Wei Yang's eyes slowly opened. Deep in his eyes, there seemed to be a ray of black flame flickering slightly, and then quickly disappeared.

He raised his head and looked outside the pavilion, at the sparkling water surface that was slightly wrinkled by the breeze.

Several lotus flowers are floating on the water, in full bloom.

"The spirit race was finally destroyed." He murmured in a low voice.

Emperor Hun Tian has started to target the eight ancient clans.

It is not far from the opening of Tushe Ancient Emperor's cave.

To be honest, Wei Yang actually admired and respected this guy Hun Tiandi in his heart.

He will do anything to achieve his goals and is ruthless enough to kill even his closest relatives. He is a true hero.

At least compared to that guy Gu Yuan, it's much better.

In this era, in the previous generation, there were not many strong people who could be noticed by Wei Yang, only two or three.

Xiao Xuan counts as one, Emperor Hun Tian counts as one, and Zhu Kun can barely be counted as one. As for Gu Yuan, haha, I really look down on him.

Wei Yang shook his head slightly, stood up, walked slowly out of the pavilion, stood on the corridor, held the railing with both hands, and looked into the distance.

almost.

The final great battle is about to come.

There was a hint of anticipation in his eyes. Since he came into this world, he had actually been silently waiting for this day to come.

In times of great contention, the strong will become stronger and the weak will perish.

Winner takes all, loser for Kou.

It has nothing to do with right or wrong, it’s just that the top position cannot accommodate too many people standing together.

The road to the summit is very narrow and cannot accommodate too many people passing through at the same time, so some people are bound to be eliminated.

"Although you and I have never met each other, we have different positions, so Emperor Hun Tian, ​​we are destined to be enemies."

“Sometimes, choice is far more important than hard work.”

“It’s crucial to stand on the right side.”

"In this time and space, the situation you face will become even more difficult. My appearance will tell you that hell has eighteen levels!"

"So you are destined to be a tragedy."

Wei Yang slowly tightened his grip on the railing.

Kakakka~

The railings made of high-grade wood could not bear the weight and began to crack slightly.

Feeling the vast power surging in his body, Wei Yang took a deep breath.

This feeling of power is so strong that it makes people intoxicated.

Three-star top fighting saint!

In just two short years, he has advanced from the peak of one star to the peak of three stars.

This speed is exaggerated for a Fighting Saint.

Possessing the blood of a lion and the flame of life and death, the strength of his body is far superior to that of the Dou Sheng at the same level.

As long as he has enough energy support, his strength will naturally increase rapidly.

In ancient times, the Qilin fed on thunder and fire. Now that its bloodline and the flame of life and death have been combined, it is even more incredible.

In addition to normal channels, all thunder, fire, including the essence of the sun, can become Wei Yang's growth resources.

Therefore, compared to the ascetic practice of ordinary people, he undoubtedly has a lot of innate advantages.

In this regard, let alone others, even Xiao Yan, who specializes in swallowing strange fire, is far inferior to him.

Therefore, Wei Yang could even proudly say, "What kind of cheat is this? I am the biggest cheat myself!"

If he were not Emperor Cheng, he would need the Emperor's Source Energy to complete the final step of sublimation and transformation of the essence of life. I'm afraid Emperor Cheng would not be able to stop Wei Yang.

Ok?

Wei Yang's eyes suddenly focused and he looked towards a certain direction deep in the back mountain. That was where Xiao Yan was in seclusion.

From there, he felt a surging and vast force like a volcano about to erupt.

This made him raise his lips, "Did it succeed?"

hum~

The space beside him was slightly distorted, and Yao Lao stepped out of it, stroking his beard with his hand, looking over there, and sighed: "Finally succeeded."

At this time.

boom!

The entire star realm suddenly began to tremble violently.

All the mountains began to tremble slightly as if they were hit by an earthquake.

"what happened?!"

This sudden change also alarmed many powerful people in Xingyun Pavilion. They all flew high into the sky and looked towards the depths of the mountain with shocked faces.

However, when they saw the location where the noise came from, they understood a little. They estimated that it was caused by Young Pavilion Master Xiao Yan.

And looking again, Master Yao and his disciple who were standing in the lotus pavilion, watching this scene with smiles on their faces, he felt even less worried.

That's right, with the Medicine Pavilion Master and Young Pavilion Master Wei in charge of the Star Realm, it is estimated that no outsider would dare to come here to cause trouble.

So, everyone was relieved and stared at the place where the noise came from with wide eyes.

Bang!

Deep in the back mountains of that star realm, a green mountain suddenly exploded.

In an instant, the huge mountain turned into rubble and powder in the sky under those astonished gazes.

At the same time, a huge purple-brown flame with a faint white color at the end, like the fire of annihilation, swept out from the deep mountains.

Finally, it turned into rolling waves of fire, sweeping up and spreading rapidly towards the sky.

The sea of ​​fire was surging. A familiar figure was looming and walking in the sea of ​​fire, like a god controlling fire between heaven and earth.

A overwhelming aura filled with intense pressure spread out like lightning, filling the entire star realm.

Feeling this majestic aura, all the powerful men floating in the sky suddenly stiffened their bodies, and a strong feeling of horror surged onto their faces.

This kind of pressure.

It’s the Fighting Saint!

Wei Yang and Yao Lao could not help but be speechless.

"This kid, just come out of the quarantine, look at the noise he's making." Wei Yang complained.

"After all, he has become a saint, so naturally he has to show off his power to feel happy." Yao Lao stroked his beard and smiled, his voice full of relief.

The second disciple has also become a saint!

From today on, the three of them, the master and his disciples, are all Fighting Saints.

This is destined to become a good story in the history of the mainland.

He, Yao Chen, has no regrets at all for being able to teach two such outstanding disciples in his life.

Soon, Yao Lao looked smug, but also somewhat helpless as he laughed and scolded: "However, this brat is also reckless. He just wanted to come out of retreat, but he had to destroy a good mountain."

"Teacher, you are too stingy." Wei Yang said with a smile: "After all, I have become a saint. Are you reluctant to destroy your mountain? If others tell others, aren't you afraid of being laughed at?"

"Hahaha~" Upon hearing this, Yao Lao couldn't help but burst into laughter.

That laughter seemed extremely joyful.

He, Yao Chen, has finally made it through today.

In the future, it is destined to leave a strong mark in ancient books.