Di Yu turned his head and looked at the old man with a young face and hair. He said with a blank expression: "Old Feng, I have also heard about some things after I left the customs. At the ancient martial arts conference, your Fengtian Holy Land was also a great loss at the hands of Ye Junlang. Although the Xuanyuan lineage is a branch of my imperial clan, it cannot be humiliated. The ancient martial arts conference of the Fengtian Holy Land was repeatedly humiliated by Ye Junlang. He heard that in the capital, Ye Junlang even killed a great saint from your Fengtian Holy Land. Is Feng Shen swallowing his anger?"

The old man who is called Feng Lao is the ancestor of Feng Tian Holy Land.

Judging from the aura that spread out from the ancestor Fengtian himself, he had already broken through the realm of God and was a real powerhouse in the realm of God and was a real powerhouse in the realm of God.

After reaching the level of the Ancestor Fengtian, he would certainly not be so angry by Di Yu's words. He said in a calm tone: "If Xuanyuan Yanhuang can defeat or even kill Ye Junlang in the battle, then such a useless person, my Fengtian Holy Land will naturally be worse than in my eyes. On the contrary...hehe, let's talk about what happened later."

The words of the ancestor Fengtian were meaningful. If Ye Junlang was defeated in this battle, the Holy Land of Fengtian would not bother to care about a useless person; on the other hand, if Xuanyuan Yanhuang was defeated in the battle, the face of the imperial clan would be lost.

"This son has the fate of the Qinglong, and the Nine Yang Qi and Blood are accumulating to nourish the body. Even though he has not reached the level of the Great Saint Realm, his combat power is probably beyond imagination."

An old man in black who had originally sat quietly closed his eyes and spoke. His face was thin, but he looked angular, with a sharp aura on his body, like a gun, a spear with endless power to destroy disasters.

Di Yu and the ancestor Fengtian looked at the old man, but they did not speak.

Of course, they [Liangcheng    www.lcds.info] knew the identity of this old man - Li Sheng, the acting leader of the Holy Dragon Pavilion, and now he has broken the realm and mastered the gods.

In addition, on the left side of the room, there was a Western man who could not tell his true age. He was wearing a black gold-edged robe, and a sacred breath was released on his whole body.

This is actually the Lord of God, the Lord of God from the Heaven of Gods!

Next to the Lord of God, there was an ancient Buddha with an extremely haggard face. His eyes were slightly closed, his hands were holding Buddhist beads, and the corners of his mouth were twitching, as if he was chanting sutras silently. This was the Maya Ancient Buddha from the ancient Buddha Sect.

In addition, there is an old man with a burly body and bronze skin. He looked very old last year, but the aura he emitted was extremely prosperous, filled with the murderous aura of blood and fire, like a war god bathed in iron-blooded war.

He is the contemporary temple master from the Temple of War God and the Temple of War God!

Everyone in this room has reached the realm of enlightenment. They gathered together, as if they had formed a constraint between each other and achieved a balanced effect.

"This battle has begun!"

At this time, the ancestor Fengtian suddenly spoke.

Immediately, one after another looked at the arena involuntarily.

Even the Maya Ancient Buddha, who had been silently reciting scriptures, had his eyes full of vicissitudes and had infinite wisdom, and he opened his eyes and looked towards the arena.

Di Yu's eyes also focused, with a little sharpness in his eyes.

Although Xuanyuan Yanhuang belongs to the side branch of the imperial clan, it is still the imperial clan, and it also represents the face of the imperial clan.

In addition, Xuanyuan Yanhuang awakened the Emperor's blood, and his own bloodline is also very strong among the imperial clan lineage and a disciple worthy of cultivation.

Invisibly, Di Yu was also very concerned about the result of this battle, hoping that Xuanyuan Yanhuang could win glory for the imperial clan.

...

Fighting on the arena.

With the order of the referee in the field, the battle between Ye Junlang and Xuanyuan Yanhuang officially began.

Xuanyuan Yan Huangdi's blood burst out, his black hair flew, and a powerful pressure from the Great Saint Realm was spreading, crushing Ye Junlang with an unparalleled aura. This was his own Great Saint Realm's pressure, which was invisibly like a surging undercurrent, sweeping and swallowing towards the area where Ye Junlang was.

Ye Junlang's eyes sank, his Nine Yang Qi and Blood were already exploding, and he evolved into a gravity field, isolating the pressure momentum that Xuanyuan Yanhuang swept over.

"Xuanyuan Emperor's Fist!"

Xuanyuan Yanhuang had a strong fighting spirit in his eyes, and a murderous intent was surging. He activated the powerful boxing Tao inherited by the Xuanyuan family and took the lead in launching an attack and killing force.

boom!

With a punch, the power of the Great Saint was sweeping over, and there was an extremely powerful force of emperor blood, which made this punch show the supreme power of the emperor dominate the world, just like an emperor coming in person to dominate the world!

Ye Junlang's face was slightly awe-inspiring. Although Xuanyuan Yanhuang was in the perfect state of the first level of the Great Saint Realm, based on his powerful bloodline, the combat power he showed was far beyond that of the ordinary first level of the Great Saint Realm, and he had an invincible aura at the same level.

"The fist breaks the mountains and rivers!"

Ye Junlang shouted coldly, and the power of the original Qinglong boiled, and the supreme force of the Qinglong burst out in full swing along his fist, urging the fist of the Jiuxiao Shanhe Fist to strike forward.

Ye Junlang is going to fight against Xuanyuan Yanhuang head-on, so as to weigh the combat power of Xuanyuan Yanhuang.

Bang!

The two of them bombarded the void. As the fists collided, a terrifying and powerful storm burst out, sweeping in all directions.

With a punch, Ye Junlang's body remained motionless. He looked at Xuanyuan Yanhuang indifferently and said, "You have only this little strength? With this little strength, I want to die?"

Xuanyuan Yanhuang's eyes flashed with a sense of rage. Even if he didn't use all his strength to the punch just now, his martial arts realm was higher than Ye Junlang.

Ye Junlang was able to take over his punch so easily, which made him feel uncomfortable, and he felt an indescribable sense of resentment.

"This is just the beginning! I want you to repay the blood feud of the Xuanyuan family!"

Xuanyuan Yanhuang spoke word by word, her eyes turned red, and the anger and killing intention reached its peak.

"Blood hatred? Fuck your mother's blood hatred! I didn't even say anything, what qualifications do you have to mention? Want to kill me? Want to bring your life!"

Ye Junlang shouted coldly, and a little bit of blue-gold glow filled his body. A green dragon aura was spreading, and the rolling qi and blood were surging like the sun. The evolved gravity field moved the power of the heaven and earth, demonstrating a power that was invincible to me.

"The Fighting Words!"

Ye Junlang spoke in a low voice, and he activated the fist mark of the character "Fighting". His fighting spirit and fighting spirit activate the strongest realm, and the momentum of fighting against the sky and the earth was revealed.

"Fist transforms into Nine Yang!"
Chapter completed!