Master of Beasts

Chapter 1702: Dayanzong

The huge spiritual power palm patted it, the surrounding space cracked and cracked, the earth collapsed, and surging spiritual power fluctuations swept all directions.

Quasi emperor?

Xiao Yang narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Mother, you are here, save me!" Bai Ling was ecstatic.

Bai Yi's eyes were still cold, as if he had expected it.

Holding Xiao Rou's arm, Xiao Yang quickly backed away.

There was a bang.

The earthquake trembled.

The palm of the hand that was photographed collapsed into an abyss of ten thousand feet. This abyss was like a palm, and it was so profound that you could not see the bottom at a glance. The entire city of seven flames was silent at this time.

"Die me!"

With a vicious cry, a figure rushed down, Xiao Yang expressionless, slapped a palm with his backhand, and slapped him back again and again.

This was a woman in a golden robe. She stared at Xiao Yang viciously, her eyes like a snake.

"It's a bit capable to be able to slap back the same-level spirit virtual with one palm."

A faint laughter spread from the sky above, Xiao Yang squinted his eyes, flashing Xiao Rou quickly, and his thick fingers kept falling.

At the same time, a huge giant shadow slowly descended, the expression on his face was neither joy nor sadness.

The symbol of Dayanzong, Shenyanxiang!

"Uncle!"

Seeing the young man on Shen Yanxiang's shoulder, Bai Ling was overjoyed.

Sect Master of Dayan Sect, Patriarch!

"Bai Yi, you are the ninth-order Lingxu, and you also own the Thunder Guangming King, one of the eight wild beasts. Even if you have the power of a battle against the quasi-emperor, how can you let Ling'er be captured? What are you doing to eat! "The Jinpao woman scolded her head and face, with a stern attitude, and she didn't save Bai Yi any face.

"Sister, what's the use of you blaming Bai Yi for this."

The ancestor looked at Xiao Yang and smiled and said, "I heard that you are a descendant of Lord Longdi? I have always admired Lord Longdi. Ling'er has made a mistake first. After I return, I must strictly discipline him. I don't know. Can you let her go?"

"What you look like is not what you should be pleading with." Xiao Yang said calmly.

"What does this mean?" Zuxiang still smiled.

"If you really want to beg for mercy, then you won't attack me first, and then the palm prints of Dayan's Eight Desolate Palms will be all around me." Xiao Yang's faint voice came.

"You could detect my hidden offensive, and you really didn't disappoint me."

After clapping his hands, the ancestor smiled and said: "Xiao Yang, I still understand the truth that a thin and dead camel is bigger than a horse. This sect master does not want to mix up the grievances between you and the Bai family, but what flows in Linger's body is my Dayan. Zongs blood, you let her go now, and we cancel it all, how about?"

Hearing this, Bai Yi's eyes were slightly cold.

Zuxiang, the **** fellow, still looks down on him as always, even Zu Zhao next to him, usually arrogant to him, never give him the slightest face.

If it weren't for the collapse of the Xiao family, and he desperately needs a backing, he wouldn't be so angry.

"You better leave now."

Xiao Yang calmly looked at the ancestor: "Bai Ling insulted my aunt. I must take her fate. If Dayanzong insists on blocking, from now on, there will be no Dayanzong in Dizhou."

Everyone's hearts trembled a few times uncontrollably.

Although Dayanzong cannot be compared with the nine great emperors, it also has a certain weight in the emperor state, and the ancestor Xiangqi is ranked third among all the quasi-emperor powerhouses.

Where is Xiao Yang's confidence to say that there is no Dayan Sect today?

"Your tone is too big." Zuxiang's eyes were cold.

If it were the former Xiao family member, he would definitely not dare to do this.

But the Xiao family now?

No fart!

He doesn't directly attack the killer, he has already given face.

"You can try." Xiao Yang said lightly.

"Kill him, kill him!" Zu Zhao yelled like a shrew. The hair that was shaken by Xiao Yang's palm just now fell off.

"Boy, you don't know how to promote."

The ancestor's eyes were filled with chill: "If this is the case, let me teach you a lesson, so that you don't know the heights of the sky and shame the former Xiao family."

The word once was bitten by the ancestor.

His meaning is obvious.

Today's Xiao family is no longer in the past.

"Little beast, even if you kneel down and beg for mercy now, it's useless!" Zu Zhao yelled viciously.

"boom!"

Accompanied by the rumbling sound, Shen Yanxiang slowly lifted into the air, tens of thousands of arms stretched out from both sides of it like a peacock opening a screen.

Spiritual skills, Wanxiang palm!

"Suppression." Zuxiang looked cold.

He can stand out among hundreds of quasi emperors, both strength and scheming are indispensable, he will not kill Xiao Yang, only intends to give a severe lesson.

In this way, even if the Dongchuang incident happened in the future, he still had reason to shirk.

No one can find an excuse to kill him.

"Grandpa, your choice is wrong."

Ten thousand palm prints whizzed out, and Xiao Yang's eyes didn't have the slightest panic, only calmness.

"Where did I go wrong?"

The grandparents smiled.

"Your little cleverness, in my opinion, is stupid."

Xiao Yang stood on the spot, his palm prints all over the sky, less than a hundred feet away from his body.

"I'm dying, and I dare to be tough." Zu Zhao sneered.

Seeing the first palm print, it was about to hit Xiao Yang.

"Huh!"

A sharp silver knife flew from the sky, and in the whistling, it changed into a huge cross shape, and it turned quickly in the sky above Xiao.

The fallen palm prints were torn apart.

"Who!" Ancestor's face changed slightly.

"Snapped!"

Grasping the cross-shaped silver knife, Qiu Qianbian fell in front of Xiao Yang, and the figures of Fang Zhenluo and Sen Han descended at the same time, looking cold.

The three quasi-emperor-level fluctuations forced the gods back a few steps.

"Qiu Qianbian?"

"Fang Zhenluo?"

"Sen Han?"

There was an uproar everywhere~~ These three people were not the guardians of the Elemental Gate. I heard that the Elemental Gate moved to the Tianyu battlefield a long time ago, not talking about the battle of the Emperors of the Emperors.

Today, how can it appear here.

Moreover, is it still helping Xiao Yang?

"Young Master, you have accounted for our business, and we have done it." Qiu Qianbian stared at the ancestor closely, the coldness in his eyes made the latter feel cold.

"His name is Xiaoyang Young Master? How could it be! When is the Elemental Gate..." The pupils of the ancestors suddenly shrank together, a bad premonition spontaneously arose.

The Xiao family was indeed driven out of Dizhou 40 years ago like a lost dog.

The nine heavenly veins are even more fragmented.

In recent decades, it has never appeared.

but

but

"Tianyu Battlefield!" Zuxiang and Bai Yi glanced at each other, and both discovered the horror in each other's eyes.

Bai Yanluo and others don't know the life or death.

The three guardians of the Elemental Gate surrendered to Xiao Yang.

"Could it be that the Xiao family who had escaped the siege of the year are all on the battlefield of heaven?" Bai Yi looked at Qiu Qianbian and the three men in horror. His guess seemed to be the reality.

"What about the three major guardians of the Elemental Gate? I am the third emperor of Dizhou. They may not kill me when the three of them go together. Besides, I didn't treat Xiao Yang as well. They would definitely weigh the pros and cons." Zuxiang Calm down, with a smile on his face, ready to say something beautiful to retreat.

At this time.

"Boom!"

The brilliant light wheel of time crashed to the ground, and the hour hand and hourglass moved together, and the time within a million miles seemed to be stagnant at this time.

"Why is this light wheel familiar?"

The ancestor's heart suddenly tightened: "The King of Time?"

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