Peerless Martial God's Rebirth

Chapter 1666

There is a gentle slope outside the Cloud City. The gentle slope is full of monks. There are many people who have no place to stand, so they have to stand in a bad place in the distance.

Opposite the gentle slope is a flat land, and there is a bluestone in the middle of the flat land.

A long knife is inserted beside the bluestone.

A young man sat cross legged on the bluestone, his thick dark hair floating in the wind.

The young man closed his eyes slightly as if he were calm, and ignored the chaos and noise of the outside world.

"Yang Xingzhu's attitude is admirable. I can't imagine that in the face of a Saint King and strong man, Yang Xingzhu is so indifferent. He is worthy of being a legend who has seen the universe." an old monk praised him.

"Not necessarily, there are many strong people who have entered the universe, and not many can have the bearing of Yang Xingzhu. Take the manwang and the demon king who returned to tianwu a few years ago. They don't have the bearing of Yang Xingzhu when they are in the state of cultivation." another friar retorted.

"That's natural, and I don't look who Yang Shao is! Stamp your foot, and the sky will tremble three times. I really think it's blowing!" said Ma Jing triumphantly.

In their opinion, Yang Shao can easily win in the face of any opponent.

Dare to challenge Yang Shao is no different from looking for death.

There are also many people worried about Yang Teng. After all, all the ancient saints of tianwu are not the opponents of this holy king. Can Yang Teng do it!

"Coming!" there was a sudden strong pressure in the void. Someone exclaimed. Such a strong pressure must be the holy king and the strong one.

Yang Teng immediately felt the pressure and opened his eyes to look at the source of the pressure.

As soon as he floated down from the bluestone, he raised his hand and held the Tianhuang Dao tightly in his hand.

"Hahaha! I thought you were afraid and hid. It seems that I underestimated you. I'm worthy of being the descendant of the great emperor. I'm really brave!" a wild laugh came from the void.

The sound was like thunder, and the sky echoed with the sound. The monks on the gentle slope felt depressed and breathed a little hard.

Yang Teng stared at the void, and a monk in purple appeared in the void.

I saw the man in purple with his hands down and a proud look. He looked at Yang Teng on the ground and then changed into a disdainful expression.

This is the man in purple!

Many ancient saints showed a gnashing of teeth, although the man in purple showed mercy and didn't take their lives. But they beat them with two or three moves, which is a great humiliation that they can't forget in their life.

Life can fail.

But the defeat was so simple that there was no power to fight back.

The other party's cultivation level is only one level higher than them. Is the gap so big?

Some strong people even began to doubt life. They practiced for thousands of years and dreamed of leaving tianwu all day. If the strong people in the universe are so strong, how can they survive in the universe.

Of course, some people are unconvinced and want to be angry and strong.

They don't believe it or are unwilling. They are determined to show their strongest side and show their style in the universe.

Yang Teng's semi saints dare to challenge this holy king. What reason do they have to give up.

"You say your master is the emperor, but I'm very curious. Who is your master? It won't be the wrong son of a prospective emperor. Dare you speak wildly and call yourself the emperor!"

Yang Teng's contemptuous tone made the holy king and strong man angry.

Obviously, he is the strong one. He stands at a higher height. How can he look like Yang Teng is the strong one? He is just a challenger.

"Yang Teng! How can the emperor allow you to be despised by a yellow mouthed child! What are you!" the holy king was furious. This hateful Yang Teng put his position so high.

"Then I'd like to know what your master is! Don't you dare not say your true identity? It won't be fake." Yang Teng laughed: "as we all know, the nearest emperor also lived a million years ago. Other emperors lived a longer time. How can future generations stay in the world!"

Living for millions of years, I really think I'm the emperor!

Everyone else reacted.

Yes, Lord Yang Xingzhu asked a good question. The so-called emperor must be a fake!

"Hum! You won't understand what you don't know. The emperor is the posthumous son of Emperor Zhou Tian. Do you know the Emperor Zhou Tian!" said the emperor proudly.

Zhou Tiandi? Yang Teng said he didn't know at all. It was the first time he heard the name of Zhou Tiandi.

"Bang!" the void in the distance suddenly trembled slightly.

The strong man of the holy King seemed to be aware of it and looked at the trembling position. Through the exploration of divine consciousness, he did not detect any clue.

Yang Teng felt that the void tremor may have been caused by the emperor of the wilderness.

It seems that this Zhou Tiandi must have been a great man in the universe, otherwise he would not have heard the name of Zhou Tiandi, and Tianhuang emperor would have reacted.

Since he is a posthumous son, it shows that Emperor Zhou has fallen, not among the ten emperors Yang Teng has seen.

Through the words of the holy king and the strong, Yang Teng instantly analyzed so many situations and breathed a sigh of relief.

The fall of Emperor Zhou is the best. Without the protection of the great emperor, Yang Teng really doesn't regard the emperor as an opponent.

I'm afraid of being covered by the great emperor. Just like him, once there is a strong enemy, the great emperor will not turn a blind eye.

A great emperor who has fallen for millions of years can still turn the sky!

Yang Teng didn't want to explore why the emperor lived for millions of years. He smiled at the holy king and strong man in front of him: "how old am I to be the emperor, but that's it!"

"He dares to send you such a dirty thing to challenge me. He doesn't take me Yang Teng seriously. In that case, let your arrogant master have a good look at how his subordinates are disgraced!"

Yang Teng raised his Tianhuang knife and made a provocative gesture to the other party.

"Yang Teng! You're dead today! How can my master treat you as an opponent! It's our subordinates' duty to share our worries for the master. I'll get rid of you for the master today!" the strong man of the holy King burst out with a shout and a punch.

This guy doesn't pay attention to the style of a strong man. He actually took the first step against the semi holy friar Yang Teng.

"Shameless! At least it's also a holy king and a strong man. How can you do it first!" friar tianwu scolded.

Yang Teng doesn't think so. This is different from the competition. There's no need to pay attention to the so-called demeanor. Defeating the opponent is the ultimate goal.

"Come on!" Yang Teng screamed. He shook his body and showed the infinite step of heaven under his feet, stretching his body method to the limit.

He didn't dare to resist the opponent's attack. It was no different from looking for death.

The achievements of this closed door practice are fully displayed at this moment. Yang Teng applies the power of the field and the power of the road to his feet at the same time.

Although this is not an attack, it still shows unparalleled power.

Countless pairs of eyes on the ground stared at Yang Teng. Only those who were strong in the realm of ancient saints could see Yang Teng's figure, but they couldn't see how Yang Teng avoided the blow of the strong Saint King.

As for the others, I only saw a blur, and I couldn't see Yang Teng at all.

"Boom!" the strong man of the holy King punched into the air, and the shock wave made a rumbling sound and spread far away.

In the distance, a mountain was razed to the ground and the river was cut back!

Countless people made the sound of sucking air-conditioning backwards.

They can do this with one blow, but one thing, the holy king and strong man is so far away, but the attack wave has such power.

What shocked them even more was that Yang Xingzhu successfully avoided the opponent's attack!

Those ancient saints and strong men admired in their hearts, but also clearly realized the gap between themselves and Yang Teng.

They dare not say that they can escape the attack of the holy king and the strong so easily.

Although the strong man of the divine king expected in advance that Yang Teng could not be so vulnerable, he really saw the ease of Yang Teng's avoidance, and his surprise was still hard to hide in his heart, which was directly reflected on his face.

Dodging the opponent's strong blow, Yang Teng turned on the mockery skill again and shouted at the opponent: "I said, man, you can't do this. With this ability, you have the face to challenge me!"

"Yang Teng! You've angered me!" the holy king and strong man was so despised. His face was as heavy as water. He was really angry.

Yang Teng glanced, "I have no other ability, but I'm not pleasant. For more than 200 years, I don't know how many people have been angered by me. In the end, I still live well! I have the ability to do it, don't talk nonsense!"

Many strong people in the audience will smile. Lord Yang Xingzhu is really capable of provoking strong people.

"Come again!" the strong man of the holy King calmed down. Even if he was provoked, the strong man of such a realm would quickly adjust his mood and instantly enter the state of battle.

"Come on, I'm afraid you won't!" Yang Teng burst and cut it out with a knife at the same time.

Being beaten passively has never been Yang Teng's character.

There is no doubt that the shot is the strongest killing move.

The dazzling moon rises in front of the holy king and the strong.

The strong man of the holy King trembled. In Yang Teng's knife, he felt a crisis.

"Lord Yang is strong again!" Lei Mingyuan exclaimed.

He fought with Yang Teng a few years ago. At that time, he could compete with Yang Teng.

After a few years of no fight, Yang Teng is still a semi saint.

But the power of this knife shocked Lei Ming. He had an illusion that if he faced this knife, he could not find any possibility of confrontation except to admit defeat.

The tianwu friars are excited. Lord Yang Xingzhu shows such super combat effectiveness. Maybe it is really possible to defeat the holy king.

"You are strong! Beyond my expectation!" in the face of the exploding moon, the Saint King's strong man didn't dodge, but blew out countless fists.

"But it's not enough. You're still a little worse in front of me!"

"Boom!" a burst, and the friars familiar with Yang Teng's cutting know that there will be countless bright spot attacks next.

However, the bright spots they expected did not appear.

The moon was shattered by the violent fist of the king!

Before the power of one knife cut really burst out, this move was broken by the strong man of the holy king.

The monks on the ground were stunned.

Is this holy King strong enough that no one can defeat the enemy!

"Poof!" Yang Teng spat blood.