Eternal Demon Lord

Chapter 1522 Yang Xuan's Strength

"This is not a threat, but a warning. If it is not necessary, the old man is not willing to kill."

Han Wuji stood with his hands behind his back, his expression indifferent, he couldn't believe that Patriarch Yuhua would dare to continue to protect Yang Xuan after he had said so much.

If Patriarch Yuhua really wanted to be stubborn and determined to keep Yang Xuan, then he wouldn't mind being a villain again, obliterating Patriarch Yuhua, and bloodbathed the Yuhua Gate by the way.

As long as he can get the Great Desolation Art, even if he is criticized and ruined afterwards, he will not hesitate.

In the world of Immortal Dao, everything depends on strength, even if others despise his behavior, they only dare to gossip behind his back.

He is the elder of the ancient god Han family, a real high-ranking immortal king, with a respected status and a high level of cultivation, with the support of the gods behind him, who would dare to say anything about him in person?

Throughout the ages, their clan of gods has always been the overlord of the Immortal Realm. They dare not disobey their orders forever. Those who dare to confront their gods are destined to end badly.

Back then, the Underworld Demon Emperor, who was known as the first emperor of the ancient times, was all killed by their gods.

Although that battle caused their Celestial Clan to lose a God Lord and several Protoss Saints, after so many years of recuperation, their Celestial Clan has already recovered their vitality.

"Is there really no room for negotiation on this matter?"

Patriarch Yuhua looked at Han Wuji and asked while holding back his anger.

As the ancestor of the Yuhua Sect, No. 1 in the Real Martial Immortal Domain, the ancestors of the Yuhua Sect did not have their hole cards, but that was the foundation of their Yuhua Sect's long-term existence, and they should not be acted rashly.

"No, the old man must take this son away. If anyone dares to stop the old man, the old man will kill him, and he will never be soft."

Han Wuji pointed at Yang Xuan, and responded coldly, fully demonstrating the arrogance of the Protoss.

The crowd gasped and broke into a cold sweat secretly for Yang Xuan. Being targeted by such an unreasonable, cruel and ruthless god-clan fairy king like Han Wuji, Yang Xuan seemed to be dying soon.

Han Wuji wanted to kill Yang Xuan, and anyone with a discerning eye knew that, as for Yang Xuan's Great Wilderness Art, it would surely fall into Han Wuji's hands and eventually be obtained by the gods.

The God Clan is already strong, if they get the Huangtian Emperor's Great Desolation Art again, it will undoubtedly be even more powerful for the God Clan, and the God Clan will definitely dominate for a generation in the future.

"Junior, you have to go if you go, or you have to go if you don't go, there is no other choice."

Han Wuji quickly snorted at Yang Xuan again.

"Li Daofeng Li Daoyou, I, a disciple of the Yuhuamen, have this incident happen on your territory, you, the lord of the city, are you planning to continue watching the show like this?"

Patriarch Yuhua yelled angrily, and suddenly aimed at Li Daofeng who was standing beside Li Minghua.

As the lord of Piaomiao Xiancheng, Li Daofeng should come out to uphold justice.

Li Daofeng smiled wryly, and he had no choice but to stand up and stand up. He cupped his hands at Han Wuji who was above him, "Li Daofeng has seen the Immortal King Wuji, I wonder if the Immortal King can sell Li Mou and my ancestors of the Li family. Lin Feng dies."

If Yang Xuan could be saved, Li Daofeng would naturally not mind letting the ancestor Yuhua owe him a favor, but unfortunately, it is almost impossible to ask for someone from Han Wuji's subordinates.

"Did the old man say he was going to kill this son?"

Han Wuji looked at Yang Xuan, then at Li Daofeng, with a little coldness on his face.

Li Daofeng is the lord of Piaomiao Immortal City, and the ancestor of the Li family is an ancient immortal king who came out of the Taoist gate, but whether it is the ancestor of the Li family, Piaomiao Immortal King, or the ancestor of Yuhua Sect, Yuhua Immortal King, all of them have long been destroyed. , don't care about it at all.

On the contrary, the large defense formation of Piaomiao Xiancheng made Han Wuji a little afraid, but that's all. If Li Daofeng was really a smart person, he would never act rashly.

After all, the Celestial God Clan is obviously too huge for Piaomiao Xiancheng, and it is definitely not Li Daofeng who dares to offend.

"This……"

Li Daofeng hesitated to speak, but Han Wuji insisted on taking Yang Xuan away, he really didn't dare to stop him.

Their Li family, which has been passed down from generation to generation since the ancient times, is a true Taoist family, and the Li family has always pursued inaction and defense first.

It can be said that as long as Han Wuji doesn't take action against Piaomiao Xiancheng and his Li family, then he can only choose to be wise and protect himself.

"My son, my God Clan is about to be settled. If City Lord Li doesn't want the Piaomiao Immortal City's ten-year foundation to be destroyed, please don't intervene."

Compared with Han Wuji, Han Daosheng's words were obviously more straightforward, and he said them almost in a threatening tone.

"What kind of God Race Immortal King, God Race God Son, if they all have the same virtue as the two of you, then your God Race is not far from extinction."

At this moment, Yang Xuan stepped out, looked directly at Han Wuji and Han Daosheng, and sneered mercilessly.

"Madman, this kid is a lunatic, he really doesn't want to live!"

At this moment, even Feng Shaobao, who had a grudge against Yang Xuan, was frightened by Yang Xuan's arrogance.

"Damn you!"

Han Daosheng's eyes were about to burst, and killing intent rose all over his body.

"What kind of thing are you? How dare you threaten to destroy my protoss? It's simply beyond your control."

Han Wuji was also angry, Yang Xuan could scold him, he wouldn't care about a dying person, but Yang Xuan shouldn't scold their protoss, especially in front of the world, this is absolutely unforgivable.

Yang Xuan stood with his head held high, and said without showing any weakness: "You bullied me today because your self-cultivation is higher than mine. Let me ask you a question, if the person standing in front of you is an immortal emperor, how dare you, old man? Ask him for the Great Desolation Art?"

"Okay, okay, I, Han Wuji, have never been humiliated like this in my whole life. You really have courage, courage!"

Han Wuji laughed back angrily, but his voice was icy cold, "It's a pity, it's a pity, you are not an immortal emperor, and you don't even have the cultivation base of an immortal king. In my eyes, you are at best better than an ant."

"Today you are aloof and treat me like an ant. In the future, when I am in the sky, I will destroy the nine clans of your Han family with one hand."

Hearing Yang Xuan's words, the crowd was shocked. Facing the power of Han Wuji, the Immortal King of the Protoss, Yang Xuan was able to be so powerful, which was beyond everyone's expectations.

Han Daosheng was so angry that he couldn't bear it anymore, and shouted: "Madman, I originally wanted you to live longer, but I didn't expect you to seek death. If this is the case, I will kill you with my own hands."

"The defeated general dares to be arrogant, don't forget, you almost died just now."

Seeing Yang Xuan bring up the old matter again, Han Daosheng was furious in his heart, and he shouted violently: "Shut up, that is my son who underestimated the enemy too much. If I had used all my strength earlier, killing you would be as easy as crushing an ant."

"That's right, then let's set up a life-and-death situation, and there's no harm in fighting again, I'm afraid you don't have the guts?"

Yang Xuan's face was full of disdain, his words revealed domineering, Han Daosheng's carelessness is true, but he is not a soft persimmon, if he really wants to take out the bottom of the box, killing Han Daosheng is not difficult at all.

(End of this chapter)