Time and space in the heavens

Chapter 1403 The Crazy Holy Son

Whoosh!
  A breeze blew by, carrying a strong smell.

The king who appeared in front of everyone, from the Dayan Holy Land, was reduced to ashes and could no longer feel the slightest breath.

Ming Xiaoyang, dressed in white and full of energy, stood there. The silver crown that bound her hair was broken, and three thousand snow-white hair fell down.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!
  A rapid cough came from Ming Xiaoyang's mouth, crystal clear blood spilled, and his face was slightly pale.

Facing a Tao-killing King of the same level, a blow that costs his life, even if he triggers the Eight Forbiddens and has the legendary fighting body of gods and demons, how can he not pay any price.

Are you injured?

The rest of the people heard Ming Xiaoyang coughing, and their eyes turned with a fierce look.

"Suffer death!" A powerful man jumped up and rushed towards Ming Xiaoyang, trying to take this opportunity to kill the last pillar of Tianxuan Holy Land!

"Seek death!" Ming Xiaoyang didn't even look back, he casually took out a handful and crushed the powerful man who was charging towards him to death.

Rolling blood and mud spilled down the gaps in the palms transformed by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

Swish!
  Ming Xiaoyang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at the last few enemies in front of him, stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation.

"Guys, what are you waiting for? Come together and let me, the Holy Son, learn your methods!"

"No need." A heartfelt bitter smile appeared on the face of the God King of the Jiang family, "I have seen what the Holy Son is capable of, and I am ashamed of myself!"

"There is no need to continue this battle!"

Thirteen powerful men and six Tao-killing Kings were almost like ants in front of Ming Xiaoyang, either dead or injured.

What's more, he revealed his special physique that he had hidden for many years - the God-Devil Combat Physique. His combat power was even more powerful!
  A Dao-slaying king, risking his life with a single blow, failed to cause him any real harm.

Now that things have come to this, there is no choice but to admit defeat.

As soon as the god king of the Jiang family said this, everyone who besieged Ming Xiaoyang became decadent and unwilling, but they had no words to refute.

This Holy Son of Tianxuan is much more powerful than people in the world imagined.

If you continue to pester, you will only bring humiliation to yourself!
  Including those who were severely injured by Ming Xiaoyang earlier, they all deeply believed in this.

"I'll admit defeat!"

The God King of the Jiang Family spoke on behalf of everyone, declaring that the life and death crisis in Tianxuan Holy Land was over, and turned back to his own camp.

Daoyi Holy Land, Yaoguang Holy Land, Jiang Family, Ji Family, Wanchu Holy Land, Yaochi Holy Land and other forces looked at each other with despair.

I thought that the elite of Tianxuan Holy Land were buried in the ancient forbidden land, Tianxuan Holy Land would be destroyed, and the collection would become a huge gain for them.

Unexpectedly, Holy Son Tianxuan, who had been ignored by the entire cultivation world in the past and could not even sit firmly in the position of Holy Son, would become so powerful.

Possessing the legendary fighting body of gods and demons, triggering the Eight Restrictions, and killing kings and powerful men, people can only wonder whether he has entered the realm of a saint.

However, in everyone's perception, he has not become a saint!
  Such an amazing and talented person, Holy Lord Tianxuan and others are alive in heaven. I am afraid we should be thankful that they did not take him to the ancient forbidden land, preparing the final seeds for the rise of Tianxuan Holy Land again. !

"Huh." After hearing the major forces admit defeat, Ming Xiaoyang let out a long breath and patted his chest with a relieved look on his face.

"Thank God, Tianxuan Holy Land was finally saved!"

"Everyone, what are you still doing here?" Ming Xiaoyang put on a baffled expression as he spoke, "Is it possible that you want me to prepare tea for you and invite you all to have a cup of tea before leaving? "Let's go." Among the major forces present, the Yaochi Saint who had the best relationship with Ming Xiaoyang walked out. Under the sunlight, the graceful jade body of Pinting shone like ivory.

"Brother Ming, I have a question for you."

"Excuse me." Ming Xiaoyang said honestly, "I will tell you everything about beautiful women if I can tell them!"

"Hehehe." The Holy Maiden of Yaochi let out a clear and melodious laugh, almost like the sound of nature.

"It's very simple. Why do you hide your strength and make everyone think that you are really a waste? Why do you show your ability today to save the last trace of vitality of Tianxuan Holy Land?"

"Is this it?" Ming Xiaoyang tilted his head and thought, "This question is really good, not just average!"

"Honestly, I don't know why I do this. If I have to find a reason, I can only say that I like it!"

"I like it?" Everyone was speechless after hearing Ming Xiaoyang's answer.

What kind of answer is this?
  "This Holy Son has never cared about what unrelated people think of me, because it is meaningless." Ming Xiaoyang paused and explained, "Let me ask, do people care about what ants on the ground think of themselves?"

You are the ant!
  The Holy Maiden of Yaochi who was right in front of Ming Xiaoyang heard this, her cheeks puffed up, she stared at him angrily, wanting to bite him.

"As for today, I am just interested in preserving the foundation of Tianxuan Holy Land!"

"The fact that Tianxuan Holy Land has fallen to this point is just one more breath of relief than the end, right?" Ming Xiaoyang cast a searching look at the Saint of Yaochi.

"Everyone knows something, so why pretend to be ignorant!" The usually calm Saintess of Yaochi showed a rare shyness of a little girl and said coquettishly.

"That's right!" Ming Xiaoyang said seriously, "Because of this, isn't it more fun and interesting?"

"At this time when Tianxuan Holy Land is in danger of survival, I, the Holy Son of Tianxuan, Ming Xiaoyang, who was once known as the shame of Tianxuan Holy Land, turn the tide, develop Tianxuan Holy Land again, and achieve resurgence!"

At the end of the sentence, Ming Xiaoyang clenched his hands and put them on his chest, making a gesture of obsession, "Thousands of years later, what people will know is not the first generation of ancestors, nor the fools of the previous generations who brought Tianxuan Holy Land to a dead end. .”

"But I, the Lord of Zhongxing of Tianxuan Holy Land!"

"Hahahaha." After saying that, Ming Xiaoyang seemed to be intoxicated by the picture he painted, and burst into loud laughter.

The laughter reverberated throughout the Holy Land of Tianxuan, making both our enemies and ourselves shudder.

In the main hall, the Tianxuan Holy Land disciples who had just thanked Ming Xiaoyang for defending the glory of Tianxuan Holy Land looked at the Holy Son with extremely complicated eyes.

Not long ago, the Ji family, Jiang family and other major forces who lamented the fighting spirit of Xiaoyang in the Ming Dynasty were as confused as if they were encountering ghosts.

The Holy Maiden of Yaochi, who was standing in front of Ming Xiaoyang, couldn't help but take a step back. Her beautiful eyes were focused, as if she was meeting the person standing in front of her for the first time.

madman!

In the hearts of countless people, these last two words are all that remain of their understanding of the Holy Son of Tianxuan!
  …………

"It's a pity that you don't have this chance!" At this moment, a loud shout suddenly came from the vast sky.

Indescribable terrifying pressure crushed down, and a simple and heavy four-legged cauldron emerged, striking down with a power beyond the imagination of the world.

puff!

Just a hint of leaked strength caused the mighty and king to vomit blood, and the crystal blood spilled out, turning into a rain of blood!
  The ultimate imperial weapon!

(End of this chapter)