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Chapter 1323 Regretful Yang Wanli
At this moment, he felt the energy and blood in his whole body boiling and burning, as if he was back in his youth, when he was competing with many of his peers.

You know, when he was young, Yang Wanli was also a martial arts talent of the younger generation, and he was well-known in Zhongzhou.

Today, that feeling is back.

Yang Wanli felt both excited and excited.

It is the martyrs who are full of ambition in their old age!
"boom!"

He went out to sea like a dragon, and rushed straight at Xiao Ran. He waved his fists with a cold light, and the black metal luster of the fists revealed a black metallic luster, and hit Xiao Ran directly in the face.

But at this moment, he suddenly saw a large expanse of purple air gushing out in front of Xiao Ran, like a sea of ​​purple, filled with a noble air.

In that purple sea, a purple phantom suddenly appeared, wearing a crown and wearing imperial costumes, exuding a domineering, noble, majestic, and magnificent aura.

At the moment Yang Wanli punched, the purple phantom also moved, and also threw a punch, facing his fist that looked like black steel steadily.

"Oh!"

Between the lightning and the flint, the fists of the two collided abruptly, and the purple phantom shook for a moment before regaining its balance.

But Yang Wanli felt a pain from his fist, as if he had been hit on an iron mountain, and at the same time felt the tendons in his arm being pulled hard.

It hurts!
But what really shocked Yang Wanli was that he felt that the blood power in Xiao Ran's body was absolutely suppressing his blood power.

This is the gap in blood power, which cannot be changed!
"Damn it, the old man's blood is not as strong as this kid's, which makes the power of the Beast Spirit Art weaker."

Yang Wanli's face was gloomy, and he looked at Xiao Ran with gloomy eyes, feeling a trace of regret in his heart.

Before that, he shouldn't be too big, and should directly use more than [-]% of his immortal energy to perform the beast spirit art.

In this way, the power of Xiao Ran's bloodline will not have that great influence on him.

In this case, how could he not be able to exert his strength?
Unfortunately, there is no if!
Can only recklessly.

Yang Wanli gritted his teeth, showing a ruthless look on his face, concentrated his body, blood, spirit, and soul, and concentrated on performing the Beast Spirit Art.

His strength didn't increase, but his aura increased a little. Like a torrent of steel, he rushed towards the purple phantom, diluting the purple light in front of the purple phantom.

But the purple phantom remained motionless. Under Xiao Ran's command, if there was divine help, he swung his fist again and hit Yang Wanli's vital points, such as between the eyebrows, throat, heart, chest and so on.

It can be said that Xiao Ran has fully displayed the power of the Heavenly Demon Arts while using [-]% of the power of the heavens and the earth.

At this time, the power of the Heavenly Demon Art, even if it is not as powerful as Xiao Ran's artistic conception, the Great Sun, Universe, Fire and Thunder Sword, is not much weaker.

Of course, the difference in power between the two is just that to Xiao Ran, it is still a terrifying force to outsiders.

Yang Wanli could clearly feel that the purple phantom became more and more courageous as he fought, and he was simply not afraid of death or any of his attacks.

After fighting for dozens of rounds, Yang Wanli's shoulders and arms were hurt, especially his chest, where there was an obvious dent.

This made Yang Wanli feel terrified. If he hadn't used the Beast Spirit Art to increase his physical strength, the consequences would be disastrous.

Even so, he also looked at Xiao Ran with lingering fear, his dark eyelids twitching non-stop.

Is this kid really a fifth-level celestial being?

Why is the strength so terrifying?
The regret in Yang Wanli's heart grew stronger.

But now, he absolutely can't admit defeat, he can only fight hard and strive for a tie with Xiao Ran, so that he doesn't have to submit to Xiao Ran and work for Xiao Ran.

For this reason, he used his mental power to use the vicious dragon and the poisonous halberd to interfere with Xiao Ran in a devious way, in an attempt to influence Xiao Ran's performance.

"Yang Wanli is actually at a disadvantage, how is this possible?"

Seeing this, Xiao Teng was taken aback, his slightly rosy old face showed an expression as if he had seen a ghost.

How could it be possible for a descendant of a fifth-level Heavenly Man to gain the upper hand from the Void Immortal King?

Isn't this a joke?
Xiao Teng felt that the scene he saw now completely broke his understanding of martial arts.

It turned out that a strong man in the fifth realm of heaven and man was able to fight against the King of Immortals without being at a disadvantage.

"Yang Wanli won't lose, right?"

Thinking of this, Xiao Teng's heart skipped a beat. Looking at Yang Wanli who had been punched by the purple phantom several times in a row, he frowned.

"Oh my god, Xiao Ran has the upper hand."

Song Donglai and the others in the silver flying boat gasped when they saw Xiao Ran pressing Yang Wanli and beating him, showing incredible expressions on their faces.

From the beginning of understanding the strength of the Immortal King Xu, Song Donglai and others felt that the Immortal Xu King was invincible.

But now that Xiao Ran is fighting against King Xuxian, it really makes them feel that their understanding of martial arts has collapsed.

"Brother's strength has not been fully displayed yet." Xiao Jin said with a smile.

"Yeah, if Brother Xiao Ran had used all his strength, that annoying old man would have already died."

Niu Taimei took Xiao Jin's hand, looked at Xiao Ran who was showing his supernatural power with admiration, and felt like a son of God, and felt that it was a lifetime honor for her to have a big brother like Xiao Ran.

Niu Taikuang, Song Jun and the others also nodded in agreement, agreeing with what Niu Taimei said.

Even they themselves didn't feel that Xiao Ran had gradually become an invincible existence in their hearts.

And Xiao Ran never let them down, he would win every battle.

This battle is no exception!

"Yang Wanli, you will lose this battle!"

Xiao Ran roared, looking straight at Yang Wanli with his bright eyes, and his purple fists fell on him like dense meteorites.

The endless bang sound came from Yang Wanli's body, smashing the black energy lingering around him abruptly, and when it swept out, there was a sharp whimpering sound.

His natal spirit treasure, the Evil Flood Dragon Poison Halberd, interfered with Xiao Ran from time to time, but to no avail, he was immediately intercepted by Lei Huangjian and strangled to death.

One must know that Xiao Ran's Leihuang Sword contains the power of thunder and fire, and in terms of quality alone, it surpasses the Evil Flood Poison Halberd by a point.

"Damn! How could this be?"

Yang Wanli, who was bleeding from his nasal cavity, had an exasperated expression on his face and an unbelievable light in his eyes, obviously unable to accept this fact.

After all, he is the King of the Void Immortals, with great strength, how could he not be able to defeat a junior when he used the low-grade emperor-level martial arts beast spirit art?

"Take another punch from me!"

Just when Yang Wanli was thinking this way, Xiao Ran punched him in the abdomen again, and the black scales on the surface of the abdomen cracked like glass.

"puff!"

An intense pain spread from Yang Wanli's abdomen to all his internal organs, limbs and bones, causing him to spurt out a mouthful of blood uncontrollably.

After spitting out blood, he flew upside down as if he had been shocked by an electric shock. His body was facing upwards, and he fell from mid-air weakly onto a small hill, stirring up muddy yellow smoke and dust all over the sky.

"Xiao Ran won."

Gazing at the smoke and dust, Song Donglai and the others in the silver flying boat all showed joy on their faces, and couldn't help cheering for Xiao Ran.

It's great that Xiao Ran defeated a virtual fairy king.

"From now on, Big Brother will have a Void Immortal King as his subordinate." Xiao Jin laughed.

Niu Taikuang, Niu Taimei brothers and sisters, as well as Cheng Tong, Song Jun and others, all smiled and nodded.

It's something that even Cheng Tong would not dare to think about for a virtual fairy king to be his subordinate. It's really enviable.

However, Xiao Ran does have the strength and qualifications to let King Xuxian be his subordinate.

"Yang Wanli lost, how, how is this possible?"

Looking at the dust below, Xiao Teng was stunned for a moment, his ruddy old face was full of shock, his mouth was slightly opened, and his jaw seemed to drop to the ground in shock.

Because he never thought that Yang Wanli, who performed the beast spirit kung fu, would lose to Xiao Ran, after all, the beast spirit kung fu is so powerful.

Incredible!

At this moment, Xiao Teng didn't know how to describe Xiao Ran anymore.

"Oh!"

Yang Wanli's strength is too strong, even though he has been injured, the beast spirit kungfu he used still has a lingering power, forcibly collapsing the hill.

In the rolling yellow sand, Yang Wanli lay in a huge pit with a radius of one hundred feet, coughing in pain, the black scales on his body receded quickly, revealing his bruised body, dripping with blood.

It hurts!
Yang Wanli felt that this was the first time he had endured such intense pain since he broke through to become the king of Xuxian, which made him unbearable and he let out a groan.

Blood oozed from his nose, eye sockets, and eardrums, and only two red eyeballs were rounded, looking at Xiao Ran standing above him.

The purple phantom formed by Xiao Ran's Tian Yaojue has dissipated, and the Lei Huang Sword is back in his hand, pointing directly at Yang Wanli below.

"You lost." Xiao Ran, holding the Leihuang Sword, said calmly: "From today onwards, you will serve me and fight for Zhongzhou."

"Don't even think about it! I, Yang Wanli, am the Supreme Elder of the Beastmaster Sect, the Immortal King of Immortals, how can I obey your orders?"

Yang Wanli blushed when he heard the words, and yelled crazily. Unexpectedly, the wounds all over his body were affected, and he couldn't help coughing, bleeding from the corner of his mouth.

"Yang Wanli, it's useless for you to go back on your word, because you made the night moon oath." Xiao Ran said with a chuckle.

"..."

Hearing these words, Yang Wanli was speechless, as if he had lost all his energy and energy.

He lay powerlessly in the huge pit, looking at the purple air floating in the sky and the scorching sun, he felt his mind was blank.

That's right, how could he go back on his oath of Yeyue?
"Hehe! Sly boy, from the very beginning, you were plotting against me, right? Just now you also deliberately showed weakness, pretending to be afraid of this old man, just to make him fall for you, right?"

Yang Wanli smiled, but the smile was very bitter, and he looked at Xiao Ran with an indelible anger.

"Hehe, Yang Wanli, if I didn't do this, how could you be fooled?"

Xiao Ran also smiled, but compared to the bitter smile on Yang Wanli's face, he smiled happily, because from now on, another king of virtual immortals will serve him.

The first one is Cheng Tong!
However, the difference between Yang Wanli and Cheng Tong is that Cheng Tong only worked for Xiao Ran for three years, but Yang Wanli wanted to work for Xiao Ran all his life until the day he died.

So, strictly speaking, Yang Wanli is the first Void Immortal King Xiao Ran subdued.

As for Luo Yuantong, he was forced to surrender by Xiao Ran, and the methods were not very honorable.

If Luo Yuantong didn't want to protect the Ghost Gate, he would never surrender to Xiao Ran.

Xiao Ran was very clear about this, so he didn't trust Luo Yuantong very much, and he didn't let him go with him when he went to Cold Moon City.

"Damn it! You cunning little fox, if I knew this, I wouldn't be able to catch your aggressive tactics."

Hearing this, Yang Wanli looked at Xiao Ran who was smiling brightly again, he was so angry that he almost spat out another mouthful of old blood, his heart was full of aggrieved, no one could tell.

(End of this chapter)