Immortal Cultivating Dynasty

"What do you mean?"

Looking at the bad expression on the face of the master of Liuyi mountain in front of him, Yang Dingyuan immediately became vigilant, exuded his momentum and began to fight him.

"It's not interesting. I'm just thinking that my master may be a bit overbearing. If you don't want to give up the position of the capital, you don't have to pretend. You have to do something secretly to make people laugh."

Yang Dingen also came out with him. Although there was no movement on his hands, his steps were very wonderful, and he walked out of the rudiment of an array.

There were more and more excited people. Yang Dingyuan was a little timid for a moment and hurriedly pointed to the field: "my grandfather is still looking at the younger generation below. We got dirty first. I'm afraid it's not good!"

With so many people together, Yang Dingyuan couldn't hold up. Although Bai Lingcheng didn't do something because of some things, he was equally angry in his eyes and wouldn't help him.

It'll be a mess then!

Frightened by the name of the ancestors of the Yang family, the master of Liuyi mountain and Yang Dingen looked at each other and stopped at the same time.

"Let's talk about it in the future. Let's look at the outcome first!"

Yang Dingshan said so and came out to be a peacemaker. After all, there was a Yang Xuan supporting his family, and his anger was not as strong as that of other separated family owners.

He gave a step, and everyone was not unreasonable. He nodded and looked down.

Yang Xinyi was already standing in the middle of the challenge arena, staring at Yang Xuan provocatively, with a strong sense of war.

Yang Xuan was in no hurry. He took a look around and sat down cross legged than everyone else in the test field.

"Yang Xuan, what do you mean?" The ancestor of the Yang family immediately asked in a deep voice, obviously dissatisfied.

You are the only one left who has been defeated, which means that you and Yang Xinyi have a direct duel. Don't you understand?

Yang Xuan seemed to be the idea. He smiled and raised his head and said, "don't worry, I still have a whole day. Let me catch my breath first!"

As he spoke, he looked at the observation platform, and the Blue Phoenix made several gestures to him, meaning it would take some time.

Immediately, Yang Xuan didn't panic. He directly closed his eyes and began to sit up in full view of the public.

The rules were set by the ancestor of the Yang family. He said that one day is one day. Yang Xuan grasped the rules. The ancestor had no way but to endure and stare at Yang Xuan to see what the boy was going to do.

The expression on Yang Xinyi's face flickered for a while, and then he sat down cross legged.

His realm is much higher than Yang Xuan. Naturally, he doesn't need to sharpen his guns, but he can't go out at the moment. If he just stands and watches Yang Xuan meditate, it's inevitable to be a little embarrassed. He simply wants everyone to meditate together.

It's just a day. How can we compare with the last one at that time? We have to figure out the new enemies and old accounts with Yang Xuan.

After making up his mind, Yang Xinyi also closed his eyes. Looking at the strange two people, the ancestors of the Yang family couldn't guess their ideas for a moment. After a long sigh, their body shape disappeared in place.

Yang Xuan's spiritual power slowly recovered, and his injury began to heal slowly under the strong Phoenix blood. Just an hour later, he repaired the damage he had fought with Yang Xinyi.

When she looked up at the Blue Phoenix on the observation platform, she still looked heavy and shook her head.

Did something go wrong in the middle of the plan?

Trying to resist the uneasiness in his heart, Yang Xuan closed his eyes again and waited patiently.

Twelve hours is a long time, but there is not much time left for Yang Xuan, because the rule is that the last person standing in the challenge arena before the incense is burned out wins.

Yang Xuan should set aside enough time for himself to deal with Yang Xinyi and hit this famous genius.

The people on the observation platform looked at the strange scene below and wanted them to make a quick decision and get the results as soon as possible, but the two people in the field were not in a hurry.

Yang Xuan opened his eyes again and looked at the observation platform until half of the long incense burned.

Blue Phoenix still shook his head in response.

Time is running out

Yang Xuan thought so. His spiritual power converged in an instant and looked at Yang Xinyi. At the same time, Yang Xinyi suddenly opened his eyes and gave Yang Xuan a sneer.

"Why, you can't wait. Do you want to fight to the death with me?" There was a faint excitement in his tone, as if he had been looking forward to it for a long time. "Come on, let me enjoy the taste of trampling you under my feet."

Yang Xinyi couldn't help getting excited when he thought that he might get Yu Qingcheng's heart after solving Yang Xuan.

"It seems that you have been waiting for a long time." Yang Xuan walked forward, step by step to the small circle, and the spiritual pressure suddenly burst out.

Yang Xinyi was not oppressed by the spiritual pressure at all. Instead, he sneered and released the more powerful spiritual pressure.

"It's just that I've just entered the fourth realm. I dare to be arrogant in front of the peak of my fourth realm."

In the realm of integration, every small stage is very different. There is a difference of more than three times between the beginning and the peak.

Even if Yang Xinyi is just an ordinary fourth realm, it is enough to resist three Yang Xuan.

Moreover, this gap can not be filled by quantity.

For a moment, Yang Xuan felt the pressure. The spirit pressure he released was oppressed back by Yang Xinyi, just like a river meets the sea.

When Yang Xuan finally entered the small circle, the smile on Yang Xinyi's face became more and more crazy.

"I finally waited for you. Just now it was just a warm-up. I haven't used half my strength. Now I want you to know what genius is."

What is Yang Xuan? It's just a small Qingzhou City. A group of people who haven't seen the world hold the garbage of heaven.

As the most outstanding genius of his family, Yang Xinyi will never allow anyone to be crowned with the same name as himself.

"Miso!"

A crisp sound came. Yang Xinyi pulled out the long sword with his backhand. The clear water like blade seemed to flow slowly, slowly raised the sword tip and drew a silver arc in the air.

For a moment, a strong murderous intention that made Yang Xuan cool behind him filled the air and walked in every inch of the air.

Sword meaning!

Yang Xuan immediately thought of what he had seen in the book, an extremely terrible realm.

That is the will of countless swordsmen who pursue hard and can't understand it all their life. Only when they understand the meaning of the sword can they really control the sword in their hands, otherwise people will always be controlled by the sword.

Yang Xinyi is just about his own age. He is only two years old at most. He has reached such a height. He really deserves the name of a demon.

However, Yang Xuan showed no weakness. As soon as his sleeve robe shook, the Liangyi plate fell into his hands.