Qin Xuan raised his head and looked at the middle-aged man's eyes. He could vaguely see the contempt in each other's eyes.
It seems that he is not satisfied with his realm.
This made Qin Xuan more puzzled. The other party came to find him, but he didn't know what cultivation he was. So why did he come to him in person?
"You are Qin Xuan, from Tianxuan continent?" The middle-aged man stared at Qin Xuan and asked, as if he wanted to confirm it again. Maybe it was the person of the same name.
"It's me." Qin Xuan replied frankly that everyone here knows his origin, and Xia Yijun knows that since he has exposed his identity, he can't hide everything.
"It's just a medium-level cultivation in the imperial realm. You're lucky!" The middle-aged man looked at Qin Xuan with meaningful eyes. Yes, it seems to have something to say. Qin Xuan frowned slightly. Is he lucky?
It seems that the other party has learned something about him, so he is said to be lucky, but he doesn't know very well, so it is very likely to be learned from his population.
"Luck is also a part of strength. It's not surprising that any big man will experience countless opportunities and adventures when he reaches the peak." Qin Xuan spoke faintly, as if in response to the words of a middle-aged man.
"Huh?" The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows and dared to challenge him. He looked at Qin Xuan again and raised his tone abruptly: "you're right, but you won't be one of those big people."
"It's too early to say that before that day." Qin Xuan responded casually and still refused to admit defeat.
The words fell, and the eyes of the whole audience were frozen there.
This guy... How arrogant!
The middle-aged man threatened that Qin Xuan would not be one of those big people. The meaning of the words was very obvious. It could also indirectly prove that these people had a grudge against Qin Xuan and would not let him go easily.
However, Qin Xuan said that the day had not yet arrived. The middle-aged man spoke too early, with a faint edge in his tone.
At that time, I was afraid that few people had the courage to compete with the saints in public.
"Talk big. I don't know where your confidence comes from!" The middle-aged man gave Qin Xuan a cold hum and looked very disdainful. If he didn't want to catch Qin Xuan alive, Qin Xuan would be dead at the moment.
"Those who respect others will always respect them, and those who humiliate others will always humiliate them." Qin Xuan looked calm and said that he had reached this step. No matter whether he resisted or not, the other party would still catch him back, so he had no scruples.
"Until now, it's ridiculous to be as arrogant and unbridled as ever!" Xia Yijun stared at Qin Xuan's figure like a poisonous snake, with a look of schadenfreude on his face.
He longed for Qin Xuan's death and no place to bury him. Now, the powerful people of Zhongxing heaven personally take people from the lower world, so no matter how strong Qin Xuan's talent is, it is impossible to change the result.
His revenge is finally coming!
"Follow me." The middle-aged man said proudly. Without waiting for Qin Xuan's response, his palm stretched out directly downward. A big handprint covering the sky appeared in the void and buckled it towards Qin Xuan's body.
In an instant, Qin Xuan felt a supreme pressure around him, blocking all the power of the avenue. He felt that he was in a swamp, his body could not move, and all the power in his body stopped flowing.
Looking at the hand print of Zhetian, Qin Xuan had no way to resist, and his face looked very cold. The other party's means were extremely strong and overbearing. The holy land even shot at one of his imperial figures. It was shameless to the extreme.
However, just when the handprint was about to fall on Qin Xuan, there was a sudden fluctuation in a void. A white haired old man appeared, looked at the middle-aged man across the space and said, "it's a loss of style to shoot a younger figure regardless of your identity."
The middle-aged man's palm stopped in mid air and didn't fall down. His eyes looked in the direction of the voice. He saw an old man in green robe standing there, with white hair flying in the wind, fairy style and bone, and ethereal breath. Although he didn't release any breath, he still made people awe of his existence.
Qin Xuan also looked at the old man in the green robe, and there was a surprise on his face. The old man was a real person of Changfeng, song Changfeng.
Cangtian Pavilion, I really stand out for him!
"Who is your excellency?" The middle-aged man frowned slightly. Naturally, he could feel the strength of song Changfeng, at the same level as him.
"Cangtian Pavilion." Song Changfeng responded that he didn't need to give his name, just three words of Cangtian Pavilion were enough.
"It turned out to be a force on the junxuan continent." The middle-aged man's eyebrows immediately opened, and his eyes returned to their indifferent color again. Cangtian Pavilion may be very famous in junxuan mainland, but it is not worth mentioning in the eyes of Tiantai.
"Why, you want to stop me?" The middle-aged man looked at Song Changfeng and asked. His tone had changed a little from that just now, and became a bit tough. He vaguely didn't pay attention to song Changfeng.
"I just think it's inappropriate for you to do so. I don't know what grudges he has with the rooftop, but he wants to take him away by force?" Song Changfeng said slowly, "Zhongxing heaven is detached from everything. You shouldn't have interfered with things in Shura hell. There must be a suitable reason for your behavior."
"You never need a reason to act on the rooftop. Even if you want to give a reason, it's not for you to hide the Tiange!" The middle-aged man looked at Song Changfeng Road with sharp eyes, and his voice was like a flood bell on the road. Some weak imperial figures were even shocked to have blood seeping from their eardrums and split their hearts.
Song Changfeng's eyes became sharp and his blue robe was calm. Even though song Changfeng was gentle, he could not help being angered by the words of the middle-aged man at the moment.
The power of zhongxingtian is indeed much stronger. However, he can't stand such contempt for Cangtian Pavilion.
"Hehe, it's natural for the rooftop to take this son. Why should a real person stand out for him?" A hearty laugh suddenly came.
I saw another figure of an old man in a space, wearing a star robe, shining and powerful. This figure is one of the four villa owners of Jiexing villa, Ziwei Xianjun!
Many people were shocked when they saw the appearance of Ziwei Xianjun. However, it's not surprising that Ziwei Xianjun appeared when they thought that immortal Changfeng appeared.
"Ziwei Xianjun!" Qin Xuan stared coldly at the figure of Ziwei Xianjun. If he guessed correctly, Ziwei Xianjun should have arrived long ago, but he didn't appear. Now he deliberately came out to make trouble when he saw song Changfeng trying to save him!
Like Qin Xuan, song Changfeng saw through the intention of Ziwei Xianjun at a glance, and his face became quite ugly. It seems that he can't keep Qin Xuan today.