Chapter 1492： i will fight you

"Killed crazy?"

Ling Xiao's face was stunned for a moment, obviously he didn't understand what Die Ying meant.

"Yes! Ning Chuan met a young man before. This person is not high in cultivation, but he is proficient in the way of organ puppets."

Die Ying's expression was icy cold, and it seemed that he was quite wary of the young man, "Ning Chuan had fought against him and lost to him, but he didn't expect it. The two of them met because of this, and they have killed several forces all the way. already."

"Oh?"

Ling Xiao already knew about Ning Chuan's character.

even!

The reason why he brought Ning Chuan to the lower realm was to give him a place to kill and hone the God-Slaughtering Formation.

But, if Ning Chuan was being used, it would be another matter.

"And, my lord, these two disguised themselves recently and went to Qingzhou. I suspect...they have their eyes on Qingluan Academy."

Die Ying sighed helplessly, Ling Xiao's identity is a demon, a demon, an existence that the world cannot tolerate.

And Ning Chuan's actions were really too ostentatious, even more outrageous than the devil.

Once his crime is revealed, Ling Xiao will inevitably be implicated.

"Qingluan Academy?"

Ling Xiao raised a smile on the corner of his mouth, "Send someone to stare at them."

"Lord, don't take them..."

"No need."

Ling Xiao shook his head. Although Ning Chuan advocated killing, he was not a fool.

Not to mention a lower realm arrogant, even if it is him, it took a lot of means to make him surrender.

Since he slaughtered the clan so blatantly, he must have his own reasons.

And since Ling Xiao had promised to give him the right to kill, he would definitely not interfere with his decision.

"Yes."

Die Ying bowed slightly, and said no more.

Ling Xiao, on the other hand, sat cross-legged and fell into cultivation.

Thousands of miles are empty, and dragons run rampant.

From Haizhou to Qingzhou, it takes at least three days to cross four states.

On the way, Ling Xiao and others also often stopped to rest, and tried their luck to see if they could meet the Son of Destiny.

It's a pity that now the Tianjiao of Kyushu has rushed to Qingzhou, leaving some stinky fish and rotten shrimp, naturally no luck.

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

And in the land of Qingzhou, the Shenlou flying boat fell from the sky.

Whether it is the Kyushu sect or the upper realm forces, they have now gathered in Qingluan Academy.

I saw at this time, in the academy, a figure in white stood with his hands behind his back, with a cold expression.

In front of him, a young girl wearing a green shirt and covering her face with a white gauze has indifferent eyes and light eyebrows, "Brother Ji, what does this mean?"

"Yuan'er, I have already had contact with the prince of Emperor Shenwu, who is the immortal inheritance of the upper realm. As long as you agree, I can tell him to take you to the upper realm with you."

The young man in white smiled gently, his eyes full of doting.

"Ji Yang, let's talk about surviving the Kyushu Holy Assembly first."

The girl in Tsing Yi snorted coldly, turned her head and left.

"Lin Yuan, you don't really think that that trash can beat me in three years, right?"

Ji Yang's face was gloomy, and the killing intent in his eyes was never concealed.

"Do you know what the status of Prince Shenwu is in the upper realm? As long as the prince speaks a word, the entire Qingluan Academy will be destroyed in an instant."

"Ji Yang, are you threatening me?"

Lin Yuan stopped and looked back at Ji Yang fiercely.

"Threats? I'm just telling the truth, but, in order for you to see the gap between me and Qin Yan, I will completely destroy him in front of all the forces in Kyushu!"

When the words fell, Ji Yang snorted coldly, and immediately went down the mountain.

The entire Qingluan Academy instantly fell into a jubilation.

I saw that before the school hall, a high platform of a hundred feet had already been built.

Under the high platform, there are thousands of seats, and only the prominent figures in Kyushu can occupy a place here.

"Everyone."

And as more and more people came, a white-haired old man came out of Qingluan Academy, dressed in a dark green robe, with a cheerful expression.

It is Palace Master Qingluan, a powerhouse of the seventh rank of the Holy Land.

In the past, it was not his turn to appear in person at the Kyushu Holy Assembly.

But now, with the arrival of the arrogance of the upper realm, the Kyushu is mixed with fish and dragons, and Qingluan Academy does not dare to be careless at all.

"Meet the Palace Master!"

The masters of countless forces got up and bowed deeply towards the old man in black robe.

Only a few young men and women dressed in luxurious clothes sat firmly in front of the stage, and their faces were all disdainful.

These people are all sect young masters from the upper realm, not to mention a seventh-rank holy realm, even if they are the supreme, it is not enough to make them stand up and worship.

Of course, they came here not just to watch the fun.

In this lower realm, many sects have plans to select disciples.

You know, the more barren the realm is, the easier it is for those chosen by heaven to appear.

And giving them a chance to go to the upper bounds when they are weak is a fortune for them.

"Hehehe, since everyone is here, then I announce that this Kyushu Holy Assembly has officially started!"

Palace Master Qingluan smiled heartily, and took the initiative to withdraw from the battle stage, "The rules this time are the same as before, the disciple who wins ten victories the fastest will enter the final battle."

"Om."

As Palace Master Qingluan's voice fell, a figure in white stepped forward and appeared in the middle of the arena.

That is a young man, tall and straight, handsome in appearance, surrounded by a ray of holy will, obviously the real evildoer of this Kyushu.

Ji Yang, the evildoer of Qingluan Academy that has never been seen in a thousand years, broke through to the ninth rank of the noble realm at the age of 600, and is the worthy first arrogant in Qingzhou.

"It's Senior Brother Ji!"

"Brother Ji is too handsome."

"This is what you said before... the young man who wanted to join the Shenwu Emperor?"

Before the arena, the God of War Yuwen Tianji's eyes were clear and full of fighting intent.

Beside him, Wu Tianqi nodded slowly and glanced at the position beside him.

There, Wu Tianxing sat side by side with the young master of the Taiyuan Mountain Wang family, Wang Lichao, with a sneering look on his face.

There are still some young masters and descendants of the upper realm forces. Obviously, they do not have the prestige of the Shenwu Emperor. They can only sit behind a few people, with a cautious expression and dare not speak rashly.

"Who is willing to fight with me."

Ji Yang stood with his hands behind his back, his expression indifferent, and nodded slightly towards Wu Tianqi.

He knew that this Kyushu Holy Assembly was a test for him by Prince Shenwu.

As long as he is capable of suppressing the Tianjiao of Kyushu, he is bound to become a guest minister beside the prince.

As for Qin Yan, Ji Yang didn't take it seriously at all.

How can a defeated general grow in three years?

"Ji Yang! I'll fight you!"

I saw a figure swept out of the crowd and landed on the battle platform.

"Qingshan Sect, Xu Dalang, please ask Ji Yang to enlighten me."

"You are too weak."

Ji Yang shook his head, his eyes indifferent.

Hearing this, a trace of resentment appeared on Xu Dalang's face, and the moment he stepped forward, a pair of iron fists slammed down.

Suddenly, the void shattered, the Dao lines rose, and the two fist shadows fell towards Ji Yang like two mountains.

"act recklessly."

Ji Yang just said a word indifferently, and there seemed to be a sword intent rushing into the sky all over his body. Without moving his figure, he directly collapsed the two mountains.

And in Xu Dalang's mouth, a strand of blood immediately flowed, and he looked at the tall and straight figure in white with shocking eyes.

After a long while, he just bowed and bowed, "Senior brother Ji is worthy of being the first disciple of Qingluan, Xu is willing to bow down."

In nine consecutive battles, Ji Yang didn't even use any spiritual treasures, and he won with sword intent, which was so terrifying.

"There's one more person left, who's coming?"

Ji Yang's eyes swept across the crowd, calm and indifferent, with a sense of detachment.

However, at this time, no one in Kyushu dared to fight him, and the atmosphere was gradually depressed.

"That's right, this person's sword power has a holy will, and there will be some achievements in the future."

Yuwen Tianji nodded, but just as his voice fell, a faint laughter suddenly came from the mountain road in the distance, "Ji Yang, I'm here to fight you."