"The friendship between the war temple, the tianmantra sect and the Chinese people? Are you ignorant or stupid, Zhan Tianxing? Or do you have ulterior motives?"


    Lingxiao sneered, and then looked at the more and more disciples of the God of war hall around him. Lang said: "fellow disciples, three million years ago, Liu Zhiyun, a talented disciple of the God of war hall, was secretly cursed by the people of the tianmantra sect when he preached and became holy. Finally, he became possessed and died. This is called friendship?


    1.8 million years ago, the Chinese sent three saints to kill the Oriental jade master of our God of war temple in the magic dragon yuan, because they falsely accused the Oriental jade master of stealing Chinese treasures. Later, it was confirmed that it was a traitor of the Chinese nationality, but they never expressed any apology to our God of war!


    A million years ago, when he succeeded to the throne of the God of war, the Red Dragon God of war in our God of war hall was forced to the palace by the holy places such as tianmantra sect, Chinese clan and Wuxing sect. He said that the Red Dragon God of war sheltered the remaining evils of the demon family, in fact, it was for the wordless Tianshu of the Red Dragon God of war! Finally, the powerful of the demon clan will invade on a large scale. Our God of war hall has suffered heavy casualties, and the Lord of the Red Dragon God of war also knows his life and death!


    Each one of these represents the great hatred of life and death, and represents the blood of countless ancestors in the God of war hall. How dare you say that there is any bullshit friendship between the God of war hall, the tianmantra sect and the Chinese people? "


    Lingxiao stood on the void and exuded a vast and ancient breath. His eyes were clear and his voice was very clear. He walked towards Zhan Tianxing step by step, and there was a vast trend in the air.


    Lingxiao seems to have incarnated into an ancient sage in ancient times. He follows the law, speaks with an air of heavenly constitution, scolds many evil and heretical ways, and passes down the supreme road and righteousness, which makes him radiate the glory of truth all over!


    Hearing Lingxiao''s words, all the disciples of the God of war hall around them were boiling with blood. Their eyes were full of blood. Their eyes were full of anger and hatred when they looked at Zhan Tianxing, Yang Wen and Hua Tianqiong.


    Whether they have heard of these secret Xin disciples or not, they are completely angered by the content described by Lingxiao at the moment.


    It turned out that there was such a strong and irreducible blood feud between the war temple, the tianmantra sect and the Chinese people!


    "Get out of the temple of the God of war!"


    I don''t know who took the lead in yelling, and then the roar of many disciples sounded over the God of war hall, like thunder, shaking the sky.


    "Get out of the temple of the God of war!"


    "Get out of the temple of the God of war!"


    “……”


    Zhan Tianxing, Yang Wen, and even Hua Tianqiong, who had always looked very indifferent, couldn''t help but change their face and looked into Lingxiao''s eyes full of fierce killing intention.


    Lingxiao''s provocative Kung Fu made them extremely afraid.


    If it really caused a common hatred among all the disciples of the God of war hall, I''m afraid none of them could leave the God of war hall in case of a big riot, and they might be hacked to death here by angry people.


    That''s bad luck!


    "Long Aotian, I''m too lazy to tell you more! I''ll report this to the senior master. He will come to you when the time comes. However, you are so deliberately trying to destroy the relationship between our God of war hall, tianmantra sect and Chinese. I really doubt your intentions!"


    Zhan Tianxing took a dead look at Lingxiao, and finally suppressed his anger and killing intention.


    Zhan Tianxing''s heart has given birth to the idea of retreat. Now it''s the time when the crowd is excited. If he opposes Lingxiao at this time, I''m afraid it''s not a good opportunity.


    Although he hated Lingxiao madly in his heart, he still held back.


    "Brother Zhan, don''t be angry! He''s just a clown. Let me teach him a lesson and let him know what he can say and what he can''t say!"


    Yang Wen, dressed in a black robe, said with a cold light in his eyes.


    He looks very thin, but his whole body exudes an incomparably Yin cold breath. There are mysterious runes on his body. The light in his eyes looks extremely vicious and vicious, like a poisonous snake.


    Even Zhan Tianxing didn''t want to stand beside him, as if he was frozen by the cold on Yang Wen.


    "Be careful, this boy is not easy!"


    Hua Tianqiong said faintly, his eyes were incomparably deep, as if no one could see what he was thinking.


    "Don''t worry, brother Hua. It''s just a six to half holy cultivation. If there''s no heaven seal, he''s nothing!"


    Yang Wen smiled faintly, looking extremely confident.


    Whoosh!


    Yang Wenling stood up in the air, hunting in black robes, with mysterious runes flashing at his feet. Standing opposite Lingxiao, a vast and terrible breath broke out.


    That kind of breath, as if it were the power of the law of heaven and earth, was suppressed towards Lingxiao from all directions. Lingxiao was like an abandoned child abandoned by heaven and earth. It felt very uncomfortable.


    Boom!


    Lingxiao is also the center of the eye light. With a flash of light, the golden Qi and blood all over the body soared and rose into the sky, just like a hot day, sweeping away the Yin and cold atmosphere around.


    Yang Wen and Lingxiao, one from Yin to cold, the other from Yang to just, the confrontation between them set off an invisible storm, which shook the void around them.


    "Will uncle long fight Yang Wen? I wonder if he can beat Yang Wen?"


    Everyone was shocked, and a look of expectation appeared in their eyes.


    "It''s hard to say. The son of Gaoyang was defeated in Yang Wen''s hands. The magic power of Yang Wen''s mantra is very strange, which is impossible to prevent!"


    "Martial uncle long is printed in his hand. Even elder Huang Tai can fight. What is Yang Wen?"


    "Since Yang Wen dares to fight with martial uncle long, he may have some treasures that are not weaker than fan Tianyin! However, if the two geniuses take the lead in sacrificing the supreme treasure, it means losing. I''m afraid they won''t sacrifice the supreme treasure until they have to!"


    "I hope uncle long can win. This Yang Wen and that Hua Tianqiong are so annoying!"


    “……”


    Many of the disciples of the war temple are whispering on the Tao.


    "Long Aotian, do you know the son of Gaoyang? He was defeated by me and nailed to the battle mountain. The so-called son of the battle temple is still too weak and disappointing. I hope you don''t let me down!"


    Yang Wen looked at Lingxiao with great interest and sneered.


    "Oh, are you so confident?"


    Lingxiao looked very calm.


    "It''s not self-confidence, but because you are too weak! Although your physical body is very strong, your boxing skills are divine, and even many high-level semi saints are not necessarily your opponents! But your cultivation is your biggest defect. In front of me, no matter how strong your physical body is, it has no meaning!"


    Yang Wen smiled.