"That''s crazy!"


    In the flying boat, except ye Feiyang, who was a little better, the others either stared round or opened their mouths, and their faces were full of shock.


    Before the war started, Yang Xuan opened his mouth and cursed the seven elders of Heifeng stronghold as dog slaves, which suddenly filled the hatred value.


    It can be imagined that the battle will break out later. How fierce the seven people will be. It is estimated that they will swallow Yang Xuansheng alive.


    "It''s arrogant!"


    "Elders, kill this boy and avenge our dead brother."


    In the distance, those martial artists of Heifeng stronghold who ran away had red eyes and were all filled with righteous indignation. They shouted angrily. They wanted to rush over and tear Yang Xuan apart, cramp and peel his skin.


    "What''s the noise? Do you want to play with me again?"


    The baby snorted discontentedly, and the sound of words came from the flying boat, which immediately changed the color of the martial artists of Heifeng stronghold, and all kinds of sounds stopped abruptly.


    Everyone is like being strangled by a pair of invisible big hands. They dare not break out half a fart any more. They are deeply afraid that the baby will drive the flying boat to kill them.


    For them, the flying boat is a big killing weapon. Even if they are numerous, it is difficult to resist the collision of this big guy. Whoever hits will die.


    "Boy, your mouth stinks."


    "If we don''t get rid of this son, it''s hard to eliminate our hatred."


    "Stronghold leader, this son deserves to die. Let his subordinates go down and kill him."


    The seven elders of Heifeng stronghold shouted angrily. A hot tempered elder of Shenli realm of Heifeng stronghold was unbearable. He said to Jiu Mingkong below and vowed to kill Yang Xuan to vent his anger.


    "I''ll deal with this boy. Don''t move."


    Jiumingkong opened his mouth and stared at Yang Xuan while guarding against the cloud and wind not far away.


    "I''m standing here. It depends on how you deal with me."


    Yang Xuan looked unchanged and looked down at Jiu Mingkong.


    "Boy, I have to say that you are really crazy, but crazy also depends on people. If you are presumptuous in front of me, your end is bound to be very miserable."


    Jiuming empty face gloomy tunnel.


    "What a great prestige!"


    Cloud Lanfeng chuckled and said sarcastically, "jiumingkong, jiumingkong, you are still the leader of the stronghold. Do you have only the ability to threaten a younger generation?"


    "Shut up, it has nothing to do with you."


    Jiuming said angrily.


    "I''m nosy. What can you do for me?"


    Although yunlanfeng was seriously injured, his words were quite strong.


    "Your Excellency must be the leader of Yunlan Valley?"


    Yang Xuan looked at Xiang Yun LAN Feng and hugged his fist slightly.


    "I''m Yun Lanfeng. What do you call me, young Xia?"


    Yun Lanfeng saluted with his fist and asked with a smile.


    "Younger generation Yang Xuan."


    "It''s Yang Xuan, young Xia Yang."


    Yun Lanfeng smiled and said: "young Xia Yang is young and can have such accomplishments. In the future, he is bound to rise in the world and shake ancient and modern times."


    "Are there few talents in our ancient continent, but ninety-nine percent of them died prematurely."


    Jiuming interrupts coldly. The top priority is to take Yang Xuan and rob Feitian boat. He doesn''t have time to listen to their nonsense.


    After a word, his sharp eyes looked at Yang Xuan and said, "boy, it''s not that I despise you. I''ll show my strength around with a Shenzhou with your cultivation. Sooner or later, more strong people will be attracted. If the Shenzhou changes its owner, you will lose your life."


    "Listen to what you mean. If I give you the Shenzhou, you will be merciful and surround my life?"


    "You are very smart. As long as you are willing to hand over the Shenzhou, I will not only spare you from death, but also take you as an exceptional disciple to pass on your unique knowledge. I will abdicate and take charge of Heifeng stronghold."


    Jiumingkong nodded, as if I took you as an apprentice. That''s your attitude of taking advantage of the sky.


    Hearing Jiu Mingkong''s words, Yang Xuan couldn''t help laughing.


    Since his debut, he has three masters. The king of war Yi Wuyi and the half step emperor are very beautiful. Not to mention, he is only the Tianshu God King of the sword palace, who can kill jiumingkong with one blow.


    This is no exaggeration. After all, Tianshu Shenjun is the disciple of the sword God Gu tongxuan. Although he has not been trained into the most powerful killing sword array, it is easy to kill jiumingkong without effort.


    However, it is ridiculous that jiumingkong has even opened his mouth to accept him as an apprentice, and what''s more, he wants to teach him the highest and unique knowledge.


    Fortunately, this is in the ancient continent, in the Holy Land continent or the Shenwu continent. Jiumingkong doesn''t know how many people will laugh off his big teeth and scold him for exceeding his ability.


    "What are you laughing at?"


    Jiumingkong looked bad. Although he didn''t understand why Yang Xuan smiled, he read a touch of ridicule and disdain from Yang Xuan''s smile.


    Others were puzzled when they saw Yang Xuan''s inexplicable smile, especially the martial artists of Heifeng stronghold.


    Although Yang Xuan undoubtedly suffered a loss when he handed over feitianzhou, if he could worship their stronghold leader as his teacher, he could also learn many powerful secret skills. In the future, he could even take charge of Heifeng stronghold and become the leader of a great stronghold.


    Seeing that Yang Xuan didn''t say a word, he was just smiling at himself. Jiu Mingkong was angry and shouted, "boy, what do you laugh at?"


    "Of course I''m laughing at you. For your accomplishments, not to mention being my master, you''re not qualified to give me shoes."


    Yang Xuan couldn''t help laughing anymore.


    "What are you talking about?"


    Jiumingkong is furious. He is just a boy who has just returned to the same country. He dares to humiliate himself in public, which makes him mad. The whole person is on the verge of violence.


    "You''re still a strong man at the peak of the divine power realm. Is it so difficult to use your ears? I said, you''re not qualified to be my master, and you don''t even have the qualification to give me shoes."


    "Bastard, don''t we cut you alive today and boil adult oil to light the sky lamp? It''s really hard to dispel my hatred."


    "The longer you practice, the more you can''t hold your breath. Why are you so excited? You''re badly hurt now. You''d better have a good rest first. When I solve your seven men, it''s not too late for you to kill me again."


    As soon as he said this, many martial artists in Yunlan valley were as numb as a chicken.


    The black robed boy named Yang Xuan didn''t know what he came from. He looked a little young. He was really arrogant. He threatened to clean up seven elders of Heifeng stronghold divine power realm first, and then turn around to clean up Jiu Mingkong.


    No matter what Yang Xuan said, it''s not too late to kill me again, but no one is an idiot and can''t hear that it''s irony.


    However, although Jiu Mingkong is injured, the skinny camel is bigger than the horse, and Yang Xuan, a martial artist who has just returned to the same territory, can''t compete.


    Don''t talk about confrontation. It''s hard to say whether he can accept jiumingkong''s move.


    Moreover, the seven elders of Heifeng stronghold are all strong in the realm of divine power. They have been killing people since their debut. Although their cultivation and strength are far less than that of Jiu Mingkong, any one of the seven can easily kill Yang Xuan.


    "Interestingly, no young man has dared to talk to us like this for many years. We''ll let you know what life is better than death."


    Jiuming''s face was ferocious and left angry. He shouted to the seven elders of Heifeng stronghold''s divine power realm: "what are you waiting for? Go and catch this boy for me."


    "Boy, if you don''t want to suffer, you''ll be arrested."


    "What are you doing talking so much nonsense with him? I''ll take him down now."


    "Hehe, it''s just a suckling boy. I''ll deal with him if I need your help."


    Seven elders of Heifeng stronghold spoke one after another, and none of them paid attention to Yang Xuan.


    For them, Yang Xuan''s cultivation is too low.


    If they have been shrinking in the flying boat, they really have nothing to do with him.


    But he was so bold that he abandoned the flying boat and ran out of it. It doesn''t matter if he ran out. He even spoke unkindly to their valley master and scolded them as dog slaves, which is unforgivable.


    "Stupid!"


    "The boy is so crazy that he is destined to pay for it."


    Many martial artists of Heifeng stronghold talk in a low voice. They want Yang Xuan to die without a whole body.


    Not long ago, the people of their Heifeng stronghold were killed by Feitian boat. I don''t know how many people. Up to now, there are only four or five thousand people left, many of them with injuries.


    Although it was the spirit who controlled the flying boat to kill wantonly, they also hated Yang Xuan, the owner of the flying boat.


    Because without the master''s command, the tool spirit can''t kill them for no reason.


    "What are you waiting for? Just go to someone."


    Hatoyama was displeased and impatient.


    "Why bother so much? Let them go together. I''ll kill them one by one."


    Yang Xuan blurted out.


    "Beast, your sin is unforgivable."


    Seven elders of Heifeng stronghold divine power realm are called one Nu!


    They have been practicing for many years and have become calm and sophisticated. It''s difficult for them to get angry, but they just feel that their lungs are going to explode when they hear Yang Xuan''s crazy words.


    "Yellow mouth child, I swear I won''t be a man until I cut off your tongue."


    An eagle nose old man couldn''t bear it. He stepped out and forced Yang Xuan step by step.


    Yang Xuan, with his black hair flying, glanced at each other obliquely and said casually, "it''s just the cultivation of the five heavy heaven in the divine power realm. Do you think you can deal with me?"


    "Madman, I can make you completely lose your resistance with one move."


    The eagle nose old man was furious.


    "Well, let''s see Zhenzhang at hand, but we''d better report your name before the war, so that I won''t kill you later. No one even knows your name."


    Yang Xuan''s mouth was not venomous. A word made the eagle nose old man almost run away on the spot. His eyes turned red and roared angrily: "you little rabbit don''t deserve to know my name."


    "Forget it."


    Yang Xuan shrugged and said, "so many people are watching. Hurry to fight."


    Shua!


    The eagle nose old man didn''t say a word, but his speed increased by dozens or hundreds of times in vain. He killed him with a lightning speed.


    Yang Xuan looked indifferent. He stood in the void with his feet and danced in a black robe in the wind.


    This is the shadow cloak. He has worn it on his way to Yunlan valley.


    After all, he is going to face several powerful people in the divine power realm. No matter how proud he is, he doesn''t dare to be careless. In short, he is prepared.