"This son knelt down and kowtowed to the emperor''s corpse. Has he been passed on?"


    Zhou Ziyi''s eyes twinkled and his face was suspicious.


    "No mistake."


    Wei Zhongsheng narrowed his eyes and nodded for sure.


    Martial arts practitioners practice against the sky. Therefore, they are not afraid of the sky and do not respect the earth. They will never kneel down to others at will except their relatives and teachers.


    Since Yang Xuan worshipped the emperor''s corpse, he must have obtained the inheritance of the great emperor. If not, he definitely got some kind of secret treasure from the emperor''s corpse.


    "Whatever he gets, take him down and force him to ask."


    Chu Bufan''s voice was so loud that he was not afraid to be heard by Yang Xuan.


    Yang Xuan looked sad and his eyes were red. He didn''t hear Chu Bufan''s words.


    "Do you want to take him down now?"


    "Don''t worry, the emperor''s body is a little strange. Once we get close or start, we may be killed and robbed."


    "Then wait. I don''t believe he will stay next to the emperor''s body all the time."


    Chu Bufan talked with them, but they didn''t act rashly.


    "Master, you have a good journey. If there is an afterlife, you will be able to become a true immortal of martial arts."


    Yang Xuannan whispered to himself and looked deeply at the wind god Lang Jun in front of him. Although he had no vitality, he was still magnificent and elegant.


    "Master?"


    Chu Bufan looked at each other and their eyes were full of shock.


    Although they had already guessed that Yang Xuan had been inherited by the great emperor, it was still difficult to calm down when they heard Yang Xuan calling the other teacher.


    The inheritance of an ancient emperor is so precious that it is not available to ordinary martial artists. Now that Yang Xuan has obtained it, it proves that he has extraordinary talent and potential.


    "This boy is not easy. No wonder brother Chu didn''t catch him in the storm land before."


    Zhou Ziyi sighed.


    "Hum!"


    Chu Bufan gave a cold hum in his nose and showed his displeasure.


    Zhou Ziyi just smiled and said nothing more.


    He knows Chu Bufan''s temper. Besides, it''s strange that the old guy doesn''t work with him.


    "Master, I have offended you."


    Here, Yang Xuan accused him of a crime. First, he brushed the dust off the wind god Lang Jun with his hand, and then solemnly collected his remains.


    Take away the remains for nothing else, just to take the wind god husband away.


    When he got out of the imperial tower, Yang Xuan had to take time to visit Hongmeng world, find a geomantic treasure land and bury the wind god Lang Jun.


    Feng Shen Lang Jun was born in Hongmeng world. Although he is dead now, he can''t die in a foreign land.


    As for where he was buried, Yang Xuan had a number in mind.


    Yes, next to the tombstone.


    Although he had not seen the words on the tombstone clearly before, Yang Xuan firmly remembered the environment around the tombstone. He must have spent some time in Hongmeng world to find it.


    "This son touched the emperor''s body with his hand and was unharmed!"


    Zhou Ziyi''s eyelids beat.


    The strength of the ancient emperor was so strong that even if his body died and his soul disappeared, there was only one remains left, and it was difficult for the martial artists below the emperor to approach, let alone Yang Xuan''s only life of triple heaven cultivation in the meteorite realm.


    But it was this boy who touched the emperor''s body with his hand and didn''t die. He also included the emperor''s body in the storage ring.


    "Why are you so surprised? Since this son has been inherited, he will definitely be fine."


    Chu Bufan said coldly. His eyes looking at Yang Xuan were full of greed. It seemed that he was looking at a human treasure house.


    "Boy, you got the inheritance of the great emperor?"


    At the moment, Wei Zhongsheng, who had not spoken for a long time, asked with a faint vigilance in his eyes.


    Somehow, he always thought Yang Xuan was evil. If he didn''t keep an eye on him, he might capsize in the gutter.


    "Ask you something, your boy is dumb?"


    Zhou Ziyi shouted.


    "Who will fight me first?"


    This was Yang Xuan''s answer. His voice was not loud, but it was full of cold killing, which startled chuyang, Zhou Wen and Wei Qingshu who had just fallen from the abyss.


    I can''t imagine that Yang Xuan dared to shout war supreme.


    A young boy whose life fell into the triple heaven threatened to fight the supreme one. When it came out, he would laugh and scold him for overestimating his strength and hitting the stone with an egg.


    But now I heard it with my own ears and saw that Yang Xuan was full of war, so they couldn''t believe it.


    "What are you talking about?"


    Chu Bufan was born hot and blew up at once.


    "Oh, interesting. Is this the legendary young frivolous?"


    "Boy, I don''t know where you come from, but you have to see clearly. There are three supreme masters standing opposite you. They can crush you with their bare hands."


    Zhou Ziyi and Wei Zhongsheng smiled, and their voices contained great anger, which was awe inspiring.


    He is dignified and supreme, and his status is so prominent that he belongs to the existence that others look up to in the ancient continent. But right now, a young martial artist has uttered wild words to fight them.


    What is this, provocation?


    The more they think, the more angry they are, but they are not in a hurry to start.


    It''s easy to kill Yang Xuan, but I''m afraid it''s difficult to ask him about the inheritance of the great emperor. It''s estimated that torture will have to be used.


    "The practice of martial arts is endless. Above the supreme, there are three people, including seizing heaven, emperor, Dongtian and you. They have practiced for at least thousands of years. One is only the triple heaven of the supreme realm, and two are only the quadruple heaven of the supreme realm."


    Yang xuanyang started, glanced at Chu Bufan, Zhou Ziyi and Wei Zhongsheng, and said without mercy: "don''t you three old guys feel ashamed of this accomplishment after so many years? What''s more ridiculous is that you still put on a high look in front of me. Are you qualified?"


    These words made the three supreme masters turn black and almost walk away on the spot.


    Yang Xuan''s words were so sharp that he killed his heart every word.


    "My practice time is still short, and my accomplishments are far less than yours, but what about this? With my talent, I will be emperor in a hundred years."


    Yang Xuan''s mouth kept on, his pride was unparalleled, and he didn''t talk nonsense. Within a hundred years, he was confident that he could step into the emperor.


    This is still a normal time. Relying on the eternal life hall outside in January and inside for a hundred years, he can do it in a month.


    At that time, unless it is the legendary strong man in the cave sky, it will be difficult for anyone in the world to compete with him.


    "Being emperor for a hundred years is the funniest joke I''ve ever heard."


    Chu Bufan was so angry that he laughed, and his face was full of ridicule.


    He said coldly, "boy, I admit your talent, but it''s almost impossible to enter the emperor in a hundred years. Besides, most of the talents died on the road of cultivation, and today, you have to die here."


    "If you want to kill me, I''m afraid you can''t do it."


    Yang Xuan smiled coldly, and there was no trace of panic on his face.


    Even in the face of the three supreme masters, he is still unafraid.


    In the past, he was not the supreme opponent.


    But after understanding the profound meaning of the wind, he made great progress and doubled his confidence. Although he could not fight the three supreme masters alone, he did not have no chance of winning the battle with an ordinary supreme.


    "This boy..."


    Chu Yang, Zhou Wen and Wei Qingshu stood behind their ancestors. Everyone was shocked and angry.


    They were shocked by Yang Xuan''s boldness, and angry that Yang Xuan actually spoke one after another to humiliate their ancestors.


    "And you, if you''re unhappy, you can come and fight with me first. I''ll fight the three of you alone."


    Yang Xuan''s eyes turned and stared at Chu Yang, Zhou Wen and Wei Qingshu. There was a strong disdain in his eyes.


    With his current strength, he has the power to fight against ordinary supreme masters. Why are he afraid of three young warriors with divine power?


    "Arrogance!"


    Chu Yang and Zhou Wen angrily denounced and felt cold all over.


    But Wei Qingshu looked uncertain and silent. Somehow, seeing Yang Xuan''s arrogant style of behavior, he always felt that Yang Xuan looked like someone.


    Huang Zhou Yang Xuan!


    Yes, it''s Huang Zhou Yang Xuan.


    Wei Qingshu really didn''t know that they had that young hero in the ancient continent who dared to be so unscrupulous.


    "Don''t talk nonsense. I''ll just ask, do you dare to fight?"


    Yang Xuan asked.


    Wei Qingshu still didn''t say a word, and he couldn''t see joy and anger on his face.


    Chu Yang and Zhou Wen are different. They are ferocious and murderous, but they dare not fight when they think that Yang Xuan killed even the strong man of the demon family with a sword and his ghostly speed.


    Although their ancestors are there, they will certainly be fine, but they don''t want to lose in front of their ancestors in the hands of a generation whose cultivation is far lower than theirs.


    This is a matter of losing face and will shake their heart of martial arts.


    In fact, they don''t know that they don''t fight, and their heart of martial arts and Taoism has been shaken.


    On the road of cultivation in the future, Yang Xuan will even become their demons, wandering, unable to erase and entangled all his life.


    "Boy, you are so crazy. I want to see how capable you are and how many moves you can support in my hands."


    Chu Bufan snapped.


    "Ha ha, I don''t have much ability, but killing you is enough."


    With a long smile and a little on his feet, Yang Xuan jumped into the sky like a divine bird and came to a thousand feet high in an instant.


    "Die!"


    Chu Bufan was so angry that he pointed his right hand together into a sword, and a sharp sword Gang burst out from his fingertips.


    The sword Gang is about three feet long. It is as red as blood jade. It is thin, but it exudes a palpitating momentum.


    Pedal pedal!!!


    Chu Yang, Zhou Wen, Wei Qing, Shu Qi retreated, sweating, and all could not bear the momentum.


    "Hehe, this is the burning sword gang of your Chu family. Brother Chu really thinks highly of the boy above!"


    Zhou Ziyi smiled, but his eyes were awe inspiring.


    Burning burning sword Gang is a secret of the Chu family. It is a fire magic power handed down from ancient times. An ordinary supreme being may not be able to resist such a blow.


    "It''s the burning sword gang of the Chu family. No wonder the momentum is so terrible!"


    Zhou Wen and Wei Qingshu sucked cold air, which shocked them even more. In order to deal with Yang Xuan, Chu Bufan used the killing moves such as burning fire sword Gang as soon as he came up, which had to be said to be a bit of a fuss.


    "Kid, you can die under the burning sword gang of my Chu family. You have no regrets."


    Chu Bufan raised his head and stared at Yang Xuan. His voice was very cold and deadly.