"Who the hell are you?"


    Sun Wanfu suddenly got up and glared at Yang Xuan with a ferocious look.


    The grandparent of a noble family, an old strong man in the six heaven of the fairy kingdom, was so embarrassed by a young man who came out of nowhere. He really can''t afford to lose this man.


    Indeed, with his powerful mana, his injury was not very serious, but it was an indisputable fact that he was injured. No matter how he covered it up, outsiders could see that he had suffered a loss.


    The most unacceptable thing for him was that he was half kneeling by the other party''s punch, which could not be described as shame.


    When the news gets around, sun Wanfu will be discredited and ridiculed.


    "This man''s origin is unknown and his face is tight. I''m afraid he''s not from our vast immortal territory. Is he a descendant of an ancient aristocratic family from Outland?"


    "Alas, only those real immortal forces in the world can teach such evil figures!"


    "This son''s cultivation is obviously only like entering the Immortal King''s realm for the first time. Why is his combat power so terrible, especially his flesh, as much as many immortal and old demons who have practiced for many years and demonstrated Taoism by their bodies."


    At the moment, the ancestors of the fairy kings of all parties also focused on Yang Xuan and guessed his origin.


    No one would believe such a young Xianjun, a Tianjiao who can strongly hurt sun Wanfu.


    "It''s him. There can be no mistake!"


    Soon, a group of young people from the hidden sword palace suddenly exclaimed.


    "Shen An, do you know this man?"


    Situ Yun fell from the sky and immediately came to the Tibetan sword palace disciple who spoke and asked in a deep voice.


    "I told my ancestor that I had seen this man in the TIANYAO mountain, but he was repulsed by the other party. At that time, I didn''t even have time to see his appearance, but I remembered his dress and breath."


    The Tibetan sword palace disciple named Shen An said word by word: "I''m sure he''s the man. He seems to have stayed in TIANYAO mountain for a long time."


    There''s another thing Shen An didn''t say, that is, he initially regarded Yang Xuan as an immortal saint. Who wants others to be not an immortal Saint at all, but just an Immortal King, which is much lower than his cultivation.


    "And this!"


    Situ Yun narrowed his eyes and waved back Shen An. For a while, he didn''t want to stand up for Shen An. Even sun Wanfu was hurt by Yang Xuanyi''s boxing. Yang Xuan''s strength can be seen.


    "Young generation, I ask you something. Who the hell are you?"


    Sun Wanfu quickly asked again, his eyes were fierce and pressing, like trying to eat people. At this moment, everyone could feel his anger.


    "My name is Lin Feng. Of course, Lin Feng is only my pseudonym. You don''t deserve to know my true identity."


    Yang Xuan said faintly.


    "You''re crazy. I admit defeat. I''ll remember that I''ll double it in the future."


    Sun Wanfu gritted his teeth and said that he was not sure he could kill Yang Xuan, but if he wanted to go, Yang Xuan would never want to keep him.


    "If you have a grudge, you have to report it in the morning. Why wait until later? Besides, don''t you think you can really go?"


    Yang Xuan was amused, his body moved, and the great void skill was launched. The speed was incredible, and he killed him straightly.


    Now that he''s married, there''s nothing to say. Either you die or I die. This is also his consistent code of conduct.


    "This son really wants to kill sun Wanfu!"


    "Shall we go and help?"


    "No, sun Wanfu is arrogant and overbearing. If he dies here today, it''s not bad for us."


    The immortal kings and ancestors of all parties looked at each other and didn''t mean to intervene. It''s none of their business. They hung high. Moreover, they don''t have a deep friendship with sun Wanfu, and they don''t necessarily have to get into trouble for no reason.


    In other words, even if they jointly killed Yang Xuan today, who can guarantee that no expert behind Yang Xuan will come to seek revenge in the future?


    In short, they dare not act rashly until they know the details of Yang Xuan.


    "What are you doing? As long as you kill this man, the corpse of the demon emperor and the inner pill of the soul eating beast are ours. In addition, there must be many treasures on this son. I''m afraid that''s the most precious thing."


    Sun Wanfu shouted and had to fight against Yang Xuan.


    Yang Xuan came fiercely and hardly gave him any breathing time. He had no choice but to fight with him.


    "Die!"


    The cold light flashed in Yang Xuan''s eyes, and a powerful punch made a rumble in the void.


    After refining the blood of the demon emperor, his physique is undoubtedly stronger than before. Even if he doesn''t use the Ghost War body, it is enough to kill ordinary fairy kings.


    It is for Sun Wanfu and other middle kings that he has the power of a world war, not to mention that he has secretly mobilized the power of devouring heaven, and Sun Wanfu is even more unlikely to be his opponent.


    "Since you can''t kill me, why can''t you be an old man?"


    Sun Wanfu roared and quickly offered a magic weapon. It was an ancient tripod with three feet and two ears, which was engraved with countless Taoist patterns.


    As soon as the tripod came out, it quickly enlarged, and with a roar, Yang Xuan fell to the bottom, which made the earth shake violently, like a terrible earthquake.


    The crowd stood unsteadily and looked shocked. Even if the tripod fell, it would be difficult for the superior fairy king to bear it.


    "No, brother Lin won''t die like this!"


    Li Xiaoran and Zhao Ming were pale and worried.


    "Hum, under the mountain tripod of my sun family, no matter how strong your body is, you will have to be killed by Yiding town. There is no possibility of life."


    Sun Wanfu sneered. Their sun family is famous for refining utensils. This Zhenshan tripod was made by their sun family ancestors and passed down from generation to generation.


    It is precisely because of this killing device that their sun family can have a foothold in the vast immortal region and prosper forever.


    "This old fellow, even the Zhenshan tripod has been brought out!"


    All the ancestors of the fairy King took a breath, but situ Yun, the ancestor of the Tibetan sword palace, raised his eyebrows and couldn''t help but say, "I''m afraid you''ve kicked on the iron plate this time, old sun. This person doesn''t seem to be dead."


    With situ Yun''s words, the huge Zhenshan tripod entering the mountain was lifted up with one hand by a figure. Who is the person carrying the tripod, not Yang Xuan?


    "It''s impossible!"


    Sun Wanfu stared. His Zhenshan tripod could even collapse a mountain, but he couldn''t help Yang Xuan. Instead, he was propped up by the other party with his bare hands. This picture is shocking.


    People were also shocked and couldn''t believe it, but they didn''t believe it when the facts were in front of them.


    "Zhenshan tripod? It''s a good tripod. Unfortunately, you used it in the wrong place."


    Yang Xuan slouched and swallowed up the way of heaven secretly, forcibly erasing sun Wanfu''s Thoughts on the Zhenshan tripod. Then he saw that the tripod was shrinking in his hand until it became the size of a palm.


    "Vertical son, return my Baoding quickly!"


    If sun Wanfu felt it, he trembled with anger. This was his magic weapon, and it was the immortal tripod transported by the air pressure in the sun family town, but Yang Xuan easily took it away.


    "Since it''s a Baoding, of course, you have to try it out by capable people, and I''m just suitable to be the owner of this Ding."


    Yang Xuan weighed the small tripod in his hand, and his words were extremely humiliating.