"What the hell!" before the dust had dispersed, there was a roar from the dust.
Shen Fu''s body trembled more and couldn''t even say a word.
Yang Xuan waved his sleeves and blew away the dust, revealing three of the old men with angry faces.
"Are you people from LingXiao palace?" Yang Xuan looked at the three people, his voice was like thunder, condescending.
"Bastard, who are you..." an old man was surprised and angry and scolded.
Hiss!
A shining ice edge stabbed out of his mouth, blocked all his remaining words in his throat, and blood gushed out.
The old man was surprised and didn''t even respond. He opened his mouth and wanted to say anything more, but the endless darkness had flooded him like a tide.
Shen Fu trembled like a pendulum and fell on the ground like a lamb to be slaughtered.
The remaining two old men lost their anger and were replaced by shock and deep fear. After a long time, one of them shouted: "white... White..."
Yang Xuan said faintly, "are you from LingXiao palace?"
"Yes, yes, please forgive me, please forgive me." they both knelt down and begged for mercy without thinking about it.
Before Yang Xuan disappeared, he had determined that he was a true God expert. They were just virtual gods. Yang Xuan wanted to kill them, but he wanted to read the things between them. So they were full of fear at this time. Why did they ever have a little fluke?
"Hehe, LingXiao Temple dares to reach into our immortal gate. Aren''t you afraid I''ll cut off your hand?" Yang Xuan''s voice is very weak, but it makes the two old men tremble and beg for mercy.
"Go back and tell emperor Qianjun that I will find him." Yang Xuan stood with his hands down and his voice was flat.
"Yes, thank you for your kindness." the two kowtowed like garlic, with blood flowing on their foreheads, hurriedly retreated and fled.
"Shen Fu, I won''t kill you for the time being." Yang Xuan said faintly.
Shen Fu kowtowed repeatedly: "thank you for not killing me, thank you for not killing me."
Yang Xuan smiled at the corners of his mouth. After taking a look at the ups and downs on the ground, he casually said, "I''ll let you look at your so-called strong backer. In my eyes, it''s just like this."
Although Shen Fu didn''t understand what he meant, he didn''t dare to ask questions at this time, but he just couldn''t stop kowtowing.
Zhu Xinghe sighed in his heart. At this moment, he realized more clearly that all conspiracies are vain in front of absolute strength.
Shen Fu tried his best to seize power and seek government, and played a big game of chess. However, as soon as Yang Xuangang appeared, he easily resolved it with the momentum of thunder. Shen Fu must not be able to guess the outcome.
At this moment, Zhu Xinghe''s awe of Yang Xuan reached its peak.
A few days later, at the foot of Lingxiao mountain, behind a man in white, followed by a middle-aged man, following suit and deferential.
"Tianmen?" Yang Xuan looked up at the three big characters on the huge stone door and opened his mouth faintly.
"Stop, this is Lingxiao''s place. No one can stop!" several mountain guarding disciples of Lingxiao hall jumped out, looking bad.
"Tell emperor Qianjun that I''m white." Yang Xuan said casually.
Emperor Qianjun is the real name of the leader of Lingxiao hall.
"Bold, how dare you call... Ah, you''re white." the mountain guarding disciple shouted in surprise. After looking at it again, he didn''t dare to say anything and flew away.
A moment later, a group of people galloped down the Lingxiao mountain.
"White, how dare you come to Lingxiao mountain?" a white haired old man glared at Yang Xuan.
"Who are you?" Yang Xuan looked at him and asked casually.
"I''m song Yunlan, the elder of Lingxiao temple. Bai Qi, you kill me without authorization. Do you know your sin?" the white haired elder song Yunlan shouted angrily.
Yang Xuan ignored him, just shook his head, and then said faintly, "emperor Qianjun, I count three times. If you don''t appear again, I''ll level your Lingxiao temple."
Song Yunlan and the Lingxiao elder behind him were furious and scolded in unison. Song Yunlan shouted angrily and made a move.
At this time, a voice full of endless majesty came down from Lingxiao mountain: "please rise up the mountain in vain."
Song Yunlan and others were stunned. They could only restrain themselves and angrily made an invitation gesture.
Yang Xuan turned a blind eye to the crowd and took Shen Fu all the way up the stairs. He didn''t forget to enjoy the scenery along the way. Song Yunlan and others looked green and red, gnashing their teeth.
On the Lingxiao mountain, until he came to a huge building, Yang Xuan saw a person standing on the steps outside the hall. His clothes moved slightly and stood out of thin air, like a relegated immortal.
It is the patriarch of Lingxiao hall, Emperor Qianjun.
Under him, there were dozens of LingXiao Temple elders who looked at Yang Xuan differently.
Among them, there were five or six people in the realm of true God.
"Lord, let''s get up with him..." song Yunlan hurried two steps and arched her hands.
"You step back." emperor Qianjun waved slightly, but his eyes fell on Yang Xuan.
"I''ve heard of Bai Qi''s name for a long time, and it''s worth it when I see him today." he looked down at Yang Xuan and said coldly, "I don''t know what''s the matter when brother Bai went to the sky?"
Yang Xuan smiled and said faintly, "my unworthy disciple, thanks to Lingxiao''s attention, sent someone to help him. If I don''t come to ask, I can''t justify it."
Emperor Qianjun looked at Shen Fu behind him and asked, "who is responsible for this?"
An old man came out and said, "I''m responsible for returning to the patriarch."
Emperor Qianjun said faintly, "I miss three days facing the wall."
The old man replied, "yes!"
After that, he will step down.
Yang Xuan smiled and said, "wait!"
"Why, brother Bai still wants to interfere in my Lingxiao affair?"
Emperor Qianjun looked down at Yang Xuan.
Yang Xuan shook his head, stepped and walked straight towards the old man.
Everyone looked at him and didn''t know what he was going to do.
After standing in front of the old man, Yang Xuan suddenly asked, "what do you call it?"
"I''m in the sky. I''m old and fair." the old man said proudly.
"Well." Yang Xuan nodded and asked, "who else has intervened in this matter?"
"I did it alone. Why, do you want to kill me?" Mingzheng said with disdain.
"If no one else intervenes, only you will be killed." Yang Xuanping''s voice was as light as water, as if he were describing a very ordinary thing.
"What?" Ming Zhengping was stunned, as if Bai didn''t understand what Yang Xuan said.
But the next moment, a very strong stone thorn came out of the ground, oblique from Mingzheng''s flat back, and out of the front chest.
Blood surged out wildly, and the thick smell of blood began to diffuse. Shen Fu trembled and couldn''t stand stably.
Mingzhengping stared at Yang Xuan and opened his mouth. He seemed to want to say something, but he didn''t say anything, so he swallowed his last breath.
Until the moment before his death, he couldn''t believe that he died in the Lingxiao temple and in front of the patriarch.
Everyone was shocked. No one thought that Yang Xuan dared to kill in front of so many people and Emperor Qianjun.
"If you dare, you will die." emperor Qianjun''s voice was like thunder and anger, occupying the whole world.
In an instant, there was lightning and thunder in the sky, and there was a great storm.
As the leader of Lingxiao temple, who has dominated the whole East for thousands of years, Emperor Qianjun has never seen arrogant people such as Yang Xuan dare to kill in front of him.
For a time, the crowd in front of the hall was angry and surrounded Yang Xuan.
Emperor Qianjun went straight up into the sky, stretched out his hand and grabbed it. It had been completely composed of rain. He grabbed the long gun in his hand, grabbed the tail and hit the sky. The tip of the gun touched the ground and aimed at Yang Xuan.
"Bai Qi, I thought you were the true God and left a face for you. I didn''t expect you to commit murder openly. In this case, let''s leave your life here." emperor Qianjun''s voice was like Hongzhong Dalu, and the shaking world was shaking.
The next moment, the transparent spear drove the wind and rain in the sky and stabbed Yang Xuan hard.