The masters of the Divine Catcher Division and the Zongren Mansion looked solemn.
Xia Xingyun also looked ugly.
end!
However, Xiao Yang and the other two who participated in the battle of the Imperial City that night did not panic. Instead, they looked at Yang Si with some expectation.
It was not like a human sword, and they wanted to see it again.
However, they don't know that Yang Si only has more than one million points in his hands now.
The simple version of peerless martial arts requires a full 50 million points.
Yang Si was highly focused and looked in the direction where the stick was coming from.
A figure stepped forward step by step.
Wearing a black robe, a black scarf covers his face.
Hide your head and show your tail.
However, the aura on his body undoubtedly revealed the fact that he was a warrior of the end.
"Yang Si, known as the Fourth Young Master in the world, has such strength at such a young age. He is such a talented young man."
The man in black at Zhijie looked at Yang Si calmly.
"You who hide your head and reveal your tail are wasting your Zhijie strength." Yang Si remained vigilant and said as he looked at the Zhijie man in black.
"Hey... I don't want to face the endless encirclement and suppression by the Daxia army, although the Daxia court probably doesn't have the energy now." The Zhijie warrior said calmly.
Even if it is the limit, it will be a headache if it faces the Daxia court.
After all, the Zongren Mansion also has masters of the ultimate realm, as well as a huge army.
Secondly, the ultimate master is not alone, others can also operate on your relatives and friends.
Even if you are alone, if you are surrounded by the Daxia army, it will probably be quite difficult.
The Zhijie warrior glanced at Yang Si indifferently: "What a pity. You are such a genius. Are you willing to worship me as your teacher and become my disciple and break away from the Daxia court? I will keep you safe today."
He really felt that it was a pity to kill such a genius Yang Si, but Yang Si was in the opposite position to him at the moment, so there was nothing he could do about it.
Hearing this, everyone was stunned.
Those people from aristocratic families also showed traces of anxiety on their faces.
Yang Si also smiled, a little sarcastically: "Accept me as your disciple? You are not worthy..."
"Hahaha, the talented young man has high ambitions. You must know that if the Martial God does not come out, the end will be the top of the world."
"I'm not even worthy of it. Do you still want the God of War to be born and accept you as your disciple?"
The man in black at Zhijie stared at Yang Si and said with a smile.
Hearing this, Chu Yi glanced at Yang Si silently. According to Yang Si, he himself had inherited the mantle of a martial god.
All in all, Yang Si's master is really a martial arts god.
"Hehe..." Yang Si grinned.
God of War?
Even if the God of War comes out of the mountain, he may not be qualified to be my master.
After all, as long as you advance the game and look for clues to the game's unique martial arts, you can become a god of martial arts.
"If that's the case, then you can go with peace of mind, it's a pity..."
boom…
A terrifying aura exploded from the body of the warrior.
The man in black slapped Yang Si directly.
The huge palm print of zhenqi covered it.
The pressure alone made Yang Si difficult to breathe quickly.
Can't even move...
The warriors at the end of the world are so terrifying.
When a weak person faces an attack from a strong person, not to mention whether your speed can keep up, the aura and coercion alone can suppress you and prevent you from moving.
Yang Si raised his head and stared at the big palm print with burning eyes.
hold head high!
Dragon roars echoed across the sky.
Golden Dragon Tenglong!
Facing the ultimate warrior, Yang Si did not dare to take it lightly.
Direct action is the strongest six golden dragons.
After being promoted to King Wu, the power of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms in Yang Si's hands was naturally different from the past.
hold head high!
The golden dragon soars into the sky!
The big palm print of the man in black directly broke through the limit!
"What?!" The expression of the man in black at Zhijie changed!
And the aura of Yang Si at this time!
King Wu! ? !
When he was fighting the old man surnamed Zhao just now, Yang Si still suppressed his own strength and used the Turtle Breathing Technique to check and balance, but he only used the strength of the eighth realm warrior.
But now facing the ultimate warrior, Yang Si naturally can no longer hide.
The experts from the Divine Catcher Division and the Zongren Mansion also looked at Yang Si in confusion.
King Wu? ! when!
Before, Yang Si's strength was still at the eighth level!
Chu Yi was the only one who glanced at Yang Si with a strange expression. Thinking of last night's scene, she couldn't help but turn red.
"If I remember correctly, Yang Si will be seventeen this year!" Xiao Yang said with a strange expression.
"That's right! Cousin Yang Si is seventeen this year, and will turn eighteen during the Chinese New Year. I seem to have heard my father say that cousin Yang Si's birthday is on the third day of the lunar new year."
After saying that, Xia Xingyun was still a little angry. His father didn't even remember his own birthday, but instead remembered the birthday of a nephew.
Seventeen-year-old King Wu!
It's really scary.
boom!
The six golden dragons clashed with the palm prints, and the terrifying aftermath spread directly.
Almost the entire Yuan family's manor was leveled by the aftermath!
While Yang Si was fighting the old man named Zhao, everyone in the Yuan Manor ran out very consciously.
However, there are always some who are slower in moving, and some who are unwilling to give up money and are picking up the pieces, but now they are all buried under the rubble.
"King Wu, no wonder you are so arrogant. The young King Wu is indeed qualified to be arrogant. Maybe as you said, maybe I am not qualified to be your master."
The man in black at Zhijie looked at Yang Si: "If I give you time, it won't take long for you to become Zhijie, and you may even be able to challenge the legendary God of War."
"What a pity. Without the Martial Arts Temple, we will have no way forward."
After finishing speaking, the man in black spoke again sincerely: "Young Martial King, what a pity. How can we carefully consider joining us to explore the supreme truth of martial arts? We already have part of the Martial God's Key in our hands, and the clues to the Martial God's Temple. Yep, I’ve collected a lot.”
"You are such a genius, you probably wouldn't want to end up stuck like the rest of us, and die in depression."
The man in black at Zhijie looked at Yang Si, waiting for Yang Si's answer.
Xiao Yang, Wang Guan, as well as some experts from the Shen Catching Division and Zongren Mansion all looked at Yang Si nervously. If it were them, they would probably be moved as well.
Only Chu Yi and the second prince Xia Xingyun showed sneers. Yang Si of the Martial Arts Temple really didn’t need it!
They all knew that Yang Si had said that he had inherited the mantle of a Martial God.
And Yang Si shook his head slightly: "We have different ways, so we don't want to work together!"
"What a pity, but today I can kill a young Martial King, I'm a little excited when I think about it!" A terrifying aura erupted from the man in black at Zhijie.
The Young King of Martial Arts can make people very happy if they are friends or companions!
But since they are enemies, they must not stay!
The man in black at the end of the world shoots out both palms!
Phew!
A sharp eagle cry!
The two palms shot by the man in black condensed into two huge goshawks.
Real gas!
The sharp eagle claws were tearing down at Yang Si.
The eagle's claws are wrapped with terrifying energy. If it is caught, it will definitely be torn to pieces.
Two huge goshawks, carrying terrifying power, flap their wings and create a huge wave of air.
The people around him, whether they were experts from aristocratic families, masters from the Divine Catcher Division or the Zongren Mansion, all stayed away.
Xia Xingyun also directed the Imperial Guards to retreat.
