"Oops!"
Wu Haotian couldn't help shouting when he saw Yang Xiao being knocked away by a palm.
Xing Zhe, Xing Xiaoyuan and others on the side also felt nervous.
Xing Xiaoyuan asked his son nervously:
"Son, you are very familiar with senior. Do you think senior can withstand the attack of the ancestor of the Ula tribe?"
Xing Zhe also had no confidence in his heart. He communicated with Yang Xiao last night and knew that Yang Xiao was now at the peak of the late Emperor level and had not yet truly broken through to the Saint level.
"Let's see first, he is not defeated so easily."
In Xing Zhe's impression, since he met Yang Xiao, Yang Xiao has almost never been defeated, and it is common for him to defeat his opponents by leapfrogging.
However, this time we were facing a saint-level supreme and extraordinary powerhouse. This gap could not be bridged by ordinary skills.
Although he has confidence in Yang Xiao, worries are inevitable.
In the air a little below them, hundreds of people from the Xianghe tribe stood in mid-air watching the battle. They were all panicked when they saw Yang Xiao being knocked away.
Could the hope that was only raised yesterday be destroyed so soon?
...
"Don't overestimate your capabilities!"
The white-faced and green-robed ancestor snorted softly, stood with his hands behind his back, and was not in a hurry to chase Yang Xiao.
For an extraordinary strong man who is a Saint-level Supreme, he has a natural sense of superiority in controlling the overall situation when facing opponents who are below the Saint-level Supreme.
Although it can't destroy the world with a wave of his hand, it can destroy the opponent.
This kind of super combat power gives the saint-level supreme masters a sense of detachment as a master, and also allows them to behave very freely and gracefully when facing low-level opponents.
If a saint-level supreme extraordinary strongman pursues and beats an emperor-level opponent, it will look too lackluster and elegant.
The ancestor with a white face and a blue shirt is very noble and arrogant.
"I thought you were very capable, but it was nothing more than asking me to go here for nothing. Let's do this. I'll give you a chance to commit suicide and apologize. I won't pursue anything else."
This is like a fight between an adult and a child. The adult still has to pay attention to his status.
"Hahaha,"
Yang Xiao laughed.
Since he entered Shendu Academy, he has met only a handful of saint-level extraordinary experts along the way, and all of them are extremely conceited.
From the vice-president and courtyard of Shendu College, to the three elders of the Black Ice Winged Dragon in the ancient continent, and later to the mad sage Thanos, Night Owl No. 12.
Each one of them is a typical example of arrogance, aloofness and conceitedness.
"You want me to commit suicide? You are not qualified yet!"
Yang Xiao sneered.
"Hmph, I originally wanted to leave you intact, but since you don't appreciate it, don't blame me for letting you disappear into ashes.
However, I suddenly had a new idea. Although you are wearing a cloak, cape, and veil and can't see your face clearly, I can infer from your voice that you should still be very young.
How about you let me seize the body and I promise you that the Xianghe clan will never be destroyed? "
"..."
Yang Xiao was speechless.
Damn it, the idea of seizing the body is all on my head?
As soon as the white-faced and green-shirted ancestor said these words, everyone from the Ula tribe to the Xianghe tribe were stunned.
Is there such a thing as seizing one's body?
With Yang Xiao's talent, he is indeed the ideal person to be taken away from him.
However, with Yang Xiao's current cultivation level, it is almost impossible for him to be taken away from him, unless Yang Xiao is willing to be taken away from him.
Even if the white-faced and green-shirted ancestor has the supreme cultivation level of the Holy Level, once he condenses the Spiritual Will Ball, his mental power will drop by several realms in succession. It is extremely difficult for even those in the early stage of the Emperor Level to seize the body, let alone an Emperor Level like Yang Xiao. A person who is at his peak in the later period.
Unless Yang Xiao used the soul-fixing pill like he did when he helped Udai seize Ye Xiao Twelve's body last time.
Xing Zhe's heart twitched.
If Yang Xiao is really taken away by the other party, it will really be his own fault.
「
Brother Yang, please don't agree to him. If it doesn't work, just leave. Don't think about our Xianghe tribe. The worst is that we will fight to the death. "
"Noisy!"
The white-faced and green-robed ancestor raised his hand and struck Xing Zhe in the distance with a palm print.
The white-faced and green-robed ancestor was extremely fast, and Yang Xiao and Xing Zhe were at least two kilometers away from each other.
With Xing Zhe's cultivation level, he couldn't resist this palm at all.
Yang Xiao didn't hesitate at all, and appeared in front of Xing Zhe in a flash, slashing out the Divine Sword instantly.
A golden ray of light struck the incoming palm print.
"boom!"
There was an explosion, the palm print was split open, and the violent energy shock wave spread in all directions.
Xing Zhe and other people in the imperial realm were shaken and flew backwards.
Xing Zhe secretly screamed that it was dangerous.
"Retreat on both sides!"
Yang Xiao shouted, his figure flashed, and he rushed towards the white-faced and green-robed ancestor in the distance.
"I'll give you eight palms, and you can try my eight swords too!"
The God-Zhanping Sword in his hand struck eighteen blows in a row.
"Haha, don't talk about eight swords, I can do eighty swords,"
Before the white-faced and green-robed ancestor could finish his words, he felt something was wrong. His mind moved, and he teleported backwards while slashing eight palms forward.
The world-destroying cloud-piercing palm.
However, this time, it was different from the last time.
The golden light struck by Yang Xiao's eighteen swords came as lightning.
As soon as each palm of the white-faced and green-robed ancestor struck, it was split in half by Yang Xiao's God-Slaying Sword.
The eight palm prints that the white-faced and green-robed ancestor instantly made were split open by Yang Xiao.
A chill suddenly rose in his heart.
Why did this kid's cultivation level suddenly improve?
When the God-Zhanping Sword struck out for the first time, he felt a powerful murderous aura, which was far more powerful than Yang Xiao's Prajna Palm before.
He didn't have time to think, and after instantly taking out the eight world-destroying cloud-penetrating palms, he shouted loudly:
"rise!"
In an instant, a hill appeared in front of the white-faced, green-robed ancestor.
Thousands of meters away, a mountain on the ground disappeared.
"The magical power of moving mountains?"
Chi Xue Zhen exclaimed.
The magical skill of moving mountains is the secret method of the Ula tribe. According to the historical records of the Ula tribe, no one has successfully practiced it in the past 500 years.
Unexpectedly, the white-faced and blue-shirted ancestor actually succeeded in practicing the secret technique of moving mountains that has been lost for hundreds of years.
The white-faced, green-shirted ancestor instantly moved a mountaintop in front of him, and he also used powerful genetic evolution energy to turn it into a solid defensive shield.
The magical skill of moving mountains can be used both for defense and attack.
A mountain can suppress a small town.
At this moment, the white-faced and green-shirted ancestor realized that Yang Xiao's combat power was far from what he had previously expected. In desperation, in order to save his life, he used the mountain-moving skill to move a mountain on the ground.
This scene, whether it was the people of the Ula tribe, the Xianghe tribe, or the Qiluo tribe, were all deeply shocked.
With a powerful and extraordinary man like the white-faced and blue-shirted ancestor existing, Caiyun Continent is destined to be ruled by him.
In the moment of shock, everyone felt an even more bizarre and shocking scene.
Yang Xiao's God-Slaying Sword struck eighteen blows in succession. The energy of the eight blows in front of them dissolved the eight palm prints of the white-faced, blue-shirted ancestor respectively, but there were still ten blows left.
Ten golden rays split the void.
In everyone's naked eyes, they saw a space that was split open. It continued to extend until it reached the hill in front of the white-faced and green-shirted ancestor.
Yang Xiao got the God-Slaying Sword for the first time in the Ancient Continent, and fought against the third brother of the Black Ice Winged Dragon. He also slashed eighteen times in a row, and the third brother of the Black Ice Winged Dragon couldn't resist, and had no choice but to admit defeat.
The combat power of the white-faced and blue-shirted ancestor is even lower than that of the third Xuanbing pterosaur.
The torn void continues to expand.
That hill was in public before
In human eyes, it was still so solid and shocking, but at this moment, it was like tofu, being split open.
"boom!"
There was a loud noise, and the entire hill exploded into pieces.
The white-faced and green-robed ancestor felt a tightness in his chest, his body flew backwards, and a line of blood spurted out.
