The golden armored warrior said impatiently.
Xu Zimo frowned slightly, then relaxed his brows and asked: "To be honest, who wants to see me?"
"You'll know after you go there," the golden-armored warrior replied.
"Sure enough, it seems you lied to me," Xu Zimo said.
"So what," the golden-armored warrior snorted.
But as soon as he finished speaking, Xu Zimo's figure had already emerged.
He directly grabbed the opponent's neck with one hand, and the powerful force directly slammed the opponent's head against the wall next to him.
The walls were broken like tofu.
The figure of the golden-armored warrior was also embedded in the wall, and blood flowed out.
The golden armored warrior didn't seem to have reacted yet.
Someone actually dared to attack him in the Sun Palace.
This can be said to be a radical move on Tai Sui's head.
"You want to die," the golden-armored warrior raged.
But as soon as he finished speaking, Xu Zimo punched him again.
Just listen to the sound of "boom".
The fist was like a strong wind, landing heavily on the golden armored warrior's face.
The golden armor on his body was broken, revealing his bloody face.
"Tell me who is looking for me," Xu Zimo replied.
"I won't tell you, you're dead," the golden-armored warrior said with a malicious look in his eyes.
"I guess you won't be able to see whether I die, but you will definitely die," Xu Zimo sneered.
He slapped it down again.
This palm has a strong sense of oppression, the kind that intends to kill the opponent with one palm.
"Wait a minute," the golden-armored warrior also panicked and shouted quickly.
"What?" Xu Zimo smiled.
"Cowarded?"
"I tell you, let me go," said the golden-armored warrior.
"Okay," Xu Zimo nodded.
"It's Mr. Mu Yang," the golden-armored warrior replied.
"I was originally reporting to the Saint, but instead of seeing the Saint, I was stopped by Master Mu Yang outside.
After he heard about it, he asked me to take you to see him. "
"What is Mr. Mu Yang?" Xu Zimo asked.
"He is the young master of our Sun Palace, and his status is the same as that of the Saint." The golden-armored warrior replied.
"What did he see me for?" Xu Zimo asked doubtfully.
I don't seem to know the other person.
"I don't know about this, but the Young Master must have his own ideas," the golden-armored warrior replied.
"Okay, I've said everything I need to say now, please let me go."
"Sorry, I regretted it," Xu Zimo smiled.
He directly broke the golden armored warrior's neck and burned him to ashes with a burst of fire.
In fact, from the moment the other party lied to him, he was doomed.
Xu Zimo looked forward, he wanted to meet Mr. Mu Yang.
He walked forward alone, and the flames around him turned from golden to golden red.
Finally, Xu Zimo's figure stopped in front of a lake.
The entire lake is golden.
The waves sparkled, as if refracting a sun in the void.
In front of the lake is a thatched house.
In front of the thatched house, a young man wearing a linen gown was sitting by the lake, holding a fishing rod and fishing on the lake.
"Master Muyang?" Xu Zimo asked.
"What are you doing with Qing'er?" the young man asked as he concentrated on fishing.
The Qing'er he mentioned was probably Murong Qing.
"We are old friends, so I don't need to report to you," Xu Zimo said.
"Qing'er has been chanting a person's name since she came back from the Evil Demon Realm."
Young Master Mu Yang said: "If my prediction is correct, you must be the person she met in the Evil Demon Realm."
"You have enough nonsense, just say what you want to say," Xu Zimo replied.
"Qing'er and I have been childhood sweethearts since we were young, and she and I have been engaged for a long time.
So I remind you to stay away from her," Mr. Mu Yang replied.
Xu Zimo shook his head and laughed.
"It seems that Murong Qing doesn't like you, otherwise you wouldn't have a sense of presence in this kind of thing."
"What did you say?" The fishing rod in the young man's hand broke and he slowly stood up from the ground.
The power around him is very strong.
Like a gathering storm.
Of course, the strongest thing was the flame on the surface of his body, which was really like the sun, burning everything with indescribable high temperature.
The golden red flames were raging.
"I said, you can only find a sense of presence here," Xu Zimo repeated.
"It seems that you are not afraid of me. Do you believe that I can cancel your quota to enter the place of origin?" Master Mu Yang said.
He is the young master of the Sun Palace, and his words have a certain amount of gold.
"Then do you believe that I can make all of you Fire Tribe kneel down and call me daddy?" Xu Zimo asked.
He holds in his hand the flow of all waters.
This is something that can make up for the shortcomings of the Fire Tribe and allow them to reach a higher peak.
It is no exaggeration to say that if people of the Fire Tribe want to go higher, they must need the flow of ten thousand waters.
And Xu Zimo is the father of all their Fire Tribes.
Young Master Mu Yang snorted coldly and stretched out his hand to grab Zimo.
In that faint moment, the momentum exuded suddenly became stronger and weaker.
It seems to be maintained between the peak of semi-saint and great emperor.
"It seems that you haven't even broken through to semi-saint," Xu Zimo shook his head in disappointment.
"It's enough to kill you," Young Master Mu Yang shouted angrily.
When he grabbed it with his big hand, the domineering figure behind Xu Zimo drew his knife.
The violent sword intent cut his palm in half.
"Kill," Xu Zimo shouted softly.
Ba Ying transformed into thousands of blades of energy, constantly stirring in the void.
The void shattered and surrounded Young Master Mu Yang.
The other party kept breaking the sword intention.
But while he had no time to think about it, Xu Zimo kicked him directly.
The big footprints were on the opponent's chest, and Master Muyang's figure fell into the lake.
Young Master Mu Yang stood up in the embarrassed lake, his whole body already wet.
The aura on him became weaker.
It seems to have stabilized at the peak of the emperor.
"If I hadn't been attacking the realm during this period, I would definitely fight to the death with you," Young Master Mu Yang said angrily.
After all, we have to go to the place of origin.
He wanted to make his strength stronger, so he wanted to enter the semi-saint level.
"I'm here to accompany you at any time, but you missed my business. How do you settle this account?" Xu Zimo asked.
"What do you want?
But don’t forget, this is the Palace of the Sun,” Master Mu Yang snorted coldly.
This is his territory, and he is the young master of the Sun Palace.
So he believed that Xu Zimo would not mess around.
"I've never followed the rules," Xu Zimo stepped forward directly.
He said and killed him.
Ba Ying was suspended above his head, and endless sword intent spurted out.
Young Master Mu Yang wanted to defend himself, but it was already too late.
The strong sense of oppression struck again.
Xu Zimo was as fast as lightning and hit Mr. Mu Yang again and kicked him away.
"Damn it," Mr. Mu Yang said angrily with his hair disheveled.
Behind him, his true destiny appeared.
A golden sun is shining.
The sun seems to swallow everything.
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