All of a sudden, the blood rushed straight to his forehead, and it felt like the blood vessels in his brain were about to explode.
Even though he was an eighth-level emperor, he couldn't hold back his anger, and his fists clenched loudly, like bursts of thunder.
The monks around heard this sound, and everyone turned pale with fright.
Because when the terrifying sound sounded, many monks felt their hearts beating loudly, as if they had been hit by a hammer.
After all, this guy is an eighth-level emperor, and his strength is terrifying, far beyond what the surrounding monks can resist!
When this guy's momentum was released, many monks were severely suppressed, their faces turned pale, they were sweating profusely, and many of them were even suppressed and fell to their knees!
The sudden scene really caught many monks off guard.
"Xuan Ye! What do you want to do!"
The emperor-level expert from Daxia Martial Palace directly reprimanded, and his terrifying aura instantly crushed him in that direction.
Because Xuan Ye released his imperial aura here without any scruples, the monks around him were completely unable to resist, and suddenly the entire square began to commotion.
This kind of behavior is tantamount to a slap in the face of Daxia Wufu. That's why the top Emperor Realm expert in Daxia Wufu is so angry.
An angry shout directly dispersed the aura released by the other party.
Xuan Ye woke up and turned around at this angry shout, and the anger in his mind also dissipated a lot.
And at that moment, he felt a surge of fear.
It was as if his neck was being grasped by someone, and the pain was unbearable even for him at the eighth-level emperor level.
Even though the gap in realm between the eighth-grade Emperor Realm and the Peak Emperor Realm is not very big, the gap in strength is very big.
At this time, Wang Jiulong directly said sarcastically: "Old Xuan, what are you doing? Don't get too excited. If you kill everyone next to you in excitement, you will have to lose your life. Then It’s not worth it!”
These words are full of yin and yang meanings.
The faces of the monks on the Nine Guards side were also filled with playful smiles.
Xuanfeng Pavilion has always been at odds with Jiuwei, and they are also very arrogant. When participating in the selection competition in previous years, Xuanfeng Pavilion often caused trouble for Jiuwei.
But because Jiuwei didn't have any particularly outstanding talents, they often suffered from Xuanfeng Pavilion.
Now that they see Xuanfeng Pavilion being so defeated, they are very happy in their hearts and want to jump up.
The monks from all the major forces also started to point fingers. Everyone was watching the show when Xuanfeng Pavilion made such a fool of themselves.
"Good guy, is this monk from Xuanfeng Pavilion looking for death? How dare he be so arrogant in Daqian City!" A monk said doubtfully, his eyes full of surprise.
"Although Xuan Ye is an eighth-grade emperor, if they want to be arrogant here, then they are just throwing eggs against stones, overestimating their own abilities!" Some monks said with a sarcastic look.
Many monks from the top forces are happy to see these things. They hope that the Xuanfeng Pavilion will become more arrogant, and it will naturally be miserable if it is taken away.
If there is one less Xuanfeng Pavilion, then there will be one less competitor for the monks from other forces, and there will be a lot less pressure.
Who doesn’t want to have fewer enemies?
"I'm afraid that Xuanfeng Pavilion doesn't want to live anymore. It's a bit hard to think about! After all, so many monks have died. This is just the beginning, and we have already lost all our face."
