"Enough to teach you!"

Ju Wanyang muttered slowly, and his eyes gradually became cold.

With the change of his eyes, a terrifying True Yuan fluctuation suddenly rippled out from his body.

"It is worthy of the Great Sun Divine Body, it has only been a year and a half for him to break through to the holy level, and the strength of this True Yuan is really amazing. ”

Feeling that kind of powerful true yuan fluctuation, Yu Qianqiu couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

"Holy Lord, they don't plan to do anything here, do they?"

Mu Yanfeng frowned and muttered with some concern.

With the fluctuations in the sky above the Taihao Holy Land, there was also a stirring in the Holy Land, and obviously, many disciples were extremely afraid of this.

"Let them toss. ”

The Taihao Holy Lord shook his head slightly, his palm moved slightly, and a strange wave swept away.

"Buzz ......"

At the same time, from all parts of the Taihao Holy Land, one after another bursts of light burst out, and between the intertwined rays of light, a transparent light shield emerged, enveloping the entire Taihao Holy Land in it.

On top of this transparent mask, there are some faint lines circulating from time to time, making this seemingly vulnerable mask have a sense of indestructibility.

In this holy land area, although the Taihao Holy Land has been at the end of the twelve holy lands for a long time, the Taihao Holy Land, which has been inherited for nearly 10,000 years, still has some strong heritage.

This light mask has been blessed by many ancestors of Taihao Holy Land, and they want to forcibly break it in a short period of time, unless it is the joint efforts of dozens of saint-level mid-level powerhouses!

And as a disciple of the Taihao Holy Land, he also has some understanding of these things, and with the appearance of this light mask, the kind of scratching in the Holy Land has quietly annihilated.

"Holy Lord, is it really okay to leave Qin Yichen outside like this?"

Looking at the figure standing opposite Wan Yang outside the light mask, the hall master of Beihao Hall couldn't help but say softly.

"It's his own business. ”

Yu Qianqiu chuckled, and looked at the sky quietly, on his face, there was a bit of expectation.

Listening to the words of the Taihao Holy Lord who didn't care about it, the Beihao Hall Lord couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

Although Yu Qianqiu said it lightly, however, he knew the latter's heart to protect the calf, if Qin Yichen really had something, I am afraid that this seemingly transcendent Holy Lord would not hesitate to restrain his identity, and even help out at the expense of offending Wan Yang.

"You humiliated me in the courtyard of my Holy Land of All Souls that day, and today, I am here to teach you how to behave!"

Ju Wanyang stood in mid-air, his gaze looked down at Qin Yichen, he had always been the pride of the sky, and he was qualified to say such things to the geniuses of his peers!

Even the latter, the performance on the ladder is far better than him!

However, when he was in the Heavenly Ladder, he was already a supreme existence, and the latter was just a kid from the Emperor Realm.

The kind of gap between the two is by no means something that can be narrowed by the advantage of talent.

Moreover, in the past two years, he has also broken through to the holy level against Wanyang, and he is confident that even if Qin Yichen is given another two years, he will be able to stabilize the latter.

Therefore, at this time, Ju Wanyang didn't even plan to use Shengwei.

Of course, he didn't know how much the latter had improved in the past two years.

"In my opinion, your mouth is far more powerful than your ability. ”

In the face of Wan Yang, Qin Yichen did not have the slightest fear on his face, and in his mouth, a sneer sounded quietly.

"Really?"

Ju Wanyang's eyes narrowed slightly, and the majestic True Yuan rippled around him, causing the air to ripple, and circles of ripples visible to the naked eye quietly opened, and in his gaze towards Qin Yichen, the cold color became more and more intense.

"This kind of tongue is useless, why don't we add some color?"

Qin Yichen paused, and his calm voice spread across the sky.

Such a calm attitude made the countless disciples of the Taihao Holy Land below slightly stunned.

It was hard for them to imagine how Qin Yichen could be so calm in the face of a pride like Wan Yang.

Could it be that he really has the capital to compete with the latter?

"It's really funny, aside from your status as a Holy Heavenly Mansion, you are qualified to talk to me like this?"

Ju Wanyang's eyes stared at Qin Yichen, and a sneer couldn't help but come out of his mouth, this guy who was only in the Emperor Realm two years ago, did he really think that entering the Holy Heavenly Mansion would swell to such a point?

However, as the words fell, Wan Yang's face also became a little cold, this kind of inflated psychology, as the Holy Son of the First Holy Land, it was really necessary for him to beat the latter.

"Don't you dare?"

Qin Yichen raised his eyebrows and said with a smile.

"When you're qualified, let's talk crazy!"

In the face of Qin Yichen's ridicule again, even with Wanyang's determination, he couldn't bear it anymore, he shouted angrily, and his body suddenly shot out, he wanted this sharp-toothed guy to know that in addition to his identity in the Holy Heavenly Mansion, in his eyes, he was just a worthless weak chicken!

"Huh!"

Refutating Wanyang's angry shot, the speed was as fast as lightning, his figure appeared directly in front of Qin Yichen, and in an instant, he punched out, only to see the rolling true yuan rushing out like the sea, overwhelmingly blasting towards Qin Yichen.

The strength of the saint-level powerhouse exploded under his punch.

This punch is enough to defeat an ordinary saint-level powerhouse!

The furious fist mark roared with the true yuan like a sea, and the space became vibrated because of this, obviously, this punch of Wan Yang did not mean to keep his hand.

The shadow brought by the fist mark shrouded Qin Yichen's figure in it, however, he didn't seem to have any signs of avoiding it.

Seeing this, Wan Yang's brows couldn't help frowning slightly, although he wanted to vent his evil anger for himself and had the intention to teach Qin Yichen a lesson, but the latter's appearance seemed to be no different from looking for death.

"Huh!"

And just when Bar Wanyang hesitated a little, Qin Yichen's palm suddenly poked out, and it was directly slapped on the fierce fist print.

"Bang!"

As soon as the two came into contact, a deep voice erupted, and a shockwave visible to the naked eye raged wildly above the sky.

However, this kind of True Yuan Storm that was enough to crush the Venerable-level powerhouse was quietly annihilated when it came into contact with the transparent light shield above the Taihao Holy Land, and it was not able to erode into the Holy Land.

Looking at the violent shock wave, Taihao Holy Lord's eyes narrowed slightly, and after a while, his somewhat tense face finally relaxed, and at the corner of his mouth, it seemed to evoke a smile of relief.