However, as the king of all worlds, Wang Ying has never been afraid of anyone, he even killed the youngest son of the Holy Emperor of the East, what else is there to be afraid of?

"Last time, if you let people go, you still won't let them go!"

Wang Ying's voice was indifferent, and when he looked at the young man in white, there was a sharp cold glint in his eyes.

The confrontation between the two made everyone's eyes shine with a little excitement, and now the two Holy Emperor-level Tianjiao do not give in to each other, which is a more exciting thing for them than refining medicine, because the Holy Emperor-level Tianjiao is extremely rare in this Yunzhou City.

It's just that almost no one knows the identity of the young man in white, who only knew that he was a big man and his identity was very mysterious, but now that he stood up, everyone began to be even more curious about his true identity.

"Nameless, this is the son of Ye Lang, the descendant of the Thousand Transformations Saint King!" Chen Yao said lightly, but as soon as his words fell, everyone gasped.

In the Thirteen Provinces of the East, who doesn't know that the Thousand Transformations Holy King is one of the most powerful generals under the Eastern Coming Holy Emperor, the Thousand Transformations Saint King, but the top Saint King figure, and as his disciple, you can imagine how noble his identity is, even more noble than everyone imagined!

And with Ye Lang's appearance, the people of the Danyang faction seemed to have confidence, and immediately saw that all the powerhouses of the Danyang faction were stepping out, Ye Lang shouted even more, his voice shook the entire giant square trembling, and his eyes were extremely sharp.

Even though the identity of the young man in white was not weaker than him, but as a personal disciple of the Thousand Transformations Holy King, when did Ye Lang ever be afraid of anyone?

"Nameless Big Brother ......"

Seeing such a powerful formation, Wei Shen's body couldn't help but tremble, and his eyes revealed a bit of incredulity.

Because he couldn't figure out why a character like the nameless big brother would come out for him, who he didn't know, to offend the entire Danyang faction, and to stand up for him, and besides, standing in front of him, but the personal disciple of the Thousand Transformations Holy King, the nameless brother, why is he?

The Wei Shen brothers and sisters are in the Danyang faction, although they have a bit of talent, but after all, they are just ordinary disciples, under the power, there is no room to speak, so their horizons are not so wide, in their eyes, the head of the Danyang faction is an extremely powerful figure, as for a figure like the Thousand Transformations Saint King, it is already equivalent to the existence of a god.

In Wei Shen's opinion, the nameless eldest brother is clearly offending the disciple of the gods!

What an incredible thing it is!

"A disciple of the Thousand Transformations Holy King?"

After hearing this name, Wang Ying's eyes couldn't help but show a somewhat strange look.

Because of the Thousand Transformations Saint King, he had seen it with his own eyes, and he was tortured very badly by the Dream King of the same level, this account, no matter what, he had to find the Dream King to calculate, but King Li, who was also one of the five great generals under the command of the Donglai Holy Emperor, easily died in the hands of the white-clothed Saint King.

In the eyes of others, the Thousand Transformations Saint King may be a top powerhouse, but in Wang Ying's eyes, it is just a stumbling block to his growth.

"A disciple of the Thousand Transformations Holy King?"

Wang Ying coldly glanced at Ye Lang in front of him, and said disdainfully: "You, are you tired of being alive?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone's hearts trembled slightly.

This young man in white actually threatened the personal disciple of the Thousand Transformations Holy King in public, and said, is he tired of being alive?

Even a figure who is also a top Saint King disciple probably wouldn't dare to say such arrogant words on such an occasion, right?

Judging from his attitude, this son is really not simple.

Ye Lang, who was threatened, did not immediately respond to Wang Ying's words, but began to look Wang Ying up and down carefully, and then frowned slightly.

In his impression, among the Yuanyang Holy Gate, there really didn't seem to be a nameless Tianjiao, and he had never heard of it.

"Nameless brother, run away. Wei Shen's body trembled slightly, the nameless brother didn't know him, he was already very moved to have the heart to save him, but he definitely didn't want a character like the nameless brother to ruin his future or even his life because of himself.

You must know that the person who is confronting him now is the personal disciple of the Thousand Transformations Holy King!

"Honestly, what kind of power are you?"

Ye Lang is the personal disciple of the Thousand Transformations Holy King, and between his gestures, he naturally has his own arrogance, if the other party is a Tianjiao figure he has heard of, he will naturally not be so indifferent, but he has indeed never heard of the nameless person, that is to say, this kid is very likely to be a fake!

"Let go!"

Wang Ying's dark eyes instantly turned cold, and he didn't want to talk nonsense with Ye Lang, as soon as his words fell, he saw the holy light on his body suddenly burst out, and the power was terrifying!

"Whoosh!", I saw Wang Ying's white-clothed figure, directly swept towards Wei Shen behind Ye Lang, its speed was like chasing the stars and catching the moon, making people unable to see his figure clearly.

At the same time, a saint-level powerhouse beside Ye Lang instantly burst out with a brilliant rune light, and a terrifying palm condensed from the void in front of him, which was extremely terrifying, as if he could cover the sky with one hand, and the whole person who wanted to win Wang Ying was crushed.

This strong man guarding Ye Lang's side, his realm was also at the level of a middle-level saint, and the moment Wang Ying attacked violently, he made a move, and the terrifying palm print was extremely fast in everyone's eyes, causing their pupils to shrink slightly.

In front of a mid-level saint at the level of the Holy Emperor, nameless, can he parry it?

This kind of power, in the eyes of everyone, can suppress the existence of immortals and demons, which also makes Wang Ying's eyes flicker slightly, he can feel that this middle-level saint is worthy of being an elite saint from the Holy Gate from the East, he seems to be practicing a powerful exercise of quenching the body, the physical body is extremely powerful, and his own holy power explodes, can burst out with extremely strong power, even Wang Ying and other Tianjiao figures, can not be underestimated.

However, Wang Ying, who became serious, was not a vegetarian, and as soon as he raised his hand, a deafening sound came out, and a dragon claw flashed out of the void, which made the face of the middle-level saint change greatly, and at such a close distance, he could truly appreciate the strength of Wang Ying's strength.

He thought that he had overestimated the young man in white, but he didn't expect to be careless, under that absolutely powerful force, this middle-level saint was directly spitted with blood from the dragon claw sacrificed by Wang Ying, and his figure retreated rapidly.

(End of chapter)