"Who are you?" The golden-robed man's gaze fell on Xia Yan's face again, and an indifferent voice came out of his mouth, but in this indifference, there was an undetectable anger. 【Reading.com】

When Xia Yan heard the other party's inquiry, his eyes turned, and the smile on the corner of his mouth gradually spread, and he raised his voice and said, "Xia Yan, Dragon Continent Heavenly Palace cultivator! Who are you?"

Judging from the other party's clothing, this person in the golden robe must be a cultivator from the Dark Night Continent. In his heart, Xia Yan had probably concluded that this person was the Holy Emperor of the Dark Night Continent. However, although Xia Yan was probably sure, he still asked out of his mouth.

"Heavenly Palace cultivator?" The golden-robed man was slightly stunned, the expression on his face first condensed, and then immediately returned to indifference, and said, "When, in the Heavenly Palace of the Dragon Continent, a cultivator like you appeared. Judging by your strength, it's not far from the realm of the Spirit Emperor, right? Moreover, your state of mind has completed its transformation. Otherwise, you wouldn't have been able to drink it without the slightest influence. ”

"As for who I am, it doesn't hurt to tell you, I am the Holy Emperor of the Dark Night Continent, Zhong Wuhua!" Zhong Wuhua said his name, "Fang Cai, I asked you to stop, and you dared to ignore it." Kill my subordinates, and snatch the innate attack artifact Fengming Sword. Hmph, with your strength, don't you want to provoke me?"

Zhong Wuhua snorted coldly, his eyes flashed, and his palm, which was shrunk in his long sleeves, was slightly pinched. His gaze suddenly turned and looked in the direction behind Xia Yan.

The Holy Emperor of the Dragon Continent, with a group of Heavenly Palace cultivators, slowly flew over from 10,000 meters away, and had already reached a place of hundreds of meters and nearly a thousand meters behind Xia Yan.

Originally, those Heavenly Palace cultivators who were fighting with the cultivators of the Dark Night Continent also stopped fighting with each other and flew backwards separately.

Zhang Lianqi flew in front of the Holy Emperor at this time and saluted the Holy Emperor. His face was still a little pale, the spiritual power in his body just now was almost exhausted, if it wasn't for Xia Yan's timely action, then he would also turn Zhu Fangying's attack into a pile of minced meat.

Deputy Sect Master Zhao and the others, who were watching the play from a distance, all had complicated expressions and flew farther away. The two Holy Emperors appeared at the same time, and they didn't dare to take the lead. With their strength, they are not the opponents of the Holy Emperor.

"Haha...... Joke, big joke!Zhong Wuhua, if you tell me to stop, do I have to stop?" Xia Yan said with a smile, "You are the Holy Emperor of the Dark Night Continent, and you have the supreme right to the cultivators of the Dark Night Continent. And I, as a cultivator of the Dragon Continent, don't need to follow your orders. Just now, this Zhu Fangying wanted to kill my Heavenly Palace cultivator, of course I was not polite to him. He was killed by me, and I can only blame him for his lack of strength. ”

Xia Yan did not have the slightest fear, and his voice was sonorous and powerful.

"Xia Yan, you dare to talk to me like this!" Zhong Wuhua said in a sharp tone, rolled his eyes and looked at Xia Yan, and the spiritual power around his body was tumbling and throbbing again!

"Zhong Wuhua, what's the matter with talking to you like this!" The Holy Emperor suddenly spoke not far behind Xia Yan, "Zhong Wuhua, is it a little inappropriate for you to appear at this time?" Hmph, I never made a move in the fight between them just now, even if Zhang Lianqi was about to be killed by Zhu Fangying, I didn't use any means to stop it. And you ......"

The Holy Emperor's eyes narrowed slightly, Zhong Wuhua directly intervened in the battle between Xia Yan and Zhu Fangying just now, which had already broken the rules.

"Fang Duyu!" Zhong Wuhua looked at the Holy Emperor of the Dragon Continent, and said the name of the Holy Emperor of the Dragon Continent, and suddenly fell silent, and in his eyes, all kinds of brilliance appeared and gradually faded.

The Holy Emperor of the Dragon Continent, whose name is Fang Duyu.

What Fang Duyu said is indeed true. It was he who broke the rules. Xia Yan's killing of Zhu Fangying is also reasonable, as far as the relationship between the two continents is concerned, it was originally hostile. And as the Holy Emperor of the two continents, he should never get involved in the battle between the cultivators below, otherwise, it would be to break the unwritten rules.

After a long while, Zhong Wuhua said, "Zhu Fangying's death can be regarded as his lack of strength." However, that phoenix sword is an artifact of my Dark Night Continent. Fang Duyu, you asked that subordinate to hand it over, this matter will end here!"

Zhong Wuhua, of course, was unwilling to let the Fengming Sword be obtained by Xia Yan. If the Fengming Sword fell into Xia Yan's hands, then the Dark Night Continent would have one less innate attack artifact, while the Dragon Continent would have one more innate attack artifact. The strength of the two continents is comparative, and the gap will naturally increase.

"Tell me to hand over the Fengming Sword?" Xia Yan smiled slightly, turned to look at the Holy Emperor Fang Duyu, and then turned around again, looked at Zhong Wuhua, and shook his head slightly.

Suddenly, Xia Yan's body flashed, and a faint blood-colored and blood-mist appeared out of thin air.

This blood color is the blood in Xia Yan's body, and the blood color is directly connected to the Fengming Sword in his hand. Fengming Sword, after communicating with the blood, the sword light was great, and a string of long groans were emitted, and in an instant, it disappeared in Xia Yan's hands and was integrated into Xia Yan's body.

"You want me to return the Feng Ming Sword, it's really wishful thinking!" Xia Yan only opened his mouth at this time, "When it comes to the meat in your mouth, how can it be justified to spit it out!Zhong Wuhua, as the Holy Emperor of the Dark Night Continent, you are so naïve!"

That Zhong Wuhuan, seeing that Xia Yan was actually in front of him, let Feng Mingjian recognize the master, and his body shook violently.

He never imagined that Xia Yan would dare to provoke his majesty like this. After asking him to return Feng Mingjian, he directly asked Feng Mingjian to recognize his master.

This guy is too bold!

"Bastard!" Zhong Wuhua snorted, this time, he was indeed furious! Even if he was a cultivator of the hostile continent Dragon Continent, before this, no cultivator under the Spirit Emperor realm dared to directly provoke him in front of him like this!

You must know that the peak Spirit Sect and the Spirit Emperor are strong, although they are only one realm lower. But if the two are together, in terms of momentum, they will naturally be weaker or even a few chips.

For example, other Heavenly Palace cultivators, in front of Zhong Wuhua at this time, would definitely not dare to be so presumptuous to Xia Yan. The gap between one realm is a world of difference.

This manifestation of weakness is not that they are timid in their hearts, but a kind of natural majesty of the superior to the inferior.

However, this kind of majesty, in front of Xia Yan, is not worth mentioning, and it has no effect at all! Xia Yan asked Feng Mingjian to recognize the master in front of him.

It's simply ...... Even if Xia Yan refused to return Feng Mingjian, he couldn't just let Feng Mingjian recognize his lord in front of him, right? Moreover, this Xia Yan unceremoniously counted him down, ridiculed him, and even said that he was naïve!!

"Huhuhu~"

Streams of spiritual power rose beside Zhong Wuhua in an instant, Zhong Wuhua's arm suddenly grabbed from his long sleeves, and a majestic spiritual power rushed directly towards Xia Yan.

was slapped in the face, if he continued to endure it, how could the dignified Holy Emperor endure it? At this time, Zhong Wuhua couldn't wait to tear Xia Yan apart directly.

This spiritual power quickly swept through the kilometer-long sky between the two of them, and reached Xia Yan's approach.

"It's not good, Zhong Wuhua, I shot at Xia Yan with anger!"

"He is the Holy Emperor of the Dark Night Continent, his strength is extremely powerful, Xia Yan is definitely not an opponent!" The Heavenly Palace cultivators all opened their eyes wide, and they were all a little excited.

"Holy Emperor, that Zhong Wuhua is going to kill Xia Yan!" Zhang Lianqi immediately said nervously.

Just now, Xia Yan took action against Zhu Fangying and saved his life, of course he had a huge affection for Xia Yan. At this time, seeing that Xia Yan was about to be killed, of course he was moved, and immediately said this to the Holy Emperor.

Saint Emperor Fang Duyu also looked at Zhong Wuhua coldly and attacked Xia Yan.

Xia Yan felt the fierce attack, and when he reached his side, he didn't panic, and calmly pushed forward with his palms, surging out of his body, forming a square barrier to resist the opponent's attack.

"Boom!"

A huge force slammed into the square barrier formed by Xia Yan's spiritual power. Xia Yan's spiritual power can already be leaked without leaking at all. The barrier formed by his spiritual power was as if it were an entity. At this time, it was collided by Zhong Wuhua's spiritual power, a square barrier, and a violent tremor.

Many Heavenly Palace cultivators could see it clearly.

The square barrier gradually shattered, forming a completely flowing spiritual power. And Zhong Wuhua's spiritual power penetrated the square barrier and pressed down on Xia Yan again.

At the same time as Xia Yan released the square barrier, his body flew backwards for hundreds of meters, coldly watching as his spiritual power was crushed by Zhong Wuhua's attack.

"Thunder Sword, out!"

Xia Yan shouted, and the sword qi of the Thunder Sword instantly turned into a giant dragon, and the long-toothed and five-clawed spiritual power released by Zhong Wuhua passed over, tightly wrapping that spiritual power.

"Crack~"

"Not good!" Xia Yan's eyes flashed, and he shouted loudly, and his body flew out suddenly. Xia Yan didn't expect that the sword qi of the Thunder Sword couldn't stop Zhong Wuhua's spiritual power for a long time.

"Feng Ming Sword, out!" After Xia Yan's body flew out of the hundreds of meters again, he shouted again, and a phoenix with a long tail also soared into the air, instantly flying across the thousands of meters in the sky, raising his head, and pecking at Zhong Wuhua's body.

And the long dragon that the thunder sword qi turned into was breaking inch by inch at this time, and it looked like it was about to be defeated by Zhong Wuhua's spiritual power!

"Hmph, don't you think that two artifacts can compete with me!" Zhong Wuhua saw the sword qi phoenix attacking in front of him, and he let out a cold snort, his body did not retreat at all, and his free left hand grabbed the phoenix that swooped down as soon as he grabbed it, directly grabbed the phoenix's neck, and his arm rotated, slamming the phoenix into the air.

Seeing this scene, Xia Yan was even more shocked in his heart, and his eyes widened like copper bells.

"The Spirit Emperor realm, how strong is it? With one hand, you can directly grab and dissolve the artifact attack that my spiritual power urges, and throw it far away?" Xia Yan's mind was racing, and at this moment, the long dragon that the thunder sword qi turned into was also completely destroyed by Zhong Wuhua's attack, and Zhong Wuhua's spiritual power attack surged towards Xia Yan's body again.

(To be continued)