Under the pressure of the Holy Venerable's breath, the Praetorian Guards present were all pressed and couldn't raise their heads.

"The general has arrived!"

The soldiers of the Black Huang Army were full of joy, and their general was a saint.

How could the Black Huang Army fail if there were generals in themselves?

The general is the mighty of the Saint Venerable!

That's the Holy One!

"Look, you're only twenty-one or twelve years old, but you already have such a cultivation, not bad, very good. ”

"But it's a pity ......"

A voice came from the air, with some emotion, and said, "It's a pity that you're about to go to hell." ”

"I, Ma Qianfan, will never live, are you ready to die?"

The voice fell, and a red-haired middle-aged man walked out of the void and looked at Yang Zaixing with a light smile.

When he first came out, the space around him seemed to be frozen, and the momentum was even more huge, and he wanted to eliminate all those Praetorian Guard soldiers at once.

"Arrogance!"

Yang Zaixing felt Ma Qianfan's purpose, sneered, took a step forward, and a momentum stronger than Ma Qianfan's body permeated his body, which directly broke through Ma Qianfan's momentum.

Rumble!

There was a loud bang in the air.

Those Praetorian Guard soldiers who were oppressed by Ma Qianfan's momentum suddenly relaxed.

But Ma Qianfan's face changed drastically, and he exclaimed: "You are also a Saint Venerable!!"

At first, he just thought that Ma Qianfan was the peak of a half-saint, and this kind of strength was qualified to instantly kill the leader of the Black Huang Army under his command.

Just now, he didn't even think about the Holy Venerable.

After all, how difficult is it for a martial artist to enter the realm of the Holy Venerable?

How could a kid who was only twenty-one or twelve years old be a Saint Venerable? Even if it was Lu Feng, the demonic emperor of the Southern Yan Kingdom, he was only in the realm of emperors now.

Even if it is a child of a big force who comes out of a big place like Wuzhou Zhongzhou, it is already very good to have the realm of the peak of the half-saint.

Kneima: What's going on?

Why is this kid in front of him actually a Holy Venerable?

This Nima is not scientific!!

He is definitely not more than twenty-two years old, why?

Thinking about the fact that it took him nearly three thousand years to cultivate to the realm of the Holy Venerable, he was already a Saint Venerable when he was twenty-one or twelve.

Ma Qianfan had a breath of congestion in his heart, but it made him very unhappy.

Only by killing the kid in front of him who is more talented than himself can this qi disappear!

"Give me death!"

Ma Qianfan roared angrily, and directly slapped it with a palm.

The palm print appeared, covering the sky and the sun, enveloping all the 30,000 Praetorian Guard soldiers below Yang Zaixing.

"Broken!"

Yang Zaixing was not afraid at all, and stabbed the spear in his hand.

This shot was unremarkable, but it was in the center of the palm print.

Burst!

There was a muffled sound in the air, and the palm prints disappeared without a trace.

But the gun in Yang Zaixing's hand did not stop, but stabbed at Ma Qianfan at a faster speed.

"What?"

Ma Qianfan was stunned.

He can figure it out if his attack is broken, but why is this guy still able to attack him at a speed when he breaks his own attack?

"Poof!"

The space was slashed, and the rolling golden gun stabbed at Ma Qianfan with a cold light.

"A thousand sails!"

A dagger suddenly appeared in Ma Qianfan's hand, and the tip of the dagger glowed with a cold light.

Holding the hilt of the dagger, Ma Qianfan stabbed the spear violently.

"Ding!"

The tip of the gun and the tip of the dagger collided together.

Except for the sound of gold and iron intersecting, no loud noise was heard.

But Ma Qianfan's face became very solemn.

"Is that all you have?"

At this moment, Yang Zaixing suddenly spoke.

"Huh?"

Ma Qianfan frowned, and when he was about to speak, Yang Zaixing's voice came again: "If it's just like this, then you will die today!"

"Broken!"

The sound fell, and an even more violent energy came from the tip of the gun and slammed into the dagger.

Rumble!

The dagger was knocked straight into the air.

Burst!

Ma Qianfan spat blood from his mouth and flew out thousands of meters before he stabilized his body.

Yang Zaixing's figure flashed, and he chased after him directly.

Ma Qianfan didn't dare to confront Yang Zaixing at all, and hurriedly dodged his figure.

Yang Zaixing attacked again, and Ma Qianfan flashed again.

Yang Zaixing attacked again, and Ma Qianfan flashed again.

A good battle turned into a chase battle.

Wu Song and those Praetorian Guards looked stunned, what is the situation?

Especially the young man who talked to Yang Zaixing before, he was stupid.

I didn't expect that Captain Yang, who had talked to him before, turned out to be a Saint Venerable powerhouse.

This is a land fairy!

I have always been good friends with him, this ...... This is a blessing that I have only cultivated in several lifetimes!

But the most confused were the soldiers of the Black Huang Army.

In their impression, the generals of the Heihuang Army they followed had always been invincible.

But what's going on today?

General Ma was chased and beaten by a twenty-one-twelve-like boy, and he could only blindly flee for his life, which ......

Isn't that right?

Are these people wrong?

But no matter how they looked at it, all they saw was that scene, the general they were following was being chased and beaten by Yang Zaixing.

Now, they are not calm.

If that kid is a well-known and strong man, it doesn't matter, but why is he obviously a nobody, and he can still suppress General Ma?

It's not scientific!

Ma Qianfan couldn't care about his previous image of being invincible in front of the soldiers of the Heihuang Army, and now he only wanted to dodge Yang Zaixing's attack behind him.

Finally, in this range, he changed positions thousands of times in a row, and he finally took advantage of Yang Zaixing's absence to find an opportunity to run in front of the Heihuang Army.

Only then did he have time to look at Yang Zaixing, and said in horror: "You are a Saint Venerable Double Heaven martial artist???

After being pressed and beaten by Yang Zaixing, Ma Qianfan finally felt that something was wrong, and the kid who was fighting against him in front of him was not in the same realm as himself at all.

That's why I can keep pressing myself to fight.

Yang Zaixing looked at Ma Qianfan speechlessly, and did not answer his question, but said: "Have you only cultivated the ability to escape from your life when you have cultivated to the Holy Venerable?"

Yang Zaixing is also speechless!

This Ma Qianfan is really good at running.

In this small range, he relied on this method and spatial rules to avoid his attacks again and again, and in the end, his attacks were flawed, so he could seize the opportunity to run in front of the Heihuang Army.

Otherwise, now Ma Qianfan is still running around under Yang Zaixing's attack.

"Are you embarrassed to beat me with the realm of the Holy Venerable Double Heaven?" Ma Qianfan snorted coldly.

“......”

Yang Zaixing was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then said, "Why don't you say that you are bullying me by beating me at a age of thousands of years older than me?"

"Forehead ......"

(End of chapter)