"That's right, they're used to being arrogant, please forgive me!" Nan Futian smiled lightly and spoke, like a gentleman.

Seeing that his tone was quite kind, Allah of Light said in the spirit of not wanting to offend the great forces of the Southern Barbarians: "If it is not intentional, this matter can be turned into a big thing!" ”

The faces of the princes and ministers of the surrounding imperial court changed slightly, and the Marquis of Tianjiao was killed on the spot by the other party, but Allah of Light thought about turning big things into small ones, which made them feel a little chilled.

Nan Futian's tone changed in vain, and he sneered: "Hehe! That's right, it's okay to make a big thing small, please leave, the palace will let us stay for a few days, how about it? ”

Allah the Light's expression froze, the smile on his face quickly disappeared, and he said with a gloomy face: "Are you sure you want to be like this!" ”

As he spoke, a strong coercion emanated from the true yang behind him, wanting to use it to deter Nan Futian.

Nan Futian showed a disdainful smile on his face, and said: "Siyang Zhenren, and what has been opened up is a top-grade True Yang, which is indeed rare in this kind of remote place, but in the eyes of the entire Nanban, it is nothing!" ”

Seeing this, Qi Lin not far away shouted, "Senior Brother Futian, let him see what a genius is!" ”

When Allah of Light heard their words, a sense of foreboding rose in his heart, and he thought of striking first and slammed his fist into the south of the sky.

At this moment, four rounds of blue true yang appeared behind Nan Futian, releasing infinite coercion, but he stretched out his bare hand and easily grabbed the fist of Allah of Light.

Just as Allah Bright easily grabbed Han Shan's fist before, Allah Bright wanted to withdraw his fist but found that it was grabbed by the other party and could not be shaken at all.

Qi Linqiao's face showed a look of admiration, and she said proudly: "Senior Brother Futian is the strongest genius in our Nantianmen, the true pride of the heavens, and what he has opened up is the best true yang, which is by no means comparable to the lord of the empire in such a remote place. ”

Nalan Ruyu and the others, who were still staying at the banquet, heard this and looked at the four wheels of True Yang behind Nan Futian, and felt that the majestic true power in it was indeed much stronger than the True Yang of Allah of Light.

But that's all, compared to her and Bai Shi's holy product True Yang, it seems incomparably weak and not worth mentioning.

"Isn't it good to give up the palace obediently? I have to look for death! Nan Futian said coldly, and then his left hand clenched his fist and slammed into Allah of Light.

Allah the Light was attacked, flew upside down, bumped into a large area of the banquet decorations, and his clothes were dyed in various colors, looking a little embarrassed.

"If you fight well, the lord of a small empire will dare to be arrogant, so it's better to kill him to deter these ignorant ants." Qi Lin spoke on the side, her eyes full of admiration for Nan Futian and mockery of Allah the Light.

Allah of Light stood up, the aura on his body was a little weak, just now Nan Futian's punch seemed ordinary, but in fact, it poured out the power of True Yang, and one punch was enough to blast a city.

If it weren't for the fact that he was also a real person of Siyang, that punch would be enough to severely damage him or even kill him, which was the essential gap in True Yang.

Nan Futian's face showed a gloomy and cold color, and his figure instantly appeared in front of Allah of Light, and his right hand stretched out and directly pinched the neck of Allah of Light.

A dazzling golden light erupted from Allah's body, and the True Yang behind him frantically poured out true power, but Nan Futian's body was surrounded by blue light, completely resisting this.

The people in the surrounding court all showed a look of grief and indignation, and the lord of a country was actually grabbed by the throat by a young man like a chicken, which was the shame and sorrow of the entire Bright Empire.