"So what!"

"The past is like dust, and there is nothing left!"

"What do you say about the past?"

Murong Qingxuan raised his head, and an invisible wave of qi shook.

"Bang!"

A puff of smoke and dust erupted from his body, and it dispersed in the wind.

Everyone was surprised to find that the blood stains on Murong Qingxuan's original body and face suddenly turned into this puff of smoke and dust, and disappeared completely.

In the blink of an eye, he changed from his original embarrassed appearance to a cold and handsome man.

It's just that there was a hint of cold murderous aura in his eyes.

This murderous aura seems to contain infinite power, and at a glance, it gives people the feeling of being in a sea of corpses and blood, killing a battlefield full of soldiers.

It makes people dare not look him in the eye.

It's as if if you're not careful, you'll fall into a catastrophe from which you can't recover.

It's a super-scary existence......

"Heh......"

"What a dusty past!"

"Since you are ungrateful, then I have nothing to say."

"The favor of the year was fed to the dog."

"Don't mention it!"

A trace of sadness flashed in Xiao Lingtian's eyes, but then it flashed away, he took the cup of warm tea handed over by Zhan Feng, took a sip, and felt bitter.

"Humph!"

"The favor of you in the past is long in the past, and I have long forgotten it."

"Now I am the dignified king of the East, and you are not qualified to ask me for anything."

"And, I, I am an existence that you can't climb!"

"Now, you and I are outstretched, and there's nothing to say."

"I command you."

"Let your people, back away."

"I'm leaving!"

Murong Qingxuan took a step forward, and the master of the War King beside him took a step forward, protecting him inseparably.

"Want to go?"

Xiao Lingtian shook his head and sighed, inexplicably reining in his fierce and powerful momentum.

"Yes!"

"If you get out of the way today."

"I can think about it, not to destroy the Qin family."

"If I don't give way, you rabble may not be able to stop me."

"When the net is broken, my southern master enters the East China Sea, and you will all be destroyed."

"Everyone present, apart from you, who can stop me from making a move and a half?!"

Murong Qingxuan's eyes suddenly became cold, staring at Xiao Lingtian, and his murderous aura suddenly burst all over his body.

The powerful aura was like a tidal wave, rolling and stirring, making the masters of the temples around feel that they couldn't breathe, and their bodies shook violently!

Even Qin Yunrou and the others, who followed at this time, were directly swept back ten meters away.

"Your strength is slightly better than back then!"

"But, it's not enough ......"

As soon as Xiao Lingtian's sword box turned, a sword intent spread out, instantly condensing into a wall, unfolding out of thin air, directly blocking Murong Qingxuan's coercion.

Everyone suddenly felt that their breath was unobstructed and returned to normal.

"Everyone, get out of the way a hundred meters!"

As he spoke, he stood up suddenly, put his hands behind his back, and walked towards Murong Qingxuan.

"You ......"

"Don't talk big!"

"Back then, the battle between the Temple of the Gods and the Sixteen Nations outside the country had already consumed your cultivation and damaged your vitality."

"Even if you are silent in a medical family like the Qin family and practice medicine for three years, you still can't get rid of the sequelae of the five decays of heaven and man."

"Now your strength is only one-tenth of what you once were at your peak."

"Back then, my strength was not much different from yours."

"Now your strength is only one percent."

"And I, who practiced supernatural martial arts hard in the southern secret realm, and experienced hundreds of bloody battles abroad, have won a hundred battles, and have already become a god."

"Now I am only half a step away from your peak."

"You and I, in the martial arts, is the distance between the plain and the mountaintop."

"Do you think that you can do anything to me today by relying on the strength of the crowd?"

Murong Qingxuan's face was arrogant, his chest straightened, and a domineering aura of a superior person spread throughout the audience.

In his mind......

Xiao Lingtian and the king of the Northern War God, the Northern King of the Medical and Martial Arts, and the Lord of the Temple of the Gods are all vulnerable!

"You're right!"

"I was betrayed by a traitor back then, fought with the peak-level masters of the sixteen foreign countries, and was poisoned by others, causing the five decays of heaven and man!"

"The body is really wearing out!"

"It's true that the strength is only one percent left!"

"But ......"

"Even if I only have one percent of my strength left, you won't be able to take half a step out of this back mountain tonight!"

Xiao Lingtian's eyes were burning, he looked at Murong Qingxuan, and after being silent for a second, he spoke again: "Because, you have something to do with the betrayal back then......

"I, Xiao Lingtian, have never been unforgiving for traitors!"