But when the three parties walked in front of Xuanji City, they stopped at the same time.

The gate of Xuanji City was wide open, and the city was full of people, and a large table was placed at the gate of Xuanji City, and Yang Yizheng was smiling and drinking tea on the main seat.

"He's Yang Yi, so young!" the Golden Tiger Envoy looked at Yang Yi with a puzzled expression.

"Yes, he is Yang Yi, but what does this mean? Is it to give up struggling?" The Suzaku envoy was puzzled, he couldn't figure out what Yang Yi was planning, and it didn't feel like he had given up struggling.

Only the Holy Land Martial God still had a look of disdain: "The carving insect is a small skill, so it is mysterious!"

Then, Xiao Martial God took the lead and walked opposite Yang Yi and sat down.

The Holy Land Martial God was looking at Yang Yi, and Yang Yi was also looking at the Holy Land Martial God, the two of them had the same radiance, the same elegance, and even the taste of dress was a little similar.

"If I'm not mistaken, you're the Holy Land Martial God!" Yang Yi slowly took a sip of tea before speaking.

"You also surprised me a little, you actually have the ability to slash my Holy Land Yin Yang and Dark Night two swords in a row, staining the prestige of my Holy Land!" "The Holy Land Martial God didn't drink the tea in front of him, he just glanced at it, and his expression flashed a trace of disgust, what he drank in the Holy Land was the tea made of the best Heavenly Dew Water, and although the tea prepared by Yang Yi was good, it was no different from garbage in the eyes of the Holy Land Martial God.

"Stain the prestige of the Holy Land, don't make me laugh, I have nothing to do with your Holy Land, if they want to kill me, do I have to tie my hands and be killed by them?"

"Isn't this how it should be, you must know that the world's martial arts are out of the Holy Land, and you are all the descendants of the Martial God, so you should dedicate your life to him!"

"Poof......" Yang Yi heard the words of the Holy Land Martial God, and suddenly a mouthful of tea spurted out, and he coughed a few times in a row.

"Stop, stop, I really admire your thoughts, empowerment is stupid, although the martial god is respected, but how many years has it been dead, the times have changed, and now the environment we are in has been created through countless generations, and it has nothing to do with the martial god!"

The little martial god of the holy land showed anger between his eyebrows: "Without the martial god, there would be no current environment, if I come today, I will capture a rebellious person like you back to the holy land, and bleed in front of the statue of the martial god and die!"

Yang Yi sneered: "The big truth is really uncomfortable, if you want to fight, come here, nonsense, I think your holy land is just a group of poor people who are obsessed with the past!"

"You have to pay for what you say!" The Holy Land Martial God's eyes narrowed, and there was a trace of murderous aura on his body.

"Click......" There was a soft sound, and the teacup in front of the Holy Land Martial God exploded, but the tea did not spill, but gathered into a ball and flew towards Yang Yi.

"Soul Technique?" Yang Yi's eyes froze, and his eyebrows fluctuated inexplicably, and the tea stopped in the middle of the two people.

Like Zhenyuan, soul power is also one of the powers that can be used by martial artists, but soul power has no substance, one is very difficult to cultivate, and the other is that once it is severely injured is more dangerous than physical injury, it is likely that the soul will be lost and become a walking corpse, so the vast majority of martial artists use martial arts to fight.

But there are no absolutes in everything, there are so many people who are inherited by the ancients, they can exercise their souls and attack the enemy with the power of their souls.

The eyes of the little martial god of the holy land condensed, he was empowered by the image of the martial god, the power of the soul is far beyond ordinary people, how many people who are against the holy land, there is no power to fight back in front of his soul thorn, although he is only in the early stage of the law body realm now, but his soul power has reached the point of the late stage of the law body realm, and he has also used the soul thorn to kill a martial artist in the middle of the law body realm with one blow.

But with his angry blow, the other party took it effortlessly, and also used soul power, which made the little martial god of the Holy Land rise a trace of horror, he couldn't help but snort coldly, and strengthened his soul power again, and the ball condensed by tea began to move continuously in the direction of Yang Yi.

Yang Yi's eyes were also cold, his most proud soul power was actually suppressed by the Holy Land Martial God at this moment, which really made him a little unhappy.

As soon as Zhihai moved, the soul power gushed out like a tsunami of rage, and the ball formed by the tea was slightly stunted, and then it was knocked back like lightning.

The Holy Land Martial God was caught off guard, it was too late to mention his soul power again, and the tea was impartial, and it happened to spill on his head.

"You!" the Holy Land Martial God's face changed, he had never been humiliated like this.

"What are you, your skills are not as good as others......" Yang Yi didn't care, and even picked up the tea in his hand very chic and took a sip.

"Very good!" the expression of the Holy Land Martial God gradually calmed down.

Although the Holy Land Martial God was expressionless, a feeling of extreme danger rose in Yang Yi's heart.

Just as the saber was rattling, the Golden Tiger Envoy and the Vermilion Bird Envoy also walked up and sat on the left and right sides.

"Kill His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, shouldn't you give the Golden Tiger Empire an explanation!" The Golden Tiger Envoy's eyes widened, staring at Yang Yi, he already felt that this young man didn't seem to be as easy to deal with as he imagined.

"Explain what, he wanted to kill me, but I killed him, it's as simple as that!" Yang Yi glanced at the Golden Tiger Envoy coldly, and shook off a sentence.

"What about the Suzaku Prince!" the envoy of the Suzaku Empire also spoke.

"He wanted to recruit me, but unfortunately he was too self-righteous!" Yang Yi had time today, so he was not in a hurry.

"The Suzaku prince is eager to seek talent, I didn't expect you to be ruthless! If you were given such a choice today, how would you answer?" the Suzaku envoy's eyes showed a hint of strangeness, and he suddenly said something inexplicable.

"Oh, the Vermilion Bird Empire has surprised me a little, but I am now surrounded by strong enemies, even if I promise you, I am afraid that I will not be able to pass these two levels!" Yang Yi's eyes narrowed slightly, as if he wanted to see through what the Vermilion Bird Envoy was thinking.

"I'm the eldest prince's person, and you're killing the third prince!" the Suzaku envoy said unhurriedly.

"As long as you promise, you are a member of the Suzaku Empire, and you should guarantee your safety!"

As soon as these words came out, the Golden Tiger Envoy and the Holy Land Martial God all turned their heads to look at the Vermilion Bird Envoy, their eyes shining with a dangerous light.

The Vermilion Bird Envoy looked calm, still staring at Yang Yi, waiting for his answer.

"Hehe, the Vermilion Bird Empire has surprised me a little!" Yang Yi smiled lightly, "But how to say it, I'm used to being lazy, so I want to take my family to live in this Xuanji City, as for what empire is not an empire, it has nothing to do with me, and I don't want to have anything to do with it!"

The Suzaku Envoy smiled faintly: "You have thought about it clearly, this is your only life!"

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