"Please take charge of the South!"

"Please take charge of the South!"

"Please take charge of the South!"

......

One person shouted, and the crowd was excited.

In an instant, this was originally the mourning hall of Yang Feng, the leader of the Holy Fire Sect, but it instantly became Long Xiaotian's succession ceremony, stepping on the field naked.

Long Xiaotian listened to the voices of the people around him, and couldn't help but smile with satisfaction.

The Poison King and the others looked at the many traitors who had mixed in around them, and suddenly shouted hoarsely to Long Xiaotian: "Enough, Dragon Gate Master, you have gone too far." Today is the day of our sect leader's memorial, and if you choose this time to make trouble, you will inevitably deceive people too much, and you will not have the demeanor of a generation of grandmasters. ”

"Your Excellency the Poison King, where do you start with this? Sect Master Yang has done his best for this martial arts, and he can't let go of this martial arts after he dies. The old man is in charge of the southern martial arts for him, and it can be regarded as he pleases, he should be happy, hahaha!"

"Master of the Dragon Gate, the Southern Martial Arts has its own colleagues in the Southern Martial Arts to decide, and you don't need the Northern Martial Arts to dictate, hum. At this time, a white-bearded old Taoist spoke righteously.

Long Xiaotian glanced at him deeply, his eyes narrowed slightly into a line, and he said with pity: "This is the Void Cloud Dao Chief, I've been looking up for a long time." It's just that Shu Long said a lot, now in the entire Southern Martial Arts, who can still match this Southern Absolute One? Could it be that you are the Void Cloud Dao Chief? Hmph!"

"Of course, the old man is not worthy of sitting in this southern absolute seat, but I am full of martial arts talents in the south, and there are always people who have this qualification. ”

"Oh, really?"

With a raised brow, Long Xiaotian immediately looked at him and said: "Well, among all the fellow martial artists in the southern martial arts present, who can take the old man's three palms and still stand, the old man will admit that there are still talents in the south who can sit in the position of Nanjue." Otherwise, the martial arts are fair, and it can't be run by a waste, the old man is not talented, work hard, and take charge of the north and south together, but also for the benefit of the world. ”

What?

As soon as these words came out, everyone present hesitated. You look at me, I look at you, all of them are full of embarrassment.

This is not the three palms of ordinary people, but the three palms of the Northern Absolute Dragon Xiaotian. Its power is absolutely devastating. Not to mention three palms, even if it is one palm, the people who can take it here are very rare.

Alas, forget it, there are no such people in the southern martial arts......

Everyone sighed, shook their heads, and sighed.

Long Xiaotian glanced around, and was even more embarrassed: "Why, in this southern martial arts, there is no one who can stand up and accept the old man's three palms? Then in this case, what else do you have to oppose? No one in the south is a man, hahaha!"

Long Xiaotian was laughing loudly, and after hearing this, people were all furious, but still no one dared to squeak.

"I'm coming!"

Suddenly, with a loud shout, the Void Cloud Dao walked forward with a long step.

When the poison king saw it, he couldn't help but be shocked: "Xuyun, you can't even beat the old man, how can you catch his three palms?"

"The old man knows that his strength is far behind, but no matter whether it is the original black soul disaster, the fast update or the coercion and intimidation of the Dragon Gate Lord today, the old man has never flinched. The old man can lose, he can die, but he will never retreat. My southern martial arts, my southern martial arts are in charge, and I will never be the dog ...... of the northern martial arts."

Touch!

There was a loud bang, and before the Void Cloud Dao Elder could finish speaking, he was directly shocked and flew out, and after hitting the sarcophagus of Yang Feng behind him, he bounced off, and he couldn't stop vomiting blood, and his breath was dying.

"Void Clouds!"

The Poison King's pupils shrank, and he hurriedly stepped forward, probed the old man's snort, frowned, and glared at Long Xiaotian fiercely: "Dragon Gate Master, he is just a little tougher, you don't need to kill the killer, right?"

"I'm sorry, but I didn't take it lightly. But this is all his own doing, he voluntarily slapped me, who is to blame?"

A wicked smile crossed the corner of his mouth, Long Xiaotian slowly withdrew his palm, and then shouted around, "Who else?"

Not!

The body shook, and everyone was so frightened that they retreated back in unison, not daring to make a sound.

Yang Xiaoyi was furious, and suddenly stood out: "And me!"

"Who are you, junior, what are you here to make a fuss about?"

"My name is Yang Xiaoyi, and Yang Feng is my third brother. ”

"Oh, it turned out to be the brother of Sect Leader Yang, so ......"

With a glint in his eyes, Long Xiaotian sneered at the time: "If the old man keeps his hand on you, he will look down on Sect Master Yang too much, hum." ”

Call!

As soon as the words fell, Long Xiaotian had already struck out with a palm, and it was coming in the blink of an eye.

Yang Xiaoyi's eyes shrank, and the blade in his hand was pulled out like lightning.

Touch!

With a loud bang, Yang Xiaoyi was shocked and hit Yang Feng's sarcophagus, and couldn't stop spitting out a mouthful of red blood, but he still stood firmly in place and did not fall.

Long Xiaotian glanced at him deeply, and secretly marveled in his heart.

What kind of monster is this Yang family?

The old man's palm just now was three points heavier than the one that hit the void cloud. Even the centuries-old skill of Xuyun was shocked to death by a palm, this kid can still bear it, and the future will definitely be extraordinary.

If this son is not removed, it will be a trouble.

Of course, in terms of rebellion, he is far from reaching the level of Yang Feng's freak. Otherwise, it would not be him who will fall now, but Lao Tzu.

Call!

Thinking like this, Long Xiaotian once again launched with one palm, but he used his famous stunt and shocked the dragon thirteen palms.

This palm, unlike the random palm that hit Xuyun and Yang Xiaoyi before, is the power of the top combat skill, Yang Xiaoyi intuitively felt that under the shroud of that palm, there was no possibility of escape, and his whole body was stiff, and he couldn't even lift the knife, and he was immediately shocked.

It's a fate, it's a dead end.

But it was another sound on the ground, and the Sword King Wang Batian blocked in front of him, canceled this palm, and stared at Long Xiaotian coldly: "Dragon Gate Master, this is my apprentice, please give me a face, don't go too far." ”

"I see, I said how his sword skills are so sharp, it turned out to be the apprentice of the sword demon, no wonder. ”

The corners of his mouth curled, and Long Xiaotian said leisurely: "However, how can this palm be counted?"

"This palm is the first palm I took from you, not the second palm......"

"No, it's a second palm. ”

However, before he finished speaking, Long Xiaotian already smiled and said: "I will take the first two palms, and this third palm, no matter how many people you come, as long as you take it, I will immediately turn my head and leave, it is enough to give face, hahaha." ”

Arrogant!

With a fit of anger in his heart, the knife in Wang Batian's hand was tightened, Long Xiaotian was really underestimating.

Long Xiaotian ignored him, waved his hands continuously, and a powerful momentum flowed between his hands, and the two earth-level elements of water and earth blended and cracked with each other, exuding extremely terrifying energy fluctuations.

Feeling this strange energy, the Poison King couldn't help but twitch his face, and he showed a rare look of fear in his life, and roared: "Long Xiaotian, what are you going to do? Do you want to kill everyone here? Stop!"

"The old man said, you can block as many people as you come. As long as it is blocked, the old man will never break his word, turn around and leave. If you can't stop it, you deserve to die. ”

The corners of his mouth were full of evil smiles, Long Xiaotian roared, and then his palms came out together: "Thirteen palms of the dragon, double dragon Xiaotian!"

Roar!

As soon as the words fell, one blue and one yellow, two huge dragon shadows rushed forward fiercely, intertwined with each other, as if the heavenly thunder had touched the earth's fire, and the terrifying vibration even made the entire Holy Fire Sect tremble, as if it was about to collapse at any time.

Everyone present watched all this, and their faces turned pale with fright, and their whole bodies instantly softened......