The spear shook, and a black light burst out from the tip of the spear, with a terrifying coercion, and pierced towards Yang Fan's skull.

"It's time to finish!"

A cruel arc appeared at the corner of Ye Tian's mouth, and his eyes were indifferent, like a god king high above, overlooking the lowly ants.

"Die!"

Ye Tian roared angrily, and the pitch-black spear was already close at hand.

However, at this moment, Yang Fan raised his hand and punched out.

Bang!

The two collided together, and a loud bang erupted, and a violent wind swept all around.

Pedal Pedal Ped

Ye Tian's body trembled, and he took three steps back.

On the other hand, Yang Fan only took about half a step back.

In this encounter, the winner has been decided!

"What's going on?"

Ye Tian's eyes widened violently.

With his Martial Venerable Sevenfold's strong combat power, it stands to reason that it is enough to crush the Martial Venerable Twofold, but he still failed to kill the other party.

It's incredible!

"How can you be so strong?"

Ye Tian stared at Yang Fan deadly, his eyes full of doubts.

Yang Fan was about the same age as him, but he had reached the Martial Venerable Realm, which made it difficult for Ye Tian to accept.

"Your brain is broken?"

"Why can't I be strong?"

Yang Fan rolled his eyes, looking stupid.

"You...... You ......"

Ye Tian was so indignant in his heart that he almost vomited three liters of blood.

He was actually despised by a little ghost?

"Who the hell are you?"

Ye Tian's eyes were gloomy like water.

"Who I am, you are not qualified to know."

"Because you will soon go down to accompany King Yama."

Yang Fan shook his head, too lazy to deal with the other party.

Swish!

His toes touched the ground, and he suddenly rose into the sky like a sharp sword.

Hula!

The spear crossed the air, with amazing might, tearing through the air and smashing towards Ye Tian's head.

Ye Tian raised his eyebrows, his right leg was like a knife, and he kicked the spear, kicking it off.

Shout!

Yang Fan took advantage of this opportunity and came to him with a leap.

"Huh? What a speed! ”

Seeing this scene, Ye Tian's pupils contracted violently.

"Dragon Tiger Fist!"

Yang Fan's fist technique was extremely domineering, containing the power of ten thousand jun, and smashed towards Ye Tian.

Boom!

Ye Tian hurriedly parried and barely blocked the punch.

But in the next moment, he sensed that something was wrong, and Yang Fan's right knee bent steeply, hitting his belly like a cannonball.

Poof!

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Ye Tian immediately suffered a heavy blow.

"Worthy of being a Nine-Star Refining Grandmaster!"

Yang Fan's eyes narrowed, and he sighed in his heart.

His set of Dragon and Tiger Fist is the lowest-level martial art, but it is extremely powerful, once it is used, it is infinitely powerful, and it can defeat the Martial Venerable Sixfold.

However, this level of martial arts, displayed in Yang Fan's hands, has earth-shattering power!

"Not bad!"

"Actually blocked my attack, no wonder it's so rampant!"

Ye Tian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were extremely cold.

Although he was wounded, he did not hurt his foundation, and he could continue to fight.

"Your flesh is strong!"

"If you change to an ordinary martial artist, I'm afraid you will be killed in one move!"

"But alas, you met me!"

"My physical body, but it is left by the realm of Emperor Wu!"

"What are you going to do with me?"

"You are destined to be my slave for the rest of your life."

Ye Tian said as he walked towards Yang Fan.

Buzzing!

A brilliant and dazzling light bloomed on his body, and the incomparable True Yuan stirred, stirring up the void.

"Martial Venerable Sixfold?"

Yang Fan took a deep breath and slowly closed his eyes.

In the brief collision just now, he had already judged the strength of the other party.

At this moment, he finally became serious.

"The difference in strength between the two of us is like a chasm."

"Even if I use the secret arts, I am no match for them!"

"The only way to counter the sixfold of Wuzun is to use the forbidden technique 'Burning Sun'."

Thinking of this, Yang Fan took out a pill and swallowed it.

Buzzing!

In an instant, a majestic and majestic medicinal property flowed all over Yang Fan's body, turning into a flame and enveloping Yang Fan's body.

Bang!

A violent explosion was heard.

The aura emanating from Yang Fan's body suddenly rose, and he instantly broke through to the triple peak of Martial Venerable.

This is the Yang family's bloodline talent: the Burning Sun Bloodline.

Boom Boom!

A sea of fire swept all around, filling the entire sky with firelight.

In the midst of the flames, Yang Fan was like a demon god bathed in fire, standing proudly in the center of the field.

"What?"

Ye Tian's pupils contracted violently, revealing an intense shock.

"You...... You have such terrifying strength, who are you? ”

Ye Tian's heart set off a stormy wave, as if he had seen a ghost, and he was extremely stunned.

You know, he just performed the first form of the Xuanwu Palm!

Yang Fan is just a martial artist, and he actually shook it with the strength of his physical body, and even gained the upper hand, which is simply unheard of and unseen.

"This guy's bloodline talent seems to be much stronger than mine."

Ye Tian's eyes flashed with surprise.

His bloodline talent is a Xuanwu bloodline, which is extremely rare.

Moreover, his Xuanwu bloodline grade is still level five.

But now, under Yang Fan's blood breath, he had a trace of throbbing.

"Who the hell are you?"

"How could a small country possess such a terrifying bloodline power?"

Ye Tian stared at Yang Fan.

He felt that the young man in front of him was by no means an ordinary person.

Otherwise, how could they have such terrifying combat power?

"Who do you care who I am?"

"I'll send you on your way today!"

Yang Fan grinned, his face showing a cold meaning.

"Look for death!"

"I'm a dignified emperor, how can I be an existence that you can provoke?"

"Get down on my knees!"

Ye Tian was furious, waving his arms like two iron cables entwined up, blocking all the ways for Yang Fan to escape, and slaughtered him.

"Humph!"

"A martial venerable sixfold dare to be called an emperor?"

Yang Fan snorted coldly and urged the power of the bloodline.

Buzz!

The flame phantom behind him trembled, and a vast wave spread.

"Your bloodline?"

Ye Tian's pupils suddenly constricted.

In front of the power of this bloodline, he felt as small as an ant, unable to raise any resistance at all.

"You can't be Emperor Wu, you must be bloodline power!"

"Only Emperor Wu can suppress my Xuanwu bloodline."

Ye Tian shook his head again and again, his face full of incredulity.

He had never heard of a small person in the realm of Martial Venerable who could suppress the bloodline of the emperor.

"Emperor Wu? Hehe! ”

"I am Emperor Wu!"

Yang Fan smiled contemptuously and retorted unceremoniously.

"What? Are you the Martial Emperor who guarded the border and defeated the exotic demons? ”

Ye Tian's expression changed drastically.

His heart was filled with endless trepidation and awe.

Emperor Wu, that is an existence comparable to the Immortal King, the Holy Emperor, and the Quasi-Emperor.

Although he was conceited, he was far from conceited enough to be able to wrestle with Emperor Wu.

After all, Emperor Wu can kill the existence of the Immortal Emperor!

"Since you know how good I am, then you dare to argue with me?"

The corners of Yang Fan's mouth curled up.

"I ......"

Ye Tian was stunned.

The original arrogance is gone.

There was a bitterness in his heart.

He never expected that he would provoke such a ruthless person, and the other party could kill him at any time!

Still, he gritted his teeth and said.

"Besides, I am a core disciple of Tianxuan Sect, if you dare to make a move on me, it will definitely attract Tianxuan Sect to chase and kill frantically."

"Then you will have no place to hide."

Ye Tian moved out of the Tianxuan Sect, hoping that Yang Fan would have concerns.

After all, Tianxuanzong was one of the top forces in Wuzhou, with an incomparably profound heritage, far surpassing the Martial King Palace and the Feiyun Palace.

Once you are targeted by the other party, it will definitely be difficult to move an inch.

"Tianxuanzong is a fart again!"

"In front of me, all of them are vulnerable!"

"Do you believe it or not, I only need one sentence to send you to prison, so that you will never be able to turn over?"

"As for the high-level of that bullshit Tianxuan Sect, if they dare to trouble me, they will just be killed."

Yang Fan said indifferently.

His tone was very calm, but when it fell on Ye Tian's ears, it was like a thunderbolt.

"How so?"

"The disciples of the Martial King Palace are rampant and domineering in the Martial King City, almost invincible, but you actually said that you want to kill me?"

"Could it be that your background is stronger than that of the Martial Palace?"

Ye Tian couldn't help but gasp, and his heart was beating violently.

If the other party really has a deep background, then it's really over.

Because the Martial Palace, compared to Emperor Wu, is not worth mentioning at all.

On the Tian Yuan Continent, there are a total of nine major forces.

The Nanban land, where Emperor Wu is located, is the head of the nine major forces.

And the headquarters of Tianxuanzong is on the land of Nanban.

If the young man in front of him is really the son of Emperor Wu, then let alone him, it is estimated that the emperor of Tianxuanzong has come in person, and he has to obediently bow down and confess.

"No wonder he is so unscrupulous, it turns out that he is the son of Emperor Wu, no wonder he ......"

"However, he should not be the son of Emperor Wu."

"Although he has an extraordinary temperament, his status is lowly and humble."

"Or is it just the light of the son of Emperor Wu?"

Ye Tian's head turned rapidly, and such an idea suddenly popped up.

On the Nanban Continent, there are a total of nine major forces.

Wuwang Palace, Xuanwu Palace, Dragon and Tiger Sect, Spirit Beast Valley, Tianyin Pavilion, Black Evil Sect and Yin Luo Palace.

Each force has a Martial Emperor in charge.

But in addition to these nine forces, there are countless hermit forces.

These hermit forces all have bigwig-level powerhouses in charge.

Moreover, their background is profound, and their strength is extremely terrifying.

It is rumored that among these hermit forces, there is a terrifying existence that is not weaker than Emperor Wu!

"If he is really the son of Emperor Wu, even if I fight for this life, I can't provoke him!"

The more Ye Tian thought about it, the more frightened he became, and a trace of remorse rose in his heart.

If he had known, he wouldn't have provoked the wicked boy in front of him!

Otherwise, how could he provoke such an existence?

"No way!"

"I have to get out of here!"

Ye Tian trembled all over, and his eyes narrowed.

He decided to retreat immediately.

Shout!

His eyebrows bloomed with dazzling gold.

Immediately after, an ancient rune appeared in the center of Ye Tian's eyebrows, turning into a golden sword, breaking through the air and bombarding forward.

Thundered!

The whole mountain forest shook violently, and the towering trees burst one after another, and the mud and sand covered the sky, covering the sky and the sun.

"Huh? Escaped? ”

Yang Fan was slightly stunned.

He didn't expect Ye Tian's resistance to be so fierce.

"Haha!"

"You want to keep me, it's a fool's dream!"

Ye Tian laughed rampantly.

"Not bad."

"In such a short period of time, I actually learned martial arts!"

Yang Fan's eyebrows were raised, quite appreciative.

Ye Tian was able to cast a secret technique to avoid his punch.

This kind of means has reached the peak of the first-grade martial artist, and it is only half a step away from the second-grade martial artist.

"Who are you?"

"I advise you to get out of here, otherwise, all that awaits you is death!"

Seeing that Yang Fan didn't continue to make a move, Ye Tian breathed a sigh of relief and threatened.

He didn't see Yang Fan's true face.

Otherwise, he would not have dared to say what he had just said.

"Die!"

However, Yang Fan ignored him.

His eyes flashed, and he slapped his palm down, setting off a monstrous wave.

Click, click, click!

The surrounding mountains and forests were crushed, and Ye Tian's protective body True Yuan was also shattered.

"Not good!"

"Help!"

Ye Tian exclaimed, crossing his arms in front of his chest, trying to withstand Yang Fan's attack.

Poof!

His arm was blown off, and his body slammed into the ground.

Not long after, Ye Tian struggled to stand up, covered in blood, and his breath was extremely sluggish.

"You're lucky this time, I'll kill you next time!"

Ye Tian dropped a cruel word and ran away.

"Huh, want to go?"

The corners of Yang Fan's mouth outlined a cold arc.

With a wave of his sleeves, a huge handprint condensed out of thin air and slapped straight on Ye Tian's shoulder.

Boom!

A muffled sound rang out.

The left half of Ye Tian's body exploded and was severely damaged.

"Who the hell are you?"

"My name is Yang Fan, spare your life today!"

"The next time I see you, I won't have such good luck."

Yang Fan said lightly.

"What? Are you the god of killing? ”

After hearing this, Ye Tian trembled with fright, his face was full of fear, and he hurriedly fled without looking back.

"You're him!"

The cardinal's eyes widened.

She felt hairs all over her body, and a chill crept up her spine, sending chills all over her body.

Ye Tian is just a minion.

Behind him, there is also the behemoth of Tianxuanzong!

It can be said that Yang Fan provoked a Big Mac.

"Let's go."

Yang Fan was not afraid, and walked towards the City Lord's Mansion with the little cardinal.

On the way, he came across a patrol of soldiers.

"Stop!"

"Who are you?"

The leading officer shouted.

"My name is Yang Fan, entrusted by Emperor Wu, please come out to see me as your city lord."

Yang Fan pondered for a moment and said slowly.

"Emperor Wu?"

Hearing this, the faces of the patrol soldiers suddenly changed drastically.

"Tell the story!"

The officer hurried into the city lord's mansion and reported it.

"You two go back first, you don't have to follow me."

Yang Fan waved his hand and sent the little cardinal back.

"Oh."

The cardinal pouted, seeming disappointed.

"Alas, this guy is really, so incomprehensible."

"People have helped him."

"As a result, he didn't even send me back!"

"Forget it, this girl has a lot, and she doesn't know a lot about it like this elm pimple!"

The cardinal stamped away.

Meanwhile.

In the chamber of the City Lord's Mansion, a feast is being held.

In the center of the feast was a wide stone table, which was filled with all kinds of delicacies, and the fragrance was overflowing.

Above the stone table, an old man in a white robe sat on a high platform, it was the city lord of Beiyue City, Zhao Yunyang.

Beside him, a young man in a green shirt sat cross-legged.

This young man in a green shirt is about seventeen years old, with handsome facial features and delicate skin, like a baby, and a thin body, but he reveals an air of perseverance.

"Li Changqing greets the city lord!"

"Thank you Lord for the wine."

He drank a glass of elixir and jade liquid, and thanked Zhao Yunyang on the high platform.

Li Changqing is a martial arts wizard.

His martial soul is a flying knife, which specializes in restraining hidden weapons.

It is said that he has beheaded three third-grade martial arts sects!

"Hehe, Li Gongzi is polite."

"If you can come to this feast tonight, it proves that our Zhao family has a great relationship with you!"

"If you need anything, just mention it."

Zhao Yunyang said with a smile.

Although he is the lord of the city, he also has to do superficial work.

"The city lord is too polite."

"I just hope to be able to quietly observe the city lord's competition and learn a thing or two."

Li Changqing said lightly.

"Okay."

"Let's join in tonight!"

Zhao Yunyang agreed with a smile.

He took a black robe, draped it over his body, and walked out of the council chamber, ready to go to the drill ground.

"Lord of the Castle, ...... of your injuries?"

The commander who guarded the city lord's mansion stopped talking.

"It's out of the way, it's just a little injury."

Zhao Yunyang waved his hand, refused the commander's reminder, and went straight to the martial arts arena.

He is very confident in his own strength.

"I hope I can defeat this son!"

"In this case, I will be qualified to become the next city lord."

Zhao Yunyang muttered to himself.

There was a blazing flame in his eyes.

Immediately, he jumped up and landed on the martial arts arena.

Swish!

Zhao Yunyang's right hand was raised, his index finger stretched out, and he pressed it through the air.

Buzz!

A piercing and sharp humming sound sounded, as if an ancient beast had been revived, making the soul tremble.

In a flash.

A flame erupted from his fingertips.

The flame was deep red in color and hot as lava.

"This is the Will of Fire!"

"The city lord has cultivated the power of will!"

The moment Zhao Yunyang made a move, everyone's eyes were projected.

"This guy's luck is quite back!"

"I happened to bump into the lord of the castle to practice the power of will."

"This time he will definitely lose!"

The crowd shook their heads and sighed.

"The city lord has made a move!"

Looking at Zhao Yunyang's movements, Yang Fan's heart suddenly shook.

The will of a warrior to cultivate is divided into seven levels: metal, wood, water, fire, earth, yin, and yang.

Among them, each level is very different from each other.

Moreover, the stronger the will, the stronger the strength will be when the power of the will is cultivated.

For example, the will of gold can double its strength.

The will of the wood can increase its strength by five times.

The Will of Water, which increases its strength eightfold.

The will of fire, increased by fifteen times its strength.

Thunder and lightning will, increase the power a hundredfold.

As for the most powerful Yin Will, it can increase its power a thousand times!

Therefore, the strength of the will determines the future potential and development of the warrior.

Yang Fan's current will is the early stage of Sanpin.

Under the urging of the martial spirit, he was barely comparable to a first-grade martial artist.

It can be said that his potential has been exhausted.

If you want to break through, you can only use foreign objects.

Waste like him has long been forgotten.

"Brother Xiaofan, you will definitely lose the game this time."

"Because this is the 'Fire Lin Fist' that my master passed on to me!"

Ye Tian's gaze was indifferent, full of Sen Ran's killing intent.

Bang!

A bang was heard.

The flames in the sky turned into a monstrous fire dragon, fangs and claws, lying across the sky.

Immediately after, it swooped down and pounced on Yang Fan.

"Huh?"