Three months is not a long time for a martial artist in the Tianqian Continent.

For some martial artists who have cultivated to an advanced level, it may take a full three months for just one retreat.

Some warriors take even longer.

Three months later, a man and a woman who were in retreat on the Tower of Babel finally came out.

"The life-and-death battle between Chu Yang and Fu Yun is scheduled to be on the top of the Tower of Babel in three days. ”

As Yu Wenwu, the vice president of the Moshi Sacred Academy, spoke, everyone in the Moshi Sacred Academy was looking forward to the battle in three days.

The top of the Tower of Babel is the extremely sacred place of the Moshi Holy Courtyard, and today, the vice president has set the place where Chu Yang and Fu Yun will fight on the top of the Tower of Babel, which is enough to prove that he values Chu Yang and the two of them.

This news soon spread from the Moshi Holy Courtyard and spread throughout the entire imperial capital.

Not to mention the people of the Moshi Sacred Academy, even the people of the great power of the imperial capital are very interested in this battle.

One is the figure who has been famous for a long time in the Moshi Holy Academy, the younger brother of Fu Yu, one of the top ten heroes of the Moshi Empire, and the other is a young talent who has only recently become famous, it is said that he is only about twenty years old, and he is shocked by the demonic talent.

This battle is destined to attract many people to watch the battle.

"Chu Yang, there's news. ”

Zhan Lin brought good news to Chu Yang: "The underground prison of the Yan family's slave market is under the abandoned warehouse next to the Yan family's slave market, which is extremely hidden, and ordinary people can't find it at all. ”

Chu Yang nodded, thinking that there were Xuanwu Realm sevenfold martial artists in the underground prison, he felt a little bottomless in his heart.

Breaking through is undoubtedly sending you to death.

Something had to be done.

Seeing Chu Yang's face solemn, Zhan Lin smiled and said: "You are lucky, tomorrow night, the high-level powerhouses of the Xuanwu Realm who are on duty in the Yan family's underground prison will leave the underground prison and return to the Yan family to participate in a family meeting for an hour. ”

"An hour?"

Chu Yang's eyes lit up: "In other words, within this hour, there will be no high-level martial artists of the Xuanwu Realm in the Yan family's underground prison?"

Zhan Lin nodded: "Yes." ”

"Ha Lu Ha...... Good. ”

Chu Yang couldn't help but laugh, as Zhan Lin said, his luck was indeed good.

Without a high-level martial artist in the Xuanwu Realm, why should he be afraid?

"However, if you make a move tomorrow night, you will inevitably leave clues, as long as the Yan family checks it, it won't take long to suspect you...... Three days later, it will be a life-and-death battle between you and Fu Yun, if you are exposed in advance, the Yan family may not give up, this matter is different from the last time Yan Cheng's death, this matter is related to the face and dignity of the Yan family. ”

Zhan Lin's face was extremely solemn.

The Yan family's slave market is an extremely important industry under the Yan family, and if the underground prison of the Yan family's slave market is robbed, it will inevitably become the laughing stock of the entire imperial capital.

The Yan family can't afford to lose this face.

"Is there a battle between life and death?"

Chu Yang's eyes narrowed, and he smiled faintly: "Life and death appointment, it's in advance." ”

For Chu Yang, the purpose of his visit to the imperial capital this time was to rescue his brother Niu Bi, and other things, including the life-and-death battle with Fu Yun, could only be ranked behind.

"Ahead?" Zhan Lin was a little puzzled.

"Then you will know the way. ”

Chu Yang smiled faintly and sold a pass.

No matter how lively it was outside, Chu Yang and Xian'er stayed in the residence, but they were also leisurely.

"Xian'er, we may have to leave early. ”

Chu Yang opened his mouth and said.

Xian'er nodded, not surprised at all, for her, as long as she stayed by Chu Yang's side, everything else was not important.

The next day, late at night.

There was still half an hour, and it was the time when the high-level martial artists of the Xuanwu Realm who were imprisoned in the underground prison of the Yan family's slave market left.

Chu Yang and Xian'er had already come to the vicinity of the Yan family's slave market, close to the abandoned warehouse, the abandoned warehouse, the smell was terrible, if it weren't for Zhan Lin to hear about this, Chu Yang really couldn't have imagined that the underground prison of the Yan family's slave market would be in this place.

Looking at the direction of the underground prison from afar, Chu Yang waited.

Finally, half an hour came, in a dilapidated room in an abandoned warehouse, a figure swept out, through the moonlight, it was vaguely recognizable that this was an old man, after the old man came out, looked around, and found no problem, he rose into the air.

"Luckily, I stayed away, otherwise I would have been discovered. ”

The old man's qi was extremely terrifying, and although he was far away, Chu Yang could still feel a hint of threat.

"Xian'er, go!"

Chu Yang set off, took Xian'er, entered the abandoned warehouse, and came to the door of the dilapidated house that the old man walked out.

At a glance, Chu Yang could find that in this dilapidated house, there was a middle-aged man guarding next to the entrance of the underground prison, Chu Yang and Xian'er had just arrived at the door of the wooden house, and they were discovered by the middle-aged man, and the middle-aged man shouted: "What person?"

However, this was also the last sentence he said in this world, the brilliant sword light flew by, blood shot out, and the body of the middle-aged man fell.

The entrance to the underground prison cell, from the outside, is a dry well.

In the middle of the dry well is a staircase, a staircase leading to an underground prison.

Chu Yang and Xian'er stepped into the stairs and walked down.

"Who?"

At the bottom of the stairs, the two middle-aged people who were guarding there let out a low shout, and when they saw Chu Yang and Xian'er, their faces changed: "You ......"

Before he finished speaking, the wind rose, and the sharp wind blade strangled the two of them.

The three people who died now are all just low-level martial artists in the Xuanwu Realm.

I have to say that the Yan family attaches great importance to this underground prison, and even the ordinary guardians are first-class existences in the Xuanwu Realm.

The two roared, and the blood in the sky was quickly noticed.

At this time, Chu Yang and Xian'er also stepped in, and where they passed, blood flowed like a river.

"Lord Deputy Steward!"

At this moment, a Xuanwu Realm dual martial artist exclaimed in surprise, and his body fell down.

"Who are you?"

An old man, with the former's exclamation, finally appeared, bringing Chu Yang a lot of pressure.

Deputy steward?

It seems that this old man should be a sixfold existence in the Xuanwu Realm.

"Xian'er!"

This old man, Chu Yang didn't have any certainty, he could only hand it over to Xian'er, his gaze shifted to other people, almost none of these people were Chu Yang's enemies.

Three months have passed, Chu Yang's cultivation will naturally not stagnate, and now he has stepped into the Xuanwu Realm with a single cultivation.

With the blood dragon supernatural power, the subtle perfection sword momentum, and the superposition of the eight-layer mystical power, his combat power even steadily defeated the Xuanwu Realm fivefold martial artist who comprehended the subtle perfection potential, but he didn't have any confidence in the Xuanwu Realm sixfold martial artist.

Chu Yang's killing of these low-level martial artists in the Xuanwu Realm was as simple as cutting grass, and wherever he passed, there was not a single living mouth, and more than ten people fell one after another.

"Unexpectedly, this underground prison is actually a fork in front of it. ”

Killing another Xuanwu Realm triple martial artist, Chu Yang saw the number of tenths in front of him, and his face sank.

"No matter who you are, if you dare to break into the underground prison of our Yan family, you will definitely die!"

The old man finally made a move, his eyes were red, he never thought that as soon as the steward left with his front foot, someone broke in with his back foot, and the young man who cultivated to only the three levels of the Xuanwu Realm was simply a monster.

It's just that he is a six-fold martial artist in the Xuanwu Realm, and so is Xian'er.

Ten days ago, Xian'er finally broke the shackles of the fivefold bottleneck of the Xuanwu Realm and successfully stepped into the sixfold Xuanwu Realm.

When Xian'er Xuanwu Realm was fivefold, she comprehended the trend of the unity of heaven and man, and her combat power was no less than that of the ordinary Xuanwu Realm sixfold martial artist, and now, her cultivation has broken through to the Xuanwu Realm Sixfold, and under the sevenfold Xuanwu Realm, very few people are her opponents.

"Wind!"

Xian'er Lian stepped forward, and in the passage of this underground prison, the wind rose, swept out overwhelmingly, and swept towards the old man.

Feeling this wind that seemed to merge with heaven and earth, the old man's face changed greatly, and for a moment, he seemed to remember something, and exclaimed, "You are from the Moshi Sacred Academy...... And you, you are Chu Yang!"

"Chu Yang?"

The low-level martial artists of the Xuanwu Realm, who were constantly pouring out of the underground prison, were all stunned.

Chu Yang, who has recently become famous, although most of them stay in underground prisons all day long, there are also people who occasionally rest, occasionally go out, and also bring back many strange stories in the imperial capital.

Therefore, they had also heard of Chu Yang.

"This Chu Yang, isn't he going to fight to the death with that Fu Yu's brother 'Fu Yun' tomorrow?

All the Xuanwu Realm martial artists were a little dazed, but after discovering that Chu Yang had killed many of their clansmen, they all retracted into the fork in the road where they were located, and they didn't dare to come out in a cold sweat.

Seeing this scene, Chu Yang frowned, took a step forward, entered a fork in the road, and killed a low-level martial artist of the Xuanwu Realm who was shrinking inside.

In order to avoid the fight between Xian'er and the old man, the others took the opportunity to escape, and Chu Yang returned to the entrance of the underground prison.

It's just that he obviously thinks too much.

Xian'er relied on the unity of heaven and man, overpowering the old man, although the old man stepped into the Xuanwu realm for more than six years, but he never comprehended the unity of heaven and man, he and Xian'er Xuanli are equal, but the supernatural power is far inferior to the perfect fit of the wind and magic power of the unity of heaven and man.

After a few moments, the old man was suppressed by the wind of Xian'er.

"Huhu~~"

The unity of heaven and man, combined with the power of the Xuan, turned into a killing wind blade, and the sound was like a cold wind.

In an instant, the old man screamed in grief and died at the hands of Xian'er.

"Lord Deputy Steward!"

Hearing the old man's sad cry, he was silent in a blink of an eye, and the remaining Yan Family Xuanwu Realm martial artists were all frightened, and they all felt that a great disaster was coming.

These two people are simply killing machines.

Especially the women beside Chu Yang, three months ago, she killed Yan Cheng and Yan Cheng's entourage, and now, she has the strength to kill the deputy steward of their underground prison.

Lord Deputy Steward, but the existence of the sixfold Xuanwu Realm!

"Chu Yang, what are you going to do?"

Some people did not dare to sit still, but they still hid in the fork in the road, screaming in surprise.