As soon as these words came out, it was as if a thunderbolt had exploded in front of the capital, and both the people in the human realm and the cultivators of the Holy Pavilion were wondering if they had heard it wrong.

In addition to Gao Yang Song's identity as a human monarch, he is also a personal disciple of Shang Yunjian, so he is already a top existence at the same age, and with the fully awakened Holy Dragon bloodline, people can't judge his limit at all.

But no matter how extreme it is, it is impossible to be the opponent of a true immortal-level powerhouse.

Gao Yangsong shouted to everyone in the human world at this time, as if he was explaining: "Letting this kind of guy hit the gate of the capital is my previous decision-making mistake, and it is reasonable that I should personally kill such thieves." ”

When he said this, Gao Yangsong's expression was very reasonable, as if the word "killing" in the words had become a reality.

Gao Yangsong stood proudly in front of the southern gate of the capital.

His grandfather once personally supervised the battle here to fight against the beast tide brought by the Heavenly Wisdom Demon, and personally fought against the extremely terrible demon ancestor back then.

His father, who was not very good, once led the elite cultivators of the human world to fight a shocking battle with the Sword Demon here, although he was defeated by the abolition of his cultivation, but it also made the Sword Demon dispel the idea of controlling the capital.

Now, it's his turn to defend himself here against an incomparably formidable foreign enemy.

Demon Ancestor and Sword Demon, each of them is a terrifying existence that seems to be invincible in the world in that era, and almost no one can stop it, and now Xiahou Luoshan, who is arrogant outside the capital, is far from enough, and he is also confident that he is much stronger than his father.

Gao Yang Song clenched Long Yuan, and the terrifying coercion from the Holy Dragon's bloodline quietly appeared, and a mouthful of Holy Dragon Breath flowed through his body, and the jade seal of the Heirloom Kingdom in his arms suddenly emitted a dazzling light.

Previously, in the process of fighting against the Sealed Dragon Seal, his Holy Dragon bloodline was indeed greatly damaged, but Gao Yangsong was also extremely ruthless to his own attack, completely fighting the risk of self-injuring the meridians to cut off the crumbs of the Sealed Dragon Seal, and finally with the help of the pill given by Yin Caicai, he reluctantly protected his Holy Dragon Bloodline, in this process, the sword intent he condensed still remained sharp, and it was still an important guarantee for him to the enemy at this moment.

If this is the case, he does not have the capital to compete with Xiahou Luoshan, but just now, he felt the call from within the jade seal of the country, and at the same time he got a glimpse of the true secret of the jade seal of the country, and this secret is the greatest guarantee for him to deal with Xiahou Luoshan.

So now, he calmly looked at Xiahou Luoshan, as if he was looking at a dying person.

This attitude was undoubtedly humiliating to Xiahou Luoshan, he sneered and said coldly: "What a big breath, but do you have the strength?"

Before the words fell, he had already waved his hand, and a dust blade slapped directly at Gao Yangsong, not giving Gao Yangsong any time to react at all.

Luo Lingfeng was about to forcibly raise his breath, but Gao Yangsong was already smiling and said: "You have no jokes, and the seniors are optimistic." ”

Gao Yang Song pointed his sword at the sky, and the Holy Dragon Phantom that he condensed directly faced the dust blade, which was completely a direct and hard fight.

Luo Lingfeng's face changed slightly, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Before Gao Yang Song took out his sword, his cultivation was at most around the seventh order, even if he had the powerful power and oppressive power of the Holy Dragon bloodline, it was impossible to stop Xiahou Luoshan's attack. In fact, Luo Lingfeng had already prepared to forcibly block it, but at the moment when the Long Yuan Sword pointed at the sky, there seemed to be a mysterious power that came out of nowhere, poured into the Long Yuan Sword, and then merged with Gao Yang Song's whole person, at that moment, he could clearly feel that the Holy Dragon Suppression on Gao Yang Song's body was many times stronger, and the Holy Dragon Phantom formed by his condensation of his own spiritual power was already a powerful force that steadily suppressed his current cultivation.

At this time, he had already seen through the mental obstacles that had plagued him for decades, and stepped into the ninth order, which was already the top in this human world, and Gao Yang Song's Holy Dragon Phantom would actually be even stronger than him, wouldn't that have surpassed the level of the ninth order?

Zen Master Chunya smiled at this time and said, "Good." ”

Luo Lingfeng was about to ask, but suddenly caught a mysterious and vast power, that power seemed to come from something in Gao Yangsong's body, and it seemed to come from a farther place.

He looked at the looming imperial tomb in the north, and already had a rough answer in his heart.

As the ancestral tomb of the Goyang royal family, the successive generations of the Goyang Dynasty will be buried in it after their deaths, but they are not allowed to be buried in the core area of the Holy Emperor's Mound, because it is a place left for the descendants of the Goyang royal family to feel the royal road before succeeding to the throne.

That Holy Emperor was able to leave traces of the royal path for future generations to observe and comprehend, why couldn't he leave a force strong enough to protect the peace of the human world?

This is Luo Lingfeng's current guess, in fact, he has already guessed most of it.

Now the mysterious power that enhances the Holy Dragon's Breath in Gao Yang Song's body comes from the Holy Emperor Mound, and the key to unlocking this power is the jade seal that has been passed down from generation to generation by the Gao Yang royal family.

At this time, Gao Yangsong was feeling the power that was continuously transmitted into his body through the jade seal of the country, and he only felt that his whole person was indescribably comfortable, as if he could break the mountains and rivers with a single move.

Under his control, the Holy Dragon Phantom met the dust blade head-on, and then bit it off, and the dust blade condensed by the spiritual power of Xiahou Luoshan was suddenly broken into a piece of loose sand and fell back to the ground.

This was the first time that Xiahou Luoshan had been completely defused since he had appeared for so long.

Xiahou Luoshan's eyelids jumped suddenly, his face was full of disbelief, and there was already a cheer in the battle array of the human world.

Although almost everyone didn't know how Gao Yangsong did it, they all saw that Gao Yangsong was not talking big, he did have the strength to fight with Xiahou Luoshan at present, and an old man who had witnessed the battle between the first emperor and the sword demon couldn't help but burst into tears, and muttered under the surprised gaze of the people on the side: "The power of the human world......"

Gao Yangsong was very satisfied with this power that perfectly matched the bloodline of the Holy Dragon, with this aura flowing all over his body, he felt as if he could do anything, so in the next second, he had already taken the initiative to attack Xiahou Luoshan.

Gao Yang Song's learning is quite miscellaneous, in addition to the Canglang Sword Technique of Wu'an Sword Peak, Liuyun Hand and Yunyoubu, he has also cultivated the Imperial Strength of the Gaoyang Royal Family since he was a child, as well as the Holy Dragon Breath that has been constantly improving under the guidance of Long Yao, relatively speaking, the time invested in swordsmanship is not too much, fortunately, there is a more unprofessional Northern Immortal Cultivator in the same sect, and his sword cultivation is not at the bottom of the three disciples of Wu'an Sword Peak.

But he is still a disciple of the Shoreless Sword Peak, and what he is best at is always the sword path inherited from the Shoreless Sword Peak.

The phantom of the holy dragon disappeared into his body, Gao Yang Song held Long Yuan in his hand, and the clouds under his feet were ethereal, rushing towards the high mountain standing in front of the capital like a swimming dragon.

His feet did not stop, and Long Yuan in his hand had a sharp meaning that was ready to attack.

This sword was his favorite sword, and it was also the only sword he thought he practiced better than Yao Chong.

A sword.

The main point of this sword is very simple, that is, the three most basic requirements of swordsmanship; Fast, accurate, and ruthless.

The path of this sword is also mediocre, just a straight straight line.

There is no wind blade in the Luo family's swordsmanship, and there are no extra bells and whistles, this sword is the ultimate in pure speed and strength, because it is simple, it is extremely powerful and difficult to deal with.

Xiahou Luoshan shouted angrily, put his hands together in the air, and slashed straight down, and several boulders suddenly rolled down the mountain under his feet, each boulder seemed to contain the power of ten thousand jun, and it would be a shock.

But these boulders didn't hit the ground at all, and they didn't even burst out with the power they contained.

Just in an instant, a sword light flashed, and these boulders had been cut off, and then shattered, and before the power of them exploded, they were pressed back by the sword light unreasonably.

Xiahou Luoshan didn't reason with the human world just now, and now he Gao Yangsong naturally doesn't need to be polite to him.

The sword light climbed the mountain and rushed straight to the top of the mountain, and Gao Yangsong's voice echoed in the whistling wind: "Thief, die!"