Yang Xiaotian was in the middle of the palace, standing in the wind, the wind blew the hem of the white robe, the hunting sound, the young man looked at the guards who were in a hurry under his eyes, and then stared at the hall behind the guards.

The guards were holding knives or guns, looking up at the young man above their heads, muttering in their hearts: This must be another cultivator who is not afraid of death to assassinate the emperor, but the way this young man appears is completely different from the past. Those who came in the past, either masked in black scarves, or chose to sneak in secretly and quietly on a dark and windy night, how could they be as blatant as this young man.

The guards attributed Yang Xiaotian to the kind of young man who wanted to become famous in a fight, but they secretly ridiculed in their hearts: Young people are young people, and they don't want to die for fame, so don't they have a good investigation and then come to assassinate, not to mention that the four guards are all martial artists of the peak nine grades, and Lord Liang is one of the few divine warriors in the entire Jiuzhou Continent, not to mention that our emperor is a peerless powerhouse of the Thirteen Realms. Even if you sneak in, you will end up dead and alive, and you still have to roar so swaggeringly, do you really think it's so handsome?

"Emperor Ning, come out and see you!"

Yang Xiaotian, who was standing in the void, shouted loudly again.

Although the guards below were slandering this young man in their hearts, they were just suffering from the fact that their own group were all warriors. Martial artists are different from cultivators, although they can also take off in the air, but they do not last, unlike cultivators who can come and go freely in the void, if they duel with him in the air, they will not get any benefits, but let him take advantage.

Liu Wantai, the small leader of the guards, shouted vigorously: "Does that young man dare to come down to fight?"

Yang Xiaotian just smiled slightly, turned his head to look into the depths of the palace, and ignored him.

Liu Wantai lowered his voice to the guards beside him and said, "Call the archers." ”

The man quietly stepped back and called the archers to go.

This scene had already fallen in Yang Xiaotian's eyes, knowing that they would make some moves, but he didn't care at all, but he wondered why Emperor Ning hadn't shown up yet.

In fact, when Yang Xiaotian came to the front of the palace, Emperor Ning had already found out. Emperor Ning said with a smile on the corner of his mouth to Han Lei, "He's here!"

Han Lei knew who the emperor was talking about, but he was a little strange in his heart, and said, "Your Majesty, you haven't seen him for so many years, how can you be sure that it's him?"

"Can't be wrong!" Emperor Ning cut the railroad to the fore.

Liang Shaoshan's eyes were slightly closed, and his ears were pricked up as if he was listening to something, and suddenly his eyes opened and said, "Your Majesty, Liu Wantai has transferred six hundred archers!"

Emperor Ning was noncommittal, and his mouth didn't open, but he just said "um" in a nasal voice.

Although Liang Shaoshan said that he had been with the emperor for many years, he couldn't figure out the emperor's inner thoughts at this time, so he asked suspiciously: "Your Majesty, aren't you afraid that the archer will hurt that young man?"

Emperor Ning's eyes were cold and he said: "If six hundred archers can take him down, then there will be no big deal in the future, and he will die!"

Liang Shaoshan didn't dare to say anything more, but Han Lei was worried about Yang Xiaotian's safety, and regardless of whether the emperor was to blame or not, he walked out of the palace gate and came to the back of the big column, planning to help Yang Xiaotian immediately if he couldn't stop it.

Emperor Ning just watched Han Lei walk out of the hall door coldly and didn't stop.

Six hundred archers bent their bows and arrows, waiting for Liu Wantai to give an order to shoot at the young man.

Liu Wantai looked up, the young man didn't move, without the slightest fear, and he couldn't see the slightest sign of evacuation, he couldn't help but feel angry in his heart, his right hand was slowly raised above his head, and he waved it down violently, shouting in his mouth: "Release the arrow!"

"Whoosh!"

Suddenly, the entire world was filled with the sound of bows and arrows breaking through the sky.

Han Lei's heart tightened, his waist straightened slightly, and he was about to help as soon as his body moved, but Yang Xiaotian's hearty laughter came from his ears, and Han Lei raised his eyes to look at him.

I saw Yang Xiaotian gesturing slightly in the void with both hands, and in an instant, a golden wall of qi appeared three feet in front of him, and the whole person stood behind the wall of qi, unmoved by the arrows shooting from the sky.

The arrows in the sky formed an arrowhead, which was very urgent, and soon hit the golden wall of qi.

"Boom!"

The long arrows fell to the ground and scattered all over the ground like they hit a steel plate.

"Emperor Ning, are you going to call this group of people to deal with me?

Yang Xiaotian stood proudly in the air, his black hair flying.

"Put it again!"

Liu Wantai gave an order, and ten thousand arrows were fired at Yang Xiaotian again, but it was still the same situation, no matter how fierce the long arrows were, they couldn't penetrate the golden wall of qi.

Yang Xiaotian saw that Emperor Ning still didn't make any moves, and didn't want to waste any more time, so he grinned and said, "The people below pay attention, I'm coming down!"

The whole person descended sharply towards the ground, and the speed was faster than the bow and arrow just shot.

"Boom!"

He smashed a large hole in the ground, and the ground around him cracked, and the guards near the big hole were staggered by the strong wind that blew up.

"Call your emperor out!" Yang Xiaotian said to Liu Wantai.

"Let's go up together, I don't believe he can turn the sky up!" Liu Wantai shouted to the more than a thousand guards around him.

"Yes!"

All the guards rushed towards Yang Xiaotian, and more than a thousand guards launched at the same time, and the sound was better than the galloping of thousands of horses on the battlefield.

"Bang bang bang!"

The guards collided together, and the dozens of people in front directly hit their heads and bled out, but Yang Xiaotian's figure had already been lost there.

"Here!"

Yang Xiaotian's voice sounded behind the guards, and it turned out that he saw the guards rushing towards him, and he cast a spatial movement technique and came behind everyone in the blink of an eye.

Liu Wantai saw that he had repeatedly used thaumaturgy, although there were many people on his side, but he couldn't help him, so he was so angry that he stomped his feet and shouted: "You have the ability not to hide around, fight with us openly!"

Yang Xiaotian smiled and said, "I'm not above board enough, it's okay, then let's have a good fight!"

Without saying a word, the figure flew towards everyone, and his fists blasted out towards them, and several figures flew out at once, and after turning several times in midair, they fell to the ground and struggled to stand up.

"Bang bang bang!"

The sound of impact came and went, and people kept flying out of the battle circle and fell to the ground, and Yang Xiaotian didn't know how many heavy punches he had received, since he had practiced the Five Elements Technique of the "Nine Deaths True Scripture", his physique was strong and terrifying, and the heavy punches of the eight-rank martial artists hit his body like a tickle.

"Work harder, if you hit the master, I'll let you go. Yang Xiaotian laughed while playing.

The guards were thrown out of the crowd one after another like punching bags, and in a short time there were more lying on the ground than standing.

The more Liu Wantai fought, the more chilled he became, and secretly said with a bitter face that this was not bullying! He was afraid that the emperor would blame him, and he did not dare to flee from the battle, so he could only hold on.

Yang Xiaotian was about to hit Liu Wantai's face with a punch, and a violent shout rang out: "Stop!"

The remaining guards who could still fight stopped fighting when they heard the shouting, Liu Wantai was blown by Yang Xiaotian's fist wind, his face hurt, and his eyes were even more shaved into tears, but he said happily in his heart: You are finally out!

It turned out that the person he heard shouting was his immediate boss, Feng Lingfeng, the leader of the four guards.

Yang Xiaotian looked over and saw the two of them coming over, but they didn't look like the emperor, so he asked, "Why, Emperor Ning is still reluctant to come out!"

Feng Lingfeng laughed and said: "Kill chickens with a knife, it's enough to deal with you and myself!"

"You are not my opponent!" Yang Xiaotian shook his head and said, but there was no trace of sarcasm in his tone, and he said it as a matter of course, as if the ice was cold and the fire was hot.

The other person was Tan Yaowei, one of the four major guard leaders, and when he saw Yang Xiaotian's arrogant words, he didn't think he was angry, and said with a smile: "Then don't regret it!"

"Don't talk nonsense, let's make a move!" Yang Xiaotian looked coldly.

Feng Lingfeng and Tan Yaowei are both peak ninth-grade martial artists, Feng Lingfeng's waist is full of crackling, and Tan Yaowei's fists also make a sonorous sound like gold and iron colliding with each other.

The two of them burst into shouts at the same time, Feng Lingfeng's palms were like knives and attacked Yang Xiaotian with a sharp palm wind, and Tan Yaowei's fists mixed with thunder also blasted towards him.

With the full strength of the two peak nine-rank martial artists, Yang Xiaotian didn't dare to be careless, gathered the spiritual power of his whole body, quickly faced Feng Lingfeng's palm knife with his right palm, and smashed his fists into Tan Yaowei's fists with his right hand.

"Boom!"

There were two loud noises, which shook the eardrums of the guards around them, and the strong wind made them unsteady on their feet, and they all quickly retreated more than a dozen feet away.

Yang Xiaotian exchanged moves with the two of them, and they were evenly divided, knowing that it was a little difficult to win them with both hands, his right hand was held in the void, and the Chixia Sword was held in his hand.

Feng Lingfeng and Tan Yaowei attacked Yang Xiaotian again, their fists and palms reflected each other, the fist shadows in the sky, and the boundless palm wind, stirred up each other, stirring up a fierce aura in the air, like a giant net shrouded the young man in white.

Han Lei had been friends with the two of them for many years, and he knew how powerful the two of them were, and he just wanted to ask them to stop, but when he saw Yang Xiaotian pinching the sword technique, the Chixia sword in his hand burst out with dazzling light, and a huge sword-like sword light shot out from the tip of the sword with a vast sword intent.

"Bang!"

The giant net synthesized by the fist shadow palm wind touched the pillar of light, and immediately dissipated to both sides, and the sword continued to stab towards Feng Lingfeng and Tan Yaowei, the two hurriedly stretched out their hands to block, Yang Xiaotian's Chixia sword shook, and the sword was even stronger.

"Boom!"

Feng Lingfeng and Tan Yaowei were under the blow of the sword, and they both threw back and hit the stone pillar, and as soon as the two gritted their teeth and wiped the blood from their mouths, they stood up and wanted to fight again.

"Stand down, you're no match!" a voice rang out from inside the hall.

Yang Xiaotian said proudly: "What he said is right, you are not opponents!" After speaking, he walked towards the palace gate, and did not notice that Han Lei, who was standing behind the stone pillar, was looking at him.

He was about to step into the main hall with his left foot, and suddenly a fierce Gangfeng gushed out of the main hall, Yang Xiaotian hurriedly drew a circle in front of him with both hands, blocking the fierce Gangfeng, and with a touch, the young man found that the person who shot was a martial artist again, and his cultivation was stronger than Feng Lingfeng and Tan Yaowei combined.

"Could it be that you met the legendary Divine Warrior?"