Gao Zhaotian suspected that Yang Yibu was a cultivator of other dimensional spaces, which was Shang Banjin of the Immortal Realm Yuan Infant Stage, he was from other planes, he was ridiculously strong, and there was no opponent at all in the same level.

And the most important thing is that no matter how arrogant Shang Banjin is in the immortal world, no Mahayana monk dares to make a move on him.

Although Gao Zhaotian was also a Mahayana monk, he didn't know why, he just saw that other Mahayana monks didn't make a move against Shang Banjin, and he didn't dare to make a move.

As soon as this idea appeared in Gao Zhaotian's heart, it became a lingering shadow for him, so Gao Zhaotian was eager to know Yang Yibu's origin.

As soon as he had this thought, Gao Zhaotian's momentum of oppressing Yang Yibu was invisibly weakened.

"What? Gao Zhaotian only now remembered to ask me where I came from, do you think I will tell you?"

Yang Yibu looked at Gao Zhaotian coldly and said in an unhurried tone.

"Boy, I advise you to tell your origin honestly, otherwise, old man, I will really do it."

After Gao Zhaotian listened to Yang Yibu's words, he still didn't give up and asked at this time.

"Gao Zhaotian, I don't know what you're worried about, even I, a little Yuan Infant Stage Ninth Rank Early Stage Cultivator, don't dare to do it."

Yang Yibu glanced at Gao Zhaotian with disdainful eyes and said defiantly.

"Boy, are you from another dimensional space?"

was so provoked by Yang Yibu and forced to be helpless, Gao Zhaotian had no choice but to ask the question in his heart.

"Oh, Gao Zhaotian, you were worried about this, I can tell you clearly, I am a native of the fairy world."

Yang Yibu heard Gao Zhaotian's question, and finally understood what Gao Zhaotian was worried about, this Gao Zhaotian saw that he was stronger than other Yuan Infant Stage monks.

He was afraid that he had a huge backstage, especially a powerful backstage in other planes, and it was the master he couldn't afford to provoke, so his momentum weakened.

"Boy, report your name, the old man never kills the nameless."

After Gao Zhaotian heard Yang Yibu's words, he thought about it carefully, and also felt that there were not many outsiders in the fairy world.

After all, there is only one Shang Banjin known in the entire immortal world, and he is not sure whether Shang Banjin is really an outsider.

"Gao Zhaotian, you don't need to know my name, if you have the ability, you can take action and see if I will be afraid of you."

Yang Yib's words were very provocative, but Yang Yib did not say his name.

This is not to say that Yang Yibu did not dare to report his name, he was afraid of Gao Zhaotian.

But once Yang Yibu reported his name, all his previous efforts were in vain.

Gao Zhaotian will definitely make up a lot of things from his name, so as to analyze that he was blaming Xing Taibao before.

"Alas, it's not a good thing for people to be too famous."

Yang Yibu said with a secret sigh in his heart.

"Boy, you really don't say anything."

How did Gao Zhaotian know that Yang Yibu was bitter if he didn't report his name, he further pressed Yang Yibu and said.

"Gao Zhaotian, I don't want to say your name about your bird."

Yang Yibu rolled his eyes, looking at the sky with an arrogant look.

"Boy, you have successfully aroused the anger of the old man, today the old man must torture you to death, and then let you take the old man to find Xing Taibao's old horseman."

Gao Zhaotian was stimulated by Yang Yibu's expression and words and shouted, even if he was a clay man, he had three points of anger, let alone he, a master of the Mahayana period.

"Gao Zhaotian, you do it, see if I'm afraid of you, don't you just thunder and don't rain anywhere."

Yang Yibu's nostrils were facing the sky, and he still looked arrogant.

"Let's die~".

Gao Zhaotian, who was extremely angry, waved his hand and slapped Yang Yibu with his eyes in the air.

"Huhu~" The boundless wind, carrying the momentum of blowing down the stars in the heavens, slapped towards Yang Yibu in the rumbling sound.

Where the giant palm that shines high in the sky passes, the void is collapsing, and the heavens and the earth tremble.

In the collapsing void, there was a golden light escaping out, which was the precursor of the spatial wind blade gushing outward.

This is just a gentle blow from Gao Zhaotian, such a casual blow, in the entire immortal world, no Yuan Infant Cultivator can catch it.

It is impossible for even the top-level ninth-level cultivator of the Yuan Infant Stage to receive it, under such a blow.

It is impossible for the infant monks to even escape, and they have only one end, which is death.

With a palm, Gao Zhaotian's face already showed a happy smile.

Because Gao Zhaotian saw where Yang Yibu was still standing stupidly, looking at the sky with his eyes, as if he hadn't noticed that his palm was about to slap his body.

Gao Zhaotian was sure that Yang Yibu was not stupid because he didn't find out which palm he slapped at him, but because he was stupid by his powerful palm.

When people are scared silly, their brains go blank and they don't know how to respond.

So Gao Zhaotian saw that Yang Yibu didn't respond at all, so he thought that Yang Yibu was overwhelmed by his powerful palm power.

"Huh~" In Gao Zhaotian's laughter, a palm from his hand hit Yang Yibu's body accurately.

"Knock knock~".

Yang Yibu, who was standing stupidly with his nostrils facing the sky, retreated more than ten steps backwards in a row under the huge palm force of Gao Zhaotian.

But Yang Yibu only retreated more than ten steps back, and he did not appear to be photographed into a puddle of mud as Gao Zhaotian imagined.

Even the slightest injury, Yang Yibu did not receive it, and Gao Zhaotian's blow was like a bombardment on an iron lump.

The iron lump only rolled a few times, and it was not hurt in the slightest.

"This ......" poor Gao Zhaotian's eyes widened and his mouth wide open, which of his mouths was wide enough to fit into an elephant.

Vigorously, Gao Zhaotian rubbed his eyes, he wanted to see more clearly.

"Ah~" After rubbing his eyes, Gao Zhaotian twisted his thigh again, and Gao Zhaotian suspected that he was dreaming at this time.

But the huge pain told Gao Zhaotian that he was not dreaming, he was living in real life, and his casual palm was at most a pat of dust on Yang Yibu.

However, Gao Zhaotian would rather believe that he was dreaming than believe that Yang Yib in reality would be able to take his blow.

Because Yang Yibu's current cultivation is only at the beginning of the ninth level of the Yuan Infant Stage, and his Gao Zhaotian is a first-level cultivation in the Mahayana Period.

His own palm can't hurt Yang Yibu, this is something that doesn't make sense, the cultivation gap between them is one in the sky and the other in the ground, that is to say, there is no comparison between them.

"When did such a perverted character come out of the fairy world, why don't I know".

Gao Zhaotian couldn't help but curse in surprise, he now had reason to doubt the strength of their Bright Sect's intelligence department.

In the past, Gao Zhaotian had always thought that the intelligence system of the Guangming Sect was the most powerful, and in the immortal world, even if a little thing happened to them, their Guangming Sect would know about it.

To the terrifyingly powerful kid in front of him, he didn't even know if it was their Bright Sect's intelligence system that had missed it, or if he hadn't seen it.

But under Gao Zhaotian's search, he didn't find any information related to the kid in front of him.

In the information of their Guangming Sect, it is only recorded that a Terran kid named Yang Yibu is a pervert who is against the sky.

But this kid can't be Yang Yibu, because the kid in front of him is much more perverted than Yang Yibu in the record.

Regarding Yang Yibu's record, Gao Zhaotian only remembered one name, and he ignored all other information at that time.

This is because it is difficult for a monk who is not at the peak of the ninth level of the Yuan Infant Stage to attract the attention of a high-ranking Mahayana monk like them.

He was able to remember the name Yang Yib because it was related to a monk named Yang Yib many, many years ago.

"Boy, you are really good, you can catch the old man's casual blow, no wonder you are so arrogant."

Gao Zhaotian stared closely at Yang Yibu, who had just stabilized his figure, he really wanted to see something from Yang Yibu's body, whether Yang Yibu was pretending to be uninjured, or if he had some defensive treasure against the sky.

But no matter how carefully Gao Zhaotian observed, he didn't find any traces of Yang Yibu's injuries or using treasures to defend himself.

"Gao Zhaotian, are you not eating or are you just a little bit of strength in your Mahayana cultivation."

Yang Yibu, who stood firmly, raised his middle finger, then reversed his middle finger and pointed to the ground, and said in a very contemptuous tone.

"Boy, you are really rampant, I have already said that just now it was just my casual blow, and if you can take my casual blow, it doesn't mean that you can take my fifty percent or ten successful blows."

Gao Zhaotian had already suppressed his contempt for Yang Yibu at this time, and put Yang Yibu on the same level as himself.

Since Gao Zhaotian has taken Yang Yibu no longer lightly and recognized Yang Yibu's strength, he is also angry with Yang Yibu's arrogance, because Yang Yib has arrogant capital.

"Gao Zhaotian, I'm looking forward to your five or ten successes, or even a peak blow, to see if you can kill me."

Yang Yibu looked at Gao Zhaotian coldly, and said unhurriedly, while an evil smile crept up the corners of his mouth.

"Boy, self-confidence is a good thing, but if you are too self-confident, you will become ignorance."

Gao Zhaotian looked at Yang Yibu with the same cold eyes and said, a faint wisp of murderous intent rose from Gao Zhaotian's heart.

Gao Zhaotian knows that now that he and Yang Yibu have formed a great enmity, judging from Yang Yibu's pervert who is against the sky, as long as he is given time, it is a sure thing to enter the Mahayana period.

Sooner or later, Yang Yibu will enter the Mahayana period, and when he arrives, whether he can still subdue him is two words.

Therefore, Gao Zhaotian's current mentality towards Yang Yibu is - to kill.