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For Song Yan's order, a group of martial saint masters naturally would not disobey it, and they flew out one after another, joining forces to attack Nian Yi, Chu Huaixian, and Zhang Jiangkun.

Before, the military army was defeated, and the three of Nian Yi knew that they were powerless to return to the sky, so they abandoned the army and fled, and then went to the Misty Cliff, hoping to be protected by the Martial God.

At first, the Misty Martial God ignored them at all, but on the second day when Song Yan formed the Great Martial Empire, the Misty Martial God personally met with the three of them and accepted them as Martial God slaves.

This made the three of them ecstatic, and what they didn't expect was that the Misty Martial God actually offered to let them deal with Song Yan, afraid that their strength would not be enough, so they sent out his two apprentices.

Although Nian Yi and the others didn't know that the Martial God was suddenly going to meddle in the affairs of the human race, they didn't think too much about it, and soon infiltrated the Holy Capital with the two disciples of the Misty Martial God.

and planned to do something to him after Song Yan ascended the throne.

Because at that time, Song Yan's power, fame, and life will reach the peak, and pushing him down from the peak will make him more painful and difficult to accept.

But they never dreamed that the current Song Yan would become so bold that he would disdain even the will of the Martial God.

"Boom, boom!"

A series of bursting sounds of qi sounded, and under the siege of dozens of martial saints, the three of Nian Yi were defeated and retreated, and they all had injuries on their bodies.

"Young Master Qingya, Young Master Qingsong, save us!" Nian Yi shouted in panic.

When the two middle-aged people saw this scene, they were all furious, because this Huang Liang actually dared to disobey the will of the master, and just by virtue of this, they could not be spared.

"Qingsong, are you making a move, or am I making a move?" Qingya said.

"I'll come, let this arrogant guy see the skills of the true disciple of the Martial God!"

As soon as the words fell, Qing Song's body suddenly rose into the sky, and immediately, a surging and invincible sword light that was dozens of zhang long flew down from the sky.

"Whoa!"

The void was like a rag, and it was torn apart in an instant.

And the dozens of martial saints who were attacking the three of Nian Yi all felt a life-and-death crisis, and subconsciously withdrew their hands and retreated.

"Boom!"

The cyan sword light slashed down on the altar, and suddenly, the entire altar clicked continuously, and huge cracks appeared, crumbling, and could collapse at any time.

And the dozens of martial saints all looked terrified, the power of that sword was too strong, if they retreated a little slower just now, they would become the souls of the sword.

Holding a cyan long sword, it slowly landed on the altar floor like a weightless feather.

He looked at Song Yan proudly, and said disdainfully: "Huang Liang, give you another chance, kneel down and listen to the order, otherwise don't blame me for killing!"

"I am the Son of Heaven, what qualifications does a mere martial god have to make me kneel!"

Facing the vibration of the altar, Song Yan, who was sitting on the dragon chair, was unusually calm.

Hearing this, whether it was the martial saint or the civil and military officials present, how could Your Majesty look down on the martial god so much, you must know that the strength of the martial god has been out of the category of human beings, even if the human race has been unified now, I am afraid it will be difficult to compete with the martial god.

And when Qing Song heard that Song Yan actually added the word "medie" in front of the Martial God, his eyes couldn't help but surge with murderous intent, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Okay! Very good! You still dare to be hard-mouthed, since this is the case, then don't blame me Qing for doing the right thing for heaven! Look at the sword!"

As soon as the words fell, the long sword in Qing Song's hand slashed out

"Boom!"

A heart-palpitating surging invincible sword light appeared again, and it came to the top of Song Yan's head in an instant.

"Your Majesty!"

Seeing this scene, everyone panicked, and one by one the Martial Saints flew forward, but the sword light was too fast, I am afraid that before they could pounce closely, His Majesty had been slashed to pieces by the sword light.

"I am the Son of Heaven, my words are the will of Heaven, and you dare to talk about the way of heaven in front of me, it's really a joke!"

Just when everyone thought that Song Yan was going to die, his unhurried voice suddenly sounded, and then, everyone saw an extremely shocking scene, only to see him slowly raise his palm and grasp the terrifying sword qi.

Suddenly, a huge golden palm shadow appeared in the void.

"Click!"

The palm shadow wrapped up the sword qi, and then, a cracking sound sounded.

The shadow of the palm is still there, but the sword qi is gone!

"How is this possible? How can you block one of my swords?"

Qing Song looked at the golden palm shadow in great surprise, the sword just now, although he didn't use all his strength, but the long sword in his hand was a spiritual treasure refined by Shizun, which could at least increase his attack power dozens of times, didn't he see it, dozens of martial saints didn't dare to take his sword, but the guy in front of him who was only in the middle stage of the great grandmaster dissolved his sword lightly!

"Nothing is impossible!" Song Yan's voice sounded again: "I said that I am the Son of Heaven and am recognized by this heaven and earth, so I represent thousands of human races, how can you be injured by a martial god disciple?"

"Impossible! I don't believe it! Take me again!"

"Boom!"

Qing Song burst into tears and swung his sword again.

The aura of this sword light is even more terrifying, more majestic, and more invincible.

At this moment, the golden palm shadow suspended above Song Yan's head moved again, and he lightly grabbed the sword qi, and suddenly, the sword qi shattered inch by inch.

"Die!"

Seeing that his sword qi was broken again, Qing Song frantically slashed out nine sword qi in a row, and that super strong aura seemed to be about to shatter this piece of heaven and earth!

"Humph!"

A cold snort came from Song Yan's nose, and then, the golden palm shadow moved again, accompanied by a "click" sound, the nine sword qi were all shattered, and at the same time, the golden palm shadow suddenly slapped towards Qing Song, and with a bang, the opponent's body was smashed out of the hundreds of meters, smashed to the ground, but hit a human-shaped hole, making Qing Song's whole person fall in.

"Ahhh

A hysterical voice sounded, and Qing Song pulled himself out of the pit, bursting with a ray of light from his body, and then, he rushed towards Song Yan again.

"Look for death!"

Song Yan's eyes narrowed, a hint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and he raised his hand and threw a punch.

"Aung Aung Ang!"

The Son of Heaven from the Dragon Fist.

The punch came out, a dragon groan sounded in the heavens and the earth, and the golden fist hit Qing Song's body, and the light outside his body instantly shattered, and then swallowed his whole person, at this moment, a super strong breath rose from Qing Song's body.

"Poof!"

With a soft sound, Song Yan's golden fist was shattered, and then, a middle-aged man wearing a green robe with an elegant face appeared on top of Qing Song's head, and Qing Song had already fainted!

This middle-aged man is not a real person, but a projection.

Even if it was just a projection, as soon as he appeared, except for Song Yan, everyone had a feeling of kneeling and worshipping, and the identity of this projection was about to come out of the Misty Martial God!

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