Chapter 1528

"In the past, there was no way for me to retreat. I had to fight to the death. Now, I can fight or retreat. With more choices, how can the two be on the same page?"

Yang Xuan pouted and mocked mercilessly: "Some people are just stupid, but they pretend to be shrewd, or it's ridiculous when everyone else is as stupid as him."

"An ant-like thing, even you dare to scold me!"

Han Daosheng burst into anger, his eyes spitting fire, and it felt like he had been slapped hard.

"I didn't name you, so when did I scold you? If you insist on being in the right seat, there's nothing you can do, but it's common sense for stupid people to do stupid things."

Yang Xuan touched his chin and smiled brightly, as if you were really stupid.

"Haha, in the words of my lord, it is too incisive. The Protoss is a group of idiots with eyes above the top."

Jiutian Pterosaur grinned, it was very upset to see Han Daosheng for a long time, and it didn't mind taking the opportunity to step on it hard.

"Beast looking for death!"

Even a beast dared to humiliate himself, Han Daosheng was going crazy with anger.

"Hmph, just because of you, you also want to kill Lao Tzu?"

Jiutian Winglong became angry and said provocatively: "My major is low and I don't want to fight with you, but I am not afraid of you, so I will ask you, do you dare to fight with me?"

Against high-ranking immortal kings like Shanghan Wuji, Jiutian Winglong has no chance of winning. After all, it has just passed the transformation thunder tribulation, but against Shanghan Daosheng, it is not afraid at all.

With its strength, it is not difficult to kill ordinary immortal saints, even Xuanyin ancestors, Xuefu ancestors and other half-step immortal kings, it can also be defeated in a battle, and it is impossible to kill Han Daosheng.

No matter how strong Han Daosheng is, he is still an immortal after all. Although he has the blood of an ancient god, he is an ancient fierce and tyrannical ancient demon blood, so he is not inferior to Han Daosheng.

"Come here, I will play with you. If you don't kill this beast today, I will come and write with the three words Han Daosheng."

Han Daosheng was so angry that he couldn't move Yang Xuan, why couldn't he kill a Nine-Heaven Winged Dragon?

Jiutian Winglong originally wanted to fight, but Yang Xuan glared at him, and suddenly became very obedient again, just listened to it: "Forget it, I'm in a good mood today, so I won't fight with you."

While speaking, it flapped its wings and flew to Yang Xuan's side.

For Yang Xuanneng to receive the protection of a great Buddhist emperor, it is naturally a happy thing for him.

For at least a hundred years, neither it nor Yang Xuan would have to worry about someone coming to the door to ask for trouble.

Taking this opportunity, either it or Yang Xuan can cultivate with peace of mind and improve their respective strengths.

"If there is a master, there must be a servant. This beast has the same virtue as your grandson."

Han Daosheng's face was ashen as he glared at Yang Xuandao.

"Miscellaneous, believe it or not, I ate you."

The Nine Heavens Winged Dragon roared, but its endurance was limited.

"Okay, calm down for me, people are gods, descendants of ancient gods, how revered their status is, and how can you and I offend them? I really want to anger them, and they will kill us both if we die together. ?"

Yang Xuan smiled, but his expression was calm and indifferent, he turned over and sat on the head of the Nine Heavens Winged Dragon.

"Beast, and you, you all deserve to die!"

Han Daosheng was furious, and the cold light in his eyes was shocking. Looking around the fairyland, who would dare to disrespect him?

But today, he was humiliated by Yang Xuan and a beast.

"Looking for death? You try to touch me. I can guarantee that you will be the first to die."

Yang Xuan was talking and laughing a moment ago, but the next moment he turned his face on the spot and became very strong.

"You must know how to restrain yourself as a human being. If you really want to cross the line, you will be looking for a dead end."

Han Wuji shouted angrily, unable to bear it any longer.

"It's not up to you, an old man, to tell you how I act, Lin Feng."

Yang Xuan glanced at Han Wuji, then looked at Han Daosheng again, and said disdainfully, "What bastard son of a god, god clan immortal king, I think they are just two bullies who bully the soft and fear the hard, so stay where it is cool, you have no time to accompany him. you play."

As soon as these words came out, the crowd was already shocked and numb, even Feng Shaobao, who hated Yang Xuan deeply, or Liu Qing, who looked at Yang Xuan very displeased, was completely speechless.

Yang Xuantian was not afraid, even Han Daosheng and Han Wuji dared to scold, how could they dare to provoke Yang Xuan again?

This kid is a complete madman, a lifeless lunatic, even without the backing of Emperor Xuanling Buddha, they would never be Yang Xuan's opponents.

Yang Xuan is a descendant of the Desolate Heaven Emperor, he has practiced the legendary Great Desolation Art, and he has subdued Jiutian Pterosaur, an ancient and fierce dragon. Without the cultivation of the Immortal King Realm, no one can do anything to him, let alone oppose him.

"Today's humiliation, he will pay back a hundred times a thousand times in the future. Just wait, this son of the gods will one day make you pay the price for today's arrogance."

Han Daosheng was burning with anger, and he was very unwilling and very resentful. The contempt and disdain between the lines of Yang Xuan made him feel humiliated and tortured, and he wanted to go crazy.

"In terms of arrogance, I'm far inferior to you. You are at the peak of the Immortal Sovereign Realm, a half-step Immortal Saint's Protoss, and you don't want to fight with someone whose cultivation is higher than yours, but you always want to fight with me, a real fairyland cultivator. , if you can do this as a human being, can you still have a face?"

Hearing this, countless people fell into silence. This is Chi Guoguo's slap in the face. The most speechless thing is that Han Daosheng really has nothing to do with Yang Xuan.

People say that if you don't fight, you won't fight, and it's clear that you want to avoid fighting. Can Daosheng Han still risk the anger of Xuanling Buddha Emperor to use force?

It can only be said that Han Daosheng should be unlucky. After today, the halo on his head, the Son of Light, will be eclipsed. In short, he will be ruined.

"Young Master, let's go, as long as this son dares to take half a step out of Zhenwu Immortal Realm, this old man wants him to die without a place to be buried."

Han Wuji's voice transmission said that even he had no face to stay.

"Boy, Emperor Xuanling Buddha can protect you for a while, but not for the rest of your life. The Son of God will take your life sooner or later, let's see."

Han Daosheng snorted coldly, turned his head to look at Li Daofeng, and said coldly: "I don't think it is necessary to hold a stone-cutting conference. If you want to live forever in the misty fairy city, hand over the blood of the divine bird now."

"The Stone Cutting Conference is a grand event in my misty fairy city. It has already been spread to the world. How can it be said that it cannot be done? Please don't be too strong."

Li Minghua cupped his hands, and there was a hint of dissatisfaction in his words.

As the masters of the misty fairy city, their Li family will hold a stone cutting conference every hundred years, and it has never been stopped due to external factors.

Today, under the pressure of Han Daosheng, just handing over the blood of the colorful bird, the first name of the stone cutting conference, how should people in the world treat their Li family?