"What?!"
After a brief silence, the crowd exploded like a storm. The hundreds of thousands of people around the platform were all in an uproar.
"What do you mean? Isn't the Human Emperor the Human Emperor?! "
"What does Yang Qingxuan mean?"
"Both of them have the Sword Mound, and both have the surname Yang. What's the connection?"
"If the one in charge of the two lists and overseeing the Central Great World isn't the Human Emperor, then who is he? Where did the Human Emperor go?"
Around the Star Platform, countless voices were discussing.
The experts of the top ten and twenty-four families on the platform all had serious expressions. Their eyes flashed as they pondered Yang Qingxuan's words.
Yang Qingxuan stood with his halberd, quietly waiting for an answer.
Yang Yunjing said coldly, "I don't understand what you are talking about. I am the eleventh Human Emperor, Yang Yunjing. However, your identity seems to be related to the infamous' Dao Ying '. It's hard to explain."
Yang Qingxuan said calmly, "I know there won't be an answer to this question, but I've already completed half of my mission by asking this question in front of everyone. Even if I fail this time, at least I've spread my doubts to the world. In the future, there will be an endless stream of people who will question your identity and challenge your truth until the day it is revealed. "
The hundreds of thousands of people on the cloud sea were all shocked.
Yang Yunjing's eyes were filled with killing intent. He said seriously, "Do you mean that you are prepared to die?"
Yang Qingxuan said, "Not prepared to die, but determined to die! Life is what I desire. Righteousness is also what I desire. Today, I will sacrifice my life for righteousness. I swear that I will reveal your identity even if I die. This is not only related to my personal honor, but also the survival of the entire human race. I, and everyone else, will not allow an unknown person to become the Human Emperor! "
Yang Yunjing said coldly, "Do I need your permission to take the throne? Since you are prepared to die, then die! "
"There is no need for Your Majesty to take action to deal with this person. Let me deal with him."
Among the 12 Heavenly Monarchs, Ye Zhong walked out and cupped his fists to ask for a battle.
Yang Yunjing clenched his fist and then slowly loosened it. He dispersed his Genuine Yuan and said, "Okay, you are the champion of the last Firmament Martial Arts Symposium. You are the most suitable person to kill him."
Ye Chong turned around and walked down the star platform.
Hundreds of thousands of eyes fell on the two of them.
They were both ranked first in the Firmament Martial Arts Symposium, but there was a difference of twenty years.
How big was the difference of twenty years?
Those with mediocre talent could only cultivate the Spiritual Martial Realm and the Genuine Martial Realm. However, geniuses could reach the Dao Realm.
Ye Chong Yuan was a prodigy among prodigies, a one-in-a-million talent.
In just twenty years, he had advanced from the Kongfa Stage to the Truth Glimpse Stage, becoming the youngest Heavenly Monarch in the Astral Palace.
Ye Chongyuan narrowed his eyes and said indifferently, "Although they are both first in the Firmament Martial Arts Symposium, there is still a huge difference in talent and strength. I called you trash before, and it wasn't without reason. Now, I'll let you understand where the word 'trash' came from. "
Yang Qingxuan raised his battle halberd and pointed it at Ye Chongyuan. He shouted, "Dog, stop right there! A good dog shouldn't block people's way. I'm not interested in communicating with a dog. Ask your master to come down. "
Ye Chongyuan was instantly enraged. He shouted angrily, "Die!"
His figure flashed and turned into thousands of afterimages. His real body appeared in front of Yang Qingxuan. He formed a seal with both hands and slammed his palm over.
First, a small ripple appeared in the center of his palm. Then, the ripple kept expanding until it covered half the sky.
Suddenly, Ye Chongyuan let out a long roar. The ripple of his palm that was like the surface of a lake instantly shrank into a ring and merged into the center of his palm. It was compressed to the limit!
"Autumn Calm Lake!"
Ye Chongyuan was furious. He attacked with a killer move. Endless hatred merged into his palm. He wanted to kill Yang Qingxuan with one palm to avenge his humiliation!
Yang Qingxuan held his battle halberd horizontally. Countless illusory lights shot out. At the same time, his body ignited with raging flames.
"Earthly Fire Bright Yi!"
"Bang!"
The battle halberd swept out. The halberd light mixed with the bright fire slashed under Ye Chongyuan's palm technique.
The ripple that was compressed to the limit exploded instantly. The powerful palm technique moved horizontally like a lake. It continuously hit Sky Market and created circles of ripples.
Yang Qingxuan's body trembled. He was forced to retreat by this palm.
He stepped on the void to dissolve the pressure from the battle halberd. Then, he lowered his body and used the Thousand Catty Fall to stabilize his body. At the same time, his left hand drew a circle. A dragon shadow appeared. His entire arm turned into a pitch-black dragon and grabbed over.
"Dao Destroying Dragon Fist!"
The dragon claw grasped the air and violently attacked.
"Boom!"
The violent Dragon Qi hit the lake. A dragon shadow tore the surface of the lake.
Yang Qingxuan held his battle halberd horizontally and slashed out with Shocking the Nine Heavens.
"Arrogant!"
Ye Chongyuan was shocked and angry. He was a great master of the Prying Realm. It was already a great humiliation that his crazy attack was blocked by the opponent. Not to mention that the opponent counterattacked in an instant after blocking his attack. It was even more unacceptable.
"Bright Palm!"
Ye Chongyuan's palm force rose again. The water vapor that was torn apart, as well as the surrounding hundred feet, boiled!
A wisp of silver light shot up from the center of his palm into the sky. It was as if a surging river was pouring down.
Ye Chongyuan had been comprehending the saint weapon Bright Heart. This move was what he had learned. It contained his highest understanding of martial arts.
Yang Qingxuan did not dare to be careless. He stepped on the void and jumped back. At the same time, his left hand clenched and grabbed in the air. A gloomy Ghost Qi suddenly appeared.
Yang Qingxuan's face looked a little scary. He grinned hideously and said, "Evil dog, Prying Realm Void Strike Technique. You really have the face. Now, I'll let you try the power of a Realm King. Don't run if you're a good dog!"
On the Parade of a Hundred Ghosts, countless cries of ghosts could be heard everywhere. The phantom of the Spirit Lord suddenly appeared on the sword and materialized. A faint green light burst out from its eyes. At the same time, its hands formed a seal and slapped towards Ye Chongyuan.
Previously in the arena, when fighting Xu Weilong, he was shattered by Yang Yunjing's sword energy shuttling over. He already had a bellyful of resentment. Under this palm, it all erupted.
The power of the Ghost Lord suddenly merged into one with the sword energy, shattering the firmament.
"Not good!"
On the platform, the faces of the 12 Heavenly Lords changed drastically, revealing shocked expressions.
Yang Yunjing's pupils constricted, shooting out a cold killing intent.
"Rumble!"
The green sword light flashed in the air. It contained the Ghost Lord's supreme palm technique. It shattered Ye Chongyuan's Bright Palm at once and slapped him ruthlessly.
"You … Puff! … "
Ye Chongyuan was shocked. All the vital essence in his body was shattered. He spewed out a mouthful of old blood and flew out backward like a kite with a broken string.
The Ghost Lord's eyes shot out a cold light. His hands formed seals in front of him before returning to the Ghost Parade.
Yang Qingxuan's eyes flashed with killing intent. His figure swayed and disappeared on the spot.
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