In theory, the Iron Spear Peak belonged to the Black North Mountain. The small space below the Iron Spear Peak also belonged to the Black North Mountain.
As the owner of the Black North Mountain, Gao Zhengyang had the right to say that everything here belonged to him.
But reason was one thing. Reality was another matter.
There were more than ten organizations present. Among them, the Sky Demon Union, the Ten Thousand Demon Pavilion, the Infinite Sword Clan, and the Golden Jade Pavilion were all first-rate organizations in the East Pole. Any one of them could change the East Pole with a stomp of their feet.
The other organizations, such as the Tiangang Association and the Eternal Spring Valley, were also very powerful. Both the scale of their organizations and the power of their experts were far above the Black North Mountain.
How powerful would they be when so many organizations gathered together? Even a Divine-level Expert wouldn't dare to stand in front of them. Not to mention that Gao Zhengyang was only a Saint-level Expert!
What was worse was that Gao Zhengyang's words were extremely arrogant. He actually asked everyone to get out of here immediately. This kind of rude insult was a great shock to the Experts.
Therefore, the Experts were a bit dumbfounded and couldn't react quickly.
After a moment of daze, Fei Kun was the first to step out and yell, "Gao Zhengyang, you're too presumptuous!"
Gao Zhengyang rubbed his smooth chin and chuckled. "That's strange. I always hear people saying this to me."
He paused and said, "What's the use of being polite and respectful to you? Fine, I'll try. Everyone, please curl up into a ball and get lost, okay? "
This kind of witticism wasn't funny at all. It was only disdain and insult. Fei Kun snorted and didn't reply. His face was full of anger, but he was secretly happy.
He had been forced to lower his head in the Life and Death Ring, so he hated Gao Zhengyang to the core. Gao Zhengyang's arrogance had already incurred the wrath of the crowd. He was going to die soon!
Xiang Jiuyang, Bai Wanxiang, and the other Saint-level Experts didn't have any special thoughts about Gao Zhengyang, but they were all enraged by Gao Zhengyang's words. But they had all seen how powerful Gao Zhengyang was. Although they were angry, they wouldn't act rashly.
Since there were so many Saint-level experts present, there would definitely be someone who couldn't hold it in.
It was precisely because there were too many smart people and they all knew that Gao Zhengyang had easily killed Ao Yin that no one wanted to act rashly.
For a moment, none of the sage-level powerhouses made a sound, and the silent scene was extremely awkward.
Gao Zhengyang sneered, "You guys don't even dare to make a sound, then hurry up and scram."
Many Sage level experts were enraged and couldn't help but reprimand him.
"Insolent and rude!"
"This is an independent space. Since when did you become the owner?"
"You're courting death by making us your enemy!"
Although many experts spoke tough words, no one was willing to reveal themselves.
If he won, he wouldn't gain anything, but if he lost, he would suffer a loss. Everyone had their own standpoints, and no one wanted to take the lead in this kind of thing.
Qing Luan of the Golden Jade Pavilion frowned slightly. A group of sage-level strongmen were actually stopped and scolded by Gao Zhengyang, but no one dared to fight. What a joke.
She raised her voice and said, "Gao Zhengyang, this place doesn't belong to Beixuan Mountain. If you leave now, we'll pretend that this never happened. Otherwise, if you incur public anger, not only will you be out of luck, but Beixuan Mountain will also be destroyed. Don't make a mistake … "
Gao Zhengyang curled his lips and said, "What independent space? The entrance is at Beixuan Mountain, so it's ours."
Qing Luan still wanted to explain, but Gao Zhengyang directly interrupted her and said, "Why are you guys wasting time and talking so much nonsense? These Divine Crystals are all mine, and no one can take away a single one. If you leave now, I'll pretend that this never happened. If you want to fight with me for the Divine Crystals, don't blame me for being merciless. "
Most of the sage-level powerhouses sneered. Although they didn't want to fight, no one was afraid of Gao Zhengyang.
Flying Kun suddenly laughed out loud, "Gao Zhengyang, you want to monopolize the Divine Crystals. Selfish and vicious, the East Pole can't tolerate scum like you."
He then turned to the sage-level powerhouses and said in a cadence, "Such an evil thief, we should all kill him together!"
Flying Kun held his breath for a long time and finally found an opportunity to instigate everyone to kill Gao Zhengyang.
Xiang Jiuyang was the first to respond, "Yes, kill this thief together!"
"An evil thief from outside, everyone has the right to kill him."
Bai Wanxiang unsheathed the Blue Sky Autumn Water Sword on his back and pointed it at Gao Zhengyang as he shouted, "Everyone, don't hold back. Let's kill this thief together."
The sage-level powerhouses were afraid of Gao Zhengyang's strength and didn't want to fight. But with Flying Kun and the other two taking the lead and having a reason to fight, they naturally wouldn't hold back.
Many sage-level auras soared into the sky, and divine lights of green, green, and green colors shone. Every sage-level powerhouse locked onto Gao Zhengyang with their Divine Wills.
Qing Luan didn't make a move and only sighed. Actually, as long as Gao Zhengyang had some brains and said some soft words, he would have had a chance to get a share of the Divine Crystals.
It was a pity that Gao Zhengyang, a sage with a physical body, didn't know what was good for him and wanted to make everyone his enemy. No matter how powerful his martial arts were, how could he withstand the joint attack of so many people? He was really courting death!
Although Qing Luan admired Gao Zhengyang, she wouldn't speak up for him at this moment. Not to mention that he had already angered everyone. However, no organization could tolerate his recklessness and arrogance. There was no value in saving him.
In fact, with more than a dozen sage-level powerhouses locking onto Gao Zhengyang, his vitality, body, and soul were all firmly suppressed. Even if he was a sage with a physical body, he only had thirty to forty percent of his battle strength left.
With Flying Kun, Xiang Jiuyang, and Bai Wanxiang attacking together, even a divine level powerhouse wouldn't be able to escape death.
Not only Qing Luan thought so, but all the sage-level powerhouses present also thought so. The difference in strength between the two sides was obvious. Gao Zhengyang didn't have any luck.
On the other hand, Flying Kun, who attacked first, was very cautious. The Dragon King Halberd in Gao Zhengyang's hand made him feel extremely dangerous. And Gao Zhengyang's calm appearance didn't seem like a lunatic.
This made Flying Kun even more cautious, and he attacked with his best technique: Northern Underworld Kun Peng Fist.
There was a fish in the Northern Underworld called Kun, which was thousands of miles long. It could turn into a Peng and fly 90,000 miles in the wind.
Flying Kun was this kind of strange giant fish. Kun was different from Peng, as Kun was better at controlling water. Only when it flew with the wind could it grow wings and turn into a Peng. Therefore, Flying Kun was born with the ability to control water. His Northern Underworld Kun Peng Fist was like an ice sea, with endless coldness and magnificent waves of the sea, with a bit of arrogance of a Peng flying in the sky.
As soon as the Northern Underworld Kun Peng Fist was used, green cold air spread in all directions like water ripples, undulating in the air.
Many of the sage-level powerhouses around felt cold all over. Many of them even sighed inwardly: Flying Kun's Northern Underworld Kun Peng Fist is indeed worthy of its reputation.
To everyone's surprise, Gao Zhengyang, who bore the brunt of the attack, didn't move at all, as if he wasn't affected by the cold fist intent at all.
However, Flying Kun was only the main attacker, while Bai Wanxiang of the Infinite Sword Clan was the one who actually attacked.
His Blue Sky Autumn Water Sword silently landed on the back of Gao Zhengyang's head. Bai Wanxiang's sword intent was restrained, and the sharp edge of his sword looked like a piece of clear autumn water, clear and distant, without the slightest trace of fire.
Bai Wanxiang's deep and restrained sword intent was even more terrifying than the fist intent of the Northern Underworld Kun Peng Fist. No matter how strong Gao Zhengyang's Sacred Body was, he definitely couldn't withstand this sword.
Flying Kun and Bai Wanxiang, one in the light and one in the dark, one hard and one soft, looked quite mysterious.
Many sage-level powerhouses also praised them inwardly. As expected of the famous sage-level powerhouses of the East Pole, just a simple cooperation showed their strong foundation.
Gao Zhengyang, who was attacked by two sage-level powerhouses at the same time, probably couldn't withstand more than a few moves. After all, there was still Xiang Jiuyang waiting outside. No matter how Gao Zhengyang parried, Xiang Jiuyang would find an opportunity to attack.
With Xiang Jiuyang's fierce martial arts, once he attacked, Gao Zhengyang wouldn't stand a chance.
However, everyone judged that the one who would kill Gao Zhengyang in the end would definitely be Bai Wanxiang. His sword was sharp, and his sword intent was formless. By the time he felt the sword intent and sharpness, he would already be dead.
This kind of sword technique was extremely sharp and terrifying, and it was best at finding flaws and killing with one strike.
Moreover, the Blue Sky Autumn Water Sword was a famous sword in this world. It was said that it came from the Taiji Sword Palace. With this sword in hand, even killing a god wouldn't be a problem.
Gao Zhengyang, who was attacked from the front and the back, suddenly let out a long roar. That roar was like a dragon roaring in the nine heavens, and its arrogant aura shook all the sage-level powerhouses' divine souls.
The divine soul aura that locked onto Gao Zhengyang was destroyed by the roar.
Bai Wanxiang felt his vision blur. Gao Zhengyang was like a divine dragon soaring into the sky, soaring into the sky. He could only look up at him, and no matter how much strength he used, he couldn't touch him.
This strange feeling made Bai Wanxiang feel very uncomfortable. He knew that he had been intimidated by Gao Zhengyang's dragon roar, and his sword intent had been thwarted, which was why he felt such a strong sense of defeat.
The battle between sage-level powerhouses wasn't just a contest of power. Their mental state, divine soul, and other aspects would also be tested. If one aspect was too weak, it would be easy to be countered by the opponent.
Bai Wanxiang had experienced hundreds of battles, and his sword intent had been tempered thousands of times. It was hard to break through any technique. Yet, he had been affected by Gao Zhengyang's dragon roar. This proved that his divine will was extremely powerful, and his grasp of it was exquisite.
"What a powerful enemy. Fortunately, everyone is working together! If I fought him alone, it would be dangerous … "
As Bai Wanxiang thought about this, he spun the Blue Sky Autumn Water Sword to protect himself.
When the situation was unclear, he couldn't casually attack. Since everyone was attacking Gao Zhengyang, it was impossible for everyone to be affected. Between advancing and retreating, Bai Wanxiang decisively chose to retreat to protect himself.
The Blue Sky Autumn Water Sword's sword intent was still exquisite, but Bai Wanxiang's mental state had changed, causing his sword to lose the possibility of killing his enemy.
Without Bai Wanxiang's threat, Gao Zhengyang no longer had any misgivings. He took advantage of the situation and punched out, clashing head-on with the flying kun's fist.
Gao Zhengyang had learned many fist techniques. After becoming a sage, his fist techniques had been simplified, and he had only retained the simplest basic moves.
His fist techniques were simple, but his fist intent was extremely powerful. When he punched out, even heaven and earth changed color.
The flying kun was shocked, but his fist technique was already old. If he continued to retreat, he would only put himself in danger. He steeled his heart and pushed the fist intent of the Northern Underworld Roc Fist to the extreme.
The rippling waves turned into a huge fish. The fish's mouth was like a black hole, and it seemed like it could even swallow heaven and earth.
The Roc Swallows the Sea. This fist technique used the Roc's body to swallow the entire sea. The fist intent was the grandest and most majestic.
The giant fish opened its mouth wide and swallowed Gao Zhengyang's fist intent in one gulp.
When the sage experts saw this, they couldn't help but exclaim in joy. The flying kun's fist used strength to overcome strength, using emptiness to overcome hardness. It was too wonderful for words!
However, the flying kun couldn't be happy. His wide, long, and ugly face was filled with extreme fear.
When he opened his mouth as if he wanted to shout something, the huge fish formed by the fist intent and his huge body suddenly swelled from the middle. When they reached their limit, his body shattered into pieces, turning into greenish-red blood.
The sage-level blood essence was like a beautiful greenish-red flower that bloomed in the air.
This tragic and bloody scene had a bewitching beauty, and it was deeply imprinted in the eyes of the sage experts, even in their divine souls.
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