"Father!"
First Young Master Yan let out a heart-wrenching roar. His voice was so tragic that it brought tears to one's eyes. It was as if he had been wronged endlessly.
Hearing his son's voice, the head of the Yan Family was startled and turned to look.
Instantly, his body trembled and his pupils contracted. He was so angry that his eyes almost popped out of their sockets!
The aura of a peak Wu Zun was mixed with a terrifying killing intent. It exploded from the body of the head of the Yan Family!
"Shilong!!!"
The head of the Yan Family roared angrily. He turned into a ray of light and rushed towards First Young Master Yan!
Then, he stretched out his hand and pulled First Young Master Yan up. Looking at the wound that had healed when the Body of Clear Rain was activated, his eyes flashed with anger.
Although it had healed, the bones would not grow back.
First Young Master Yan now had an additional layer of flesh that would not bleed on the basis of his original broken arm.
This was even more painful than a broken arm!
"Who is it! Who is it!!! "
The head of the Yan Family roared angrily. He had already forgotten his purpose of coming here. His eyes were filled with killing intent!
He was the head of the Yan Family, a peak Wu Zun expert. Normally, he was protected by the head of the Yan Family. Even the most insignificant servant in the Yan Family was respected outside.
However, his son had lost an arm in this place!
The head of the Yan Family was already more than six thousand years old, while First Young Master Yan was only around fifty years old. For a cultivator, there was not much difference between having a child at twenty years old and having a child at two thousand years old.
However, having a child at such an old age made the head of the Yan Family value First Young Master Yan very much.
However, one of Young Master Yan's arms had been cut off!
It seemed that unless a huge price was paid, it was almost impossible to reattach it!
"Bastard!" After carefully examining First Young Master Yan's wound, the head of the Yan Family was so angry that he almost lost control of his emotions.
It was not just a broken arm. If it was a simple broken arm, even if it could not be reattached, it could be replaced with some magical equipment.
Some magical equipment could even be more useful and powerful than the original limb.
However, Tianyang's sword strike wasn't as simple as chopping melons and cutting vegetables. Even if Tianyang's original intention was to chop melons and cut vegetables, that strike of his had automatically carried the energy of the Saint Realm's Sword Dao!
How could the First Young Master Yan, an ignorant and incompetent good-for-nothing, resist the power of the Divine Path? Right now, First Master Yan's meridians were tenaciously resisting Tianyang's power of Saint Realm Sword Dao.
As for the severed arm, naturally, he had no time to care about it. It was crushed into pieces. Even the Yan Clan's Patriarch, Wu Zun, was helpless!
"Me? Do you have any objections?"
At this moment, Tianyang said plainly. He looked at the Yan Clan Leader without any change in his expression.
No matter how strong the Master of the Yan Family was, he was only Wu Zun at his peak.
However, before this, Tianyang had easily killed Wu Longqiu, who had used the Dragon Turtle Divine Technique and whose combat strength wasn't any weaker than Wu Zun's at his peak in Danseigneville!
Although Tianyang's cultivation level was only at Wu Zun's Level Seven, his combat strength was comparable to that of a Half-Saint!
Against a Wu Zun at his peak, there was no need to be overly concerned.
"You!" Hearing this, the Yan Clan Leader's body trembled. He raised his head, his killing intent raging!
However, when he saw Tianyang's appearance, the Yan Clan Leader was stunned.
What was going on?
Was the Hong Family already so weak that they had to use a piece of trash who was still wet behind the ears as their scapegoat?
"Scram!" The Yan Clan Leader snorted coldly and released the aura of Wu Zun at his peak!
At this moment, even if Wu Zun was at Level One, he would suffer internal injuries from this aura. As for those at the Heavenly Ascension Realm, they might die instantly!
The Yan Clan Leader was not so angry that he would kill anyone on sight. However, the anger in his heart was naturally difficult to quell.
So what if this young man was used as a scapegoat by the Hong Family?
Since he was used as a scapegoat, then it was better for him to die!
However, the Yan Clan Leader sensed that something was wrong the moment the aura spread out.
Within his aura, there was a trace of the true origin pressure of Wu Zun at his peak. This level of pressure was not something that an ordinary person of the younger generation could withstand.
In other words, even if Tianyang was strong enough to withstand the impact of the aura, he would not be able to resist the true origin pressure and would still be severely injured!
However.
The impact of the aura was useless. The true origin pressure was like a clay ox entering the sea, disappearing without a trace in an instant.
To achieve this, one had to be at least at Level Seven of Wu Zun's realm.
However, Wu Zun was at Level Seven of the younger generation. In a Sage Sect, he would be considered an extremely powerful genius, let alone a declining Hong Family.
"Who exactly are you!"
The Yan Clan Leader's expression changed. His face gradually darkened as he growled, "Give me an answer in three seconds!"
"Otherwise, you can wait for your death!"
The Yan Clan Leader said angrily. In the next moment, the aura and pressure of Wu Zun at his peak were completely released!
Compared to the aura impact and true origin pressure from before, this aura was many times stronger. Even from hundreds of meters away, this aura could still be felt clearly!
Some of the Hong Family Elders even showed a pained expression because of this. Even Hong Cang was not any better.
In just a moment, the weeds and wildflowers that had their vitality skyrocketed because of Hong Xiaochen's Body of Clear Rain withered!
Every word and action of his could change the world. Wu Zun at his peak was so terrifying!
However, at this moment, Tianyang stretched out his hand.
"I said it from the beginning. Why didn't you believe me?"
Tianyang sighed. "The way you speak is also quite ungrateful. Can't you think about it …"
"Can the person in front of you be stronger than you? I can't be bothered to talk nonsense with you. "
He slapped out.
Everything was extremely simple, but it contained an extremely terrifying power!
In the previous battle with Wu Longqiu, Tianyang deliberately suppressed his power in order to figure out the strength of Wu Zun at his peak. In the end, he released his power and killed Wu Longqiu with one move.
Now, there was no need to suppress the Yan Clan Leader.
The Yan Clan Leader obviously did not expect Tianyang to attack instantly. He did not even say a word to ease the tension and directly slapped him!
However, although the Yan Clan Leader was slightly shocked, he did not panic at all. A cold smile appeared on his face.
"Arrogant and conceited! Stronger than me? When I dominated the Spiritual State, you were still sucking on your mother's milk! "
In the next moment, the aura of Wu Zun at his peak bloomed from the Yan Clan Leader's body! He punched out at Tianyang!
Boom!
A loud sound was heard. In the next moment, the entire world seemed to tremble slightly.
The Yan Clan Leader's body and expression seemed to be frozen on the spot.
Boom!
Another loud sound was heard.
The Yan Clan Leader's body was sent flying like a cannonball!
"The one next to you, you're not here to watch the show, right?"
After sending the famous peak Wu Zun of Flowing Sky City flying, Tianyang acted as if nothing had happened and turned to look at the Castellan of Flowing Sky City.
Hearing this, the half-human, half-dragon Castellan of Flowing Sky City was stunned for a moment, then smiled slightly.
"As expected, I guessed correctly."
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