The Xuanyuan Clan was the leader of the Eight Great Battle Clans. Since ancient times, the Xuanyuan Clan's strength had never dropped from its position as the overlord.
Even the Yang Clan, who had once been in the limelight, could only stand on equal footing with the Xuanyuan Clan.
The Xuanyuan Clan was the ancestral clan of the human race. The ancestor of the human race, the Yellow Emperor, was from the Xuanyuan Clan. With his own strength, he swept away the demons and suppressed the other clans. He gave the human race a place to live and created the Human Domain.
The Xuanyuan Clan was also the most orthodox human race. They had the most ancient inheritance and the most outstanding bloodline. Even now, their clan was still flourishing. Their aura was like the heavens, suppressing everything.
It was because of this that the War God City existed in the Xuanyuan Clan's territory. The War God Pagoda was also guarded by them.
The Princess of the Xuanyuan Clan was comparable to the Saints and Saintesses of the various major factions.
Above the Divine Wine Pavilion, a young lady with a thin veil on her face was surrounded by a group of young prodigies. She looked down in the direction of the battle and let out a melodious voice.
Today, she had booked the entire place for a banquet and gathered with the young prodigies. Getting to know more prodigies would only be beneficial to her.
She had not expected that there would be an intense battle outside the wine pavilion. It was hard for her not to notice it.
When she found out that the Xing Clan and the Yang Clan had clashed, her interest was greatly piqued. Hence, she could not help but speak up.
After she spoke, a large group of people immediately agreed.
"The Seventh Princess is right. What grudges do we have? Even if we do, we have to settle it openly. There's no point in fighting in groups. If you want to fight, let's fight one-on-one."
"This is the place where the Seventh Princess is holding a banquet for the young prodigies. Fighting and killing will spoil the mood. Xing Bijian, quickly ask your people to retreat. Let's fight one-on-one."
"That's right. You all have ruined the Seventh Princess's mood. You all deserve to die. Why aren't you all stopping?"
"We are all Battle Clan clans. Wouldn't it be a joke if we started a public battle?"
...
Many young prodigies were on the Seventh Princess's side. It was clear how charming she was.
Xing Bijian was also one of the Seventh Princess's admirers. He laughed heartily. "Since the Seventh Princess has spoken, let's all stop!"
As he spoke, the people from the Xing Clan all retreated.
Lei Zongjun and White Hair Demoness also did not continue to attack. The other party was bullying them with numbers, it was not easy for them. If it was only to break out of the encirclement, they could do it at any time, but it was not easy to protect Yang Wu.
"This is the person aunt wants to capture." Xing Biyan said to Xing Bijian.
"Didn't you hear what the seventh princess said? You just have to fight him one-on-one and take him down, "Xing Bijian replied. After a pause, he asked," Don't you have confidence? "
"How could I not be confident? I'm just afraid that he wouldn't dare!" Xing Bi Yan shouted.
At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Yang Wu. He had become the center of attention.
Without waiting for Yang Wu to speak, Yang Tixiao spoke first, "Yang Wu, settle your own problems. Don't drag us down with you."
He regretted it the moment he said it. It seemed like he shouldn't have said it in front of so many people.
Indeed, many people looked at him with disdain. Even the people from the Yang Clan quietly distanced themselves from him. This person was too spineless.
Yang Wu couldn't even be bothered to look at Yang Tixiao. He felt that the other party was really retarded. He looked at the people around him and then cupped his hands at Yang Xiaoxue. "Thank you!"
Immediately after, he gestured to his people and prepared to leave with them. He had no interest in being a monkey in front of these people.
"Yang Wu, are you a coward?" Xing Biyan pointed at Yang Wu and provoked him.
"Whether I'm a coward or not, didn't you already know when we were in the City of Redemption?" Yang Wu retorted.
"Hmph, you brought the White Hair Demoness out. That's a provocation to the Xing Clan. If you don't want all your men to die, you'd better fight with me. If you win, we can settle this after the God of War Pagoda incident. If you lose, everything you have will be mine," Xing Biyan threatened.
The Xing Clan had the advantage in numbers. It wouldn't be easy for Yang Wu and his men to defeat them. If the other party wanted to kill them, his men might not be able to escape unscathed.
Lei Zongjun said, "Lord, I'll open a path for you."
The White Hair Demoness said, "I'll bring you back."
The two of them seemed to have a tacit understanding of protecting their Master.
Yang Wu ignored them. Instead, he looked at Xing Biyan and said, "It's not impossible for me to fight with you one-on-one. I'm just afraid that the Xing Clan will go back on their word."
"Hmph, you're underestimating the Xing Clan." Xing Biyan snorted.
"You guys are famous for being treacherous and cunning!" Yang Wu went with the flow.
"What are you talking about? You can fight with my Seventh Brother. No matter who wins or loses, let's forget about the matter between the two of you for now. Otherwise, I'll kill all of you right now," Xing Bijian said unhappily.
"Why don't I fight with you?" Yang Wu looked at Xing Bijian and said.
Xing Bijian was a genuine Dragon Transformation Realm expert. For Yang Wu to dare to provoke him like this, it was a bold move.
"You don't have the right!" Xing Bijian said disdainfully.
"Yang Wu, I can't be bothered to talk nonsense with you. Take this!" Xing Bi Yan lost his patience. With a roar, he sprung up and threw a flaming palm at Yang Wu from a distance.
Sacred Sun Palm!
The palm energy was like the sun, and the flames were raging.
Xing Biyan had improved a lot compared to when he was in the City of Redemption. He didn't show any mercy and could destroy a mountain with a single palm.
"Then don't blame me for being ruthless!" Yang Wu was annoyed by the people from the Xing family. He replied coldly and sent out a blue palm energy to meet Xing Biyan's sun energy.
River Splitting Palm!
Palm energy against palm energy. It was a battle of strength.
Bang!
Both palms exploded, and Celestial Chi splashed everywhere. Neither of them took half a step back, and their combat strength was on par.
"Kill!" Xing Biyan already knew that Yang Wu wasn't easy to deal with. He focused all his energy and attacked Yang Wu with all his might. Sacred Sun Palm Prints were sent out crazily, and the surging palm energy fell with the dense sun energy. The attack was quite shocking.
Yang Wu's gaze was reserved. He stood with the Water Calming Stance, and his body was like a dragon turtle. His palms split the river, and he continuously sent out palm after palm, blocking all of Xing Biyan's attacks.
The crowd couldn't help but comment as they watched the two sky-prides fight so fiercely.
"Who is that young man from the Yang family? He can actually fight evenly with the Seventh Young Master of the Xing family. Not bad."
"The Xing family's Xing Huo is second only to the Xuanyuan family's Di Yan. If that kid is touched by it, he will definitely die."
"Xing Biyan probably hasn't used all his strength yet. His opponent is only at the advanced Heavenly Fish Realm. It should be a piece of cake for him to take him down."
"Why do I feel that young man from the Yang family looks very familiar? He looks like Yang Wu, who won the title of Heavenly King in the fragmented space."
...
There was no lack of people present who had been to the fragmented space before. That was also the gathering place of the younger generation of sky-prides.
Now that the God of War Pagoda had reopened, the first three levels were open to the public. Hence, young sky-prides from various factions had come, hoping to enter the God of War Pagoda to cultivate once. As members of the eight major Battle Tribes, they were qualified to cultivate above the third level.
The situation on the battlefield changed rapidly. Xing Biyan was really going all out. The Xing Huo on his palms turned into a sun, enveloping Yang Wu's position. He wanted to completely destroy Yang Wu.
However, no matter how ferocious his firepower was, Yang Wu was still able to deal with it with ease. He was completely unaffected.
Yang Wu was at the advanced Heavenly Fish Realm. Before coming to the God of War City, he had been baptized by lightning. With the Minor Sage Battle Body, he could ignore any opponent at the Heavenly Fish Realm.
"You want to fight me one-on-one with such little strength? I really don't know where you get your confidence from," Yang Wu mocked.
He wasn't in a hurry to defeat Xing Biyan because he didn't want to expose his strength too quickly. He might be able to achieve a surprising effect by holding back.
"You have completely angered me. Purple Sun Sky Burning Palm!" Xing Biyan's palms changed. He clasped his palms together, forming a sea of fire that came crashing down. That domineering firepower incinerated everything around it.
Many people felt the pressure increase. If they were in Yang Wu's position, they would definitely be killed. This was the power of a Dragon Transformation Realm cultivator.
"I really don't know where you get your confidence from!" Yang Wu said disdainfully. He waved his arms and formed a seal with both hands. A tortoise shadow appeared behind him. He took a step forward and threw out a punch and a palm at the same time. It was as if the sea was being flipped over.
Dragon Tortoise Sea Flipping Technique!
Boom! Boom!
Boom! The two completely different forces collided. Xuan Qi splashed out like rain, and the space seemed to shake. The onlookers were so frightened that they retreated further and further.
When the two forces landed, a figure was sent flying. Blood spurted out of his mouth.
Everyone looked carefully and realized that the person who was sent flying was Xing Biyan.
"Trash!" Xing Bijian narrowed his eyes and couldn't help but curse.
"Good job!" Yang Xiaoxue waved her pink arms and shouted.
As a member of the Yang Family, she was very happy to see Yang Wu defeat a member of the Xing Family.
Xing Biyan naturally wouldn't admit defeat so easily. He held the Purple Flame Sword and charged over. His eyes were red with anger. He slashed down with his sword, and the world instantly lost its color. A torrent of flames rushed toward Yang Wu.
Yang Wu could feel that Xing Biyan's attack was stronger than all the previous attacks. He was definitely going all out.
Yang Wu faced the attack head-on and took a step forward. The spirit of the Black Tortoise appeared behind him. He gathered the force of his fist and punched out forcefully.
Black Tortoise Tyrant Fist!
This was a battle technique that he had awakened from his bloodline inheritance. It was one of the unique battle techniques of the Yang Family. When combined with the power of his bloodline, he could unleash the most powerful attack.
A Black Tortoise rushed over with torrential waves. It raised its head and roared. Mountains and rivers collapsed, and a natural disaster descended.
Bang!
The Black Tortoise swallowed the purple flame and continued to rush toward Xing Biyan. If he was hit by this attack, he would be seriously injured even if he didn't die.
Just when Yang Wu thought that he would win, a sinister smile appeared on Xing Biyan's face. He suddenly unleashed his innate talent — Flame Mirror!
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