The jade seal on the waist is shining brightly.

Tang Xuan only felt that the sky was spinning, his body and soul seemed to have fallen into a chaotic land, and then his eyes went dark, and he lost consciousness.

The middle-aged man who was stepping on his head couldn't help but frowned when he saw that ray of light, and then he was overjoyed: "This magic weapon of yours can actually restrain the inheritance in my hand? Good thing, then I will give it to you together." .”

After speaking, he took his foot away, wanting to bend down and flip Tang Xuan's backpack.

But the next moment, as if encountering a formidable enemy, he suddenly backed up and backed up for nearly ten meters before stopping.

Then he saw Tang Xuan who was lying on the ground stood up slowly, the pale gold in his eyes had disappeared, replaced by a pair of deep and empty eyes, wrapped in an aura of looking down on the world.

It was as if he had completely changed himself.

At the same time, in the Waguo Shrine, all kinds of Waguo people wearing the costumes of gods, witches and goddesses stayed on a square called "Rashomon" and respectfully looked towards a tall platform standing on a high platform. The idol bowed and bowed.

The statue of the god is somewhat similar to the little Taoist priest who is lying on the tree behind and drinking with a gourd in his hand.

It's just that one is old and the other is young.

Looking at this group of pious "descendants", Xu Fu took a sip of wine in boredom. Of course he knew why these people worshiped his god statue. , revealed his identity.

And, the fact that he is still alive.

As a result, the entire Wa country became a mess, and almost all the dignitaries used the highest etiquette to enter the shrine, where they respectfully worshiped to express their respect for the legendary man who came across the East China Sea and opened up this People of the country, pay high respects.

He sneered: "So what? It's just the territory left for His Majesty. At that time, you group of refugees will still bow their heads and submit to the court. No, there is no chance to submit to the court. You have lived for so many years, you deserve to die, and you can't live if you want to live."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly stood up from the tree and looked towards the west: "Your Majesty, why... so hasty?"

No one responded.

Xu Fu counted a few times with his fingers, sat down carefully, and grinned happily: "So, you old man is still very sensible, this golden carp can be considered as one of the dragon lucks for His Majesty, allowing His Majesty to temporarily Come out to take a breath, enough is enough, if I have a chance to go in the future, I will bring you a bottle of wine as a thank you."

Still no response.

Xu Fu yawned: "However, the reason for His Majesty to come out in person is probably because that kid has encountered some serious trouble? I don't know who will suffer."

He sneered: "It's not wrong to die."

……

Standing up from the pit, "Tang Xuan" hesitated for a moment, then stretched his muscles and bones, then opened his eyes, looked around with those indifferent pupils, then looked at Wei Ping disappointedly, and smiled. He said, "Since when did your Yin Yang family become so down and out?"

Wei Ping's face was solemn, and he stared at the changed "Tang Xuan". The inexplicable aura on this guy made him very afraid.

This kind of fear seems to come from deep in the blood.

He asked in a deep voice, "Who are you?"

"Tang Xuan" raised his head lightly, with one hand behind his back: "Speaking of which, that old guy surnamed Zou also came to the court, but his academics were too shallow, and he talked nonsense, and he was just a Taoist thief. It’s just heresy, it’s really not worth mentioning.”

Wei Ping glared at each other: "Who the hell are you? Where do you have the qualifications to criticize my Yin-Yang family's theory and tarnish my founder!"

"Where do you get the qualifications?"

"Tang Xuan" looked up to the sky and laughed, and flicked his elbow forward, as if he was stroking the non-existent sleeve robe: "In the final analysis, the morality of your Yin-Yang family is the most disgusting, I didn't expect it to happen after so many years , the descendants of the Yin Yang family are still so unbearable..."

"Shut up!"

"you wanna die!"

Wei Ping seemed to be offended by Ni Lin, he raised the magic weapon in his hand, and was about to suppress it: "Heavy as Mount Tai!"

"Tang Xuan" smiled without saying a word, allowing the force erupting from the steelyard to be suppressed, neither the waist nor the body was bent.

It's just that the jade seal on the waist is emitting light.

Then, the thin figure disappeared without warning.

Wei Ping, who was holding the steelyard in his hand, couldn't help but tense.

The next moment, a thunderous figure flew over a distance of more than ten meters with just one breath, and charged straight at him like a dragon.

The Onmyo family child, who seemed very arrogant from the beginning to the end, was hit on the head by a terrifying punch before he even had time to regain his composure.

Whoosh!
He flew upside down uncontrollably, his body kept sliding on the ground, and the traces visible to the naked eye spread for nearly 30 meters before stopping.

And where the middle-aged man stopped, even the ground was shattered with countless spider web-like cracks. The power of this punch is simply beyond the power of a human being!
After he took a breath, violent blood vomited out of his mouth, shock was written all over his face, and his heart couldn't help trembling violently.

Not only is this punch so powerful, but in this "Infernal Yin-Yang Realm", the probability of Wei Ping being injured is extremely small.

But when this punch came, he was completely suppressed, and even directly lost the dominance of controlling this formation!

As a member of the main team, Wei Ping couldn't imagine why he could become so vulnerable with a single punch?
however.

He just came up with this idea.

Not far away, the figure of "Tang Xuan" stepped directly from the ground, sneered and then fell straight down, like a shooting star.

Bang!
Click!

Wei Ping, who was lying in the pit, had all his ribs shattered.

I couldn't even vomit blood, it was blocked in the trachea and chest.

But this was not over yet, this thin figure actually stepped on his head with one foot after another, and after about a dozen times, he lifted his neck up again and held it high.

Wei Ping's cultivation level is not high, he just relies on magic weapons. Facing such a tyrannical physical attack at this moment, his blood and tears are blurred, his face is hideous, his clothes are torn, and his limbs are hanging down. He has no strength to continue to resist.

Then, he heard a sneer with a bit of ridicule: "The wrath of a mediocre man, grab the land with your head, are you worthy of yelling at me?"

Wei Ping's mind was blank, and the goosebumps all over his body seemed to be picked up with a needle, and he said tremblingly: "You, you are, Ying..."

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