The dandy bodyguard of the beautiful president

Chapter 1435 I am unhappy, the consequences are serious!

"Are you the master of that dog just now?"

Yang Tianrao asked with interest.

"That's right, I am Linghong Martial Immortal who suppressed Nantianmen!" The middle-aged man floated in mid-air, pointing at Yang Tian's feet: "You refine my apprentice, I will give you a chance now, and I will immediately give you a hand!" Kneel, if not, you will definitely die!"

Yang Tian smiled: "Linghong Martial Immortal? What is your status in the fairy world?"

"Yang Tian, ​​in the fairy world, there are strict levels. The lowest level is the immortal, and then there are all kinds of spirit immortals, such as Wuxian, Faxian, Fuxian..."

Wu Jie said hastily.

"So, you, the so-called Linghong Martial Immortal, are only a little higher than immortals?"

Yang Tian smiled.

Such a garbage existence, actually want him to kneel down?

Ridiculous!

I'm afraid that even the majestic head of the trial office doesn't have the guts to make him kneel down.

Why is the fairy world so arrogant?Are they working behind closed doors, isolated from the world, and don't ask about the affairs of the Seven Realms, or are they defiant, and their personality is just like this?

"I am Linghong Wuxian of the fairy world, but my status is higher than all of you!"

Wuxian Linghong said coldly.

"Very well, your tone is so arrogant, but I am even more arrogant than you!"

Yang Tian lifted the Blood Drinking Knife and flew towards Linghong Martial Immortal.

"This is where you lowly warriors can be arrogant!"

Wuxian Linghong waved his hand, and the spirit fan in his hand blew a powerful killing intent.

"I don't know what to do!"

Yang Tian lifted the Blood Drinking Knife and slashed heavily.

Bang!

The spiritual fan in Wuxian Linghong's hand was directly shattered by Yang Tian's blood-drinking mad knife.

"what!"

A trace of shock flashed in Linghong Wuxian's eyes.

"Are you all ignorant in the fairy world? Don't you know that a new king has appeared in the Seven Realms!"

Yang Tian lifted the Blood Drinking Knife and made eighteen cuts in mid-air.

"The King of the Seven Realms? Wait, you are the legendary Yang Tian?"

Martial Immortal Linghong's expression changed.

"you guessed right!"

Yang Tian's eighteen chops chopped off the arms of Linghong Martial Immortal: "I am Yang Tian, ​​the king of the seven worlds. I came to the fairy world to visit my queen hospital!"

"you……"

Martial Immortal Linghong had a painful expression on his face, and blood continued to flow from his wound. He stared at Yang Tian angrily: "Even if you are Yang Tian, ​​who has been making a lot of noise recently, you are not qualified to call yourself king, at least you have to go through us." The Immortal Emperor agrees!"

"Is it?"

Yang Tian raised the Blood Drinking Knife.

"Wait..." Martial Immortal Linghong turned pale with fright, and waved his hands: "I can take you to see the Immortal Emperor now, and let him agree to make you king."

"Are you flattering me?"

Yang Tian smiled.

"This is not to please, but my duty. I will take you to see the Immortal Emperor. You can handle other matters by yourself."

Wuxian Linghong breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Yang Tian smiled.

He was very arrogant just now.

But Yang Tian only had one knife, and he knew that he was not Yang Tian's opponent.

The magic weapon in Yang Tian's hands is definitely the most sacred existence in the Seven Realms. Looking at the entire fairy world, there is probably no magic weapon that can compare with it.

What frightened Martial Immortal Linghong the most was the spiritual breath in Yang Tian's body.

Yang Tian's spirit gushed out, making it difficult for him to breathe.

This is not divine breath, nor demonic breath, not to mention Shura Dharma breath, but a powerful spiritual breath that has never been seen before.

"Master Yang Tian, ​​I will take you to see the Immortal Emperor right now, this way please..."

Martial Immortal Linghong saluted respectfully.

"You're flattering me, but I'm in a bad mood. You said that I can become king only with the approval of the immortal emperor, but I am invincible in the world. How can you rubbish immortal emperor decide my position as king?"

Yang Tian lifted the Blood Drinking Knife and flew down towards Linghong Martial Immortal.

"What are you going to do..."

Martial Immortal Linghong turned pale with fright.

"I'm not happy, the consequences are serious!"

Yang Tian slashed down with a knife.

Bang!

A roar sounded.

With such a knife, Yang Tian killed Linghong Wuxian directly. He stretched out the right hand of the demon, and sucked it hard, directly refining Linghong Wuxian's soul into an elixir.

"what!"

The expressions of Linghong Wuxian's other two disciples changed, and they ran towards the lighthouse desperately.

Bang!

The two disciples firmly closed the door of the lighthouse.

They stood at the window, staring at Yang Tian.

"You closed the door, so you think I can't go in and kill you?"

Yang Tianrao said with interest.

The two disciples didn't say anything, but looked at Yang Tian nervously.

"Eighteen cuts!"

Yang Tian performed eighteen cuts with the blood drinking mad knife, and slashed towards the lighthouse.

Crackling.

The knife energy blasted by the blood-drinking mad knife bombarded the lighthouse one after another, but what made everyone tense was that the lighthouse was as strong as a prison, and it could not be broken at all.

The two disciples looked at each other with excitement in their eyes: "I don't know what kind of existence you are, but you want to kill us? In your next life!"

"This lighthouse was condensed by the immortal emperor with his powerful immortal breath, how can you break it?"

"Do you want to enter the fairyland? There are no doors, and the fortress of the fairyland is stronger than a lighthouse!"

"The lighthouse is condensed with the immortal breath of the immortal emperor, but the fortress is condensed with the thoughts of the immortal emperors of the past. It is stronger than the lighthouse!"

"You can't even blow through the lighthouse, let alone the gate of the fortress!"

Hearing the ridicule of the two disciples, Yang Tian smiled.

In the eyes of the two rubbish, Yang Tian couldn't even break through the lighthouse, let alone the gate of the fortress?

Ridiculous!

"Two lunatics!"

Wu Jie started the ancient ark and slammed into the lighthouse heavily.

Bang!

A roar sounded.

But the lighthouse is as strong as a prison, and even the powerful ancient ark cannot be broken.

"Haha! Did you see that, you guys can't break the fairy lighthouse at all!"

The two disciples were even more proud.

"Is it?"

Yang Tian smiled, and he waved his hand: "Wu Jie, the ancient ark hasn't become stronger yet, so of course it can't blow up the lighthouse, so leave everything to me."

"Well, Yang Tian, ​​teach them a lesson!"

Wu Jie's eyes are full of confidence in Yang Tian.

"You still want to teach us a lesson? Let's notify the Immortal Realm immediately. It won't be long before the army will kill you. That's when you will die!"

The two disciples said arrogantly.

Yang Tian smiled coldly.

He's out.

call out!

Yang Tian came to the gate of the fortress, raised Tianmo's right hand, and punched it down heavily, then raised the blood-drinking mad knife, and slashed down with it.

Bang!

A roar sounded.

The originally solid fortress gate was shattered by Yang Tian.

"My goodness!"

The faces of the two disciples changed drastically:

"He can even smash the gate of the fortress? Doesn't that mean that as long as he is serious, the lighthouse will have to be broken by him?"

"As I said, you are two trash, I want to kill you, every minute."

Yang Tian said coldly.

The two disciples finally collapsed and fell to the ground paralyzed...

(End of this chapter)