Emperor Jiuyin

Zhutian Shengjun raised his eyebrows and sneered: "Sir Tianming, it was me who recommended you to be the captain of the elite team. There is nothing wrong with this. But you didn't seem to object at the time, and you were defeated. Tianshengjun also worked hard to promote this matter. If you hold a grudge against me because of this matter, I can only say that your magnanimity, Tianmingshengzi, is really unflattering."

At this time, many saints had just returned from Mochuan City, and they still knew nothing about Young Master Zhaixing and Saint Lord Baitian. Lord Zhutian also regarded Saint Lord Baitian as the highest commander of Red Lotus City. official.

Li Hanxue smiled and said: "How dare I hold a grudge against the Holy Lord Zhutian? I just heard that the Holy Lord Zhutian is one of the best masters in Lingtian Pavilion, so I want to find an opportunity to compete with the Holy Lord Zhutian. Now we have just returned from killing the enemy. , there is nothing to do, why don’t you and I just discuss it here.”

"Presumptuous!" Holy Lord Zhutian said angrily, "Sage Tianming, who do you think you are? What qualifications do you have to challenge me!"

In an instant, the situation was tense.

The Saint Lord masters of the other four giants were naturally happy to watch the fun. After all, this was an internal conflict within the Tianwuzong. Even if they caused a loss of life, it would only be a shame for themselves and had nothing to do with the four giants.

As for the many holy kings within Tianwuzong, they also chose to remain silent.

The identities of Zhutian Shengjun and Li Hanxue are quite special, and it would be a huge risk to rashly intervene to help either party.

There is Lingtian Pavilion behind Zhutian Sage. Lingtian Sage is also a veteran saint. Although he is not as good as Baitian Sage, he has considerable power on the sixth floor. As a subordinate of Saint Lord Lingtian, Lord Zhutian also possesses a considerable amount of energy.

As for Li Hanxue, if he is still a wild warrior, then no matter how much he scolds him, it will not hurt, and there is no need to take it to heart. However, the current Holy Son of Tianming has broken the prediction of Thieving Sky Stone and incredibly entered the Oniwu Realm. Li Hanxue originally enjoyed the reputation of the Holy Son of Tianming, and his talent in meditation was unmatched. Now that he has broken the shackles of martial arts and become a saint, no one can predict what heights he will reach in the future.

To a certain extent, Li Hanxue is far scarier than the entire Lingtian Pavilion, because many saints can see the limits of Lingtian Pavilion, but they cannot see where Li Hanxue's limits are.

"I didn't expect that Holy Son Tianming survived the catastrophe and actually achieved the status of Holy King. I'm afraid no one can restrain him in the future. But this person is really unscrupulous. As soon as he stepped into the Holy Realm, he went to Zhutian without saying anything. The Holy Lord has settled old scores."

"After all, he is a holy king who cultivates both ghost and martial arts. His control over the body of ghosts and martial arts is much higher than that of pure martial arts. Others may need to be patient when entering the holy realm, but he has the qualification to provoke Zhutian."

The most shocked people present were the saint sons of Xutianhui. Zhou Buzheng was among them. They looked at Li Hanxue's back with extremely complicated emotions.

"It's really unpredictable. Zhang Ranran, who should have died the most, escaped from death, broke the shackles of martial arts, and entered the holy realm. But Liu Tianhao died inexplicably, and even his body disappeared. In the future, Xu Tian will I’m afraid things are going to change.”

Li Hanxue looked at the domineering appearance of Saint Zhutian, sneered, slowly drew out the Qinghan Holy Sword, then thrust it on the ground, and a huge force of Saint Lord rushed out from the blade.

"Zhutian, am I, Zhang Ranran, qualified?"

Zhutian Sage's expression changed slightly. He was a third-level Sage, but he smelled a dangerous aura from Li Hanxue.

However, this was not the end. The moment the Qinghan Holy Sword was unsheathed, another holy sword appeared in Li Hanxue's right hand - the Holy Sword of Freedom!

Li Hanxue threw his long arm, bang! Saint Lord Zi Zi was suddenly nailed to the feet of Saint Lord Zhutian, his sword clanging and humming continuously.

"Zhutian, am I, Zhang Ranran, qualified?"

"Two holy swords!" Many people were a little moved. There were only a handful of saints present who could possess two holy swords.

Zhutian Shengjun stared at the Holy Sword of Freedom with a gloomy expression, "Zhang Suran, don't think that you can frighten me with two holy swords."

Everyone thought it would end like this, but Li Hanxue had no intention of letting Saint Lord Zhutian go. Even if he couldn't kill him in public, he still had to retaliate fiercely.

Li Hanxue grabbed the void with her big hand, and another holy sword was pulled out - the Dragon-Breaking Holy Sword!

The third holy sword roared and was nailed into the ground again, juxtaposed with the Qinghan Holy Sword and the Free Holy Sword.

"Zhutian, am I, Zhang Ranran, qualified?"

"Three Holy Swords! How much benefit did this guy get in the Land of the Remnant God? He actually got three Holy Swords!"

"Zhang Suran was forced to go to the Land of the Remnant Gods to chase Young Master Zhaixing. He narrowly escaped death and must be very angry now. He is at odds with the Lord Zhutian."

"Although the three holy swords cannot represent Zhang Ranran's power, Zhutian Shengjun will be ridiculed by Zhang Ranran if he doesn't have the means to fight back."

No one seemed to have the intention to dissuade him, and were just waiting for the situation to escalate further.

Zhutian Shengjun's complexion was already livid, and when he saw the three holy swords at his feet, they were just like the three sticks of incense that were brought to his grave.

Li Hanxue actually has two holy swords, but the characteristics of the Thunder Flame Holy Sword and the Murderous Sword are too obvious and can be easily seen through, so Li Hanxue cannot show them out.

"What a shame, what a shame! Zhang Suran, you have insulted me too much!" Zhutian Shengjun was furious in his heart.

"Zhang Suoran, you have been living an ignoble existence in the land of Can God. You have been a lackey for Can God for a long time. The master rewarded you with some bones to eat and a few holy swords, but you took it back to Red Lotus City to show off. Don't you feel embarrassed? ?" Zhutian Shengjun sneered.

"This Holy Lord Zhutian is so abominable. He couldn't bring out such a holy sword, so he framed Damumu." Qingluo heard this and was indignant. "Back then, we were surrounded by so many two-eyed crippled gods. Damumu They didn’t surrender and resisted to the death, but Lord Zhutian actually said that Big Wood was the lackey of Can God!”

Qing Ling said: "Those who are clean will be clean by themselves. No matter how sarcastic and sarcastic the Lord Zhutian is, it is useless."

Li Hanxue smiled and said: "Zhutian, I really don't know what qualifications you have to say that I am Can God's lackey?"

"If you were not Can God's lackey, could you return to Red Lotus City alive? If you were not Can God's lackey, could you step into the Holy Realm. To be honest, I really doubt whether you were transformed by Can God." Zhutian Sheng Jun sneered.

Li Hanxue laughed after hearing this: "Zhutian, your skills are not very good, but your technique of throwing dirty water on people is first-class. Open your dog eyes and take a good look at what this is!"

Li Hanxue made a big move, and the dual holy realms, one black and one white, suddenly swung open. Black Wu and Bai Feng appeared in the holy realm in the form of black dragon and white phoenix. The black dragon was entangled, and the white phoenix soared into the sky, making a sound that made the soul tremble. The trembling sound of dragons and phoenixes.

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