Paranoia and fall! The world-weary young master amazes the cultivation world

Ning Xiyuan clearly saw the man clench his left fist, with his veins bulging, as if he was going to hit someone.

But in an instant, Di Cang's voice became calm: "I admire you very much."

There was no outward emotion in the man's voice.

Without waiting for Ning Xiyuan to respond, Di Cang continued: "So I advise you to give up."

"The divine weapon will not choose its master easily. Give it up sooner rather than later to avoid losing face."

The look the man cast towards Ning Xiyuan was mixed with a hint of regret and disdain.

Such a condescending look.

Even if it is appreciation, it is appreciation for kittens and puppies.

Ning Xiyuan didn't care and chuckled: "Then I also advise you to give up as soon as possible."

"I'm afraid your faith will collapse later."

After saying that, the God-Slaying Sword suddenly accelerated, facing the even more violent sword rain and tricky and harsh sword moves, and turned into a black afterimage.

Really...

This Di Cang...the dirty aura on him is exactly the same as that of the evil god in the lower spiritual world.

After being in this world for so long, I finally found a man who is more pretentious than Ji Yunqing.

[Host, the aura on him...] The system hesitated to speak.

Like the breath of God.

Higher than the heavenly way here.

Ning Xiyuan sneered: "Hey, Brother Tong, you are not going to counterattack today?"

If the system had eyes, it would be rolling its eyes at this moment.

Di Cang was not willing to be outdone. The white figure was like shit that could not be shaken off, always sticking to Ning Xiyuan's side.

Getting closer to the top of the mountain.

The pressure emanating from the divine sword makes people feel overwhelmed with fear.

Man and God.

The distance between us is like a natural chasm.

At this moment, it seems that the feeling is clearer.

Even though he was Emperor Cang, with his mortal body, he was already feeling a little tired.

His speed slowed down, and thin beads of sweat oozed out of his forehead.

But Ning Xiyuan beside him did not slow down at all. He even saw the girl turn her head and give him a provocative smile.

Di Cang's stable emotions began to fluctuate.

How can this be?

Let’s not talk about this little-known person who was previously unknown.

Even the son of destiny of this world was just an ordinary mortal before he became a god.

There is absolutely no way to completely resist such divine power.

Ning Xiyuan...

How on earth is it done!

As for the foot of the mountain, the black magic circle and its sticky tentacles had disappeared.

The five people from the six major sects and the three people from the four cities are still in a stalemate.

"Stupid! As expected, a wild place like Sifang City can only breed stupid and untouchable people like you!" The leader of Feixianmen blushed.

The whole person has lost his mind.

ended.

everything is over.

Now, Ning Xiyuan and Liuguang Zhuifeng Pavilion's masters who came from nowhere have immediately come into contact with the magic sword.

It was too late for them to go up the mountain now.

What's more, after struggling several times in the rain of swords and being harassed by Ning Xiyuan and the lowly people of Sifang City, his spiritual energy had long been exhausted.

They don't have the energy to go to Divine Sword Mountain a second time.

Feng Tang held a big knife in his hand, his eyes were cold and grim.

Although their Sifang City's foundation is not as strong as the six major sects.

But it is located on the border of the Demon Realm.

For tens of millions of years without a peace treaty, they fought against demons, resisted beast tides, and conquered harsh environments.

A nation, an individual, or a city that has experienced countless hardships will not be afraid of any opponent stronger than themselves.

Elder Baihu and Jiang Yun looked at each other and then looked at the five people who were eyeing them covetously.

The leader of the Wanyan Alliance frowned, and after looking at the monk from the Five Elements Mountain, he decided to pull back the leader of the Feixian Sect who had lost his reason.

Elite disciples and top masters from all parties are here. If a fight breaks out...

In the melee, I'm afraid that Liuguang Zhuifeng Pavilion will get the advantage.

The leader of Feixian Sect rolled his eyes.

I couldn't swallow the anger in my stomach.

Ning Chengshen remained silent during the quarrel, and the guess that had suddenly appeared in his mind became clearer and clearer.

At this moment, there was a loud noise in the forest, and a major earthquake occurred.

Soon, the giant green python knocked down the tree and came towards this side, dragging its huge tail.

The atmosphere suddenly became solemn.

Python.

too big.

No matter whether it is a demon beast or a monster, no one has ever seen a physique that can overlook the world and all living things.

As a result, the giant python stopped behind the people in the four-sided city, spitting out its tongue and growling at them in a warning.

"..."

The leader of Feixian Sect, who had been in a state of panic for a long time, calmed down instantly.

He snorted coldly, turned around and went back to Feixianmen.

In fact, Amang may not be a match for the strong ones in the Tianxuan realm, but humans always have a natural fear of giants.

"Amitabha."

Leader Wanyan and Master Qingchan left the stage one after another.

I know that the people in the four cities are barbaric, but they are not barbaric enough to coexist with giant beasts...

This is too outrageous.

As several people left the stage, the battle for the divine sword entered a white-hot stage.

The people of Sifang City shouted wildly.

The disciples of Liuguang Zhuifeng Pavilion were not willing to fall behind.

It’s just that the disadvantage in numbers puts Liuguang Zhuifeng Pavilion at a temporary disadvantage.

As for the other five major sects, they were extremely quiet.

They don't like what Sifang City is doing, but they want them to cheer for Liuguang Zhuifeng Pavilion! ?

Can't do it.

Enemies..hate!!

The success of a direct competitor is even more annoying!

Ning Xiyuan reached the top of the mountain first.

The magic sword is not far away.

But Ning Xiyuan put away the Sword of God Slaying and calmly looked at Di Cang who was still struggling to climb the last section of the way.

"Brother Evil God, why are you so slow?"

"Are you a turtle bastard?"

The girl looked down at him with a brisk tone, and the smile on her face was so dazzling that it made people's eyes rise.

These words reached the ears of everyone at the foot of the mountain.

Everyone has different expressions.

Gifted and outgoing.

This kind of person is the most annoying!

But...

People of the same age among the new generation cannot compare with him at all.

And those in power can only feel hatred now.

Xiao Yi shrank his shoulders and swallowed his saliva.

Fortunately.

Fortunately, he is a man who knows how to deal with current affairs.

Qin Ye sneered at the black figure on the top of the mountain.

Madness!

Now instead of drawing the sword, you want to provoke others...

In the end it will definitely backfire.

The insulted Di Cang took a deep breath, feeling angry and depressed.

damn it...

Humanity!

The gods cannot interfere directly, so they must use flesh and blood bodies.

He raised his eyes and looked at the arrogant girl.

Di Cang suddenly revealed a strange smile.

Such a strong body, if only it could contain his powerful soul...

The man curled his lips and smiled.

But before the smile could fully unfold on his lips, "Bang!"

"boom!"

There were two consecutive noises, and the yellow talisman exploded in the air.

Emperor Cang did not hide.

A mere talisman from the God Transformation Stage cannot hurt him at all.

"Ah."

"You are so small..."

Di Cang's words came to an abrupt end.

Because a foul smell began to spread around him.

Before Di Cang could react, he heard the girl's voice ringing in his ears.

"Oh haha."

"Shit exploded."