Zhatian: I really have the qualities to be an emperor!

Chapter 14: The Holy Son of Yin Yang

The man called Elder Li is at the late stage of Divine Bridge, and he is not the strongest among this group of people.

Among this group of people, there was a young man who was surrounded in the middle like the moon surrounded by stars.

The young man is only in his twenties, but his cultivation has already reached the other side!

This man had a long aura, as if he had experienced countless bloodshed and fighting. Even from a long distance, one could feel the extremely strong murderous aura, which made ordinary people tremble with fear.

He crossed his arms over his chest and stared at the black dog with extremely cold eyes, full of disdain.

This man's name is Wang Yang, and he is one of the several holy sons of the Yin-Yang Sect. The fact that he can become a holy son is enough to show that his talent and character are absolutely extremely powerful!

The elders around him had been practicing for at least a hundred years, but when facing Wang Yang, they were extremely respectful and did not dare to slack off in the slightest.

"The Holy Son of the Yin-Yang Cult? Is he the youngest Holy Son in the past hundred years?"

"This person is extremely talented. Many elders in the sect think highly of him. There are even rumors that he has received teachings from the leader of the Yin-Yang Sect and his strength is unfathomable!"

The monks who were watching exclaimed in amazement. They had heard of Wang Yang's name a long time ago, and when they saw him in person today, they were deeply shocked by his power.

"What a loser, he can't even take down a black dog in the middle stage of Life Spring."

"The Holy... Holy Son is right."

Wang Yang glanced at the people from the Lihuo Sect. They did not dare to say a word in rebuttal in the face of the scolding.

"Damn, it seems like this is getting out of hand."

The big black dog muttered softly, the strongest man in the Lihuo Sect was only one realm higher than him, so he could still handle it.

Now the Yin-Yang Sect suddenly appeared, and there was even a Holy Son among them, which was far beyond his expectations.

The difference in strength between each realm is like heaven and earth. They are not even on the same level, let alone two realms apart!

So big is the gap between different realms? To give the simplest example, a Mingquan monk can easily beat a Kuhai monk into ashes.

The black dog's momentum suddenly weakened. The saint son on the other side was definitely a genius and was far beyond his ability to contend with.

"I have to find a chance to get away..."

The black dog knew that he was in big trouble and started thinking about how to get out of this situation, otherwise he would be in big trouble today.

"It's too late to escape now."

Wang Yang had a sharp gaze and saw through Hei Gou's thoughts at once.

"Xuan Yin Palm!"

He didn't give the black dog any chance. He raised his hand and sent out a black palm print.

The palm print swelled up in the wind and quickly expanded. The powerful momentum caused the space to distort, as if it could suppress everything.

In addition to its terrifying power, the palm print also carries a chilling aura, which can quickly dissolve the target's spiritual power after hitting it.

If the big black dog gets hit, even if its skin is thick, it will still be torn into pieces.

"grass!"

The big black dog cursed loudly and dodged quickly, but the paw print followed closely behind it and was getting closer and closer.

Even the black dog, who was usually very agile, felt frightened at this moment. His heart was in his throat and he didn't dare to be careless at all.

After escaping to an open space, the black dog slammed the ground with his paw, and a formation he had set up in advance was activated.

In a flash, the formation released a powerful murderous intent, and countless green sharp blades took shape, each half a meter wide, which could easily kill a Bitter Sea monk.

He had set up this formation in order to deal with powerful enemies. Now that he was being hunted, he could no longer care about so many things.

Under the control of the black dog, all the green blades slashed towards the black palm print in an attempt to block the attack.

The Xuanyin Palm is one of the unique martial arts of the Yin Yang Sect. It is extremely powerful, so how could it be blocked so easily?

The palm print moved forward unstoppably, and the green sharp blade only lasted for a moment before being shattered.

The blue blade exploded, and the powerful aftermath rippled, and the area of ​​dozens of meters was razed to the ground in an instant. Fortunately, the formation had some effect, and the palm print was retained for a moment, and it was much dimmer than at the beginning.

"Humph!"

Unexpectedly, Wang Yang snorted coldly, and the speed of Xuanyin Chapter suddenly increased dramatically. It arrived almost instantly and suppressed the black dog.

The black dog cried out inwardly that something was wrong, and suddenly his limbs tensed up, and he leaped out more than ten meters with one effort.

boom!
The palm print exploded after it hit the ground, and the powerful force flattened the ground by half a meter. The crack as thick as a calf spread like a spider web for dozens of meters around!

Although the big black dog avoided the fatal blow, it was still affected by the aftermath. It staggered and rolled over several times, looking extremely miserable.

On the other hand, Wang Yang still had his arms folded across his chest, looking relaxed, and he didn't even move a step.

This is the absolute advantage in realm. Just one strike can almost kill the opponent!
"As expected of a genius, what powerful methods!"

"It's too scary. If it were me, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to withstand even one blow."

People exclaimed, marveling at how powerful Wang Yang was, which was far beyond their reach.

They held their breath and dared not blink, for fear of missing such a wonderful scene.

Many people hated Black Dog so much that they wished someone could vent their anger for them.

The big black dog felt humiliated and was extremely upset. He had never suffered such humiliation before and naturally could not swallow it.

"You bastard, do you think I'm easy to mess with?"

He opened his dog mouth and spat out something. It was a emerald green dagger. It was crystal clear, with a faint luster on the surface and a faint green glow flowing.

This treasure is obviously extraordinary and powerful.

The green dagger was incredibly fast and made no sound. It turned into a silent green light and stabbed towards Wang Yang's vitals.

Seeing this, Wang Yang's expression became a little more serious. He moved his palms gently back and forth in front of him. Soon, a yin-yang pattern took shape and blocked in front of him.

呲!
After all, he underestimated the Black Emperor's treasure. The emerald green dagger pierced through the Yin-Yang pattern easily like cutting tofu and went straight to his vital points.

However, he reacted very quickly, and his body slightly tilted, allowing the dagger to brush past his abdomen.

Although he avoided the fatal blow, he still left a small wound with a little bright red oozing out.

"Okay, okay, I heard that you have many treasures. It seems to be true."

With the help of the emerald green dagger, the black dog was able to hurt Wang Yang across two realms. After being slightly unbelievable, he couldn't help laughing.

"Then don't blame me for being rude. Just wait and see how I suppress you."

Wang Yang didn't want to waste any more time, so he took out a treasure bottle, which was his natal magic weapon.

The treasure vase is called the Purple Luan Vase, which is refined from a divine jade. It is densely covered with Taoist patterns, surrounded by billowing purple mist, and divine light is scattered all around.

From the sea of ​​suffering to the other shore, cultivators at each realm will sacrifice at least one magic weapon, into which they have poured all their efforts.

Once you succeed, you will have a special connection with them, which will make it much easier to control. It is a great means of killing the enemy!
The Aquarius looked ordinary, but the moment Wang Yang activated it, a strange energy covered the black dog.

"I've heard that you are proficient in formations. Now let's see how you escape."

"This kid came prepared!"

When Black Dog found that the formation could not be activated, he realized that the opponent had already made sufficient preparations, and his face suddenly changed.

He cannot activate the teleportation array, and with his level of cultivation he cannot escape from the other party, so the only thing waiting for him is death!
"Don't you have a companion? Why can't I see him? Could he have been scared away?"

The black dog was nailed to the spot, unable to move. He could only watch the other party walk towards him step by step, his heart sank.

"Are you talking about me?"

Just as Wang Yang was about to take action, a voice penetrated hundreds of meters and reached the ears of everyone present.

The voice was not loud, but it carried a powerful aura, and those who heard it were shaken to the point of trembling in their souls.

(End of this chapter)