Chapter 80: Humiliation in public! Zhu Xian Divine Fist

Seeing the Qilin Sword flying towards him, Yang Tiance was overjoyed, this was the treasure he had always dreamed of.

The Tianjiao looked at Yang Haotian with sympathy:

The treasure was taken away just like that, and was given to his mortal enemy.

Yang Haotian did not explode, but stared at the mysterious man calmly.

"Yang Zhuxian! The Qilin Sword is the symbol of the young master, how can you give it away casually?"

The Hutian Patriarch shouted, and a big hand condensed out of thin air, grabbing the Qilin Sword.

Yang Zhuxian stood in the void, with a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood floating behind him, and a cave sky above his head, with faint phantoms of Buddha and immortals lying in it.

A layer of halo appeared between his eyebrows, and a small tower appeared in the halo:

Swish!

The small tower burst out a ray of divine light, which directly destroyed the big hand.

The Qilin Sword fell into Yang Tiance's hands and struggled wildly.

Hu Tian Patriarch's face changed:

"Thousand Illusions Linglong Tower! The ancestor actually gave you this top-grade artifact!"

Yang Haotian's eyes flashed, and he looked at Yang Zhuxian:

Thousand Illusions Linglong Tower?

Is it the top-grade artifact given to him by the ancestor?

The Tianjiaos also took a breath of cold air:

He actually has a top-grade artifact!

Is this Yang Zhuxian a man of the ancestor of the Yang family?

The pagoda between Yang Zhuxian's eyebrows floated, and he sneered at Hu Tian Patriarch:

"Jiang Rou, you are still so unpresentable. Haven't you made any progress in the tens of thousands of years I have been sealed?"

Sealed for tens of thousands of years?

The Tianjiaos' expressions changed slightly. Is there such a genius in the Yang family?

Gu Xian'er's eyes flashed, and suddenly remembered that it was mentioned in the family records that 100,000 years ago, the Yang family had given birth to a peerless Tianjiao.

This person is a rare genius. At a young age, not only is his cultivation level improving at an astonishing speed, but he also has a strange talent that can naturally restrain special physiques!

Unfortunately, he was born at the wrong time and could not embark on the path of God, and his whereabouts are unknown.

Many forces believe that this person has died.

But the Gu family, who are proficient in the laws of space, know that this monster is not dead, but was sealed into the deepest part of the Yang Family Realm Source River at a huge cost by the Yang Family.

Could the Yang Zhuxian in front of him be that monster?

"Yang Zhuxian has a talent that specifically restrains special physiques. Yang Haotian is in trouble..."

Gu Xian'er looked at Yang Haotian worriedly.

His chaotic body can't get the slightest advantage in front of this Yang Zhuxian.

Not to mention, Yang Zhuxian's cultivation level in the Cave Heaven Realm is five realms higher than Yang Haotian!

"Yang Zhuxian! The Qilin Divine Sword is the symbol of the young master. How can you give it away casually? Where do you put the clan rules?"

Hu Tian Patriarch asked coldly.

"It is true that the Qilin Sword is the symbol of the Young Master of the Yang Family, but it is also the sword of the head of the Qilin species. Yang Haotian has decent talent, but he is not qualified to be the Young Master."

Yang Zhuxian shook his head and looked at Yang Haotian indifferently, "The position of the Young Master needs to be discussed again."

Yang Haotian had no expression on his face and looked at him coldly:

"Ancestor Hu Tian worked hard for the Yang Family and made great contributions. You shouldn't call him by his name."

Yang Zhuxian smiled:

"Are you teaching me how to do things? You little ant dared to look up at me. You are really brave. It's a pity that you are not strong enough, so you shouldn't provoke me. Today I will cut off one of your arms to let you know the price of offending me, Yang Zhuxian..."

Yang Zhuxian pointed out in the air, his fingertips hummed, and divine light flashed.

A terrifying beam of light burst out from his fingertips and blatantly killed Yang Haotian.

This finger even tore the space apart, and instantly blasted in front of Yang Haotian's right arm.

Yang Haotian's eyes turned cold:

He didn't want to fight with Yang Zhuxian, because he had seen that the Yang Zhuxian in front of him was just a clone, and even if he killed him, it would not change anything.

But Yang Zhuxian wanted to cut off his arm without saying anything, and Yang Haotian would not tolerate it anymore.

He was about to make a move.

A blue water curtain suddenly appeared in front of him, with the aroma of wine and boiling energy.

Yang Zhuxian's terrifying killing move hit the water curtain, and it was immediately assimilated and absorbed, and completely disintegrated.

"Tianqiong Xuanmu? Jiang Rou, I didn't expect you to really refine this treasure."

Yang Zhuxian seemed to know the power of this magic weapon. He smiled lightly and retracted his fingers, shaking his head:

"Well, for your sake, I will spare him once."

Yang Zhuxian's eyes turned and looked behind Yang Haotian:

"But I have to take that woman away."

A strong possessive desire burst out in his eyes, as if he saw a rare treasure, "Haha, the famous Xianpin Xiangquan body, it's just a waste to follow Yang Haotian, a waste, just give it to me."

Yang Zhuxian said, grabbing Nalan Aoxue through the air as if no one was around.

A strange force immediately enveloped Nalan Aoxue, and no matter how she struggled, she couldn't break free.

Yang Haotian's eyes were cold, and he immediately punched out.

With a click, Yang Zhuxian's power collapsed.

"Dare to attack me?"

Yang Zhuxian was domineering and did not allow anyone to go against his will. At this moment, his eyes were full of murderous intent, and he punched Yang Haotian.

This punch was very strange, and the fist force turned into a strange vortex, and the spiritual power from all directions was madly absorbed by this vortex.

When it rushed to Yang Haotian, the fist force had turned into a death hurricane, bursting with destructive power.

"Zhuxian Divine Fist..."

Hu Tian Patriarch's face changed drastically, and he immediately activated the Tianqiong Xuanmu.

Unexpectedly, between Yang Zhuxian's eyebrows, the Qianhuan Linglong Tower flashed and burst out light, imprisoning the Tianqiong Xuanmu.

The death hurricane immediately enveloped Yang Haotian, and the void where he was collapsed on the spot.

"Tian'er!"

Yang Xinglong, Li Shiye, and Yang Hancheng flashed out and immediately attacked the death hurricane.

"You don't know what you can do."

Yang Zhuxian sneered. His "Zhuxian Divine Fist" is not something that anyone can break.

Yang Xinglong, Li Shiye, and Yang Hancheng were immediately blown away when they came into contact with the death hurricane.

"Don't move. This is the Zhuxian Divine Fist that specifically restrains special physiques - Yang Zhuxian. Are you going to destroy the Yang family's chaotic body?"

Hu Tian Patriarch shouted fiercely.

Yang Hancheng and Yang Xinglong were even more furious, "Let Tianer go!"

"Dare to hurt my son!"

The father and son suppressed Xiang Yang Zhuxian at the same time, trying to capture him.

Yang Zhuxian did not move at all, and the Thousand Illusions Linglong Tower between his eyebrows spun wildly.

With two loud bangs, Yang Hancheng and Yang Xinglong were shocked back a hundred feet.

Puff!

Both of them spat out a large mouthful of blood, their faces turned pale, and their eyes were filled with horror:

"What kind of energy is this?"

Yang Zhuxian's power was really strange. Even though Yang Hancheng's cultivation had reached the secret realm of immortality, he was still injured by this strange energy.

Yang Xinglong's eyes were full of murderous intent:

"Let my son go immediately, otherwise you will never leave Qilin Heavenly Palace alive today!"

"Threaten me? Just with you two?"

Yang Zhuxian looked contemptuous and smiled contemptuously:

"In front of my Zhuxian Divine Fist, any special physique cannot resist, and you two are no exception, and Yang Haotian's chaotic waste body is no exception..."

Before Yang Zhuxian finished speaking, there was a loud bang, and the death hurricane that enveloped Yang Haotian was torn apart.

Yang Haotian stepped out.

Yang Zhuxian looked stunned:

How could it be?

His Zhuxian Divine Fist contains the power of Zhuxian, which is specifically used to restrain special physiques, even chaotic bodies are no exception.

How could Yang Haotian break free from his power?