Chapter 960: Reverse Scale
At this moment, everyone's eyes on the field were focused on Jiang Xuan.
Jiang Xuan took a step, and everyone's eyes followed him.
When Jiang Xuan came to the iron fence of the Arena of Life and Death, he looked at the white-robed deacon next to him with cold eyes and said, "You know what to do."
The white-robed deacon looked at Jiang Xuan's eyes that were as cold as bone marrow, and his body suddenly trembled, and he quickly handed the key in his hand to Jiang Xuan.
"Uh-huh!"
Jiang Xuan flicked his finger, and the key was instantly inserted into the black iron lock of the iron fence.
Click!
The iron fence is wide open.
Jiang Xuan stepped inside.
At this time, the lost middle-aged slave in the life and death arena finally noticed something.
There was a glimmer of light in his eyes, and he slowly raised his head and looked at the young man in white who came from outside the Arena of Life and Death.
The downcast middle-aged slave felt something familiar at first. When he saw the young man's face clearly, an astonishing brilliance burst out in his eyes.
"Jiang...Jiang Xuan!"
Yun Qiyang's voice was aged and tired, but at this time, it was filled with excitement.
"Uncle Yun."
Jiang Xuan nodded, quickly stepped forward, grabbed Yun Qiyang's shoulders, and said, "Uncle Yun, what happened?"
For some reason, seeing Yun Qiyang in such a state of desolation, Jiang Xuan had a bad feeling in his heart.
There was a hint of weakness in Yun Qiyang's eyes, and he sighed: "When Yun Xi went to the Tianhuang Holy Palace, he was attracted by the Holy Son of Tianhuang, so he later forced Yun Xi to marry him. Yun Xi fled back to the Shengwu Dynasty overnight. I returned to Jianming Mansion, but when Holy Son of Heavenly Phoenix came, I discovered how powerless I was."
As Yun Qiyang said, Jiang Xuan's eyes became colder and colder, filled with extreme anger.
The Holy Son of Heavenly Phoenix dared to force Yun Xi to get married?
Unforgivable!
"and after?"
Jiang Xuan tried his best to stay rational and asked in a deep voice.
Yun Qiyang's eyes were also filled with a kind of hostility, and he said: "In order to make Yun Xi despair, the Holy Son of Heavenly Phoenix destroyed the entire Jianming Mansion alone. There were hundreds of thousands of people in Jianming Mansion.
They were all slaughtered by the Holy Son of Heavenly Phoenix. "
"Hundreds of thousands of people, all dead!"
"That day, blood dyed the entire Jianming Mansion red, and it seemed to have turned into a hell on earth."
"If Yun Xi hadn't interceded for me in the end, I might have died in the hands of Holy Son Tianhuang."
Click!
Hearing this, the ground beneath Jiang Xuan's feet shattered.
This ground is poured with a layer of water that contains thousands of years of mysterious ice and cold iron. It is extremely strong and cannot be destroyed even by half-step holy soldiers.
But now, he was shattered by the killing intent that Jiang Xuan inadvertently released.
It can be seen how terrifying the murderous thoughts in Jiang Xuan's heart were at this moment.
Yun Qiyang continued: "Yun Xi promised to return to the Tianhuang Holy Palace with the Holy Son of Heavenly Phoenix, and we would get married in three months, and I would be released."
"But I didn't expect that after Yun Xi was taken away by the Holy Son of Heavenly Phoenix, the Holy Son of Heavenly Phoenix secretly sent a strong man from the Heavenly Phoenix Holy Palace to destroy my entire cultivation and throw me into a slave camp."
"In the past two months, I have suffered countless humiliations and hardships, and I have thought about committing suicide countless times, but I can't, because if I commit suicide, what will Yun Xi do?"
"Fortunately, I heard a news from the slave camp. A mysterious young man from a remote place like the Shengwu Dynasty appeared in Haoyue Changzhou. He is known as the first genius of Haoyue Changzhou. His name is Jiang Xuan. .”
"I know, it must be you! It must be you Jiang Xuan!"
Yun Qiyang said, his eyes full of excitement.
In the slave camp, he heard all the stories about Jiang Xuan.
Yun Qiyang knew very well that as long as Jiang Xuan took action, he could definitely save Yun Xi.
"How long has it been since Holy Son Tianhuang took away Yun Xi?"
Jiang Xuan asked immediately.
"Two and a half months."
Yun Qiyang spoke up: "Sir Tianhuang is not planning to participate in the Haoyue Changzhou True Dragon Association, because behind the Tianhuang Holy Palace is the Ancient Yuan Realm.
The giant force of the ancient spirit beast clan in the central land is the Cangmang Mountain. After the Holy Son of Heavenly Phoenix forced Yun Xi to get married, he plundered the ancient ice phoenix bloodline in her body. He could directly enter the Cangmang Mountain and step into the real center of the Ancient Yuan Realm. The land of martial arts. "
At the end of the sentence, Yun Qiyang's voice was extremely gloomy, and he hated the Holy Son of Heavenly Phoenix to the extreme in his heart.
"We will set off tomorrow to the Tianhuang Sacred Palace. If you dare to touch my woman, I will let the entire Tianhuang Sacred Palace be buried with you."
Indifferent words came out of Jiang Xuan's mouth.
It contains an extremely terrifying murderous and violent intention.
Yun Xi is the only woman Jiang Xuan has acknowledged so far.
Yun Xi is Jiang Xuan's reverse scale.
The Holy Son of Heavenly Phoenix dared to treat Yun Xi like this. Jiang Xuan now wished he could come to the Holy Palace of the Heavenly Phoenix immediately and kill the Holy Son of Heavenly Phoenix directly!
But Jiang Xuan knew that Tianhuang Holy Palace was a dominant force.
The underlying content is absolutely terrifying to the extreme.
Moreover, the power behind it, Cangmang Mountain, was a giant-level existence in the center of the Ancient Yuan Dynasty.
You can't fight it on your own.
Jiang Xuan knew that he needed help.
"Leave this arena of life and death with me first. Tomorrow I will find all the power I can find, step onto the Heavenly Phoenix Sacred Palace, and kill the Son of Heavenly Phoenix. I will kill anyone who dares to stop me!"
The domineering and cold words spat out from Jiang Xuan's mouth gave Yun Qiyang a glimmer of hope.
Even though he knew that the Holy Son of Heavenly Phoenix was terrifying and that the Holy Palace of Heavenly Phoenix was terrifying.
But when he heard what Jiang Xuan said, he didn't feel any arrogance. Instead, he felt deeply excited and moved.
"Yunxi, you saw the right person..."
Yun Qiyang murmured secretly in his heart.
"Come with me."
Jiang Xuan spoke out.
Yun Qiyang shook his head and said: "I am a useless slave now. Don't offend the forces behind this life and death arena for me. Remember, rescuing Yun Xi is the best explanation for me."
Jiang Xuan shook his head and said: "
I'm not afraid of the Tianhuang Holy Palace. It's just a battle of life and death. It doesn't matter. I'll take you away. No one can stop me. "
"Jiang Xuan! You are too presumptuous!"
Suddenly, a loud roar suddenly sounded.
At some point, an old man wearing a white robe appeared above the Arena of Life and Death.
This white-robed old man is obviously much higher than the white-robed deacon just now.
Even though he knew Jiang Xuan's identity, the old man in white robe had a cold look and said: "I am a slave of the Arena of Life and Death. I belong to the Arena of Life and Death. If you want to take him away, your hand will be too long. Don't you really?" Do you take our life and death battlefield into consideration?"
"You said it yourself, I really don't take your life and death battleground seriously."
Knowing that Yun Xi might be in danger at all times, Jiang Xuan had no intention of talking nonsense.
"act recklessly."
The expression of the old man in white robe was full of rage.
Although his body was shriveled, a huge and terrifying aura suddenly erupted from his body at this moment.
Moreover, behind him, two phantoms of ancient dragons with different attributes appeared.
One head and the whole body are made of gold, stepping into the void, majestic and boundless, with a sharp and indestructible aura.
On the other end, the whole body is made of flames, roaring to the sky, the breath is violent and chaotic, with the meaning of destruction.
"A strong man at the ninth level of the Saint King Realm!"
"Understood the power of artistic conception with two different attributes!"
"The power of metal is the first level of artistic conception! The power of fire is the first level of artistic conception!"
…
Everyone in the entire life-and-death arena felt the terrifying aura of the white-robed old man and screamed in surprise.
At this time, even Yan Shaokui, Bei Gongchen and others couldn't help but change their expressions.
This old man in white robe is too powerful.
"Put down that slave, or die."
The sharp shouts of the old man in white robes sounded in the entire arena of life and death with a superior tone.
He was like a king, judging the life and death of Jiang Xuan, an ant.
