Chapter 117: A bit panicked, I wish for the best

In fact, Xu Yang had already guessed most of what happened in the city.

I think it was those arrogant immortal gods who clamored to take him as a follower. Xiao Wu was not happy after hearing this, so he clashed with them, and finally evolved into the current situation...

In this case, as a master, he naturally cannot let Xiaowu embarrass himself!

As for whether he could defeat the so-called Son of God of the Ying clan in the same realm, Xu Yang had never considered this issue.

After all, his current combat power is enough to surpass that of the young Immortal Emperors of all generations, not to mention the son of God of the Ying clan who has no role in the original novel.

"Master Xu Yang, you are the representative of our ordinary geniuses, you must win!"

"Xu Zhenjun, I believe it. The son of the Ying clan was just lucky enough to be born into the immortal clan. To be honest, he is definitely not your opponent!"

"Master Xu Yang, please help me... It doesn't matter what I need to help, as long as I win, it's all over!"

A group of independent cultivators and the sect's true disciples looked at Xu Yang with sincere tones.

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Fortunately, those two words were not spoken, otherwise Xu Yang would have suspected that he had entered the wrong novel.

However, it does sound like it's pretty exciting, at least more exciting than Bo...

Xu Yang smiled and waved to everyone, then held his eldest disciple's hand and followed Liu Feng to fly into the city.

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Ascend to the sky tower.

The high platform next to the martial arts arena.

Ying Wudi, whose whole body was surrounded by divine light, closed his eyes and seemed to be resting, but in fact he had simulated the sparring with Xu Yang many times in his mind.

Not until he won a hundred victories did he open his eyes. A divine light emerged in his eyes, giving birth to infinite self-confidence!

In the hundred simulations just now.

Although Xu Yang is more difficult to deal with, he is no match for him!

After all, the skills he practiced were at least of the upper earth level, so how could Xu Yang compare to him!

Really, he doesn't know how to lose!

"Brother Ying, are you sure?"

A son of God from the immortal race asked with a smile.

"Isn't this nonsense? Looking at Brother Ying's expression, I know that he is very wise and has a plan in mind!"

"I wonder if Xu Yang will regret coming to participate in this Tianjiao gathering!"

"What are you regretting? It's an honor for Xu Yang to be a stepping stone for Brother Wudi!"

A group of descendants of the immortal clan surrounded Ying Wudi in the center, and their words were full of flattery. It was clear that they had not yet fought, but in their mouths, it seemed as if Ying Wudi had already won.

“But having said that, Brother Wudi still has to pretend to fight with Xu Yang, otherwise he will lose face!”

A descendant of a holy land spoke.

"That makes sense. We should look at the Buddha's face instead of the monk's. Since that person thinks highly of Xu Yang, if Brother Ying defeats him with one move, wouldn't that be a slap in his face?"

"The Immortal Mountain is powerful, Brother Ying, please don't act on impulse!"

The other descendants of the immortal clan nodded, expressing their full agreement with what the descendant of the holy land said. Xu Yang could easily suppress it, but the Immortal God Mountain was not easy to mess with...

"Don't worry, I will suppress Xu Yang within a hundred moves."

Ying Wudi said arrogantly, and as he spoke, he glanced at Qin Wan who was not far away, hoping to see some nervousness on his face.

But unfortunately, Qin Wan's expression was as calm and peaceful as ever.

Aren't you panicking at all?

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The other side.

Because Qin Wan was difficult to approach and was very cold to others, no descendant of the Immortal Sect would bother himself with currying favor with him. Only the two siblings of the Jiang family stayed by his side, chatting with him in random conversations.

"Wan brother, aren't you panicking?"

Jiang Yaomeng tilted her head and looked at Qin Wan and asked curiously.

"Why are you panicking?"

Qin Wan was leisurely eating some spiritual fruit.

"Look at my eldest brother. He is so panicked and fidgety, as if there are a lot of cold iron meteorite needles under his butt!"

Jiang Yaomeng joked.

You still know that I am your elder brother?

If you hadn't told me, I would have thought Qin Wan was your brother... Jiang Haoyu rolled his eyes at her and ignored her. Instead, he looked at Qin Wan and asked:

"Brother Qin, do you really think Xu Yang will win?"

Although he also believed that Xu Yang was an extraordinary genius, but if they were to fight at the same level, the possibility that Xu Yang could defeat Ying Wudi was very small, probably only 30%!

The reason why he felt so was because Ying Wudi was his best friend. The two had sparred privately many times, and he lost more than he won.

Therefore, Jiang Haoyu is very clear about Ying Wudi's combat power. Once he bursts out with all his strength, few people in the same realm will be his opponent!

"Don't think so, this is the fact. Brother Haoyu, just wait and see. In less than one move, no, in less than half a move, Xu Yang will be able to defeat Ying Wudi!"

Qin Wan raised a finger, then bent it down.

In fact, he felt that any move like this was an insult to his master, so he might as well just glare at this guy to death!

However, when I thought that my master had already arrived in Baidi City and would soon be taken to the Dengtian Tower.

When the master sees me here, will he be furious and beat me up in public because he hasn't returned to Ziyun Peak for a long time?

Qin Wan was not panicking originally, but now he started to panic, and even the spiritual fruit in his hand didn't taste as good anymore.

"Wan brother, why don't you eat?"

"I suddenly lost my appetite."

"ah?"

Jiang Yaomeng's beautiful eyes widened, as if she found it hard to believe that Qin Wan also had no appetite.

Jiang Haoyu took in Qin Wan's expression and thought to himself:

"Sure enough, Brother Qin is still worried about Master Xu Yang!"

"I hope Brother Wudi won't be so ruthless, otherwise things will get too awkward and it will be hard for me to live my life..."

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In front of the Tianlou.

"What is the cultivation level of your son of God?"

Xu Yang stopped and asked.

"Fifth level of Nascent Soul Realm!"

Liu Feng replied.

"OK."

Xu Yang nodded slightly.

Buzz!

The robes fluttered and a terrifying sound rang out in the void, like a meteorite collision. The violent sound spread throughout the entire Dengtian Tower!

The ferocious energy and blood boiled in the body, as if the scorching sun was scorching the sky. Thousands of golden rays of light were scattered, dazzling and bright, illuminating the entire Dengtian Tower, making it blindingly bright and difficult to look directly at!

The majestic momentum was vibrating around his body, as if an ancient chariot was rumbling across the sky, creating endless ripples in the void!

This directly caused the protective formation of the Dengtian Tower to start operating frantically, but under the impact of the blood and energy as hot as the sun, tiny cracks actually appeared!

The shopkeeper of the Dengtian Tower was horrified: "My protective formation can resist the attack of the Venerable, how come it was broken?"

The protectors of the various races who were secretly sheltering felt that they were inexplicably suppressed. Their entire bodies were trembling and they were unable to move at all.

Is this the True Lord of Transformation in the mortal world? !

Can the True Lord of Transformation be so terrifying? !

Could it be that Xu Yang could not be a Venerable? !

Three questions in succession appeared in the minds of all the protectors.

They originally thought that Ying Wudi would win for sure, but now it seems that he is sure to lose, no, he is sure to die!

This Xu Yang not only has the ability to challenge enemies of higher levels, but can also kill powerful enemies of higher levels!

At least these protectors of the faith felt that if they fought a life-and-death battle with Xu Yang, they would surely die!

The descendants of various ethnic groups in the building felt cold limbs and numb scalps. Their hearts seemed to be grasped by a hand. They could not exert any strength in their bodies and felt like they were about to suffocate!

Ying Wudi, who was originally full of confidence, was in a worse condition than others at this time. He was suppressed to his knees by the terrifying pressure that was like the power of heaven. He could not even lift his head and even had a tendency to sink into the ground.

"Why does Xu Yang feel more terrifying than the elders in my clan..."

Shock and fear were intertwined in Ying Wudi's heart. He finally believed that what Jiang Haoyu and Qin Wan said was true.

Judging from the combat power Xu Yang has shown now, it is no exaggeration to say that he is the reincarnation of the Immortal Emperor!

The entire Dengtian Tower.

Only the Jiang siblings and Qin Wan were not overwhelmed by this pressure.

Jiang Haoyu was thankful, and turned to look at Qin Wan, and said with a little excitement:

"Brother Qin, Senior Xu Yang...Brother Qin, why do you look a little pale?"

Jiang Yaomeng blinked and asked with concern: "Brother Wan, are you feeling unwell?"

Qin Wan made a sad face and waved his hands:

"I'm fine."

He had an inexplicable premonition that he would definitely get beaten!

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Outside the Dengtian Tower.

Liu Feng looked terrified and spoke with difficulty:

"Master Xu Yang, please put away your magical powers!"

"Oh, sorry, this is the first time I suppress my cultivation, so I am not very experienced!"

Xu Yang restrained his own aura, and his original realm of the sixth level of the Spirit Transformation suddenly dropped to the perfect level of the Core Formation Realm.

Liu Feng felt his breathing ease, but he looked at Xu Yang with more awe. Suddenly, he noticed the state that Xu Yang was suppressing, and asked in confusion:

"Xu Zhenjun, what is your realm?"

"I'm afraid I won't be able to hold back my strength by then." Xu Yang explained lightly, and said, "Let's go, Liu Zhenjun, don't let your son of God wait anxiously!"

Liu Feng could clearly hear the hidden meaning in Xu Yang's words.

If they were to fight with people of the same realm, Xu Zhenjun would not be able to restrain his strength and might kill his own Son of God!

If someone else said this, he would definitely sneer and think that the other person was talking nonsense!

But after just experiencing that horrific scene, he still had cold sweat on his back, which made him very sure that what Xu Zhenjun said was true and absolutely not exaggerated!

Son of God, you just wish me good luck... Liu Feng mourned silently for his own Son of God in his heart, looked at Xu Yang's back from afar, and quickly followed.

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