Han Junting said: "The Death God Palace itself is just a low-level force, and there is nothing terrible about it. Even the Palace Master of the Death God Palace has always only had the strength of Wu Zun. But above the Death God Palace, there are still a few extremely powerful hidden characters, they call themselves 'eight elephants'."
"Eight elephants?"
Granny Sunflower felt that the name was extremely unfamiliar, she shook her head, and said, "Whatever they are, in the world, we have nothing to fear even from the two great holy places."
Han Junting nodded lightly, and said in response: "The strength of these eight elephants is not bad, and their backgrounds are not simple. Some of them are already famous masters. They are extremely vicious and wanted to be hunted down by the world. But if it's just like this, We have nothing to be afraid of, but the leader of the Eight Elephants..."
Her body trembled slightly, Gu Jing Wubo's eyes suddenly rippled, and a trace of fear flashed across her face, which turned slightly pale.
Granny Sunflower was shocked, and she said incredulously, "Boss, who is the leader of the Eight Elephants? How can it make you feel afraid?"
Han Junting pursed her lips, and after a while, Youlan uttered softly, word by word: "Yeying—Ling Baiyi!"
"Hey!"
Grandma Sunflower took a sharp breath, her face turned pale, and she said in shock, "Yeying Martial Emperor Ling Baiyi?!"
In addition to shock, her eyes were filled with extreme suspicion, it was hard to believe. But she also knew that what Han Junting said would be correct, so she was extremely shocked and terrified.
"Boss! If it's really Ling Baiyi, then this sword..." Grandma Sunflower couldn't calm down anymore.
Han Junting looked at her in surprise, and said with a leisurely smile, "Why, mother-in-law knows Ling Baiyi?"
Granny Sunflower's complexion changed, and she said, "How did I know him?"
Han Junting smiled and said, "Then why are you so surprised? My mother-in-law just said that there is nothing to be afraid of in the world's two holy places, so why should I be afraid of mere Ling Baiyi?"
"Hmph, just Ling Baiyi?"
Grandma Sunflower snorted heavily, with a haze appearing on her face, she said coldly: "I have never seen Ling Baiyi before, and I don't know how strong he is. But he is ranked fourth on the world rankings, while he is ranked third. The old Gu Feiyang, when the lord of the palace set up Ziwei Star Dou to charge into the formation, he attracted the power of thousands of stars and lost."
When she said this, her body couldn't help trembling, her eyes were full of panic and remembrance, and her dull face suddenly turned a little pale, "After so many years, Ling Baiyi's strength must be even stronger than before. If It's really him who has come, and I will never allow the shopkeeper to use the Divine Sword again!"
Han Junting smiled lightly and said: "Grandma, you are thinking too much. If Ling Baiyi is here, why should they hide? Just pick up the sword and leave in an open and aboveboard manner. Who would dare to stop it?"
Granny Sunflower was taken aback, thinking about it, not to mention that no one dared to stop Ling Baiyi from grabbing the sword, and it was impossible for him to do such a thing in his capacity, "Then the big shopkeeper means..."
Han Junting said: "According to my guess, Baxiang's grabbing the sword this time is indeed Ling Baiyi's intention. He was inferior to Gu Feiyang in the ranking match back then, so he will definitely be interested in Gu Feiyang's relics. But with his status, How could you be ashamed to make a move? That's why I sent my men down to grab the sword."
Granny Sunflower said with a solemn expression: "Even so, since Ling Baiyi is interested in this item, the shopkeeper should consider holding back and avoid confronting this person head-on."
Han Junting smiled and said: "Grandma is worrying too much. With the pride of being titled Emperor Wu, she will not do it herself. Even if he shows his face and really robs, he will never kill me."
Granny Sunflower's expression changed several times, and she said, "It's better to be more cautious."
Han Junting smiled and said: "As long as Ling Baiyi doesn't make a move, I'm very sure that I can get this sword. Let them hide first, and let's just sit and watch the battle between Li Yunxiao and Qin Chuan and Zhou Chu."
Grandma Sunflower turned her face slightly, nodded and said, "I hope Li Yunxiao can save his life, otherwise Yimu Hualing is very likely to be lost."
Han Junting smiled and said nothing, as if she didn't care about foreign affairs anymore, she picked up a jade slip and read it carefully.
Outside the south city of Xinyan City, a dark cloud flew thousands of miles away, and after a cup of tea, it stopped in a desolate place hundreds of miles away.
The dark clouds scattered with a "bang", and a ray of light fell, transforming into several figures.
Yang Tianhao smiled and said, "Just choose this place, what do you think of Master Yunxiao?"
Li Yunxiao glanced around, there was nothing unusual, nodded and said: "Yes."
Yang Tianhao said: "Okay, you are really courageous. As long as you can survive half an hour under this seat, this seat will turn around and leave!" He raised his right hand, and a ray of light shot out, turning into a giant figure not far away. Zhang's time hourglass.
This hourglass is completely condensed by the light body, and it is in a trance. The fine sand in it is also countless dots of golden light. The moment it takes shape, it starts to flow down.
"This seat is impolite!"
Yang Tianhao's complexion sank, a surging aura rippling from his body, he clenched his fists suddenly, the space around him seemed to be bombarded by a giant hammer, and "bang bang bang" scattered in all directions.
Not only the air exploded directly under his aura, but even the space became blurred, and his figure was almost invisible.
In the distance, Yang Mu and other five people stared intently.
One of the warriors said: "Do you think there is any suspense in this bet?"
One person said: "There should be no suspense. Although Li Yunxiao's name is great, it is impossible for him to survive half an hour in the hands of the suzerain."
The man nodded and said: "One star and one day, although it is not absolutely impossible to cross, but the comprehensive accumulation required for every one star challenge is unimaginable, and the higher you go, the more difficult it is."
Another person said: "Exactly, but how long Li Yunxiao can last, this battle is still interesting."
One person laughed and said, "Lord Yangmu, I don't know what to think? If Li Yunxiao loses, will the suzerain kill him?"
The rest of the people trembled in their hearts and pricked up their ears to listen.
Although Yang Mu's strength is on par with theirs, but his identity is the chief steward of the Tianying Temple, and his status is much higher.
Yang Muning said: "I can't guess what the suzerain is thinking, but most likely he will let him go. After all, killing him is not good for the Tianying Temple, and may even cause trouble. This Li Yunxiao is indeed powerful, but he is too young It's too arrogant, let the suzerain kill his evil spirit."
The four of them kept nodding, thinking the same way.
On the distant land, Yang Tianhao's body was full of dust, and the space was reversed. He couldn't see the figure at all, only a vast and surging power, and a strange and unpredictable feeling.
"Phantom fists are like the sea!"
A deep shout sounded, and the whole world shook.
Li Yunxiao only felt that the world was turned upside down and the surrounding environment changed completely. It was no longer a barren land, but an obscure space.
My body is also swaying under the shaking of this space, like a flat boat in the waves.
"What? The suzerain thinks highly of him too much, doesn't he? It's a phantom fist!"
A warrior was shocked suddenly.
The other person was also stunned for a while, and said in a daze: "In this way, the outcome will be judged. The suzerain made a condition of half an hour, I thought he wanted to have fun."
Yang Mu also frowned, and remained silent.
Li Yunxiao's face is extremely solemn. This world of fists is like the world of swords. It is the extreme comprehension of martial arts by warriors. They have extended from the realm of "skill" to the realm of "Tao". Space is a sea of its own.
This boxing space is Yang Tianhao's comprehension of boxing.
Li Yunxiao embraced Yuan Shouyi, his demeanor remained unchanged. He knew that the more this time, the less chaos.
"So calm!"
There was a sound of admiration or sarcasm from the sea of fists, and then the golden light flickered all around, and the space was suddenly compressed, as if a punch had exploded the air, and "boomed" down!
Li Yunxiao moved in an instant, a sword energy suddenly burst out in his hand, flowing like water and cold light, the boundless sharpness gathered into a sword light, stabbing towards the shadow of the fist calmly.
Ripples swayed around the sword light, spreading out in the sea of fists.
"boom!"
The sword energy touched the shadow of the fist and exploded suddenly.
But it didn't have the destructive power as imagined. With a slight swing of the sea of fists, the sword light was instantly wiped out.
Li Yunxiao's pupils shrank suddenly, and he realized that he had still underestimated the opponent. Within this sea of fists, unless the opponent's martial intent was broken, there was no way he could escape.
After the sword light was extinguished, the fist intent flew down into the sky, like huge waves in the ocean, layer upon layer, hitting from all directions, trying to capsize his small boat.
Li Yunxiao performed magic tricks with one hand.
Circles of magic lines appeared on the skin in an instant, and at the same time, a light flashed between the eyebrows, the magic sky armor suddenly pierced on the body, a force of enchantment spread out, and the magic element shielded the body, blocking the monstrous fist power!
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"
There were no fist shadows around his body, but he was continuously punched with fist marks, all of which were bombarded on the armor barrier, shaking the space densely with explosions.
Every time a fist mark appeared, there were black patterns all over the sky, flying colorfully.
Li Yunxiao didn't dare to display the indestructible golden body directly, so he could only use the battle suit to protect his body, the energy and blood in his body being blasted by the wave-like punch.
But he still stands still, like a nail in the middle of a sea of nails!
"What? Am I blind?"
The eyeballs of several people in the distance stared out, staring in horror, and one of them even screamed, "What kind of skill is this? It can actually hold the Suzerain's Illusory Fist?!"
Yang Mu was also extremely shocked, and said: "The black air is like a demonic energy that devours everything. It is said that there have been demon cultivators since ancient times, but they are very rare. I never imagined that he would be!"
One person still couldn't believe it, and asked in surprise: "Is the magic skill really so powerful?"
Yang Mu pondered for a while, and said: "There are many legends about the devil's energy, but it's not so powerful. I think the key to him is that weird battle suit, and the Suzerain didn't do his best, so he can hold one or two. "
"Huh?"
Yang Tianhao's voice also sounded in the sea of fists, obviously curious and shocked, and then it turned into laughter, "Haha, interesting! Let's see how much power you can block my punch?!"