The Martial Saint Conference takes place once a thousand years.
After every thousand years, capable people will emerge in large numbers and holy stars will shine.
Saints from all the giants and forces were born one after another, and even some saints who had never escaped from the world came out of the mountains and swamps to compete for the title of "Martial Saint" that only happened once in a thousand years.
The Martial Saint represents the king among saints. All of them have the ability to fight beyond the level. They are invincible and powerful beings among saints.
As long as you have the title of "Martial Saint", you can walk sideways in the extraordinary world, and you can get the respect of any force and greet you respectfully. Even the strong men in the Yuyue realm will think highly of you.
Over the years, as long as those martial saints do not die, they will enter the Jade Moon realm.
This time, the Martial Saint Conference will be held in an ancient battlefield, which is located in the smallest realm of the extraordinary world, called the "End Realm".
The end world is a realm located in the center of the extraordinary world. It is an extremely magical realm. It only covers an area the size of a city. But in fact, there are layers of space inside it, and there are other universes. It is called a realm that connects other realms.
This world is an ancient battlefield. What remains after the human world was shattered is filled with dangers that no ordinary creature can stay in.
This time, the Martial Saint Conference enters the ancient battlefield to determine the last 10,000 Martial Saints. There is only one requirement, and that is whoever stays in the last 10,000 Martial Saints will be the Martial Saint. The longer he stays, the higher his ranking will be.
Some people may be thinking that as long as they find a place to hide and hide until the war is over, wouldn't they be able to gain the title of leader
If you think so, you are totally wrong.
There are some terrifying creatures left in this ancient battlefield. There are some relics, ancient species, and even some extremely bloodthirsty creatures. No matter where they hide, they will appear. No one can escape their detection.
After Shensuan Tower and many forces jointly initiated the rules of this Martial Saint Conference, many saints who could enter the Martial Saint Conference and choose them rushed towards the end.
There are chariots flying high in the sky, warships swooping, and shuttles flying around. The flags of some forces are waving, and some strong men are releasing powerful momentum, forming a scene of great momentum.
Saints from different realms are all on their way at full speed.
On the way, some saints inevitably collided, and many bloody incidents occurred before they reached the end.
If you can reduce some opponents on the road, why not
On the Yang family's side, Yang Wu and his party also set out.
The Yang family used a battleship, and all the saints who could participate in the Martial Saint Conference traveled on this battleship.
Yang Wu, Yang Zhennan, Yang Ba and others were all on the battleship. In addition, Nannan and Yang Zaisheng were also there. They wanted to act privately, but they were scolded by Yang Wu before they followed honestly.
They are not afraid of heaven or earth, but they are afraid of Yang Wu.
In their eyes, only Yang Wu could suppress them.
Nannan has fully grown up. She is dressed in silver clothes, with a cloak hanging on her back, and carries two swords on her back. She is like a heroine, very heroic, and her beautiful face is filled with a hint of evil. It's fascinating.
Next to her, Yang Zaisheng still looks like he did ten years ago. He looks like a five or six-year-old child no matter what. He is holding a greasy chicken leg in his hand and eating it in big mouthfuls. He has no image at all.
Ten years have passed, and he has not recovered the memory of his previous life. The ban imposed on him by Yang Wu has not been completely lifted, but his physical strength has become astonishingly abnormal.
Yang Wu and his party hurried on at full speed, and met other saints on the road. Some saints recognized the Yang family's warships and gave way to them. Some saints did not care. The extraordinary world is so big that there are many saints who do not care. Afraid of people from the Yang family.
Suddenly, Nannan exclaimed: "Brother Zai, look at it. The guy over there is riding a strange beast. It looks like a pig. And the guy over there is carrying something on his back, like a beggar begging." Same… "
While eating the chicken legs, Yang Zaisheng nodded repeatedly and said, "Sister is right, these guys are really good at pretending. If my sister's real dragon changes into the sky, I'm sure I can scare the shit out of them."
"Good idea, Uncle Long, change it for me." Nannan smiled knowingly, and then shouted to the majestic middle-aged man beside her.
The middle-aged man rushed out in an instant and turned into a majestic five-clawed dragon. A dragon roar sounded: "Roar!"
The saints nearby were all frightened, especially their mounts, which were frightened and fell from the sky one after another.
"What a... real dragon, oh my god, run away."
"It's the little witch's mount. It's a god-level dragon. It scared the baby to death."
"It...it's coming to me, help me, help me, it's killing me."
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All the saints within a few miles around were in a panic, and no one dared to go side by side with the Yang family's warships.
Yang Wu looked at Nannan and said, "No nonsense."
Nannan stuck out her tongue at Yang Wu, and then summoned the real dragon back.
"Don't be so ostentatious in the future. There are still many big shots in this world that we can't afford to offend." Yang Wu reminded Nannan.
"I know, I won't do it again." Nannan responded honestly.
Yang Zaisheng said from the side: "Those who cannot be provoked are old monsters who have never been born. There is nothing to be afraid of."
"You are looking down on everyone in the world. Maybe there are people as big as you and better than you." Yang Wu said angrily.
"Haha, young master, I am so beautiful. If anyone can compare with me, it is really overestimating one's abilities." Yang Zaisheng laughed wildly.
Just after his voice fell, a lazy voice rang out: "You little brat, you don't know how to blush."
"Who, who dares to say that I will teach you how to be a good person." Yang Zaisheng looked around.
The sound was so ethereal that no one could detect it.
Only Yang Wu present could barely capture the direction of the sound. He looked up and saw a child as old as Yang Zaisheng lying on a magic cloud. The child simply wore a short coat and his mouth was open. There is a weed in its mouth, its legs are crossed, and there are two diamond rings on its legs and wrists. It looks very cute and impressive.
When Yang Wu saw the child, his heart beat inexplicably much faster, and his blood began to boil. The feeling of the same origin was calling, and he had an inexplicable close connection with the child.
"He..." Yang Wu's eyes wiped away the surprise, and his mood became inexplicably excited.
The only people who can make him have this kind of reaction can be influenced by those who are blood relatives.
Yang Zhennan also had a strange feeling, but it was not as strong as Yang Wu.
"Why is this child so similar to Wu'er when he was a child?" Yang Zhennan murmured.
"Whose master are you? Why don't you take off your pants to see if your penis has hair?" the child lying in the magic cloud said with disdain.
Yang Zaisheng looked up and saw that a child who looked similar to him dared to laugh at him. He was so angry that he screamed: "Where is this wild child from? How dare you talk about your master? I will flick your cock." A hundred times and over again.”
After that, Yang Zaishan rushed out of the battleship and rushed towards the children in the magic cloud.
The child on the magic cloud said coldly with an evil look in his eyes: "Who are you calling a wild child?"
"Of course it's you." Yang Zaisheng shouted and punched the child.
Yang Zaisheng was not bloodthirsty, and he controlled the force of his strikes very well, fearing that he would kill the child with one punch.
However, the child was not a good person. He jumped out from the magic cloud, punched Yang Zaisheng and shouted: "You are the wild child!"
boom!
The two children fought for the first time, and there was an earth-shattering movement in an instant. The clouds in mid-air collapsed and the space collapsed.
Yang Zaishan held back his hand, but the child opposite did not, and Yang Zaishan was blasted away.
After the child succeeded, his eyes glowed with evil, and he strode towards Yang Zaisheng in the air. He gritted his teeth and said, "I'll beat you to death."
This child is full of murderous intent, and anyone can feel his terrifying murderous intent. Even the top saints feel shuddering.
"Don't hurt my brother." Nannan yelled and wanted to rush out, but Yang Wu held his shoulders and said, "Don't worry, we won't lose like this again."
Sure enough, Yang Zaisheng had bounced back and said with a look of reluctance: "The wild boy has some strength, I am serious this time."
Yang Zaisheng was born as a divine child with amazing strength. After ten years of training, his fighting ability is so amazing that even with only physical strength, he can kill holy creatures with his bare hands.
The two children exchanged blows quickly, with their fists floating and intertwining, and neither one was any weaker than the other.
The people of the Yang family looked at the fight between the two children, with extremely moved expressions on their faces.
The saints who came from a distance also saw this scene, and their jaws almost dropped in shock.
Where did these two children run away with such perverted fighting abilities
It's just the strength of the physical body, and the power of the punch is so overbearing and terrifying, can it still let people live
"Who is this wild kid? How can he be on par with his reborn brother?" Nannan murmured to herself.
"There are many capable people and strangers in the world. He looks young, maybe he is an old monster who has lived for who knows how many years." Yang Zhennan said at the side.
Another sage from the Yang family said: "Yes, it must be like this, so it can be explained clearly."
"We can't be careless in this Martial Saint Conference." Someone else sighed with emotion.
"Is he really my son?" The one with the most complex thoughts was Yang Wu. He guessed that the child in front of him might be his and Hou Youdie's child, otherwise he would not be able to explain the distribution of his body.
The demon species and the divine fetus are born to be mortal enemies. Is this their fateful encounter
Yang Wu felt faintly worried.
"You, a wild boy, have some strength, but you are no match for me."
"Haha, you little brat, watch me kick your ass."
"Wow, little grandpa is really going to get angry."
"Oh, I'll beat you to death!"
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