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Chapter 290 I am really Yan Emperor Xiao Yan!

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    "Leave you for dinner?"

    The old man was taken aback for a moment, then he sneered and said, "Are you just daydreaming!"

    Xiao Yan was not angry either, and smiled lazily: "Since you didn't keep me for dinner, then why did you ask me to stop you?"

    "What are you doing?" The old man sneered, "Let me introduce myself, this deity is the sixth generation Holy Lord of Qinglin Dojo, Wanyue!"

    At this time, another white-robed old man also said indifferently: "Old man Yaoguang Tianmen's eighth-generation Holy Master, Wuying!"

    "Sky Sword Dynasty, Yuan Qiu!" The old man standing beside Ling Cangjian walked out slowly.

    Ling Cangjian looked at Xiao Yan with a sneer, and then stepped forward.

    And at this moment, Xiao Yan waved his hand suddenly, "You don't need to introduce, the emperor is interested in knowing if the strength is too weak."

    Ling Cangjian's smile froze, and soon his face gradually darkened, and he stared at Xiao Yan firmly.

    However, Xiao Yan seemed to really not take him seriously, and turned his head directly, looking at Qin Shengyan in the distance, "You are a little stronger than him."

    After finishing speaking, regardless of Ling Cangjian's ugly face, Xiao Yan asked with a smile: "What about you? Which dynasty are you from?"

    The eyes of the old man behind Qin Shengyan narrowed slightly, but at this moment, Qin Shengyan waved his hand suddenly, took a step back, and said, "I am the King of Great Qin. If you beat you, I, Great Qin, will not participate!"

    After finishing speaking, he took the old man back for a certain distance, but he did not leave, and looked at Xiao Yan with flickering eyes.

    Seeing Daqin's people retreat, the three major forces didn't care, their goal was only Xiao Yan, and they didn't expect Daqin's people to help them.

    With the strength of the three of them, can't they still win a small cultivator in the tribulation period?

    As for the middle-aged man in the black robe behind Xiao Yan, although he had a deep breath, he didn't show his aura, so everyone couldn't see his strength, but they didn't take it seriously either.

    Even an Eight Tribulations Sanxian, they can kill him!

    The atmosphere in the sky became more and more tense, and terrifying coercion filled the void, making people breathless.

    But at this moment, a furious voice suddenly sounded from below: "You guys have to move away, don't be in my Dawu Palace!"

    Hearing this, everyone's eyes suddenly turned cold, and they lowered their heads at the same time, turning to the source of the sound.

    On the ground, Zhang Tianlan looked at them coldly with an angry face, his breath fluctuating like a raging lion.

    Seeing this scene, Holy Master Wanyue of Qinglin Dojo narrowed his eyes, "Zhang Tianlan, we are not the ones who destroyed your Great Martial Imperial City, please be careful with what you say!"

    "roll!"

    Boom!

    As soon as the voice fell, Zhang Tianlan's aura exploded, and a furious aura spread throughout the void.

    Not only that, Zhang Tianlan made a casual move, and the Luck Golden Dragon rushed out from the ground again, gradually merging towards Zhang Tianlan's body.

    At this moment, Zhang Tianlan's black hair suddenly turned white at a speed visible to the naked eye.

    And his whole person's aura instantly rushed forward.

    In the twinkling of an eye, he faintly caught up with Holy Master Wanyue and the others, and they are still rising gradually!

    The terrifying momentum made the void start to vibrate!

    Seeing this scene, everyone's expressions changed!

    "What a madman!"

    Holy Master Wanyue's face was ugly, he cursed, and then his figure flashed, and he appeared in the void thousands of meters away in an instant, looking at Xiao Yan, "Get over here and die!"

    Following the departure of the Holy Lord of the Crescent Moon, everyone looked at Zhang Tianlan, who was furious below. The corners of their mouths twitched, and then their bodies moved slightly, and they also left the sky above the Dawu Dynasty.

    Perhaps this piece of Tianlan was hit too hard today, and his brain was burnt out.

    If he fights alone, no one is afraid of him, but at this moment, he is like a lunatic, and he will directly use his body to resist the dragon at every turn, and will not hesitate to burn his life energy to improve his strength.

    At this time, everyone is unwilling to provoke him anymore, otherwise this lunatic will really go crazy, and if he desperately wants to pull someone back, I'm afraid no one will be able to please him!

    For a moment, everyone took a stand.

    Only Xiao Yan and the black-robed middle-aged puppet remained in place.

    Just at this moment, Zhang Tianlan's cold gaze shot towards Xiao Yan, the purpose was self-evident.

    After carefully looking at Zhang Tianlan for a moment, Xiao Yan suddenly gave him a thumbs up, and praised: "It's a wolf!"

    After finishing speaking, he ignored Zhang Tianlan, turned his gaze to the Holy Master Wanyue and the others in the distance,The cold light gradually lingers.

    "Shua!"

    The next moment, Xiao Yan's figure moved, and he shot directly towards the void, followed by the middle-aged puppet.

    Seeing this, Zhang Tianlan breathed a sigh of relief, his whole body stagnated, and the golden dragon of luck left his body and fell into the underground of the palace again.

    He stared fixedly at a group of figures in the distant sky, clenched his fists tightly.

    In fact, Zhang Tianlan didn't want to kill Xiao Yan with his own hands. After all, before the Dawu Dynasty, many of the powerful Zunyuan who went to the Jingjue Ancient Country were killed by Daxia's people.

    But he knew that the Great Wu Dynasty at this moment could no longer bear the toss.

    The two Loose Immortals of the Six Tribulations in Zunyuan fell, and even the Golden Dragon of Luck was severely injured. He dared not take any more risks.

    Not to mention doing it yourself, let these people fight on top of Dawu. With so many Eight Tribulations Loose Immortals, if any aftermath falls, Dawu Imperial City will be affected and destroyed!

    That's why he acted so strong, even at the expense of offending the three major forces of Qinglin Dojo, Yaoguang Tianmen and Tianjian Dynasty.

    "Ye Qingge! Great Xia Dynasty! Chiyao Sword Immortal!"

    Zhang Tianlan gritted his teeth tightly and growled word by word in his heart.

    That's all for the Great Xia Dynasty, the two sides have long had grievances.

    But today because of Ye Qingge's incident, he even hated Chiyao Sword Immortal who came to help him!

    I have to say, what a fucking talent!

    Of course, maybe it was true that he was hit too hard, which made him a little delirious

    However, no one paid any attention to him at this time.

    In the distant sky, people from the three major forces, including the Holy Lord of the Crescent Moon, lined up, staring coldly at the two of Xiao Yan who were gradually approaching from the sky.

    Including Si Kongye and the other seven sons of Qinglin, there are a total of eleven strong men, among which the weakest Sword Emperor Ling Cangjian is at the peak of Mahayana!

    In another void, Great Qin King Qin Shengyan and the Eight Tribulations Sanxian beside him stood in mid-air, watching this scene with great interest.

    Boom!

    Seeing Xiao Yan's arrival, the Shadowless Holy Master of Shaking Light Tianmen stepped forward suddenly, and a terrifying aura erupted from him, firmly locked on Xiao Yan's body.

    "I heard that in the ancient country of Jingjue, you were the one who blasted the body of Holy Sword Thirteen with one punch?"

    The Shadowless Holy Master glanced around Xiao Yan, and said coldly: "You are only a mere eighth-level cultivator, how can you blow up the body of Holy Sword Thirteen? Tell me! Did you use some shady means?  ?!"

    Hearing this, the eyes of Holy Master Waning Moon, Yuan Qiu and Ling Cangjian from Tianjian Dynasty also shifted to Xiao Yan, their eyes full of suspicion.

    After their people went back, they also said that the reason why the ancient Jingjue country was able to stop them and let Ye Qingge go through the disaster with peace of mind was because of the people of the Great Xia Dynasty.

    Especially the Yan Emperor Xiao Yan, who appeared last, was powerful. He not only beheaded the two Seven Tribulations Loose Immortals of Nanzhao Kingdom, but also blasted the body of the Holy Sword Thirteen of Yaoguang Tianmen with one punch.

    With such strength, either the cultivation base is extremely strong, at least the Eight Tribulations Sanxian must be the ultimate, or some shady means are used.

    But he only has the cultivation base of the eighth level of tribulation, even if he uses a magic weapon or some secret method to improve his cultivation base, it is impossible to fight across so many realms!

    Even in the case of his sneak attack!

    What's more, that is the Thirteenth Holy Sword, and he is not weak among the Eight Tribulations Sanxian, but he can't even block his mere punch?

    Did he hide his cultivation?

    Or, he is not that Yandi Xiao Yan at all?

    "Well¡­¡­"

    Seeing everyone's suspicious eyes, Xiao Yan's face froze slightly, and the corner of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

    Immediately, he looked at everyone, and said seriously: "I am really Yan Emperor Xiao Yan, the body of that holy sword thirteen was blown up by me, really!"

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