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Yang Yu no longer knows what to say...

The woman looked around and lost interest in a blink of an eye. She was about to leave, but suddenly someone came from a distance.

"I heard for a long time that the saint of Xiaoyao Sect is the best in the world. I guess this position is a contemporary saint!" A faint voice came from a distance.

Hua Tiangong was stunned: "Ip Manxian!"

"What, this sound is Ye Wenxian." Yang Yu also showed curiosity, and some of the warriors around him felt it was more inexplicable.

"Damn it, I don't even know that such a big thing happened at all. Even the saint of the Xiaoyao Holy Sect has entered the world." Hua Tiangong was extremely depressed.

"Xiaoyao Holy Sect, why haven't I heard of it?" Yang Yu became surprised.

"It's not just amazing!" A trace of solemnity appeared on Hua Tiangong's face, "Xiaoyao Holy Sect is a martial arts holy land, and even the sacrificial academy cannot compare with it. This kind of sect can trace the origin of civilization at the time of existence, and its strength is terrifying. The sects form their own cave heaven. If they are not born, no one can find where they are."

"What, it's more terrifying than the sacrificial courtyard?" Yang Yu was stunned.

"Can there be any falsehood? Is it true that I see the Saint of Xiaoyao in front of me? According to records, after each generation of Saint of Xiaoyao becomes a god-level warrior, they must go out to go through tribulation. If you want to become a saint, you must become a god-level warrior before the age of thirty, which means that the Saint of Xiaoyao in front of me is less than thirty years old." Hua Tian's words are not astonishing as he dies.

Yang Yu could not imagine that a god-level warrior who was less than 30 years old could be a genius in the martial arts world before he was 60 years old. So what is this thirty years old? It's too terrifying.

Yang Yu wanted to ask something more, but Hua Tiangong raised his fingers: "What do you mean by waiting for a while? Ye Wenxian has arrived."

Look.

A man had already arrived in front of him. He was more than 1.8 meters tall, holding a sword in his hand, wearing a blue dress, long hair, elegant face, and was harsh in the wind, like a fairy god who had attained enlightenment. When he appeared, his eyes around him were separated halfway.

"Who are you?" Saint Xiaoyao was very strange.

"Ye Wenxian, ask the immortal with one sword." Ye Wenxian said lightly, "I have heard that the Saint Xiaoyao is so beautiful in the world for a long time, and have cultivated the supreme skills of the true teachings of the Saint Xiaoyao Sect. Come and learn one or two of them."

To be honest, it is a challenge.

The news that Ye Wenxian wants to challenge the Saint Xiaoyao is absolutely explosive, and many people will wait and see, even Hua Tiangong has brightened his eyes.

"Learn, you can." The Saint of Xiaoyao did not hesitate at all, "I, Xiaoyao Holy Sect, are not afraid of any challenges, you can do it."

When Ye Wenxian heard this, his expression remained unchanged: "Okay, Three Swords, I will only ask for the Three Swords."

The Saint Xiaoyao made a move with a hand, and his figure slowly reached the sea.

Ip Manxian followed closely behind and also arrived at the sea.

"Occursed." Ip Manxian first made a move.

The sword came out and a dragon roar sounded.

Everyone around was shocked. This sound shocked people. Without looking at the sword technique, it was just that this sound could already intimidate all directions.

"Sad God!"

A silver light was like a rainbow that broke through the heaven and earth, like a dragon soaring out of the sea. Looking closely, it was a water dragon condensed by the sea. I don’t know how many water dragons were, and they were dancing their claws, like demons dancing around, and the heaven and earth were mourning for it.

"roar!"

There seemed to be a roar, and thousands of water dragons swept away.

When the Saint Xiaoyao saw this, his hand slowly moved. Countless blue auras flew out, and the surrounding sea water surged up. A huge devouring giant beast appeared. The giant beast opened its mouth and sucked it, and the water dragon was swallowed.

"hold head high!"

The giant beast swallowed the water dragon, and its remaining power continued to decrease. Gradually, the terrain became more solid. Both feet stepped out of the sea, and then jumped toward Ye Wenxian.

"Two swords, please compassion!"

Hua Tiangong's body rotated, his sword flew out, and it rolled up directly. A huge storm swept towards the giant beast. The giant beast let out a roar, but it was quickly shattered by the storm, and finally fell like a waterfall.

The sea surface vibrates.

When the Saint of Xiaoyao saw the giant beast being destroyed, she held the sky with one palm, and countless airflows in the surrounding sky began to condense. The warriors watching the battle could even clearly feel the thinness of the air.

The spiritual energy gathered, and a huge palm shadow gradually appeared in the air. The palm shadow fell downwards, and he held the storm in his hand, and then kept pressing, trying to completely crush the storm.

"I still want to resist!" The Saint Xiaoyao shouted softly, the storm was completely divided, and water vapor was everywhere around.

The sea is far away.

"Ahem!" Ye Wenxian vomited blood, "Awesome, so awesome. I think I just touched the threshold for entry into the world, and you have entered the hall. The Xiaoyao Holy Sect is indeed well-known."

"You have a third sword, do you want to try it?" Saint Xiaoyao just asked.

"No need, I'll admit defeat." After I said that, I dragged my sword, turned my head and left.

Many warriors around were stunned, and Yang Yu didn't know what to say. Such a terrifying battle, even if Dugu Qiubai used the same strength, he might not be able to do it. Is this a fucking god-level warrior?

And Ip Manxian, is he really just a heaven-level warrior?

"Ip Manxian has made a breakthrough. He should be a god-level warrior who has just broken through. However, this Saint of Xiaoyao is even more powerful and can't be compared." Hua Tiangong murmured to himself.

"Ip Manxian actually broke through, but is the battle of god-level warriors so terrifying?" Yang Yu still couldn't believe it.

When Hua Tiangong heard this, he nodded solemnly: "The powerful god-level warriors are more terrifying than you think. Everyone in the martial arts world knows that god-level warriors must be superb, but in the martial arts world now, not many people can be superb."

Yang Yu heard the four words "Exciting" again.

If you are tragic, then any move can turn decay into magic. You have got rid of the limitations of moves, but what about the transformation?

Yang Yu didn't understand it very much at first, but now he seems to understand it a little.

"Their battle just now was actually all about controlling the world around them. This is no longer a means that ordinary god-level warriors should have. At present, only holy-level warriors can control the world around them as they please." Hua Tiangong thought for a while.

How difficult is it to control the world?

"Is Yeh Wenxian broke through so quickly, and I just entered the demigod realm and wanted to challenge him. It seems that there is no need to compare. The gap is getting bigger and bigger." Hua Tiangong sighed.

Perhaps in the eyes of others, Huatiangong is already very powerful, but unfortunately, Huatiangong is indeed much worse than Ye Wenxian.

"Now the gap between me and Ye Wenxian is already a big gap. In the next three years, I will definitely break through to a god-level warrior." Hua Tiangong made up his mind.

"Since you have decided to break through to the god-level warrior within three years, I will work hard, and I can't fight slowly than you." Yang Yu seemed to be talking to Hua Tiangong, and also seemed to be talking to himself.

Hua Tiangong glared at Yang Yu, not saying anything.

"By the way, Hua Tiangong, you interrupted me just now. Are you going to make up for me now? I'm quite curious about what happened to the Xiaoyao Holy Sect?" Yang Yu then began to think of it.

"Xiaoyao Holy Sect, do you know how to be called the Holy Sect?" Hua Tiangong looked at Yang Yu, and a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes.

"How could I know?" Yang Yu was speechless. If he knew, he would not have asked Hua Tiangong.

"The so-called holy sect is beyond the world and has disdained the struggles in the martial arts world. The most important thing is that it can form its own cave and not be bound by the outside world. There are three sacred sects in the martial arts world, but the most famous one is the Xiaoyao Holy sect. The other two holy sects have not had any news about them for at least a thousand years. I wonder if they are still there." Hua Tian Gongdao.

"So this is the Holy Sect, it's really amazing. It seems that this is my goal." Yang Yu murmured to himself, but after thinking about it, it seemed that he couldn't do the above. Because the Haotian Sect would definitely have many disciples in the future, it was impossible to surpass the world. In the secular world, there would be fighting. As for the most critical self-formed cave heaven, he didn't understand what it meant at all.

"Okay, go back." Yang Yu said, not planning to stay here.

"If you go back by yourself, I won't go back. Before I can break through to the god-level warrior with all my strength, I have to relax for a few days." Hua Tiangong said something that made Yang Yu speechless.

"You are awesome!" Yang Yu had to give a thumbs up.

This time I went down the mountain, not only did I meet Ye Wenxian, but also a wonderful saint. The harvest seemed to be very good.

Back at Daqing Mountain, Yang Yu felt that he had to practice well. Standing in front of the cliff of Daqing Mountain, Yang Yu looked at the sea in the distance, and suddenly a white figure appeared in his sight.

"It's her." Yang Yu was stunned.

He was very familiar with this charming figure. He was definitely the saint of freedom, but he just didn't know why she was here.

On the sea, she stood quietly, and the surrounding world seemed to be merged with her. Yang Yu just looked at it, as if this was the most beautiful picture.

The sky slowly darkened, and the sea was covered with stars, but she stood still without moving, and Yang Yu carefully realized that he could feel a lot of spiritual energy rushing towards the Saint of Freedom, as if these spiritual energy had received the woman's order.

Without disturbing the woman, Yang Yu returned to the back hall.

The next morning, Yang Yu arrived in front of the cliff again.

The rising sun rose in the distance, and the first ray of sunlight shone on the sea surface. A red roar appeared in the sea water. In the distance, Yang Yu saw the white figure again.

She was like a stone statue in the sea.

Yang Yu didn't say anything, looked at it, and began to practice his skills.

In the space, the spiritual energy was attracted by Yang Yu. The purple true energy came without rejecting it. The spiritual energy that entered Yang Yu's body was quickly refined.
Chapter completed!