Vol 2 Chapter 1488: Young Master Muyang, fight

The golden armor warrior said impatiently.
Xu Zimo frowned slightly, then frowned, and asked, "To be honest, who is going to see me?"
"You'll know when you go," the golden armor warrior replied.
"Sure enough, it seems that you lied to me," Xu Zimo said.
"So what," the golden armor warrior snorted coldly.
But as soon as his voice fell, Xu Zimo's figure had already risen.
He directly pinched the opponent's neck with one hand, and the powerful force directly slammed the opponent's head against the wall next to him.
The walls are broken, like tofu.
The figure of the golden armored warrior was also embedded in the wall, and blood flowed out.
The golden armor warrior didn't seem to react yet.
Someone dared to do it themselves in the Temple of the Sun.
This can be said to be ground breaking on Tai Sui's head.
"You want to die," the golden armor warrior said furiously.
However, when his voice fell, Xu Zimo slammed it again.
Just listen to the sound of "boom".
Like a strong wind, his fist fell heavily on the face of the golden armored warrior.
The golden armor on his body was shattered, revealing his face.
"Let's talk, who is looking for me," Xu Zimo replied.
"I won't tell you, you are dead," the golden armor warrior's eyes were spiteful.
"I'm not going to die, I guess you won't see it, but you will definitely die," Xu Zimo sneered.
He slapped it again.
This palm has a strong sense of oppression, the kind that intends to make the other party die with one palm.
"Wait a minute," the golden armor warrior also panicked, and hurriedly shouted.
"What?" Xu Zimo smiled.
"Counseled?"
"I'm telling you, you let me go," the golden armor warrior said.
"Okay," Xu Zimo nodded.
"It's Young Master Muyang," the Golden Armored Warrior replied.
"I originally reported to the saint, but instead of seeing the saint, he was stopped by Young Master Muyang outside.
After he heard about it, let me take you to see him. "
"What is Young Master Muyang?" Xu Zimo asked.
"He is the Young Master of our Sun Temple, equal to the status of the saint." The golden armor warrior replied.
"What did he see me for?" Xu Zimo asked suspiciously.
I don't seem to know each other.
"I don't know this, but the Young Master must have his thoughts," the golden armor warrior replied.
"Well, I have said everything I should say now, you let me go."
"Sorry, I regretted it," Xu Zimo smiled.
He directly squeezed the golden armored warrior's neck, and extinguished the ashes burned by the opponent with a fire.
In fact, from the moment the other party lied to him, he was doomed to death.
Xu Zimo looked towards the front, he thought he would meet this Young Master Muyang.
He walked forward alone, and the flames around him changed from the original golden color to golden red.
In the end, Xu Zimo's figure stopped in front of a lake.
The whole lake is golden.
The sparkling waves seemed to refract a sun in the void.
In front of the lake, is a thatched house.
In front of the thatched house, a young man wearing a linen gown was sitting by the lake, holding a fishing rod and fishing on the lake.
"Young Master Muyang?" Xu Zimo asked.
"What are you looking for Qinger for?" the young man asked, focusing on fishing.
The Qing'er in his mouth should be Murong Qing.
"Acquaintances recount the past, I don't need to report to you," Xu Zimo said.
"Qing'er has been chanting a person's name ever since he returned from Nie Moyu."
Young Master Muyang said: "If I expected it to be right, you are the one she knew in Nie Moyu."
"You have a lot of nonsense, just say whatever you want," Xu Zimo replied.
"Qing'er and I have been childhood sweethearts since I was a child, and I have had a marriage contract with her.
So remind you to stay away from her," Master Muyang replied.
Xu Zimo shook his head and laughed.
"It seems that Murong Qing doesn't like you, otherwise you wouldn't find a sense of presence in this kind of thing."
"What are you talking about?" The fishing rod in the young man's hand broke directly, and he slowly stood up from the ground.
He is very powerful all over.
As if the storm was gathering.
Of course, the strongest thing is the flame on the surface of his body, really like the sun, burning everything with indescribable high temperature.
The golden-red flames were rioting.
"I said, you can only look for presence here," Xu Zimo repeated.
"It seems that you are not afraid of me. Believe it or not, I can cancel your quota to enter the Land of Origin?" Young Master Muyang said.
He is the Young Master of the Temple of the Sun, and there is a certain amount of gold in his words.
"Then believe it or not, I can make all of you Huo Clan kneel and call my father?" Xu Zimo asked.
He holds the stream of water in his hand.
This is something that can make up for the flaws of the Huo Clan and allow them to reach a higher peak.
It is no exaggeration to say that the people of the fire race, if they want to go higher, they must need the flow of ten thousand waters.
And Xu Zimo is the father of all their fire races.
Young Master Muyang let out a cold snort and directly reached out to grab Zimo.
In that faint, the aura that exudes is suddenly strong and weak.
It seems to be maintained between Half Saint and the peak of the Great Emperor.
"It looks like you haven't broken through even Half Saint," Xu Zimo shook his head disappointedly.
"It's enough to cut you," Young Master Mu Yang shouted angrily.
When he grabbed it with big hands, the Ba Ying behind Xu Zimo pulled out with a knife.
The violent sword intent directly chopped his palm in half.
"Kill," Xu Zimo said softly.
Ba Ying turned thousands of sword auras, and was constantly agitated in the void.
The void shattered and surrounded Young Master Muyang.
The other party kept breaking the blade intent.
But before he had time to take care of it, Xu Zimo kicked it directly.
The big footprints were on the opponent's chest, and Young Master Muyang's figure fell into the lake.
Young Master Muyang stood up from the embarrassed lake, his whole body already wet.
The breath on his body is weaker.
It seems to have stabilized at the peak of the emperor.
"If it wasn't for me to hit the realm during this time, I would definitely fight you to the death," Young Master Mu Yang said angrily.
After all, we have to go to the place of origin.
He hopes to make his strength stronger, so he wants to enter the semi-sage level.
"I will accompany you at any time, but you have missed my business, how do you calculate this bill?" Xu Zimo asked.
"What do you want?
Don't forget, this is the Temple of the Sun," Young Master Muyang snorted coldly.
This is his site, UU reading www. He is the Young Master of the Sun Temple.
So he believed that Xu Zimo would not mess around.
"I am, I never follow the rules," Xu Zimo deceived him directly.
He said that he killed it.
Ba Ying hovered above his head, endless sword intent gushing out.
Young Master Muyang wanted to defend, but it was too late.
A strong sense of oppression struck again.
Xu Zimo's speed was as fast as lightning, and once again hit Young Master Mu Yang, kicking the opponent out.
"Damn it," Young Master Muyang was a little disheveled, furious.
Behind him, his fate appeared.
A golden sun was shining out.
The sun seems to swallow everything.