Chapter 1666: Zhou Tiandi posthumous child

The first thousand six hundred and sixty-six chapter Zhou Tiandi posthumous son
There was a gentle outside the city of Izumo City. The gentle was full of monks. There were still many people who had nowhere to stand, so they had to stand in places that were far away.
Opposite the gentle is a piece of flat land with a bluestone in the middle of the flat land.
A long knife was stuck beside the bluestone.
A young man sat cross-legged on the bluestone, his thick jet-black hair fluttering in the wind.
The young man closed his eyes slightly as if he were calm, ignoring the chaos and noise of the outside world.
"The mentality of Star Master Yang is admirable. It is hard for the old man to imagine. Facing a strong saint king, Star Master Yang is so indifferent. He deserves to be a legend who has seen the universe." An old monk praised.
"Not at all. There are also many powerful people who have entered the universe, and not many have the grace of Star Master Yang. Take the barbaric kings and demon kings who returned to Tianwu a few years ago, but there is no such cultivation level. This tolerance." Another monk retorted.
"That's natural, and don't look at who Young Master Yang is! Stomping the sky will make the Void Realm tremble. I really thought it was blowing!" Ma Jing said triumphantly.
In the eyes of Ma Jing and others, no matter what opponent they face, Yang Shao can easily win.
Dare to challenge Yang Shao, and there is no difference between looking for death.
Many people are also worried for Yang Teng. After all, none of the ancient saints in Tianwu are the opponents of this saint king, Yang Teng can do it!
"Come!" Suddenly a strong pressure came from the void, and someone screamed. With such a strong pressure, it must be the powerful Saint King.
Yang Teng immediately felt the pressure and opened his eyes to look in the direction of the source of the pressure.
Yi floated down from the bluestone, raised his hand and shook Tianhuang Dao tightly.
"Hahaha! I thought you were scared and hid. It seems that I underestimated you, as I am worthy of being a descendant of the Great Emperor Tianhuang, I really have a bit of courage!" A wild laugh came from the void.
The sound was like an explosion of thunder, and the sky reverberated with this sound, and the monks on the gentle felt their hearts dull, and their breathing was a little laborious.
Yang Teng stared at the void, and a monk dressed in purple appeared in the void.
I saw this purple-clothed man holding his hands down, with a proud expression, glanced at Yang Teng on the ground, and then put on an expression of disdain.
This is the man in purple!
Many ancient saints showed their teeth gritted, although the purple-clothed men were merciful, they did not take their lives. It took two or three tricks to defeat them, which is a shame and shame that they will never forget in their lives.
Life can fail.
But the defeat was so straightforward, there was no way to fight back.
The opponent's cultivation realm is only one level higher than them, is the gap that big?
Some powerful people even begin to doubt life. They have cultivated for thousands of years and dream of leaving Tianwu all day long. If the powerful people in the universe are so strong, how can they survive in the universe.
Of course, there are some people who are not convinced, suffocating in their hearts, and want to be angry.
They don't believe it or are reconciled, and are determined to show their strongest side, and they are bound to show off in the universe.
Yang Teng's semi-holy cultivation base dared to challenge this holy king powerhouse, what reason did they give up.
"You said that your master is the emperor, I am very curious, who is your master, the descendant of the emperor, he will not be a shameful son of a quasi emperor, and you dare to say that you are the emperor!"
Yang Teng's contemptuous tone made this saint king powerhouse angry.
Obviously he is the strong, he stands at a higher height, how can it look like Yang Teng is the strong, he is just a challenger.
"Yang Teng! How can the emperor allow you, a yellow-mouthed child, to contempt you! What are you!" The saint king was furious, and the hateful Yang Teng actually put the position so high.
"Then I really want to know, what is your master! Could it be that you don't dare to say your true identity? It's not a fake." Yang Teng laughed: "As everyone knows, the most recent emperor also lives in millions. The strong men a year ago, other great emperors lived longer, how can future generations stay in the world!"
After living for millions of years, I really thought I was the emperor!
Other people also reacted.
Yes, Master Yang asked this question well, that so-called emperor must be a fake!
"Huh! I don't know the so-called things, you won't understand if you say it. The emperor is the posthumous son of Emperor Zhou Tian, ​​you know that Emperor Zhou Tian!" Said the strong saint king proudly.
Emperor Zhou Tian? Yang Teng said he didn't know at all, it was the first time he heard the name Zhou Tiandi.
"Boom!" Void suddenly trembles in the distance.
The Saint King Power seemed to be aware of it, and looked at the location of the tremor. Through divine sense exploration, he did not find any clues.
Yang Teng felt that the tremor of the void might have been caused by Emperor Tianhuang.
It seems that the Emperor Zhou Tian must have been a great figure in the universe, otherwise he would not have heard the name of Emperor Zhou Tian, ​​and Emperor Tianhuang would have reacted.
Since it is a posthumous child, it means that Emperor Zhou Tian has fallen and is not among the ten emperors that Yang Teng has ever seen.
Through the words of this saint king powerhouse, Yang Teng instantly analyzed so many situations, and he was relieved.
The fall of Emperor Zhou Tian is the best. Without the protection of the emperor, Yang Teng really does not regard this emperor as an opponent.
I am afraid that there will be a great emperor, just like him, once a strong enemy appears, the great emperor will certainly not turn a blind eye.
A great emperor who has fallen for millions of years, his posthumous child can turn the sky over!
Yang Teng didn't bother to explore why the emperor could live for millions of years, and smiled at the powerful saint king in front of him: "How old am I to be the emperor, but that's it!"
"He dared to send you such an obscure thing to challenge me, this is not taking me Yang Teng seriously. In that case, let your arrogant master take a good look at how embarrassing his subordinates are!"
Yang Teng raised the Tianhuang Sword in his hand and made a provocative gesture to the opponent.
"Yang Teng! You are dead today! How can my master treat you as an opponent! It is the responsibility of our subordinates to share worries for the master, and today I will get rid of you for the master!" The strong saint king shouted and punched Blast out.
This fellow didn't pay attention to the demeanor of a strong man, and he actually took the first step against the semi-holy monk Yang Teng.
"Shameless! Anyway, he is also a strong saint king, how can he make a move first!" The Tianwu monk cursed.
Yang Teng disagrees, this is different from the competition, there is no need to pay attention to the so-called demeanor, defeating the opponent is the ultimate goal.
"Good come!" Yang Teng groaned, shaking his body, and using the Heavenly Void Promise Step under his feet, he used his body skills to the limit.
He didn't dare to resist the opponent's blow, and the semi-holy cultivation was a hard blow against the holy king, and it was no different from looking for death.
The results of this retreat practice are fully displayed at this moment, and Yang Teng applies the power of the domain and the power of the road to both feet at the same time.
Although this is not an attack killer move, it still shows unmatched strength.
Countless pairs of eyes on the ground stared at Yang Teng, only those strong in the ancient saint realm could see Yang Teng's figure, but it was not clear how Yang Teng escaped the attack of the strong saint.
As for the others, I only saw a blur, and I couldn't see Yang Teng's deity at all.
"Boom!" The strong saint king fisted away, and the shock wave made a rumbling sound, spreading into the distance.
A mountain range in the distance was razed to the ground, the river was cut off and flowed back!
Countless people made the sound of inhaling air-conditioning.
They can do this with a full blow, but there is one thing, this Saint King powerhouse is so far away, just the attack wave has such power.
What shocked them even more was that Star Master Yang managed to avoid the opponent's attack!
While admiring those strong ancient saints, they also clearly realized the gap between themselves and Yang Teng.
They can't say that they can easily avoid the attack of the Saint King.
Even though the king of the gods had anticipated that Yang Teng could not be so vulnerable in advance, but seeing Yang Teng's ease of avoiding, he was still surprised in his heart, which was directly reflected in his face.
Avoiding a strong blow from the opponent, Yang Teng once again turned on his taunting skills and shouted at the opponent: "I said, buddy, you can't do this, just because of this ability, you have the face to challenge me!"
"Yang Teng! You irritated me!" The Holy King and the Powerful had never been so despised, his face was as deep as water, he moved really angry.
Yang Teng curled his lips, "I have nothing else to do, just unpleasant. For more than two hundred years, I don't know how many people have been irritated by me. In the end, I am still alive! Have the ability to do things, don't talk nonsense. !"
Many strong people present will smile, Star Master Yang is really, the ability to provoke strong people is unmatched.
"Come again!" The strong saint king calmed down, and a strong at such a realm, even if provoked, would quickly adjust his emotions and instantly enter a fighting state.
"Come here, I'm afraid you won't make it!" Yang Teng burst out at the same time, slashing out.
Being beaten passively has never been Yang Teng's character.
There is no doubt that a shot is the strongest killer move.
The dazzling moon rose in front of the Saint King.
The saint king's heart trembled, and he felt a hint of crisis in Yang Teng's knife.
"Master Yang is strong again!" Lei Mingyuan exclaimed.
He had fought against Yang Teng a few years ago, and at that time he could still compete with Yang Teng.
After several years of fighting, Yang Teng was still at the semi-sacred realm.
However, Lei Mingyuan was horrified by the power displayed by this sword. He had an illusion that if he faced this sword, he could not seem to find any possibility of confrontation other than admit defeat.
The cultivators of Tianwu are excited, and Master Yang Xingzhu displayed such a super combat power, perhaps it is really possible to defeat this powerful Saint King.
"You are very strong! It was beyond my expectation!" Facing the bright moon that was about to explode, the Saint King powerhouse did not evade, but blasted countless punches.
"But it's still not enough to see, in front of me, you are still a bit short!"
"Boom!" With a bang, the monks who are familiar with Yang Teng's slashing know that there will be countless bright spots to attack.
However, the bright spot they were expecting did not appear.
Mingyue was shattered by the violent fists of the Saint King!
The power of the one-handed slash hadn't really burst yet, this move was broken by the Saint King.
The monks on the ground were stunned.
Could it be that this Saint King powerhouse is already strong enough that no one can defeat it!
"Puff!" Yang Teng spit out blood.