Xiao Yang embarked on the road to heaven.

Who would have thought that someone would suddenly attack him on his way to heaven.

There was a flash of cold light, and a sharp dagger instantly pierced his throat.

Fast, fierce and accurate.

"Killer!"

These two words popped up in Xiao Yang's mind.

The next moment, the dagger had already pierced his throat, and his skin was dented by the sharp dagger.

The opponent tried his best to kill with one strike.

Moreover, the dagger in his hand was no ordinary dagger, it was a dagger specially designed to break the qi, it could directly penetrate the protective qi of a martial arts master and kill with one strike.

"Senior Brother..."

When Lin Wangchuan and Song Qiang saw this scene, they were immediately frightened out of their wits.

Hua Mengli is also very beautiful.

The people around avoided the door in fear.

Xiao Yang stood there quietly, not moving a muscle.

The killer in the black cloak also maintained his attacking posture.

Both of them seemed to be under a spell of immobilization.

Everyone watched this scene in shock.

No one could have imagined that someone would assassinate Xiao Yang.

This is Xiaoyang, who is famous in the northern border.

Moreover, Xiao Yang is the holy son of Qingyang Sword Sect.

If Xiao Yang is assassinated, wouldn't that mean declaring war on the Qingyang Sword Sect?

The Qingyang Sword Sect is one of the ten most powerful sects in the North. Who dares to go to war with the Qingyang Sword Sect?

Just when everyone was stunned, a figure rushed up from below, stretched out his big hand, and grabbed the black-robed man directly.

The man in black robe quickly dodged and tried to retreat.

But the next moment, his hand holding the dagger was suddenly grabbed by another hand.

"what……"

The killer was really shocked.

"you……"

The killer looked at Xiao Yang in shock.

He thought that the previous blow had pierced Xiao Yang's neck and Xiao Yang was dead.

However, after he retracted the dagger, not even the skin on the opponent's neck was pierced.

Xiao Yang grinned at the killer, and the next moment, he twisted his right hand, a spiral force exploded, and a sound of bones breaking was heard.

The killer's entire arm was twisted into a knot.

The killer slashed off his right arm with his left hand and tried to escape.

However, a big hand grabbed his neck and lifted him up.

"How dare you, you despicable fellow, assassinate the man I like?"

A sound like that of an old cow rang out.

When everyone saw it, they were stunned.

I saw a "big girl" with a beard holding up the killer with one hand, pointing at him and cursing at him.

"This……"

Everyone was stunned. How could Xiao Yang be favored by such a beautiful girl?

Jiang Ting, who came rushing over from below, looked at this scene, shocked and angry.

"Tell me, who asked you to assassinate Xiao Yang?"

Nie Ruhua said loudly.

"Let's die together!"

The killer roared, and violent power burst out from his body.

Nie Ruhua was shocked and threw the killer out.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, the killer exploded in mid-air and turned into a ball of blood mist. His entire body and soul were destroyed instantly.

"Self-destruction?"

Xiao Yang's face turned extremely grim upon seeing this.

This guy must be the killer of Yanyulou.

Chu Guiyuan has been deposed, could it be Qin Fei?

Xiao Yang really didn't expect that the killer from Yanyu Tower would dare to assassinate him in this place.

Yanyu Tower is also a training force in the North.

The descendants of Yanyu Tower are also eligible to participate in the Jiazi Competition.

It doesn't seem to be a strange thing for people from Yanyu Tower to appear here.

Nie Ruhua's face changed drastically.

These guys are just crazy.

If she had hesitated just now, she would have lost half her life if not died.

The people around were also stunned by this scene.

"You didn't!"

Hua Mengli hurried forward.

All that was seen was the place on Xiao Yang's neck where he was stabbed by the killer's dagger, but there was not even a trace left.

Xiao Yang still had the killer's severed hand in his hand.

The severed hand still held the dagger.

Xiao Yang took the dagger and threw away the severed hand.

This dagger is very sharp, and it is also a spiritual weapon, with a faint spiritual energy surrounding it.

Xiao Yang put away the dagger.

"Listen to me, I am protecting this man. Anyone who dares to touch him will be an enemy of the Hehuan Sect."

Nie Ruhua shouted to everyone.

“…”

Everyone looked at each other.

Hehuan Sect?

This is not a small sect.

Of course, in everyone's perception, the Hehuan Sect is not a serious sect. Like the Xiaoyao Palace, it is a passionate and unrestrained sect that makes people yearn for it but also hesitate to approach it.

Who can stand up to the disciples of Xiaoyao Palace and Hehuan Sect?

All your skills will be drained away.

You know, a martial artist's skills are acquired through hard training, and no one wants to have their skills devoured by others.

Although you may be happy for a moment, you will suffer for a lifetime.

The Qingyang Sword Sect is a famous and upright sect. When did it become related to the Hehuan Sect?

Everyone around looked at Xiao Yang and his friends in shock.

"Get out of here, you androgynous bastard."

Jiang Ting rushed up and separated Xiao Yang and Nie Ruhua.

"Who are you calling neither male nor female?"

Nie Ruhua put her hands on her hips and glared at Jiang Ting.

"I said you are neither male nor female, what's wrong, what kind of woman has a beard on her face?"

Jiang Ting looked at Nie Ruhua with disgust.

"you……"

Nie Ruhua was in high spirits, puffing his beard and glaring.

Although she was dressed in women's clothes, she had a full beard and looked rougher than a man.

This is indeed rare to see.

"Our eldest senior brother is the Saint Son of the Qingyang Sword Sect. How can he be protected by a witch like you from the Hehuan Sect? You must be joking, right, little senior sister!"

Qin Fei is adding fuel to the fire again.

Xiao Yang glanced at Qin Fei. This guy had a good appearance, and with his long hair, he looked otherworldly.

You know, aren't those powerful hidden masters in the sects all those with crane-haired and childish faces?

Who could have imagined that such a handsome and dashing person could be a green tea man?

"Tsk, Qingyang Sword Sect, is it that awesome? My Hehuan Sect is nothing to be trifled with."

Nie Ruhua said disdainfully.

"How can this be possible..."

Jiang Ting is about to take action.

"Take your time, I'm leaving first."

Xiao Yang said this and walked directly up the stairs.

At this moment, the tightly closed immortal gate above the peak of Xuanwu Mountain slowly opened, and incomparably pure spiritual energy from heaven and earth surged down from behind the immortal gate.

This spiritual energy of heaven and earth diffused down from the top of the mountain and soon enveloped the entire Yuanwu Mountain.

Everyone on Yuanwu Mountain was bathed in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

Everyone was shocked.

There is such pure spiritual energy of heaven and earth in this world.

Some people sat cross-legged directly on the steps, practicing their profound skills to absorb and refine the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

"Is the Immortal Gate open?"

Xiao Yang was a little surprised. Someone actually climbed up to the Wenxian Terrace?

In his previous life, he was the first person to ascend the Wenxiantai.

He still remembered the moment in his previous life when he stood on the platform of asking questions and was full of vigor and vitality.

Holding a sword in hand, I ask the sky whether there are immortals in this world!

What a lofty sentiment!

"Walk!"

Xiao Yang no longer hesitated, and immediately started to rush to the top of the mountain.

Lin Wangchuan and Song Qiang hurriedly caught up with him.

Hua Mengli and the disciples from Xiaoyao Palace also caught up with him.

The situation was tense and Jiang Ting and Nie Ruhua could no longer care about it.

The Immortal Gate is open, which means someone has ascended to the Immortal Platform.

Someone is about to enter the Yuanwu Immortal Realm.

Climbing to the top of Yuanwu Mountain is just a test before the Jiazi Competition begins.

Of course, it is not wrong to regard this test as the first stage of the Jiazi competition.

Those who can finally enter the Yuanwu Immortal Realm are all elites among martial artists, and they must at least be martial artists at the supernatural power level.

Because the higher you go, the greater the pressure.

This is a test of will.

There are also those warriors who are determined and unyielding and have reached the Dragon Transformation Realm and climbed to the top of Yuanwu Mountain.

However, no matter how strong the willpower of a martial artist in the Dragon Transformation Realm is, or how tenacious he is, he is no match for a martial artist in the Divine Power Realm or the Heavenly Martial Realm, and is nothing more than cannon fodder.

Xiao Yang wanted to see who would be the first to climb the Wenxian Terrace.

Soon, he left everyone far behind.

However, the stairs beneath his feet seemed to have no end.

Although the Immortal Gate on the top of Yuanwu Mountain seems to be in the sky, even with Xiao Yang's current cultivation level, it will take some time for him to reach the top of Yuanwu Mountain.

Not long after, he caught up with Jiang Qitian and the others.

"Master...Brother..."

Shockingly, Ye Qingyao and the others were about to say hello, but Xiao Yang didn't even stop and rushed past them.

"This traitor..."

Jiang Qitian had a gloomy face. His eldest disciple was becoming more and more presumptuous and did not even take his master seriously.

Xiao Yang is not as obedient as before, which makes Jiang Qitian very unhappy.

He is Master Xiao Yangxu.

Without Jiang Qitian, how could there be Xiao Yang today?

He could feel Xiao Yang gradually slipping away from his control.

This is not a trivial matter.

Xiao Yang, but he has the sharpest sword in his hand.

He remembered the bet he made with Xiao Yang.

Want to leave Qingyang Sword Sect?

Dream on!

Jiang Qitian didn't even look at Xiao Yang.

Xiao Yang wants to win the Jiazi competition?

It's just wishful thinking.

Soon, Xiao Yang's figure disappeared into the distance.

"So soon?"

All the geniuses of Qingyang Sword Sect were dumbfounded.

They can now feel the powerful pressure coming from somewhere.

It is no longer easy for them to walk here.

However, Xiao Yang is still walking briskly as before.

"The senior brother is the senior brother!"

Ye Qingyao exclaimed.

"snort!"

Lei Renjie looked unconvinced, and he also strode forward.

He wanted to catch up with Xiao Yang.

However, very soon, he could not even see Xiao Yang's back.

“…”

Lei Renjie was so dissatisfied that he refused to give in.

By this time, Xiao Yang had already caught up with those people from the Supreme Taoist Sect.

"Xiao Yang..."

As soon as Feng Bufan saw Xiao Yang, his eyes immediately turned red, because it was Xiao Yang who had crushed his flying sword before, causing his cultivation to be half-wasted.

When enemies meet, how can they not be jealous of each other?

"He was the one who destroyed your flying sword?"

The Supreme Taoist's heart moved, and the next moment, he jumped up and stood in front of Xiao Yang.

"Get lost!"

Xiao Yang didn't have time to deal with this guy, so he punched the Supreme Taoist directly.

The strongest and most masculine fist force burst out from his fist, overwhelming the Supreme Taoist wearing a smiling mask like a tidal wave.