"Boy, you've shown your face at this time. Did you kill my Xuanming Sect's immortal?"
Old Monster Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at Yang Fan with a sinister look.
With his keen eyesight, he could tell at a glance that Yang Fan's cultivation level was only a mere five-star Immortal King.
"Then what?"
Yang Fan remained expressionless and retorted sarcastically.
"You brat! What did you say? And then...?"
Xuan Laoguai's expression froze, wondering if he had misheard.
How dare this vermin be so arrogant in the face of a powerful immortal?
Were they terrified, or did a donkey kick their head?
“Old Monster Xuan, listen to my advice, it’s not too late for you to leave now.”
The purple-robed master glanced at Yang Fan.
Then, before Yang Fan could speak, he began to persuade Xuan Laoguai.
In his opinion, it was better to provoke a powerful Immortal Emperor than to provoke this young man.
Unless you're crazy...
"Ha! Purple-robed Immortal, are you trying to teach this old man how to do things?"
Upon hearing this, the old monster Xuan chuckled.
The way he looked at me was as if I were a fool.
Listen to his advice; it's not too late to leave.
Those who don't know the situation might think a powerful Immortal Emperor has appeared out of nowhere!
He, the old monster Xuan, has roamed the Azure Dragon Continent for 100,000 years. Is he easily frightened?
"Let me reason with you first. If your Xuanming Sect is unreasonable, then I know a little about martial arts."
"Those immortals from your Xuanming Sect tricked me with my Immortal Trapping Formation, trying to rob my treasures."
“I gave them a chance, but they didn’t appreciate it. Therefore, they deserve to die!”
Yang Fan looked calmly at Xuan Laoguai and began to reason with him.
"Ha! He deserves to die?"
The old man was furious, but he laughed!
Clearly, he didn't heed Yang Fan's reasoning!
"right."
Yang Fan nodded affirmatively.
The atmosphere instantly became heavy and oppressive.
"If that's the case, then I also feel that you... deserve to die!"
The old monster Xuan looked at Yang Fan and suddenly his gaze flashed with a terrifying cold light.
An overwhelming force pressed down on him.
"Let's give it a try!"
Yang Fan stopped arguing.
In an instant, he summoned the Emperor's Banner, the Emperor's Sword, and the End Demon Dragon all at once.
This old monster Xuan didn't come alone; he brought several lackeys with him.
The End Dragon, used to deal with them.
"Kid, this treasure isn't good!"
"However, do you think you can be my match with these treasures?"
"Ridiculous! Foolish! And you will pay for your actions with your life!"
Xuan Laoguai's gaze instantly fell on the two treasures that Yang Fan had produced.
Whether it's the Human Emperor Banner or the Human Emperor Sword... they both surpass the existence of immortal artifacts.
Such a treasure, if it were in his hands... it would definitely be able to unleash even greater power.
At this moment, the old monster Xuan's eyes revealed an undisguised intense greed.
"Old Monster Xuan, this is the last time I'm advising you!"
"He is an old friend of the Azure Emperor. Think carefully before you act!"
A major battle is imminent.
But the purple-robed master still spoke up, mentioning Yang Fan's identity!
Purple Heaven Mountain has existed on the Azure Dragon Continent for hundreds of thousands of years, and everything here is the result of his countless efforts.
If these two were to fight, they would absolutely destroy this place... This is absolutely not the outcome that the Purple-Robed Master wants to see.
"Qing Emperor?"
Old Master Xuan's expression changed.
"right!"
"Pfft! Do you think I'm a three-year-old? This mongrel knows the Azure Emperor?"
Old Monster Xuan chuckled.
Clearly, he did not believe what the Purple-Robed Immortal said.
At this moment, he made up his mind that no matter what Yang Fan's identity was, he must take these two treasures for himself!
"You idiot!"
The purple-robed master flew into a rage and refused to offer any further advice.
He immediately turned to his junior brother, Master Li, and instructed him to gather his disciples and followers to prepare for retreat.
The destruction of Zitian Mountain is almost a certainty.
He didn't want his disciples and followers to be too slow and get wiped out by Yang Fan's demonic blade.
"The Ultimate Heavenly Domain!"
Yang Fan roared and activated his domain.
"The Great Array of Ten Thousand Souls!"
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