Seeing the look on Luo Shanyang's face, everyone became excited. This was a game between geniuses.

It seems that the young disciple who could be brought up by the Saint Lord of Tianshan and the Saint Lord of Jiulong is even more prestigious than Li Qingfeng and Fu Yao. How could he be an ordinary person?

"I just don't know what a unique showdown this time will be!"

"Who do you think will win?"

No one knows who will win, because although Luo Shanyang once said some extremely arrogant words, he does have the capital to be arrogant. He is the number one person under the Great Sage. Apart from his master Sword Demon, Tianshan Saint Lord and Nine Dragon Saint Lord, there are only a few Great Sages present who can fight with him.

However, these great saints are seniors who have been famous for a long time, and it is difficult for them to communicate with the sword spirits, so they will definitely not take action this time.

Luo Shanyang’s only opponent is Yang Zhen in front of him.

In the Yaoguang Holy Land camp, the Great Elder and others had looks of surprise and doubt on their faces, but this time the Holy Son of Yaoguang finally did something that made them satisfied, which was to bring Luo Shanyang and Yang Zhen together.

"My fellow Taoist, who exactly is Yang Zhen, and why is he so famous?"

A cultivator who had never heard of Yang Zhen asked the person next to him.

Hearing this, Saint Yaoguang's face instantly turned ugly and he turned around to look back.

However, the person who was talking did not seem to notice the Holy Son of Yaoguang. Upon hearing the question, he laughed and said, "This fellow Taoist, you don't know that Yang Zhen is a bitch. As for how bitch she is, what do you think of the Holy Land of Yaoguang?"

“Well…” The monk secretly took a look at Yaoguang Holy Land and said, “Although I am not familiar with Yaoguang Holy Land, I also know that Yaoguang Holy Land is a legacy of the Great Wilderness. It should… not be cheap, right?”

The monk staggered, stared, and said, "Who asked you whether the Yaoguang Holy Land is cheap or not? Whether they are cheap or not is their business. I am asking you, what do you think of the strength of the Yaoguang Holy Land?"

“Hiss!” The man exclaimed, “A holy land that can be compared with the Tianshan Holy Land must be undoubtedly powerful.”

The monk was obviously very satisfied with this answer. He laughed and said, "That's right. Then let me ask you again, if someone with the cultivation base of the Celestial Phenomenon Stage could injure one person and snatch away the Nine Realms Linglong Tower from the three Saint Realm experts of the Yaoguang Holy Land, what about this person?"

"What? This is impossible!" The man was shocked and said in horror: "That is the Yaoguang Holy Land, and he is at the Tianxiang stage and facing three Saint Realm powerhouses, and the one he is trying to rob is the most precious treasure of heaven and earth, the Nine Realms Linglong Tower? Fellow Daoist, are you kidding me?"

"Are you kidding?" The man sneered and said, "What's that? I haven't told you about Saint Tianxuan yet. This man is Yang Zhen. He not only injured Saint Realm experts, but he even beat the Great Sage. And who did he offend?"

"Did... did we offend someone?" The people around all had shocked expressions on their faces, and they looked at Yang Zhen with frightened eyes.

Li Qingfeng, who was standing by, didn't know when he got in front of this group of gossipers. There was also a look of shock on his face, and he looked at Yang Zhen in confusion.

It turns out that Yang Zhen's background is so important? Li Qingfeng swallowed his saliva and almost bumped into Fu Yao when he turned around.

There was a strange look on Fu Yao's face. The two of them looked at each other and then their eyes fell on the lazy Yang Zhen.

This time, the two finally understood why everyone on the mountain knew Yang Zhen.

It would be strange if someone who could do such a ridiculous thing didn't become famous.

It's just that... the news in Tianshan Holy Land is too closed, especially for disciples like Li Qingfeng and Fu Yao, who usually seize every opportunity to practice, so how could they hear such news? At this moment, the man suddenly whispered: "This Yang Zhen has offended the Great Saint Feng Li!"

"What?"

Everyone gasped!

"Great Sage Feng Li?" Li Qingfeng swallowed hard, turned to Fu Yao and asked, "The bloody madman who is as famous as Zhou Tong?"

Fu Yao nodded stupidly, looking towards Yang Zhen with a look of pity in her eyes.

Li Qingfeng laughed loudly, laughing to the point of madness!

Having offended the Great Sage Feng Li, Yang Zhen is doomed!

He was an existence as famous as Zhou Tong, and even Jiulong did not dare to provoke him easily.

Although the Nine Dragon Saint is a Saint, he is still some distance away from the Supreme Saint. Zhou Tong and the Blood Madman are the two Supremes.

Li Qingfeng laughed so happily that the people around him looked at each other in surprise, wondering what happy thing Li Qingfeng was thinking about.

On the other side, Luo Shanyang was still staring at Yang Zhen with a covetous look. Suddenly, he grinned and said, "Among the young generation present today, only you, me and Yaoguang have a chance to compete..."

Yang Zhen reached out, gently pushed Luo Shanyang away, and said, "You're blocking my way!"

Everyone: “…”

Including Luo Shanyang, everyone looked at Yang Zhen in confusion as he just walked past Luo Shanyang, as if he didn't see Luo Shanyang or hear what Luo Shanyang said.

Li Qingfeng and Fu Yao were both stunned. The Saint of Yaoguang had an excited look on his face, muttering to himself, "Here it comes, bitch Yang Zhen, she's really bitchy. Now Luo Shanyang is going to be angry."

What would happen if Luo Shanyang got angry? None of the young monks present were willing to try it easily.

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Very scary!

Sure enough, how could Luo Shanyang bear being ignored like this? Boom! A thunderous sound that shook the world came, and a thunderous wave of air suddenly erupted from Luo Shanyang's body. The terrifying third heaven was like a broken bamboo, rushing straight into the sky.

Amid the sound of swords, countless sword beams condensed around Luo Shanyang. With the Liuxin Sword in his hand, Luo Shanyang seemed to have control over the entire world.

"Yang Zhen, how dare you ignore me?"

Over the years, no one has ever dared to ignore Luo Shanyang like this.

Seeing Luo Shanyang leaping with rage, with his aura permeating the sky and the earth, everyone's faces turned pale, and they were silent, not daring to make a sound.

Yang Zhen waved his hand and said, "I'm sorry, I'm here to subdue the sword spirit, not to see you. You... don't look good!"

"What...what?" Luo Shanyang staggered, and for a moment he was unable to control his overwhelming momentum and almost fell to the ground.

Not good-looking? What does this have to do with whether I am good-looking or not? If I am good-looking, would you take a second look? The problem is that Luo Shanyang has triangular eyes, a pointed mouth and thin cheeks, and he is indeed not good-looking.

"I'm going to kill you, you bastard!"

Roar! A thunderous roar was heard, and Luo Shanyang rushed towards Yang Zhen with a sword in hand. In the air, endless sword beams formed, like a storm, and in the blink of an eye, Yang Zhen was enveloped.

"The fourth level, my god, Luo Shanyang's power has actually broken through the fourth level. Isn't Yang Zhen doomed?"

There were bursts of exclamations, and just as Luo Shanyang's sword was about to fall on Yang Zhen, Yang Zhen suddenly disappeared.

Boom! An extremely huge sword shadow fell from the sky and hit Luo Shanyang's face directly.

Luo Shanyang fell thousands of feet in a daze, landed on the ground, climbed up, touched his swollen face, and looked confused.

"Why are you so stubborn? I've already said it before, I'm here to subdue the sword spirit, not to see you, let alone to fight you."

Yang Zhen carried the Daque sword on his shoulder, shook his head and sighed: "Oh, why bother!"

"Beep...beep my god, so handsome!" The eyes of countless monks lit up.

(End of this chapter)