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Pan Hong took a step forward, and said in a deep voice: "Lord Imperial Emissary, since it's something that happened in my Dayan City, leave it to me."
"Be careful, the one facing us is a cultivator from the Pseudo-pill Stage." Great Clan Elder Bai Ling reminded her softly.
It's Pseudo-pill Stage ultivator again. Pan Hong clenched his teeth, raised his head, and said proudly: "In my Dayan City, no matter if it's a dragon or a snake, you have to coil around them.
He looked at Du Zifei and said: "Brat, you have quite the tone you have. How dare you talk to our Lord Imperial Emissary like that!"
"Kid?" Du Zifei held his stomach, pointed at Pan Hong and laughed: "You little Dwarf dare to say such things to me, do you believe that I will not turn you into noodles and let you know the taste of your height?"
His face was filled with disdain, causing Pan Hong to burst out in anger, and his face immediately flushed red. He pointed at Du Zifei and shouted, "Brat, what big words you have there."
Pan Hong took a step forward, his entire body filled with Earth Spirit Strength s, staring angrily at Du Zifei.
"Haha, little shorty, you actually dare to boast and glare at our young master?" A young man walked out from behind Du Zifei. He intentionally lowered his head and looked at Pan Hong with an exaggerated expression.
"You're courting death!" Pan Hong bellowed, a pair of hexagonal meteor hammers gave off a dazzling light that smashed towards the young man.
"Little shorty, remember that the one teaching you a lesson today is Celestial Slaughter House's Golden Guards, Sun Dafeng." The young man bellowed, a sword beam of green light shot out from his hand, trembling and glowing, heading straight for Pan Hong.
The hammer light was filled with dense Earth Spirit Strength, it was extremely heavy. As for Sun Feng's sword technique, it was as agile as a snake that was all-pervasive.
Sun Feng teased the little shorty as he casually performed the sword light. From time to time, it drew a line above Pan Hong's head.
Pan Hong's face revealed embarrassment and anger, with a low groan, the Earth Spirit Strength around his body instantly exploded, entering the pair of hexagonal meteor hammers, causing the hammers to instantly strike down.
With a loud bang, Sun Dafeng's sword light was suddenly smashed away by Pan Hong's hammer.
Puff ?
A mouthful of blood spurted out from Sun Feng's mouth as he was sent flying backwards. A look of shock appeared on his face. He did not expect the spiritual energy within this dwarf to be so dense.
At this time, Du Zifei said impatiently: "Sun Gale, the great Celestial Slaughter House Jin Wei, do you only have this much strength? Could it be that you want to humiliate the reputation of my Celestial Slaughter House in such a small place?! "
As he scolded Sun Feng, he hurriedly nodded his head.
Pan Hong's face revealed a smile, and he chuckled: "Kid, there is no one in your family who can educate you on how to be a good person, so this king will teach you a good lesson."
A look of embarrassment and anger appeared on Sun Feng's face as he roared, "Damn you, little old man! I will kill you!"
His figure moved, and sword light danced out to follow his figure. A blue Light Sword Spirit appeared in front of him. The Light Sword Spirit gave off an extremely sharp aura.
Sun Feng pointed his finger, and the Light Sword Spirit entered his sword. In an instant, the sword exploded with a dazzling light, with whizzing sounds, sword light danced, and thousands of sword images appeared, smashing straight towards Pan Hong.
"Little shorty, die." Sun Feng roared.
Pan Hong's pupils contracted slightly. He was after all, at the late stage of the Spirit Soul Stage.
A pair of hexagonal meteor hammers flew towards Sun Qingfeng. Just when Sun Fengfeng was about to be engulfed by a myriad of sword shadows, a yellow light shot out from the top of his head.
The spirit quadrangle cauldron appeared, and the Profound Yellow Qi that was dropping down was like a screen of light. Sword light fell onto the screen of light and caused ripples.
Sun Feng's face changed, he did not expect Pan Hong's defense to be so strong.
At this time, Pan Hong's pair of hexagonal meteor hammers were already flying towards his head.
With a "peng" sound, Sun Dafeng was sent flying as blood spurted out from his head. He landed heavily on the ground.
Puff ?
A mouthful of blood spurted out from Sun Feng's mouth as he fainted.
"Useless thing." Du Zifei's face darkened, he bellowed, and swept his eyes over Sun Feng coldly, not even saying a word to save him. To him, saving something that was useless was a waste of money.
Pan Hong's face revealed a touch of arrogance, and he laughed loudly: "Little kid, now you know how strong you are right? I suggest that you all better obediently roll down the city gate tower and beg the forgiveness of our Lord Imperial Emissary. Otherwise, don't think of leaving the Dayan City safe and sound today. "
Pan Hong had 120% confidence in the Dayan City's defense.
Du Zifei stared at Pan Hong with a gloomy face and sneered: "What a joke, I have never heard of any place that can stop me. Today, I am determined to obtain the Human Emperor's inheritance! "
He clenched his fists tightly and his gaze landed on Ning Wufeng's body, the corners of his mouth raised slightly.
While he was speaking, the Uncle Nan beside him walked out. It was a burly, middle-aged burly man.
Pseudo-pill Stage ultivator!
Ning Wufeng's pupils contracted slightly. This was not a person who was speculating by relying on One-breath Water Bead s to condense fake pellets, but a true Pseudo-pill Stage ultivator. He was the strongest existence in the Chess Realm's Ancient Code that he could accept.
The smile on Pan Hong's face froze. Feeling the Uncle Nan's aura, he couldn't help but take a few steps back. His Adam's apple moved up and down, as he swallowed his saliva.
"Fake..." Pseudo-pill Stage. " Pan Hong said with great difficulty. The strongest local power in the Chess Realm was only at the late stage of Spirit Soul Stage, so the Dayan City's defense was only at the late stage. Even Pan Hong was not sure if he would be able to defeat the cultivators at the end of the line.
Uncle Nan's face twitched, the scar extended from his head to the corner of his mouth, it was as sinister as a centipede. He bit his lips and said, "Did you hear my Young Noble's words?"
Jin Tiandao and the others subconsciously surrounded Ning Wufeng.
Pan Hong took a few more steps back, then suddenly remembered that the people behind him were still tens of thousands of eastern barbarians looking at him. His eyes were firm as he looked straight at Uncle Nan.
"The Pseudo-pill Stage cannot be arrogant in my Dayan City."
The four direction dock cauldron exploded out the dense Earth Spirit Strength, completely protecting him.
The hexagonal meteor hammer was like a bolt of lightning as it rumbled towards Uncle Nan, causing sand and rocks to fly like dragons as it roared and soared into the sky.
Rumble ?
He could faintly hear the rumbling of thunder within the sand and rocks.
Pan Hong's eyes were scarlet red, his legs were firmly stuck on the ground, and a dense amount of Earth Spirit Strength started pouring into his body. The light from the Quadrangle Cauldron above his head became even more intense.
Uncle Nan's face revealed a hint of contempt.
"Spirit Arts: Four-sided War God Punch!"
With a punch, a surging illusion of a spiritual light instantly appeared behind Uncle Nan, as if ten thousand horses were galloping over, and its aura gushed out.
Bang! Pan Hong was flung out. The four-sided dock cauldron enveloped his head, and his entire body seemed to have been wrapped in a turtle shell as he collapsed a building.
"My lord." The surrounding eastern barbarians all rushed forward to help Pan Hong up.
Du Zifei's eyes revealed a look of contempt, he snorted and said: "Stubbornly blocking the carriage, you overestimate yourself."
He gazed straight at Ning Wufeng and said disdainfully: "Obediently tell me the secret of the Human Emperor's inheritance. Don't waste my time, otherwise, this young master would not mind using some special methods."
"Search my mind!"
Ning Wufeng's pupils slightly shrank, Du Zifei's way of doing things was so overbearing. But how could he be so sure that he already knew about the Human Emperor's inheritance?
"Are you so sure that I know about the Human Emperor's inheritance?" Ning Wufeng asked.
"I naturally have my own channels." Du Zifei said arrogantly, his gaze suddenly sank as he coldly snorted: "Since you aren't so cooperative."
"Uncle Nan, I'll have to trouble you to take action again." Du Zifei said impatiently.
The burly Uncle Nan took a step forward, and his deep gaze suddenly fell on Ning Wufeng's body. Ning Wufeng suddenly felt as if a mountain had pressed down on him, making him unable to breathe.
The spirit of the Sea of Consciousness radiated brightly, but there was still a huge difference between it and the Uncle Nan of the Pseudo-pill Stage. A strong pressure flooded over like floodwaters, pressing down on Ning Wufeng's primordial spirit.
"Lord Imperial Emissary." When Great Elder Bai Ling saw the pain on Ning Wufeng's face, he took a step forward and the Heavenly giant wood appeared above his head.
"If you want to deal with the Lord Imperial Emissary, you have to pass through me first." He bellowed, the giant wood continued to grow, expand, and cover the sky. The wooden crutch pierced through the sky.
The dense Wood Spiritual Strength instantly rushed into the wooden crutch in the sky. Light recklessly shot out, closing in on Uncle Nan.
Uncle Nan's sturdy body suddenly stretched out, the bones in his entire body crackled, like muffled thunder.
"Spirit Arts, Four-sided War God Punch."
He performed the same punching routine, and a white mass of light appeared in his aurasea, shining brilliantly. The surrounding spiritual energy entered his body.
The figure of the Spiritual Light behind him became more and more solid. The figure of the Ancient War God, who had transformed into a roar, rushed into the Uncle Nan's roaring punch in a flash while waving his fist.
The fist that was as solid as the shadow of a shadow struck towards Great Clan Elder Bai Ling, causing the Wood Spiritual Strength to dissipate with a loud explosion. The giant wood above Great Clan Elder Bai Ling shook violently, and specks of green leaves fell down.
The Uncle Nan's power did not decrease at all, as it once again erupted with dense spirit energy light. The illusion of an Ancient War God behind him, suddenly became two. His aura also surged, as the superimposed fist shadow once again landed on Uncle Nan's fist.
With a loud bang, Great Clan Elder Bai Ling was also sent flying, and was forced five or six steps back.
There was a peculiar flush on his face. The Uncle Nan snorted and said, "If you can't beat him, then don't force yourself. It's not good for an old fellow like you."
With that said, Great Clan Elder Bai Ling spat out a mouthful of blood, his face completely pale.
"Grandfather." Bai Fei'er's face revealed a look of horror, he immediately went forward to support Bai Ling.
Ning Wufeng's face darkened, his fists clenching tightly. As the flames beside him burned, Huo Lieyang could no longer hold back the wild emotions in his heart.
"You dare to behave so atrociously in the Chess Realm? Why don't you take a look at yourselves with a mirror? I want to see just how strong you are!"
With a roar, the Six-winged Fire Boa flew out.
As the strongest of the Chess Realm's Five Great Clans, Huo Lieyang had made his move!