Fighting Po: Yang Emperor

"Emperor Soul, don't talk nonsense anymore. It's meaningless. Tell me, what do you want to do?"

Wei Yang moved his eyes away from the coward, Niuwu Tunyan, and landed on Soul Emperor, saying: "If you want to destroy our Xingyun Pavilion, the power you bring is not enough."

"Well, that's not enough." Soul Emperor nodded, but did not refute.

He came today with the intention of testing him.

If the opponent is weak, there's nothing to say. Don't think about it, just do it and destroy it.

But now it seems that Xingyun Pavilion is obviously a hard nut to crack.

Therefore, Emperor Hun Tian simply gave up this idea.

Now is not a good time to fight to the death with Xingyun Pavilion.

"As for what I'm here to do, didn't we make a deal three months ago? That's why I'm here today." Emperor Hun Tian said with a smile.

Hearing this, Wei Yang secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and he guessed it was the same, "You are impatient."

Emperor Hun Tian was noncommittal.

Below, Xiao Yan's body trembled slightly, his eyes turned red, and he asked in a trembling voice: "Where is my father?"

Emperor Hun Tian looked at Xiao Yan and said calmly: "Where is the ancient jade?"

"I want to see my father first."

Xiao Yan stared at Emperor Hun Tian without any hesitation and said slowly.

"Are you still afraid that if I see the ancient jade first, I won't be able to snatch it away?"

Soul Emperor smiled dumbly, then waved his hand, and a space ball suddenly appeared, enlarging in size immediately.

Wow~

There was a sound of iron chains.

Immediately afterwards, a cage made of black mist appeared in the sky.

In that cage, an old figure sat cross-legged, and iron chains wrapped around it tightly like poisonous snakes.

Xiao Yan's eyes were fixed on the old figure the moment he appeared in the prison.

Immediately, his body couldn't help but tremble violently.

Although it looked a little blurry, at that first glance, the blood flowing in Xiao Yan's body told him that the figure was indeed his father: Xiao Zhan.

He dropped to his knees in the void.

This scene also made Wei Yang and others frown a little.

In the past thirty years, the high-spirited head of the family has now turned into this gray-haired old man.

His originally tall and strong body had become skinny and rickety. It seemed that he had not been doing well over the years.

You know, Xiao Zhan was in his prime back then, and he was not an ordinary person. He was a powerful fighting master back then.

In just over twenty years, it has become what it is now.

"Father."

Xiao Yan's body was constantly trembling. He looked at the heavy chains wrapped around the old figure, and a monstrous murderous intention surged crazily in his heart. His eyes were blood red, his fists were clenched, and his fingertips sank deeply into his palms, dripping with blood. It dripped down between the fingers.

"Emperor Soul Heaven, if I have a chance in the future, I will make the Soul Clan leave no chickens or dogs behind!"

Xiao Yan's blood-red eyes suddenly turned to Soul Emperor, and his voice was hoarse and low.

"Are you threatening me?" Soul Emperor's eyes narrowed, and there was a faint murderous intention flowing.

How dare something like an ant say this to him?

A thought came to my mind.

Buzz~

An unparalleled terrifying soul wave spread quickly.

"You passed."

At the same time, Wei Yang's eyes narrowed.

Buzz~

The same terrifying fluctuations spread rapidly with him as the center.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Two invisible soul waves collided in mid-air, and the void instantly collapsed inch by inch.

Suddenly, dark clouds rolled in the sky and thunder roared.

The color of heaven and earth completely changed under this collision.

A terrible feeling of depression fell heavily on everyone's hearts, making them almost breathless.

It was like the momentum of two vast worlds was being suppressed.

It is conceivable that the two imperial realm souls are colliding.

The world at this time was as fragile as a piece of thin glass.

However, both sides had a tacit understanding of stopping at the first touch and did not continue the fight.

"What a Wei Yang." Emperor Huntian whispered, his brows twitching slightly.

Wei Yang now made him feel a real threat.

"Emperor Soul Heaven, do you think I'm dead and do it in front of me?"

Wei Yang waved his sleeves and pressed his palm lightly, and the fluctuations in the void that spread from the collapse quickly calmed down.

"I'm just giving you a little lesson. Those people don't know the heights of the world and speak arrogant words."

Emperor Hun Tian said calmly: "So that this remnant of the Xiao clan knows how to be respectful and not to speak nonsense."

Xiao Yan gritted his teeth and was about to say something.

"Xiao Yan, calm down. It's important to get your father back. At this time, don't stir up trouble." Wei Yang sent a message.

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Hearing this, Xiao Yan clenched his fists tightly, took a few deep breaths, and then slowly calmed down and stood up slowly.

He knew that he was indeed impulsive just now.

The other party is the dignified Soul Emperor, and he is not an easy person to get along with.

This kind of person will not allow you to act recklessly.

Of course, if you have enough strength, that's another story.

otherwise.

It's just asking for humiliation.

"My strength is still not enough! Give me a little more time, I will definitely make Emperor Hun Tian look at me seriously." Xiao Yan roared in his heart.

The excitement of entering the early stage of the Seven Stars was completely forgotten.

The early stage of the Seven Stars was strong enough in the whole continent, but it was obviously not enough to face the existence of Emperor Hun Tian.

At least, when the soul has not reached the emperor realm, even if it is the peak of the Eight Stars, it is not qualified to be taken seriously.

"Xiao, Xiao Yan?"

In the black fog cage, the old figure who was heavily bound by iron chains suddenly trembled slightly and woke up.

He slowly raised his head, and his turbid eyes shot out, and finally stopped at the black-clothed young man floating in the air in the light array below.

In an instant, his body stiffened, and tears almost immediately rolled out of his eyes.

The hoarse and old voice made people feel extremely sad, "Yan, Yan'er."

"Father." Xiao Yan's eyes were bloodshot and his voice was choked.

The old figure raised his palm with some difficulty, trying to open his eyes wide, his eyes were fixed on Xiao Yan.

On that mature face, he could vaguely see some traces of the youth back then.

When he last saw Xiao Yan, his son at that time was just a young man.

It has been nearly 30 years since they last met.

The son who once made him most proud actually appeared in front of him again.

"Child."

Tears kept flowing from his eyes, and then he rushed out, his head against the prison bars, and roared hoarsely: "Yan'er, go, go!"

During the years imprisoned in the Soul Clan, he was very clear about the horror of this race.

In the past, the Douhuang and even Douzong masters who could dominate the Jiama Empire were only considered ordinary people there.

Such terrifying strength and background were enough to make people feel despair.

"Hey, you're not kind."

Wei Yang frowned and glanced at Emperor Hun Tian, ​​saying, "He's a good man, but you guys made him look like this. Since you want to trade, you should at least help him recover a little."

Emperor Hun Tian smiled, but said nonchalantly, "He's just an ant. I've raised him for so many years and kept him alive, which is already good enough."

"Heh." Wei Yang nodded and said no more.

Very good.