Peerless Divine Emperor

After Qin Xuan came out of Qianxueting, he was ready to leave Wangtian Que. This matter was related to Tianli's safety and could not be delayed for a moment.

After coming down from the sixth floor of Wangtian Tower, Qin Xuan shot straight to the exit of Wangtian Tower. He met many people along the way, and they all looked at him with a somewhat strange look.

"This person must be the number one in the last phantom killing field. Peng Jing was defeated by this person. As the rumors describe, he only has the sixth level of Yuanhuang cultivation. I don't know how he defeated Peng Jing. "One person started talking.

"Perhaps some crooked ways were used. Otherwise, how to defeat Peng Jing across several realms? Don't forget that Peng Jing has the blood of a saint flowing in his body. Not to mention people at lower realms, even in the same realm, it is difficult to find an opponent. existence." Another humane.

"No matter what means he used to defeat Peng Jing, it has become a fact that he won the first place and cannot be changed."

"..."

The crowd's comments continued one after another. Although Qin Xuan also heard it, he seemed to have turned a deaf ear. The speed of his feet did not slow down at all, and he shot straight towards the exit of Wangtian Que.

Just when Qin Xuan was about to go out, a figure in golden robe stepped out from outside Wangtian Tower. The two of them passed each other and went in the opposite direction. Neither of them noticed that the person walking beside them was who.

This figure in golden robe is none other than Shang Yang.

Seeing Shang Yang coming from outside, many people present looked at him curiously. This man had an extraordinary temperament and a graceful demeanor. He seemed to have just come in. He was a genius of unknown origin.

Shang Yang glanced at the people around him, his eyes as calm as ever, as if he was not interested in the people in front of him.

Taking steps forward, Shang Yang was about to leave.

"Your Excellency, please stay." At this time, a hearty voice came from the crowd. Shang Yang turned his eyes and saw a graceful and handsome figure appearing in front of him. The man said: "I am Liu Shi of the Zidian Lei Peng Clan. ”

"Liu Shi." Shang Yang frowned slightly and said, "What's the matter with you?"

But Liu Shi smiled faintly, clasped his fists towards Shang Yang and said, "I have noticed that your Excellency behaves in an extraordinary way, with a certain unparalleled spirit. I have never asked you where your power comes from?"

"Speak directly if you have anything to say." Shang Yang said impatiently. He had no time to chat with these people. As for the Purple Lightning Thunder Roc Clan, he had no interest at all.

Seeing Shang Yang's arrogant tone, Liu Shi couldn't help but have a strange look in his eyes.

He also stayed in Wangtian Palace for a period of time, and met many geniuses from the ancient demon clan, all of whom were gifted. However, no one had ever been as arrogant as the person in front of him, as if he was born extraordinary and aloof. Don't put anyone else in your eyes.

Generally speaking, only those who enter Wangtian Que for the first time will show such a posture.

When the people around saw this scene, there was a look of gloating on their faces. This must be the seventh person Liu Shi has won over, but looking at the situation, this person doesn't seem to buy Liu Shi's account!

In Wangtian Que, many people will look for strong helpers among those who have just entered Wangtian Que in order to sprint to the top ten of the Phantom Killing Field. Because it is the first time to enter Wangtian Que, they do not understand the situation of Wangtian Que, so it is easy to trust others.

Liu Shi's thoughts at this moment were the same as when Qiao Cheng made friends with Qin Xuan.

But the difference is that Qin Xuan is very friendly towards Qiao Cheng, but Shang Yang is very impatient and doesn't want to talk to him.

"As expected, your Excellency spoke quickly, so Liu will not beat around the bush. I plan to break into the top ten of the Fantasy Killing Field, and I have already found several strong opponents. If you are interested, you may wish to join us, and you can also get more Some confidence in entering the top ten of the fantasy killing field."

Liu Shi spoke with a very humble tone, looking at Shang Yang with an extremely sincere expression, as if he was speaking from the bottom of his heart.

"Phantom killing field?" Shang Yang showed a strange look in his eyes, and finally understood what this person was really thinking.

Do you think he has good strength and want to win him over to join the fantasy killing field?

This is really... a beautiful thought!

If he wants to enter the phantom killing field, he is enough by himself. It is easy to get the first place. Why do he need to rely on the strength of others?

However, he is not very interested in this phantom killing field. Even someone like Peng Jing can get the first place, which shows its low gold content.

Moreover, what Liu Shi did at this time also exposed some of the shortcomings of the phantom killing field. To get the top name does not entirely rely on one's own strength, but more on the strength of his helpers. To defeat the few with more, this is already The true meaning of the trial has been lost.

Is such a competition worth his participation?

"You have to go on your own, I'm not interested." Shang Yang said calmly, then stepped forward and walked past Liu Shi without even looking at him.

After walking a few steps, Shang Yang suddenly paused and said: "With your strength, you are not worthy of being my helper."

After that, Shang Yang continued to move forward, leaving Liu Shi standing there alone.

The void suddenly became silent.

Liu Shi's expression suddenly froze, and his face was extremely ashamed. This clearly meant that he was weak. Who did he think he was?

Liu Shi suddenly turned around and said coldly towards Shang Yang's back: "From your tone, it seems that you think you are very strong?"

After these words fell, the atmosphere in the space suddenly became a bit solidified. Everyone's eyes were fixed on it, and they faintly smelled an unusual smell.

After all, this Liu Shi was also a genius from the Zidian Lei Peng Clan, and his own talent was considered to be first-rate. How could he endure being so despised by others?

Shang Yang paused when he heard the voice, his eyes narrowed slightly, as if a ray of sharpness shone out, and a voice came out of his mouth: "So what? What can you do to me?"

The arrogant and powerful voice resounded in the space, clearly reaching the ears of everyone present. The crowd looked at Shang Yang with different expressions. This person is really arrogant enough. Isn't he afraid of revenge?

Wangtianque has many powerful people, but he has never seen anyone like him.

"Haha, ants don't know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is. If you really have the ability, go to the Hundred Battlefields and see how many battles you can last on the Hundred Battles. You don't need to win a hundred games. If you can persist in seventy consecutive games without losing, I will admit that you are really strong. Otherwise, put away your arrogant attitude. Don't think that you are the only one with strong talent in Wangtianque!"

Liu Shi raised a sarcastic arc at the corner of his mouth, and looked at Shang Yang with a bit of provocation.

He wanted to see if this madman dared to go to the Hundred Battlefields to test his talent!

At this time, the crowd around seemed to be a little interested, with a hint of expectation in their eyes. The Fantasy Killing Field can also rely on the power of others to achieve oneself, but the Hundred Battlefields are different. It is a single-person battle, relying on one's own strength to speak, the strong stay, and the weak are eliminated.

Since ancient times, there have been countless people who have set foot on the Hundred Battlefields, but there are very few people who can really win a hundred battles.

Nowadays, there are very few people who go to the Hundred Battlefields, far less than the number of people who participate in the Fantasy Killing Field. They do not have enough confidence in their own strength and dare not go to the Hundred Battles.

Therefore, the Hundred Battlefields can be said to be the most fair place to test one's own strength.

"How have you considered it?" Liu Shi looked at Shang Yang with a sneer on his lips, and said, "Of course, you can also give up. After all, not everyone dares to go to the Hundred Battlefields. I can understand."

Just now, Shang Yang bluntly said that Liu Shi was weak and unworthy of being called his helper, and at this time Liu Shi seized the opportunity to counterattack, implying that Shang Yang was a cat and dog.

The two of them can be said to have come and gone, competing against each other, not giving in at all, and neither of them intends to show mercy to the other.

Shang Yang's eyes suddenly flashed with a sharp color, looking in the direction of Liu Shi, and there seemed to be a golden lightning bursting out from his pupils, shooting directly into Liu Shi's eyes, causing Liu Shi's face to change, and he felt a headache. A holy roc of light rushed into his mind, wanting to destroy everything.

"I will go to the battlefield, but you are not qualified to point fingers in front of me!"

An indifferent voice came from Shang Yang's mouth. The moment the voice fell, Shang Yang took a step forward, and an extremely surging momentum was born on his body. A dazzling light of rules slashed out from his body, and it was like thousands of huge waves superimposed together, turning into a great holy light of light and killing Liu Shi's body at the same time.

This holy light of light is not only aimed at the physical body, but also can cause damage to the soul level.

Seeing a holy light coming towards him, Liu Shi's face became extremely ugly, and finally a trace of panic appeared in his eyes. He could feel the terrible power contained in the holy light. Ordinary Yuanhuang nine-level realm would die if they touched it.

But Liu Shi could come to Wangtianque, so his own strength was naturally extraordinary.

But in an instant, Liu Shi regained his calmness, and slapped his hands forward. A huge and boundless purple lightning roc appeared in the depths. His eyes were extremely terrifying, and his huge wings were like the wings of the god of thunder. On them flowed wisps of destructive lightning, making a hissing sound, and even the space trembled slightly, as if it could not withstand such power.

Shang Yang glanced at the thunder roc in the void lightly, but there was not much ripple in his eyes. This kind of attack was insignificant in his eyes.

"Boom!"

A roaring sound was heard, and Liu Shi pressed his palm towards the void. Lei Peng's body trembled violently, and then it flew up like a hurricane. The gorgeous wings shot out terrible thunder and killing light, penetrating the space and shooting towards Shang Yang's body, as if to bury him.

"Unable to withstand a single blow." Shang Yang spit out a voice with disdain. Such a weak attack also wanted to compete with his holy light of light?

Simply, he didn't know how high the sky was and how deep the earth was!

In an instant, the dazzling holy light of light penetrated through the many thunder lights, as if it was unstoppable. The thunder light quickly dimmed, and the power in it seemed to be weakened a lot. In just a moment, the holy light of light descended on Liu Shi's forehead!