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High in the sky above the city, a powerful void force surged out from Yang Jie's body.

Yang Jie's aura changed, and he seemed to have disappeared in the Black Tortoise world, hiding in the void.

Yang Jie slowly raised his head to look at Xuanyuan Wu who was attacking, with a trace of fighting intent on his handsome face.

Yang Jie stretched out his hand, and lightly grabbed Xuanyuan Wu, the sky was suddenly plunged into darkness, a gray palm shrouding the heavens directly shattered the space, and slapped Xuanyuan Wu.

A horrible abyss-like aura permeated the gray palm, and wherever the gray palm went, the space was shattered into pieces.

When the countless cultivators in the city below saw this scene, expressions of horror appeared on their faces.

What a powerful force! The aura on this giant gray palm doesn't look like the attack of the Great Saint cultivator at all, it's more like the attack of the Holy Master cultivator!

"It's terrible! Is this the strength of the Holy Son of the Xudao Sect?" The three female disciples of the Jade Girl Pavilion looked at the sky in shock.

"Our Holy Maiden from the Jade Girl Pavilion doesn't know if we have a chance of winning against Yang Jie." A female disciple exclaimed.

"Presumptuous! How can we comment on the Holy Maiden of my Jade Girl Pavilion! Lord Holy Maiden is the most powerful disciple of my Talent in the past thousand years of my Jade Girl Pavilion, and this Yang Jie will only be a stepping stone on the way of Lord Holy Maiden's enlightenment in the future. "Song Jiajia said in awe.

The two female disciples behind them trembled suddenly, bowed their heads and stopped talking.

"It's interesting, Tianjiao's talk will be too boring." Chen Fan who was standing at the window smiled lightly, then turned and left directly.

After Chen Fan saw Yang Jie this strike, he already knew the outcome of the high-altitude battle.

This Xuanyuan Wu has no chance of winning in Yang Jie's hands.

"Fight!" High in the sky, Xuanyuan Wu looked at the giant gray palm attacking, without the slightest fear on his face, his whole body was filled with fighting intent, and all the Spiritual Qi in his body surged like a tide.

The sound of the dragon's chant resounded throughout the sky, and Xuanyuan Wu rushed to the gray palm with two spears in his hands with an unstoppable momentum.

Gold and gray instantly enveloped the sky above the city, and two terrifying auras drifted downwards. Many cultivators in the city were overwhelmed by this power.

Boom boom boom! The moment the two energies collided, they exploded instantly.

Xuanyuan Wu's figure was blown away dozens of miles in the explosion.

The golden armor on his body and the two spears in his hands turned into shards, and blood flowed from the corner of Xuanyuan Wu's mouth.

The berserk power was rampaging wantonly in his body, Xuanyuan Wufeng looked at Yang Jie in the air coolly.

He lost! Just one move! Yang Jie defeated him with just one move!

Xuanyuan Wu couldn't believe it was true, and was full of frustration.

"Your Highness, the third prince, the fight is over, can you stop pestering me?" High in the air, Yang Jie didn't make another move after the blow.

The breath on the body converged and returned to its original appearance.

"Well, Yang Jie, you are very strong, I am not your opponent!" Xuanyuan Wu also said straightforwardly.

"But my emperor brother has also come to Central Continent, he is much stronger than me, and he will avenge me at that time." Xuanyuan Wu revealed a sly smile in his eyes.

After finishing speaking, Xuanyuan Wu turned around and disappeared into the air.

A hint of helplessness appeared on Yang Jie's face, good guy! If you can't beat him, call him Dage.

The elder brother that Xuanyuan Wu spoke of was the current crown prince of the Xuanyuan Dynasty, and Xuanyuan was invincible.

Yang Jie had never met this prince of the Xuanyuan Dynasty, but he learned about it from his ancestor Wei Daozi.

This Xuanyuan Invincible Talent is exceptionally gifted, and the strength of the Cultivation Base is not weaker than him.

"Xuanyuan Wudi, I hope you won't let me down in three days." Yang Jie looked at the place where Xuanyuan Wu left, and muttered to himself, a trace of fighting intent flashed deep in his eyes.

Yang Jie's figure flashed, and he landed into the city from a high altitude.

After seeing Yang Jie again, many cultivators in the city backed away respectfully to make way.

After Yang Jie wandered around the city for a while, he walked to the restaurant where Chen Fan was.

"That's right, this is the one." Yang Jie looked at the restaurant and prepared to live here.

"Huh?" When Yang Jie walked to the door of the restaurant, he noticed the corpses of several Heavenly Dao Pavilion disciples on the ground at the door.

"Who is this so unmerited, why throw garbage everywhere." Yang Jie shook his head, walked around the corpse and walked into the restaurant.

……… Ask for flowers…

But before he entered the restaurant [Shuhuadao, a terrifying breath suddenly appeared in the sky above the restaurant.

When everyone in the Heavenly Dao Pavilion saw the corpse at the entrance of the restaurant, their faces were filled with anger, and murderous aura gushed out from their bodies.

An old man in white came out, looking at Yang Jie at the entrance of the restaurant with cold eyes, "Good boy, dare to kill my disciple of Heavenly Dao Pavilion!".

There is no one else in this restaurant within 100 meters of the prescription, only Yang Jie, so the people in Heavenly Dao Pavilion believe that Yang Jie killed their disciple.

"What?" Yang Jie looked at the crowd in the sky in bewilderment, not knowing what they were talking about.

"Kill me, a disciple like Heavenly Daoge, how dare you pretend to be a fool with me!" The old man in white snorted coldly, and stretched out his hand to grab Yang Jie. "A horrible breath flowed from his palm.

At this time, Yang Jie realized that the people in the sky mistakenly thought that the people on the ground were murdered by him.

Yang Jie, in gray clothes, had no wind, and a burst of breath burst out from his body, which directly turned into substance and repelled the palm of the old man in white.

"Stop, I didn't kill the people on the ground, I just passed by here to stay in the hotel." Yang Jie repelled the old man and explained.

In the sky, everyone in the Heavenly Dao Pavilion saw that Yang Jie easily repelled the attack of the old man in white, and their expressions became serious.

"With such strength, how dare you say it's not you!" The old man in white said with embarrassment on his face.

"Everyone follow me! Take this person down!"

"Yes!" Everyone in the Heavenly Dao Pavilion shot, and a terrifying aura gushed out from their bodies, and they were all cultivators.

Dozens of supernatural powers emerged in the sky, covering the sky and attracting the attention of many cultivators in the city.

"Huh? How did these people from the Heavenly Dao Pavilion get along with Yang Jie?" The three female disciples of the Jade Girl Pavilion were puzzled.

Don't say that the three of them don't understand, and I'm even more confused if I don't understand.

I am inexplicably blamed! Yang Jie had a slight embarrassment on his face, and glanced at the restaurant, he had already sensed several terrifying auras in the restaurant.

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