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Chapter 2213 My home court!

"Thousands of years have passed since the era of Saint Yingluo.

Although for many beings, a thousand years is just a blink of an eye.

But for many young people, it can change a lot of things.

In a thousand years in the mortal world, a dynasty has changed.

What's more, the Qingxue Saint in front of me ranks third among the three thousand saints in Zixiao Palace.

For a person of this level, it takes a thousand years to go from divine king to divine master, which is actually not that fast."

While Bai Yan was sighing in his heart, Soraka said directly.

There was a little solemnity in her tone, and a little emotion.

Then, without waiting for Bai Yan to respond, Soraka spoke again: "And I feel that the fifth level of the Goddess of Qingxue Saint in front of me is not the ultimate achievement of her thousand years of hard work.

If people like them wanted to pursue breakthroughs, they would have already reached the peak of God Lord.

Therefore, the foundation of Qingxue Saint may be a bit terrifyingly deep.

If you fight, you must not reveal your methods in the world.

People in high positions like this may not have the information to control the name of Bai Yan in your world."

After hearing Soraka's words, Bai Yan nodded silently.

But the look he looked at Saint Qingxue was still so frivolous.

"It is said that beauty is fickle, but no matter what posture the beauty is in, she is always so alluring.

I am sure that I, Yanbai, will never be able to forget this in my life.

No matter whether we are destined to meet each other today, you, Saint Qingxue, will always be a concern in my heart."

Even though Qingxue Saint's breath sutra completely locked herself.

But Bai Yan's expression remained extremely calm.

His demeanor has not changed at all.

Then he saw the seal in his hand move, and the ancient book on his left hand turned a few pages again.

A series of golden lights actually appeared on the ancient book.

This golden light directly condensed into a figure, and it was the Qingxue Saint in front of me.

"court death!"

The opponent directly condensed his own figure, which was undoubtedly a huge provocation and blasphemy to Saint Qingxue.

She couldn't hold it back any longer, and her aura suddenly became fierce.

Then he slapped Bai Yan with his palm.

This palm looks light and light, without even any strangeness.

But where the palm wind passed, the void suddenly burst.

This is the kind of power that can only be achieved by condensing one's own energy to the extreme.

Not even an iota of that energy was wasted.

Bai Yan's expression became serious again.

The Heavenly Demon Skill was activated by him in an instant.

A strange demonic aura filled the air.

Bai Yan did not hesitate, and used the pure power of the Demonic Art to focus on his right hand.

Although he did not use the Dharma Image, he went through the operation route of the Fist of Heaven Fist of the Dharma Image in his mind.

Then he punched out like a Heavenly Fist.

At this moment, Bai Yan's demonic energy was also not wasted.

Under the control of power, Baiyan is only stronger than the Qingxue Saint.

"Boom!"

The next moment, Saint Qingxue's palm came into contact with Bai Yan's fist.

There was a dull sound of a fist hitting the flesh between heaven and earth.

But there are no energy ripples dissipating out of the void.

This was an angry blow from Saint Qingxue, and Bai Yan responded to it very seriously.

After a stalemate for about two seconds, the two men retreated violently backwards at the same time.

Immediately, both of their faces showed a look of disbelief.

Neither of them were very satisfied with the result of this attack.

As far as Saint Qingxue is concerned, she is the existence of the third sequence of Zixiao Palace.

Although she always looks noble, she rarely fights with others.

But since he can sit in this position, he cannot be weak in terms of combat effectiveness.

Even very few people know that in terms of combat power, it is common for the Holy Lady of Qingxue to jump over the ranks and fight.

Although Bai Yan's cultivation seemed to be two levels higher than hers, Saint Qingxue completely ignored it.

As for Bai Yan, he had a high level and a low level, and ended up in a tie.

For Bai Yan, this is absolutely unacceptable.

While thinking like this, Bai Yan's Heavenly Demon Skill was already in motion again.

However, my heart is solemn.

On the surface, he still has to maintain his characteristics of being a disciple.

Still acting very frivolous and casual.

"Haha, I didn't expect Miss Qingxue to be so powerful in combat.

This was an unexpected surprise.

I really can't defeat you with only 70% of my skill.

In fact, we can really find a place to have a deeper understanding.

Maybe, miss, you have really seen the shining point in me."

At this time, the meaning of Bai Yan's words is self-evident.

Hearing this, Saint Qingxue's anger became even more intense.

The next moment, a burst of purple light suddenly burst out from her body.

When the purple light filled the air, the aura of Saint Qingxue became even more sacred.

Then, a pair of lavender transparent gloves suddenly appeared on the hands of Saint Qingxue.

This glove is obviously a very powerful spiritual weapon.

As soon as she put it on her hand, it already showed its heavy and sharp power.

"I will teach you a lesson today on behalf of the Nine Heavens God Emperor!"

After saying this, Saint Qingxue clenched her fists with both hands.

Then he ran towards Bai Yan and punched Bai Yan directly in the chest.

After putting on this glove, the power of this punch was much more powerful than the previous slap against Bai Yan.

The saint who looks so holy and perfect turns into a humanoid tyrannosaurus in an instant when fighting.

This was something Bai Yan had never imagined.

"So fierce?

You can’t use Taichu Shenglong Dao, otherwise you will have to teach this bitch how to behave in that fighting form!"

Bai Yan muttered to himself, and Bai Yan did not hesitate.

The magic power is working again.

It's still a simulated Fist of Heaven, but this time Bai Yan has added a little bit of the power of the world in a subtle way.

The power is also incomparable.

Bai Yan's attitude towards his opponents has always been that no matter what method they use to attack.

He will try his best to respond in the same way.

"boom!"

It was too late, then it was too late, and the next moment their fists violently touched each other again.

It's just that this attack is no longer evenly matched.

Bai Yan stood still and didn't move at all.

The expression on her face was still frivolous, but the figure of Saint Qingxue retreated ten feet.

This blow was decisive.

"Miss Qingxue, I would like to write down the previous proposal.

As long as Miss is willing, we can still enjoy the flowers together on Zixiao Cliff before the moon and under the moon.

If the lady does not agree, then I will have an in-depth understanding with the lady in the future.

But at this time, I may ask the young lady to leave the Zixiao Cliff first.

As for this place, until the Zixiao Palace Daoguo Conference is fully convened, it will become my home court!"


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