After Master Nanyang finished speaking, the face of Ren Qing, the elder of Quanyang Sect, instantly turned very ugly.
"Boy, who are you? How dare you be so arrogant in front of me."
Mr. Nanyang originally wanted to tell his name immediately so that he could scare the shit out of him.
However, Young Master Nanyang suddenly thought of what Li Yaoyao and Emperor Li Tian had said to him at the wine table a few days ago, and he immediately blurted it out.
"Little bastard, I will kill you today. Look at how arrogant and arrogant you are, little bastard."
Just when Ren Qing was about to take action, a middle-aged man suddenly walked up behind him.
"Great Elder, you still use an ox knife to kill a pig?"
Leave this arrogant little brat to me, junior brother."
The person who spoke was Ren Qing's junior brother Lang Meng, who was also the elder of Quanyang Sect.
Ren Qing pondered a little, nodded slightly and said.
"Junior brother, be careful."
"Don't worry, senior brother. I'm still confident of dealing with such a little brat."
Lang Meng finished speaking with a confident expression and slowly walked towards Mr. Nanyang.
Looking at Lang Meng who was walking slowly, a trace of disdain flashed in Mr. Nanyang's eyes.
"The clown wants to kill me, but he is really overestimating his capabilities."
As soon as Mr. Nanyang finished his cold words, his figure flashed and disappeared the next moment.
Lang Meng, who was originally full of confidence, suddenly changed his expression when he saw that Master Nanyang was so fast. He made a hand gesture with both hands, and the true energy in his body was boiling. He pinched the complex hand trick with both hands and pointed lightly in front of him.
The next moment, a thick yellow zhenqi shield appeared in front of Lang Meng.
At the moment when the shield flashed, Master Nanyang's figure appeared in front of everyone again.
"a bolt from the blue."
Following Mr. Nanyang's roar, an egg-sized ball of energy appeared in the center of his palm.
Mr. Nanyang slowly pushed out a palm. It seemed that the movement was quite slow. However, as Mr. Nanyang pushed out the palm, the white energy ball on the palm became bigger and bigger. In just a blink of an eye, it was already as big as Mr. Nanyang's hand.
about there.
At this moment, everyone can feel the terrifying energy contained in that terrifying energy light ball.
Lang Meng, who was looking at Quanyang Sect, finally lost the indifference on his face at this time and had a solemn look on his face. Waves of true energy shot out from his hands and blended into the shield in front of him, making the shield become
Thicker.
"boom!"
Master Nanyang's palm and the thick shield collided hard, causing a violent explosion.
The shock wave generated by the explosion caused by one attack and one defense instantly caused the surrounding space to become distorted.
Lang Meng, who was looking at Quanyang Sect, instantly turned pale as a sheet, his body quickly retreated, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from the air.
With just one move, Lang Meng was already at a disadvantage, and the Xiang family's camp immediately burst into cheers of joy.
"Sure enough, famous teachers give birth to great disciples. Master Nanyang's true energy is simply too powerful. It is really not easy for him to achieve this at such a young age."
Xiang Huairen said with admiration.
"Master Nanyang's father is a powerful Nascent Soul among the few casual cultivators. Master Nanyang has been taught by Nanyang Old Monster since he was a child. If he didn't have any strength, that would really surprise us."
The fat monk said with some jealousy.
And on the battlefield, after Young Master Nanyang succeeded, he simply showed no mercy to others. He chased after him in a flash. A cold air flashed through his sharp eyes, and a cold voice came from Young Master Nanyang.
Spit out from the mouth.
"Great Desolate Palm."
I saw Mr. Nanyang slowly push out a palm, and a powerful wave of energy vibrated in the void. In the blink of an eye, a huge palm suddenly appeared above the void.
This huge palm seems to cover the entire sky, exuding an ancient aura, making people feel the urge to hold the tripod in worship.
"Old Monster Nanyang's Great Desolate Palm, you are Young Master Nanyang."
A look of fear flashed across Lang Meng's face.
The Great Desolate Palm is the famous stunt of Nanyang old monster. Through this martial skill, Lang Meng recognized the identity of Nanyang Master.
"Hahaha, now you know who I am, it's too late, just go to hell."
Young Master Nanyang made a ferocious sound, and streams of pure Qi flew out from Young Master Nanyang's fingers and merged into the big palm of the void.
Boom! There was another loud noise, and the big palm of the sky was like a big mountain, pressing down towards the elder of Quanyang Sect.
"No, senior brother, save me."
Facing the terrifying big palm, Lang Meng had no power to resist at all and could only cry out in horror.
However, Lang Meng was too far away from the sect camp at this time, and even if the strong men of Quanyang Sect wanted to save him, it was too late.
"Ah..." Along with a miserable scream, Lang Meng's entire body was instantly turned into a meat pie, and he couldn't die anymore.
"Rumble.
As the huge palm disappeared, a huge deep pit was created in the earth by the huge palm. The whole earth was shaking violently, which showed how powerful this palm was.
"too strong."
For an instant, time seemed to have stopped. Everyone had this thought in their hearts at this time. It was really too powerful.
"He's such a piece of trash. He can't even take three of my moves, and he still dares to show off his power in front of me. He just doesn't know how to live or die."
As Master Nanyang's cold voice fell, a burst of cheers suddenly erupted from the Xiang family camp.
"Master Nanyang is mighty."
"Master Nanyang is really awesome."
Mr. Nanyang enjoyed this moment very much, cheering and shouting, and turned to face Xiang Yurou with a smile.
"I said, as long as I am here, your Xiang family will have nothing to worry about."
Although he doesn't like Young Master Nanyang, at this moment, Young Master Nanyang has given the Xiang family a good start. Naturally, he sincerely thanks Xiang Yurou, with an extremely charming smile blooming on his pretty face.
"Thank you, sir."
"Hahaha..." After being appreciated by the beauty, Mr. Nanyang was naturally in a happy mood. He burst into laughter and glanced at Emperor Li Tiandi who was hiding in the corner intentionally or unintentionally, feeling a burst of contempt in his heart.
The weak are the weak. They can only hide in the corner and watch the excitement, and will never enjoy the wonderful feeling of being in the spotlight.
When the two sides fight, some people are happy, while others are naturally unhappy.
At this moment, the Quanyang Sect lost a Jindan-level elder in the first battle, and was crushed by others. The atmosphere suddenly became very depressing.
The leader of the team, the Great Elder Ren Qing, had an extremely ugly expression on his face, and his cold eyes were filled with angry flames.
"Master Nanyang, our Quanyang Sect has no enmity or enmity with you, why did you do this to my junior brother?"