The young man jumped down from the window and did not respond to the magician's words.
Instead, he patted the dust on his palms, looked at the Nanyang magician with black air all over his body and said with a smile: "The fluctuations emanating from your body are very evil. They are not true energy fluctuations. Tell me.
, where did you pop out of nowhere?"
"You dare to insult me, Nanyang?"
The evil sorcerer's eyes turned blood red. After he finished speaking in slightly jerky Chinese, the evil energy all over his body burst out, and the whole room was filled with gloomy winds, as if there was a feeling of ghosts crying and wolves howling.
In the field, it condensed into a huge and sad skull, charging towards Yang Tian.
There was a trace of disdain on the corner of Yang Tian's mouth.
"How dare you, a rookie who is just as good as the Nascent Soul Realm, be so presumptuous in front of this Immortal Emperor?"
He didn't even need to take action. He roared angrily and his consciousness instantly crushed the soul of the evil sorcerer.
The warlock barely had time to scream before he died.
"First!"
The young man whispered to himself, turned around and was about to leave, but at this time the frightened and dumbfounded white man quickly spoke respectfully and asked: "Can you tell me who you are?"
Yang Tian stopped, turned around, looked at him and smiled: "My name is Lei Feng!"
The white man quickly remembered the name, then bowed and thanked him repeatedly.
But when he raised his head again, the boy had disappeared from his sight.
The same scene was staged one after another in various parts of the capital.
An old man wearing colorful clothes bowed his head to a rich man from a distance.
The rich man was opposite the hotel where he lived. Just when he was successful, waves of fluctuations came from the space in his room.
When the old man saw this scene, his face changed color in horror.
The master who can break the void is at the lowest level of the Venerable. Could it be that the young man in front of him is the Venerable of China, and his cultivation level is the same as him.
"Which country are you from?"
The young man's tone was cold and indifferent.
The gray-haired old man muttered a few words, which seemed to be threats, but Yang Tian could not understand the meaning of the words, and could only hear the type of language.
"Thai? It seems you are a master in Thailand."
There was still disdain in his eyes.
The reason why Yang Tian remembers these things is of course to go to their country one day.
It is disrespectful to come and go without reciprocating. Daring to come to the capital to cause trouble at such a critical moment has created a gap.
The gray-haired old man seemed to be threatening, with strange fluctuations all over his body, and a needle and a villain in his hand.
When he recited the spell, there was a strange smile on the villain's face, and Yang Tian felt as if he was being implicated in some way.
But with such a level of cultivation, how could he be Yang Tian's opponent.
He has reached the Heavenly Realm, and the Saint Realm can generally sweep through the secular world.
As for Tianzun realm cultivation, as long as those old monsters in the Heavenly Emperor realm don't come out, basically in the secular world, you will kill gods when you meet them, and you will kill Buddhas when you meet Buddhas.
In the early stage, you will not encounter a terrifying existence on the level of the Corpse Emperor.
Therefore, when the gray-haired old man wanted to bow down to Yang Tian, Yang Tian took a step forward and was crushed by a terrifying aura. The gray-haired old man at the Venerable Realm was instantly seriously injured.
On weekdays, he shows off his power in his country and is very brave.
Now in front of Yang Tian, the young man didn't take any action at all and just crushed him to pieces.
"How many people did your country dispatch in total?"
Yang Tian asked in a cold voice.
However, due to the language barrier, the gray-haired old man mumbled a lot, but Yang Tian still couldn't understand.
Then he slapped him to death in a crack in the wall.
Say three words softly in your mouth.
"Second Person"
Then, after checking the positioning records, he took two steps forward and disappeared into the space instantly.
In a closed room, two bald monks wearing cassocks looked at the golden gold and white silver that had been captured in the past two days with ecstatic expressions on their faces."
One of the fat monks laughed loudly and said: "It seems that this trip to China is indeed the most correct choice. There are rich people everywhere here. If you rob one or two, you will be rich."
Another blind monk said with caution: "Don't be too optimistic. The country of Hua was once regarded as a forbidden land for cultivators by our country of India. Although the combined cultivation of the two of us is comparable to the saints here, we still cannot be careless. We have already
We’ve taken enough captives, so we’d better stop now.”
The fat man said nonchalantly: "What nonsense is China? It's ridiculous to have a forbidden area for practitioners. You don't know that I met two members of the God Group today. I thought they were masters, but I punched them.
The brain is simply terrible."
"You killed someone behind my back?"
The blind monk's face suddenly turned ugly, and then he roared angrily: "Asshole, how many times have I told you not to kill people from China. If we offend some powerful monks from China, we won't survive."
"Ram, you are too cautious."
The fat man said with a mocking look: "If I hadn't been afraid of causing international disputes, I would have gone on a killing spree. What about the powerful monks from China? If they came, I would..."
However, when the fat man had just finished speaking, a cold voice interrupted what he was about to say.
"How about you?"
The two Indian monks were stunned at first, and then their pupils could not help but shrink.
They were obviously well hidden, but they were still found.
At this time, a young man slowly walked out of the darkness. There was an indifferent frost on the young man's face, which could almost freeze a person's blood.
It is simply unforgivable that the brothers of the Celestial Team died at the hands of these two men.
"Who are you? How come you are here? You are not welcome here."
The blind monk stood up and spoke in a cold voice.
"The entire capital is my territory. You say I'm not welcome here? That's really ridiculous!"
The boy's voice was still so cold that it could freeze one's blood.
The blind monk felt the powerful aura of Yang Tian and couldn't help but shed a trace of cold sweat on his forehead.
"Is it possible that you are a monk from China? We entered here by mistake. We need to leave now. Please make it convenient for you."
"You want to leave after killing someone? Do you think it's possible without leaving your life behind?" There was a hint of mockery in the corner of the young man's mouth, and the aura from his body suddenly came out, and he crushed the two of them fiercely.
The two men's expressions changed in shock. The blind monk knew that the young man's cultivation was superior to his. If there was a fight, they would definitely be the ones to die.
And the fat man's face was full of despair and regret at this moment,
Just now he didn't believe that there were powerful masters in China, but now this young boy with a weak cultivation base is stronger than all of them combined. It's simply terrifying.
Yang Tian ignored the blind man, but looked at the fat man, and said in a tone as cold as ever: "You just said, how did you kill my brothers in the God Group?"
Cold sweat suddenly broke out on the fat monk's forehead.
He swallowed hard and said, "I'm from the Indian country. You can't touch me. If you do, you'll be at war with the Indian country."
"boom!"
Yang Tian punched out, and the fat man's sternum suddenly collapsed, his ribs were broken, and he hit the wall hard, causing the whole house to tremble.
"I asked you how you killed my brother from the Celestial Team!"
Yang Tian slowly walked towards the two of them, with terrifying murderous aura bursting out from his body.
"Stop it quickly, otherwise I will contact the Indian Embassy. We are magicians from India and are protected by our country."
The blind monk knew that Yang Tian's level of cultivation was definitely higher than theirs and that force could not solve the problem, so he planned to use the state to put pressure on Yang Tian."
However, how could Yang Tian care about these things.
With a disdainful sneer on his lips, he said: "If your Indian country dares to move, ten nuclear bombs will fly from the sky of China and explode in your city."
The blind monk was immediately frightened. He knew that an old man named Ye Zhun used military force to impose sanctions on Japan, exploded ten nuclear bombs, and killed millions.
If India encounters such a situation, I am afraid that the number of casualties will definitely start in the tens of millions.
He was too frightened to say anything, and Yang Tian strangled the fat man's neck with his palms, and said coldly: "If you dare to kill people from my God Group, you will regret coming to this world later."
As he spoke, under the horrified gaze of the blind monk, he crushed the fat man's bones bit by bit.
"ah!"
He kept wailing and screaming, the white bone stubble was exposed to the cold air, and the blood gathered into a pool of blood on the ground.
This torture lasted for a quarter of an hour, accompanied by his screams that were not like human voices. (To be continued)
