Elder Yu and others' jaws almost dropped to the ground.
"If I remember correctly, after fighting against the demon clan, he has just entered the Heavenly Saint realm from the half-step Heavenly Saint realm, but now his cultivation level..."
The merchant elder was so frightened that his legs became weak and he almost knelt down.
"This breath... seems to be from the late stage of the Heavenly Saint Realm. He, he, he... he actually crossed the middle stage of the Heavenly Saint Realm,"
The young elder of the Tang family was trembling all over, pointing at Yang Tian with a look of disbelief on his face.
"Monster, definitely a monster. Baishan has provoked people he shouldn't have provoked."
The corners of Elder Xia's mouth twitched, and he was afraid of Yang Tian from the bottom of his heart.
They only saw the glorious side of Yang Tian, but they did not see that the young man was now depleted of essence and blood. This level of cultivation was obtained by consuming all the essence and blood of his body.
Now Yang Tian's face is as pale as paper, and his thin body seems to be blown down by a gust of wind.
But no one in the room dared to underestimate him.
Because there are terrifying fluctuations in the young man's body at this moment.
That was a wave of power that could crush everything in time.
After reaching the early stage of the Hedao Saint Realm, he has the same power as the middle stage of the Heavenly Saint Stage. He can use all magical means to leapfrog and kill a veteran in the late stage of the Heavenly Saint Stage.
Baishan, on the other hand, has just entered the late stage of the Heavenly Saint Realm, and now his cultivation has been depleted by more than two-thirds, and his chest was pierced by the Immortal Killing Sword.
At this moment, he himself was almost exhausted.
Bai Shan watched Yang Tian also break through in the battle, his face twisted to the extreme.
"Asshole, how is this possible? This is absolutely impossible, I don't believe it."
His face was pale, like a crazy wild dog that kept barking.
"If you dare to hurt my sister, accept the judgment of death. Your Bai family will also pay the price of genocide for what you have done,"
Yang Tian raised his hand, used powerful immortal energy from the air, condensed a big golden hand to strangle Bai Shan, and lifted him up effortlessly.
Then the palm of his hand began to squeeze slowly. Baishan struggled hard at this moment, but he still couldn't escape the restraint.
The term "invincible at the same level" is not just talk.
Baishan, who was full of confidence and pride just now, finally became frightened. His bones were squeezed and began to separate from his flesh and blood. Even he now cannot bear the pain.
"No, you can't do this. I am the Heavenly Saint of the human race. We should belong to the same camp. Losing me is the loss of the human race. You must know that there is not one person among the billions of Heavenly Saints. If you kill me, you will be a sinner of the human race.
Kunlun will not let you go."
Bai Shan began to speak incoherently because of fear, but for these reasons, the young man only said one word.
Then the palm of his hand suddenly exerted force.
His two arms exploded into blood mist,
"ah!"
Bai Shan screamed miserably, no matter how powerful he was, the damage to his body would be conveyed to the depths of his soul.
"Do you still want my sister to be your cauldron?"
The young man asked softly,
"No, no, I beg for mercy. Master Yang Tian, please forgive me for my sins. I am willing to do anything to compensate you."
The White Mountains kept howling miserably.
At this moment, he was like a pug wagging its tail begging for mercy.
"I gave you a chance to beg for mercy."
Yang Tian's eyes were blood red, and a sneer appeared on his face.
"However, you didn't take it seriously. If so, you will have to bear all the costs for it."
After finishing his words, the young man exerted force on his palms again, and under the squeeze of the majestic immortal energy, Baishan's body began to gradually deform.
Blood continued to sprinkle in the air, and the white bone stubble broke, piercing his flesh and blood and exposing it to the air.
His wailing sounds continued, and boundless regret filled his mind.
Finally, the body turned into a blood mist.
Baishan's soul rushed out of the blood mist and glanced at Yang Tian with hatred. When he was about to escape, he was still choked by the young man's hand.
"Can you escape?"
Baishan's soul said in fear: "Leave me a way to survive."
"Delusion!"
The young man shook his head slightly, and a ball of golden flame burst out from his eyes.
Burning Sky Flame can burn everything in the world,
When Bai Shan's soul touched the flame, he immediately let out an even more mournful wailing sound.
The boundless despair made him regret everything he had done to offend Yang Tian.
He shouldn't underestimate the young man in front of him, let alone covet Yang Xue.
But it's too late to say anything now.
Now his soul is being burned by flames, and he is suffering the pain of hell, unable to survive or die.
The flame lasted for three sticks of incense.
And Baishan's soul also howled miserably for three sticks of incense before it disappeared and disappeared into ashes.
This whole scene was watched by Mr. Yu and others.
At this moment, their legs and feet were so weak that they could no longer stand up. They all looked at the figure in white clothes covered in blood with fearful expressions.
Fortunately, they didn't completely offend the boy.
Otherwise, they might have endured what Baishan endured just now.
That is truly unable to survive and unable to survive.
At this moment, their faces were full of awe. They thought that this scene would be deeply imprinted in their minds for the rest of their lives and would never be forgotten or betrayed.
However, none of this has anything to do with Yang Tian.
Now the young man is shaking all over and has lost all his essence and blood, which is equivalent to a serious injury to his vitality.
He walked up to Yang Xue and looked at the young lady who was already crying into tears, with a pale but warm smile at the corner of his mouth.
"Sister, I helped you get revenge."
As soon as he finished speaking, his vision went dark and he lost consciousness instantly.
His consumption this time was really too great.
I don't know how long it took before he finally woke up from his deep sleep.
At this moment, his consciousness was still a little blurry, and he could only feel a faint fragrance between his nose.
When he moved his fingers slightly and opened his eyes, he found himself lying in his sister's arms.
Yang Xue also noticed his awakening.
There was a heavy look of exhaustion on her pretty face, and her delicate body was a little shaky. It was obvious that she had not rested during this period.
"Xiaotian, how are you feeling? Are you feeling better?"
Yang Xue touched his face affectionately and spoke softly.
Yang Tian nodded, then stood up from her arms, his face still pale and weak, and asked: "Sister, how long has it been? Where are we now?"
"This is already the fifth day you have been in coma. We are now in the Xia family among the four ancient families, and they entertained us."
"Xia family!"
The young man murmured to himself. After remembering the name, he looked at Yang Xue with some distress and asked, "Sister, why didn't you rest? You were injured to begin with."
Yang Xue shook her head and said with a gentle smile: "How can I sleep until you wake up."
She touched the boy's hair: "Fortunately, you finally woke up. Otherwise, how could I explain to my parents? Promise me, you won't be so desperate next time."
The young man laughed and shook his head: "That won't work. No one can bully my sister, not even immortals, not even gods. Who dares to bully you? Gods will kill gods, and Buddhas will kill Buddhas."
His tone was full of determination.
However, I got a violent shock on my head.
"Why are you so disobedient?"
Although the girl spoke words of complaint, tears of emotion gathered in her eyes.
Yang Tian scratched his head and chuckled: "I listen to everything else I say, but I can't listen to this sentence."
Yang Xue's eyes were red, and the mist in her beautiful eyes finally fell.
She hugged Yang Tian tightly, her pretty face buried in the young man's shoulder, and she was completely moved.
Yang Tian raised the corners of his mouth,
He cultivated to become the Heaven-breaking Immortal Emperor and lived a new life. If his sister was harmed again, how would he be different from a waste? What's the use of cultivating to such a terrifying state?
After waiting for a long time, Yang Xue was still crying.
Yang Tian scratched his head, not knowing how to persuade.
In the end, he couldn't help but said: "Sister, men and women don't know each other, so you're not satisfied if I lend you my shoulder for a while. If you want to cry, find a man and cry on his shoulder."
One sentence destroys the touching atmosphere in the force field.
Yang Xue stopped crying. She stretched out her jade hand and twisted the soft flesh on Yang Tian's waist. She did a 360-degree reversal and wiped the tears on her pretty face. At this moment, her face
It turned into a little cat.
But when she bites her teeth, she looks like a tigress.
"Okay, boy, your sister finally gave you a chance to lend her shoulders, but you still disliked it, and refused to kiss each other. Why didn't you say anything when I took off your rags and helped you change?
Can men and women be intimate? You still dare to treat your sister as an outsider and ask me to find a man. I will kill you!" (To be continued)
