Xu Zimo frowned slightly, then relaxed his brows and asked: "To be honest, who wants to see me?"
“You’ll know when you get there,” the golden-armored warrior replied.
“Sure enough, it seems you lied to me,” Xu Zimo said.
“So what,” the golden-armored warrior snorted coldly.
However, as soon as he finished speaking, Xu Zimo's figure had already emerged.
Hand held the opponent's neck directly with one hand, and the powerful force directly slammed the opponent's head against the wall next to him.
The walls are broken, like tofu.
The figure of the golden-armored warrior was also embedded in the wall, and blood flowed out.
The golden armored warrior didn't seem to have reacted yet.
Some people dared to attack me in the Temple of the Sun.
This can be said to be a turmoil on Tai Sui's head.
“You want to die,” the golden-armored warrior said angrily.
But as soon as he finished speaking, Xu Zimo punched him again.
Just listen to a "boom" sound.
The fist was like a strong wind, landing heavily on the face of the golden-armored warrior.
The golden armor on his body was shattered, revealing his bloody face.
“Tell me, who is looking for me,” Xu Zimo replied.
"I won't tell you, you're dead," the golden-armored warrior said with a malicious look in his eyes.
“You won’t be able to see whether I die or not, but you will definitely die,” Xu Zimo sneered.
He slapped it down again.
This palm has a strong sense of oppression, the kind that intends to kill the opponent with one palm.
“Wait a minute,” the golden armored warrior also panicked and shouted quickly.
“What?” Xu Zimo said with a smile.
“Afraid?”
“I tell you, let me go,” said the knight in golden armor.
“Okay,” Xu Zimo nodded.
“This is Master Muyang,” the golden-armored warrior replied.
“I was originally reporting to the Saint, but instead of seeing the Saint, I was stopped by Master Mu Yang outside.
When he heard about it, he asked me to take you to see him."
“What is Master Muyang?” Xu Zimo asked.
“He is the young master of our Sun Palace, and his status is the same as that of the saint.” The golden armored warrior replied.
“What did he do when he saw me?” Xu Zimo asked doubtfully.
It seems that I don’t know the other person.
“I don’t know about this, but the young master must have his own ideas,” the golden-armored warrior replied.
“Okay, I have said everything I need to say now, please let me go.”
“Sorry, I regretted it,” Xu Zimo smiled.
He directly broke the golden armored warrior's neck and burned him to ashes with a burst of fire.
In fact, from the moment the other party deceived him, he was doomed.
Xu Zimo looked forward, he wanted to meet Mr. Mu Yang.
He walked forward alone, and the flames around him turned from golden to golden red.
Finally, Xu Zimo’s figure stopped in front of a lake.
This entire lake is golden.
The waves are sparkling, as if refracting a sun in the void.
In front of the lake is a thatched house.
In front of the thatched house, a young man wearing a linen gown was sitting by the lake, holding a fishing rod and fishing on the lake.
“Mr. Muyang?” Xu Zimo asked.
“What are you doing with Qing’er?” the young man asked, concentrating on fishing.
The Qing'er he mentioned must be Murong Qing.
“It’s just an acquaintance catching up, so I don’t need to report to you,” Xu Zimo said.
“Qing’er has been mumbling a person’s name since she came back from the Evil Demon Realm.”
Young Master Mu Yang said: "If my prediction is correct, you must be the person she met in the Evil Demon Realm."
“You have enough nonsense, just say what you want to say,” Xu Zimo replied.
“Qing’er and I have been childhood sweethearts since we were young, and she and I have been engaged for a long time.
So I’m reminding you to stay away from her,” Mr. Mu Yang replied.
Xu Zimo shook his head and laughed.
“It seems that Murong Qing doesn’t like you, otherwise you wouldn’t have a sense of presence in this kind of thing.”
"What did you say?" The fishing rod in the young man's hand broke and he slowly stood up from the ground.
The power around him is very strong.
Like a gathering storm.
Of course, the strongest thing is the flame on the surface of his body, which is really like the sun, burning everything with indescribable high temperature.
The golden red flames are raging.
“I said, you can only find a sense of presence here,” Xu Zimo repeated.
“It seems that you are not afraid of me. Do you believe that I can cancel your quota to enter the place of origin?” Master Mu Yang said.
He is the young master of the Sun Palace, and his words have a certain amount of gold.
“Do you believe it or not, I can make all of you Fire Tribe kneel down and call me daddy?” Xu Zimo asked.
He holds in his hand the flow of all waters.
This is something that can make up for the shortcomings of the Fire Tribe and allow them to reach a higher peak.
It is no exaggeration to say that if people of the Fire Tribe want to go higher, they must need the flow of ten thousand waters.
And Xu Zimo is the father of all their Fire Tribes.
Mr. Mu Yang snorted coldly and stretched out his hand to grab Zimo.
The faint aura emitted suddenly became stronger and weaker.
It seems to be maintained between the peak of semi-saint and great emperor.
“It seems that you haven’t even broken through to Half-Saint,” Xu Zimo shook his head in disappointment.
“It’s enough to kill you,” Master Mu Yang shouted angrily.
When he grabbed him with his big hand, the domineering figure behind Xu Zimo drew his knife.
The violent sword intent cut his palm in half.
“Kill,” Xu Zimo shouted softly.
The shadow of the tyrant transformed into thousands of blades of energy, constantly stirring in the void.
The void shattered and surrounded Mr. Mu Yang.
The opponent kept breaking the sword intent.
However, when he had no time to think about it, Xu Zimo kicked him directly.
The big footprints were on the opponent's chest, and Master Muyang's figure fell into the lake.
Mr. Mu Yang stood up in the embarrassed lake, his whole body already wet.
The breath on his body became weaker.
It seems to have stabilized at the peak of the Great Emperor.
“If I hadn’t been in the realm of attack during this period, I would have definitely fought to the death with you,” Master Mu Yang said angrily.
After all, we have to go to the place of origin.
He wanted to make his strength stronger, so he wanted to enter the semi-saint level.
"I'm here to accompany you at any time, but you missed my business. How do you settle this account?" Xu Zimo asked.
“What do you want?
Don’t forget, this is the Palace of the Sun,” Mr. Mu Yang snorted coldly.
This is his territory, and he is the young master of the Sun Palace.
So he believed that Xu Zimo would not act recklessly.
“I am a person who never follows the rules,” Xu Zimo stepped forward directly.
Speaking, he killed him.
The tyrant shadow is suspended above the head, and endless sword intent spurts out.
Mr. Mu Yang wanted to defend himself, but it was already too late.
The strong sense of oppression struck again.
Xu Zimo was as fast as lightning and hit Mr. Mu Yang again and kicked him away.
“Damn it,” Mr. Mu Yang said angrily with his hair disheveled.