As soon as the emperor's corpse became the emperor's corpse, the saintess opened the coffi

Carrier!

Fight God's will, fight impermanence!

The two arrogances in the direct line of the Zhan family!

Beside the sedan chair, there is a figure hanging in the air.

Li Wanhua!

The holy son of Huaxianzong, who has the physique of a fairy!

"Master, it's the master who has come out!" Wu Daotian was pleasantly surprised.

He suddenly felt a strong killing intent, rushing towards his face.

"Master, save me!" Wudaotian shouted.

As he spoke, a white light went straight into his eyes.

And he no longer has the ability to escape.

"I'm going to die!" Wu Daotian seemed to see great terror.

At this time, a powerful profound energy descended, blocking in front of him.

The white light that shot towards Wudaotian was blocked by profound energy.

"Bad, almost!

Fortunately, the master is back, otherwise I would have died! "

Wu Daotian looked up and saw Li Wanhua pointing at him.

The fairy guides the way!

"Someone dared to attack the master's servant, how brave.

Who is it, get out of here! " he shouted angrily.

A threat made everyone look up.

"It's the Holy Son of Huaxianzong, Li Wanhua!"

"I remember he is Yang Yan's servant!"

"There should be Yang Yan inside the double-decker sedan chair!"

"Wait, isn't that Zhan Tianyi? Why is he also carrying the sedan chair?"

"It seems that he was also defeated by Yang Yan, and he is indeed the number one in the list!"

The appearance of the sedan chair was recognized by everyone, and the person among them was Yang Yan, who ranked first on the people list!

"Master, be careful, someone is going to shoot you and kill you because you are number one on the list!" Wu Daotian reminded.

In a word, Li Wanhua, Zhan Tianyi, Zhan Wuchang are awe-inspiring.

They are all Holy Sons, figures of the Tianjiao level.

They have seen this kind of assassination countless times.

The reason is naturally clear!

"So it's someone who is jealous of my master's talent, come out!" Li Wanhua was very forceful.

Now that he has broken through the cultivation base of the four-pole secret realm, the immortal physique has been opened up a lot.

Confidence greatly increased!

"Oh, it turned out to be the Holy Son of the Huaxian Sect, Li Wanhua.

I am out! "A voice came from the city.

"They and Yang Yan are in the same party!" Another indifferent voice sounded.

"Since you are with him, let's kill him together!

They are too talented, blocking the way forward for my son! "Then an old voice came out.

The person who wanted to kill Yang Yan was not just one person, but a group of people!

"On the road to becoming emperor, there is only one person.

Kill them, we will fight again! "

"it is good!"

The killing intent was raging, soaring straight into the sky.

These people did not reveal their real bodies, but appeared as projection clones.

Standing in the void, with hands behind his back, like a senior expert.

The cultivation base of these people is at least four-pole secret realm.

And the reason why he didn't expose himself was because he was worried about being retaliated against.

You must know that Huaxianzong and Zhanjia are not simple existences.

The forces behind it are as huge as them!

The Holy Son was killed, and these sects would take revenge, and they would suffer a lot.

So he appeared as a projection clone, even covering his face!

Even if these people are killed, no one will know who did it.

"There are a lot of monks in the four-pole secret realm!"

Some ordinary monks were so frightened that they broke out in cold sweat.

Their figures slowly hid and hid, for fear that the fluctuations generated by these people's shots would hurt them.

In the blink of an eye, more than 20 projection clones appeared above the void.

These people are all tall and straight, with mysterious energy surging all over their bodies.

The air is like the surging sea, turbulent and surging.

"It's so pitiful that everyone dare not meet in person!" Li Wanhua said contemptuously.

A projection clone with a throwing knife hanging from his waist sneered.

"To kill you, you don't need to reveal your true body!"

With a sudden wave of his hand, a flying knife flew past, like a ray of white light piercing the sky.

The speed is extremely fast, it is amazing!

Li Wanhua pressed his finger.

"The fairy guides the way!"

A strand of profound energy rushed out and collided with the flying knife.

When the two clashed, Li Wanhua was shocked and took several steps backwards.

The profound energy in his body fluctuated, making his complexion ugly.

"Master, their cultivation base is very high!" Li Wanhua said.

The cultivation base is definitely at the upper level of the four-pole secret realm, penetrating through the limbs, close to the existence of the gods who reach the sky!

"You said our cultivation base is very high? Are you afraid?" The projection avatar who cast the throwing knife laughed.

"Seeing a proud man, the Son is afraid,

I don't know why, but my heart is very excited! "

"I think it's because you were not as good as the holy sons of various places, Tianjiao, and you were knocked down and kicked out of the road to becoming an emperor.

Although the cultivation base is not high now, but he can crush the Sons and kill them, that's why he is so excited! "

"That's how I am, the more Son Tianjiao I kill now, the more excited I am.

You all kneel down to us, maybe we'll spare your lives! "Another projection avatar said arrogantly.

"Please, we won't kill you.

Only kill the innermost one, Yang Yan!

Hurry up, or you will all die today! "Another projection clone spoke.

Inside the sedan chair, Leng Biyue and the others looked solemn.

"Master, this person should be a young genius of the previous generation." Leng Biyue said.

Yang Yan nodded slightly, his body was full of morality.

After leaving the list of people, his Heavenly Tribulation has already sensed his existence and is about to appear.

"I know, they are nothing." Yang Yan said calmly.

In his eyes, these people in front of him are nothing but clowns.

His opponents were never them!

The road to becoming an emperor is full of thorns.

Not only to defeat, but to transcend the same realm, the arrogance of the same generation, the Holy Son.

But also surpass the previous generation, the previous generation's arrogance, the Holy Son.

Even Tianjiao, who was sealed from ancient times, will join the fight for the throne.

Yang Yan's opponent is Tianjiao who has gone a long way and is ahead of him.

He is going upstream.

"My catastrophe is coming, you guys leave here first.

I'll take care of these people. "Yang Yan said in a low voice.

Today, he is going to start a killing spree!

His servant was almost killed.

This person even joined forces and threatened him!

All courting death!

His words made Leng Biyue, Xue Nishang and the others shudder.

They have seen Yang Yan's catastrophe before.

That's too scary!

"Master, be careful!" Leng Biyue said with concern.

Xue Nishang is also very concerned about Yang Yan's safety.

"Master, we can accompany you through the catastrophe," she said.

Yang Yan shook his head slightly.

"No, you are here, but it will distract me."

"kindness."

Leng Biyue, Xue Nishang, Jing Yin, Jing Xin, Xiao Hua, and One Horned Pegasus got out of the sedan chair together.

"Saint Leng, why did you come out?" Li Wanhua asked in surprise.

Leng Biyue kept a cold face.

"Master's catastrophe is coming, he told us to leave as soon as possible,

so as not to affect us. "

Heavenly Tribulation!

hiss!

"Okay, master, let's go first." Li Wanhua bowed and said.

Yang Yan's catastrophe was too terrifying.

If they stay here, they will definitely die.

In a blink of an eye, Li Wanhua, Linghu Chongtian, Leng Biyue, Xue Nishang, and Chu Meier came out one after another.

"Does the master really not need our help?" Qingfeng and the others asked Chen Yuan, who had never seen Yang Yan's catastrophe.

"No need, you take Wu Daotian with you and let's go together." Leng Biyue directed.

Yang Yan is not here, she and Xue Nishang are in charge of everything.

"Yes."

Helping up Wudaotian, they headed out of Tianlei Dihuo City together.

This way, no one dares to stop them.

"In the sedan chair, there are so many arrogance, saintesses."

"I didn't expect the saintess of the Fairy Sect and the saintess of Yaochi to bow down to Yang Yan!"

"They are all leaving now, why?"

"Maybe he thought that Yang Yan must die, so he ran away!"

"Probably!"

The projection clones hanging in the air did not stop Chu Meier, Leng Biyue and the others.

It is really the holy land behind them, the sect is too powerful, they dare not mess with it for the time being.

"Yang Yan inside, come out and die!" The old man surrounded by throwing knives shouted angrily.

Whoa!

At this time, the curtain of the sedan chair was pulled open, and Yang Yan walked out slowly!