If you are not careful, you will die.

It is said that this is because the Martial Emperor's strength is too strong, and the sky does not allow anyone to easily obtain this power.

Because of this, many Martial Emperors will hesitate before being promoted. After all, the risk is too great, and many Martial Emperors die under the heavenly tribulation.

As for the current situation in Donghuafu, among the eight martial emperors, only Nangong Xiaoyue is an intermediate martial emperor, and the other seven are all junior martial emperors, with their own strengths.

Facing the eight martial emperors' gazes, Yitian looked as usual, and naturally turned his head to look at the people present. Among the dozens of martial masters, three of them attracted Yitian's attention.

The first one is a young man with a red body, even his hair and eyebrows are as red as flames, with a cool and arrogant expression on his handsome face.

"Yang Yan, how could he appear in this Wangyue Town?"

Looking at the young man in red, Yitian was quite surprised. He unexpectedly met the old friend of Qianyue Villa in this Nanyang land.

As far as Yitian knows, Yang Yan should be a disciple of Xuanyang Palace. It is obviously unreasonable to appear here with Yang Yan because of the relationship between the Nangong family and Xuanyang Palace.

Unless the people from the Nangong family do not know Yang Yan’s true identity.

When I saw Yang Yan, Yitian thought of Liu Ruyue and Qianyue Villa. I don’t know how the situation is now?

Looking away, Yitian looked at the second person, his eyes slightly rippling.

The second thing that caught Yitian's attention was a middle-aged man, who was moderately tall and short, fat and thin, and his round face was full of a kind smile.

When I first saw this person, I felt like a businessman, sleek and worldly, and good at observing words and expressions.

But if you look closely at this person, you will find that his eyes were covered with mist, and the light flashed from time to time, giving people a sense of mystery.

It seemed that he could sense Yitian's gaze. The middle-aged man smiled at Yitian, with a strange smell in his kindness.

The third thing that caught Yitian's attention was a blind man with a crutch in his hand, standing alone on the edge of the square, facing the direction where Yitian was.

The blind man was quite old, with a little messy gray hair, and there was no expression on his wooden face, but Yitian felt a trace of danger from him.

Looking at the blind man, Yitian felt a strange feeling in his heart, as if the blind man was not blind, he was looking at himself from a distance, with a look that ordinary people could not sense.

That kind of gaze is terrifying, as if you can see through what Yitian is thinking.

When Yitian was staring at the blind man, he felt as if he was staring at each other with the blind man. His eyes met in the air, and the oscillations of consciousness instantly reached hundreds of thousands of times.

This feeling was very real, which made Yitian realize immediately that this blind man had extraordinary abilities in the spiritual realm.

Withdrew his gaze, Yitian paid attention to the situation beside him. Xu Ruohua became the focus of countless people's attention, and many admiring eyes enveloped her.

There were also many jealous eyes in the crowd, most of which came from the Nangong family, such as Nangong Feiyun, Nangong Changtian, Nangong Tianlio, Nangong Huayi and others.

Yitian didn't care about this, and took Xu Ruohua and Lan Xin's hands leisurely and proudly, and walked towards the square with Long Yaozhu.

The Eighth Elder Nangong Zhenhua was located at the entrance of the square. Seeing Yitian approached, he nodded and smiled at him, and greeted, "Here, come here, let's have a rest."

Yitian glanced at Nangong Zhenhua and said to himself: "I am an uninvited guest. It is better for the elder to stay away from me, so as not to be implicated at the right time."

Nangong Zhenhua's smile froze. Yitian said this, which was quite rude. In such an occasion, Nangong Zhenhua could not get out of the market.

As an elder, Nangong Zhenhua took the initiative to greet Yitian, which was quite polite.

But whoever wants God to be rude and refuses to give face to Nangong Zhenhua in public is too arrogant.

"Nangong Feiyu, you are so arrogant that you don't even take the elder seriously."

This was from Nangong Jianwei's words. It was obvious that he wanted to provoke the relationship between Yitian and the Presbyterians, so that the elders were not satisfied with Tian's behavior.

"It's not just a stimulus, it's simply arrogant. The Eighth Elder greeted him kindly, but he actually said coldly and mocked him. He really deserves to be the Martial Master."

Nangong Huayi's words were even more obvious, which immediately aroused the dissatisfaction of many martial masters present, especially the elders of the Presbyterian Church.

Nangong Zhenhua looked angry. Just as he was about to speak, he snorted, "If I don't do this, how can you find an excuse to frame me? Now I will give you a bamboo pole, and you are in a hurry to climb up. How good can people like you be?"

Yitian's rebuttal was sharp and powerful, and it hit the nail on the head, which made Nangong Jianwei and Nangong Huayi look embarrassed and angry. Obviously, they didn't expect that Yitian would be the first to be a better player in the bickering.

Long Yaozhu smiled and said, "Well, this kind of insidious person who takes advantage of the situation and provokes right and wrong is really shameless. I feel disgusted when I see it."

Long Yaozhu's words were extremely harsh, which was equivalent to slapping Nangong Jianwei and Nangong Huayi in public, making them look as if they were ashen and roaring.

"Shut up, don't rely on your father's name to be here to be presumptuous."

Long Yaozhu shouted, "What, you are allowed to speak, and no one is allowed to speak? Just now, Nangong Feiyu refused out of kindness, but you were prone to right and wrong, and had ulterior motives. What are your intentions? Is it because you are unwilling to accept Nangong Feiyu and are jealous of Nangong Feiyu, so you want to take the opportunity to take revenge?"

Long Yaozhu is a person who is not afraid of heaven and earth. Her father Long Aoyun is an intermediate martial emperor and doesn't care about the primary martial emperor like Nangong Migrant at all.

"I'm not polite if you slander me again."

Faced with Long Yaozhu's questioning, Nangong Huayi was so angry that he could not afford to lose this person in front of all the martial masters and the martial emperors in the town.

Long Yaozhu raised her eyebrows and scolded, "What's your name? I just said casually that you are so excited. Obviously, you have a ghost in your heart, so you will be angry and anxious to cover up. Everyone knows this truth. Do you think that the people present are not as good as fools?"

At this moment, Long Yaozhu had a clear idea and a clever speech when she started to fight her mouth, which was really unexpected.

"You...you...you...you...you...you're so angry..."

Nangong Huayi, who has always been arrogant, was speechless by Long Yaozhu this time and was furious and furious.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Nangong Zhenhua advised: "Everyone should say less. This is just a misunderstanding, and there is no need to do this."

Yitian smiled coldly and said sarcastically: "It's a good misunderstanding, but it's okay if it's solved. If it's not for the misunderstanding, I'm afraid some people will have to be careful."

Nangong Jianwei stared at Yitian and asked, "What do you mean?"
Chapter completed!