Chu Yang defeated Tong Huai and brought glory to these foreign core disciples and brought glory.

Yuwen Chuan was tortured by Gu Zhen and humiliated, bringing shame to them.

"Hmph! The top ten heroes in the empire are the most eminent, and it's so embarrassing to seek fame."

Wang Mang muttered.

Although the voice was not loud, it still came into Yuwen Chuan's ears, making his face change, and he shouted: "Wang Mang, you can say it again!"

Wang Mang raised his head and snorted: "So what if you say it again, Yuwen Chuan is just a person who seeks fame! So many of them say you, you are only targeting me now... Tsk tsk, the ninth prince of the Moshi Empire, dare not offend them, want to vent my anger? Tell you, there is no door!"

"If you want to fight, I, Wang Mang, will I accompany you to the end, really think I, Wang Mang, are afraid that you will not succeed?"

With words, Wang Mang's body and earth's momentum was fully integrated into the world, and it was in harmony with the entire world.

Wang Mang actually realized the power of unity between man and nature!

Not only that, in him, the vast mysterious power appeared and disappeared.

"The seventh level of Xuanwu Realm!"

Chu Yang was the first to react and looked at Wang Mang in surprise.

Half a year ago, the core disciples were selected, and Wang Mang was only a sixth-level warrior in the Xuanwu realm, and he had just realized the power of the unity of man and heaven.

Half a year later, Wang Mang actually realized the power of the unity of man and nature. Not only that, his cultivation level went further and entered the seventh level of Xuanwu Realm.

In half a year, his progress was even greater than Sima Changfeng!

"It seems that even if I didn't take action just now, Wang Mang was not afraid of Tong Huai's power."

Chu Yang said in his heart, unable to help but sigh.

"Wang Mang, you guy, have actually broken through!" Qiao Qingshan, who was standing beside Wang Mang, said in surprise.

"Hehe, Qiao Qingshan, if you have time, let's talk again?" Wang Mang was still a little embarrassed to let go of his defeat at Qiao Qingshan.

Qiao Qingshan is naturally not stupid: "Let's talk about it when I break through to the seventh level of Xuanwu Realm."

Now we are fighting with Wang Mang. It's completely a search for abuse.

Yuwen Chuan, who was still angry the moment before, had a face as heavy as water after Wang Mang showed his strong strength.

He had never expected that Wang Mang, who was far inferior to him, would have made a breakthrough in front of him half a year ago.

Now, if he faces Wang Mang, he will not be sure.

"I don't care about you because Wang Mang is the prince of the Tayan Kingdom and the Tayan Kingdom is also a subsidiary kingdom of the Empire."

With a low snorkeling, Yuwenchuan glanced at Wang Mang deeply, not without threat.

Wang Mang's face changed. He didn't expect Yuwen Chuan to be so despicable.

Use the imperial royal family to suppress him.

At this time, he really didn't dare to continue mocking Yuwen Chuan.

Even though he is fearless, he is unwilling to implicate his relatives because of his temporary speed.

"Tsk tsk, Yuwen Chuan, what else do you know besides being able to pretend to be a tiger's power?"

Almost anyone with a heart can hear the threat in Yuwenchuan's words. Gu Zhen smiled teasingly: "Yuwenchuan, I'm really curious. Is it the first person of the top ten heroes in the empire that you are the first person of the top ten heroes? In my opinion, let alone Wang Mang, even Qiao Qingshan, the third person of the top ten heroes, and Li Jing, the second person of the top ten heroes, are better than you."

"Grievance array, less provocation and discord."

Li Jing's eyes were sharp, and his eyes seemed to turn into sharp arrows.

Yuwen Chuan's face seemed to be covered with a thick layer of frost.

"Have you... said enough?"

At this moment, a majestic voice came down above the Fengyuntai.

It made Chu Yang and others unable to help but look up.

It turned out that at some point, Ying Xun, the owner of the Misty Palace, had arrived long ago, and the farce just now was obviously seen and heard by him.

"Master of the Palace."

Chu Yang and others hurriedly bowed to Ying Xun.

Ying Xun landed down, revealing an extremely majestic aura all over his body.

In an instant, the terrifying power of artistic conception swept out overwhelmingly, covering the twenty young strong men present.

Suddenly, everyone's faces changed drastically, including Chu Yang.

This is the artistic power of the earth martial arts power, which is higher than the perfect momentum of the unity of man and nature, and is a qualitative change in the "power".

"What a terrible power of artistic conception."

The powerful artistic power made Chu Yang feel breathless.

Ying Xun's artistic conception power is far beyond that of ordinary martial arts warriors.

Some core disciples were sweating profusely and their faces turned pale.

Finally, Ying Xun took back the power of artistic conception, and the twenty young strong men present felt relieved.

At this time, Ying Xun's eyes glanced at the twenty young strong men in front of him one by one, and said in a deep voice: "No matter what conflicts you have in the Immortal Palace, when you arrive at the ancient battlefield, if you know who dares to attack your own people, no matter what your background, you will definitely die!"

Those present enter the ancient battlefield, which is related to the interests of Lingxiao Immortal Palace, so Lingxiao Immortal Palace naturally has to set rules.

Otherwise, before competing with other forces, our own people will rebel first, and they will be dispersed and will not become a climate.

In this way, for Lingxiao Immortal Palace, there are many harms but no benefits.

"Have you heard it clearly?" Ying Xun's eyes fell on Chu Yang and others, and the power of artistic conception on his body was about to emerge.

It seemed as if Chu Yang and others dared to hesitate, the power of artistic conception would come again.

"I heard it clearly."

Chu Yang took a deep breath and spoke first.

Ying Xun, too powerful.

In his opinion, Ying Xun was at least a middle-level strongman in the Earth Martial Realm and an existence above the fourth level of the Earth Martial Realm.

Even the strong man from Lingxiao Immortal Palace who escorted him back and forth all the way was far inferior to Ying Xunqiang.

"I heard it clearly."

No one present dared to refuse to respond.

What a joke? Lord Lord of the Palace is obviously angry. If he doesn't go to his will, he is simply seeking death.

"The Palace Master is waiting for us outside, don't let him wait for a long time, leave!"

At the command of Xun, he took the lead in getting up in the air.

Chu Yang and others hurriedly followed.

In Lingxiao Immortal Palace, outside the inner gate, an old man standing there, like a perfectly integrated with the heaven and earth, leading ten people and waiting there.

Among these ten people, there are middle-aged people and old people.

"The Lord of Beiqi Palace."

Seeing the old man in the lead, Chu Yang's heart moved slightly.

This old man was the one who personally gave them soul fragments half a year ago.

One of the palace masters of Lingxiao Immortal Palace is Beiqi.

Among the other ten people, Chu Yang saw three familiar faces. They were the three powerful immortal palace masters who had escorted him, his brother Chu Feng and cousin Li Xiao back and forth to Lingxiao Immortal Palace.

The three strong men also saw Chu Yang and the other two and nodded slightly to the three. It was considered to be a greeting.

"There are all people, go."

The palace master of Lingxiao Immortal Palace, Beiqi, glanced at Chu Yang and others indifferently, and took the lead in missing the air.

Beiqi, as the supreme palace lord of Lingxiao Immortal Palace, is even more powerful than the palace lord of Misty Palace!

Every step he took was gone and disappeared from the spot and appeared again, tens of meters away.

"This is somewhat similar to the sky... However, the Lord of Beiqi Palace did not use any body skills, but his understanding of the artistic conception of wind!"

Chu Yang had a clear mind.

The power of artistic conception is infinitely mysterious.

The group of people shuttled through the clouds and mists, left the inner palace of Lingxiao Immortal Palace, passed by the outer palace, and flew away.

"It's actually on the east side."

The Lord of Beiqi Palace was in front of the mainland, and the group went east.

"Master Lord, how many days will we go to the ancient battlefield?"

On the way, Wang Mang couldn't help asking Ying Xun.

Ying Xun said: "We need to take care of your speed along the way, and occasionally rest. It should take about two months."
To be continued...