1000: C1000 Arrogant

C1000 Arrogant

Yan Yunpo opened his mouth and said 'trash', causing Nangong Ao and the others to have an ugly expression on their faces.

However, Yan Yunpo had obviously ignored them.

Nangong Ao and the others didn't say anything in the end. After all, they could clearly sense the terrifying energy fluctuation coming from Yan Yunpo's body.

Six star Martial Saint!

Furthermore, it was so strong that it could suppress Li Hentian, Lo Di and the others. How could they fight against it?

Although he was arrogant, he did have the capital to be arrogant.

However!

Zhan Tianming was unhappy in the bottom of his heart.

Dammit! Isn't this bastard a little too arrogant? Isn't he just a Six Star Martial Saint? He acted like he was twenty to fifty thousand years old. If it wasn't for the fact that he couldn't use the Bloodline Martial Skill right now, he could have killed him with just a slap. Or perhaps he could just release the Puppet Lion, which would be enough for him to drink a few pots. What right did he have to be arrogant?

Forget it, being angry with such an arrogant and arrogant person was purely looking for trouble for himself.

He couldn't be bothered with it.

Although Zhan Tianming didn't want to cause trouble, Yan Yunpo said disdainfully, "Humph! A bunch of trash, what are you staring at? Are you unhappy? Then you can challenge me, I will accept your challenge at any time. Even if you all attack together, it won't be a problem."

" You... " Nangong Ao couldn't hold it in anymore.

His eyes were staring at Yan Yunpo.

"Yan Yunpo, don't think that you are so great. I, Nangong Ao, will challenge you now."

"Humph! Humph!" Yan Yunpo sneered disdainfully. His eyes also fell upon Nangong Ao. "You? A four-star Martial Sovereign trash is not even qualified to carry my shoes."

"What did you say?" Nangong Ao was furious.

"But..." Yan Yunpo changed the topic and glanced at Murong Taibao and Dongfang Yuechu. Zhan Tianming and the others said, "You are stronger than them. At least you dare to talk back to me. The others are not even as good as trash. They were scolded like grandsons by me, but they didn't even dare to fart. "

At the end, Yan Yunpo's gaze returned to Nangong Ao.

"Hmph! Kid, although I praised you a little, you have to pay the price for contradicting me."

Whoosh!

Right after his voice faded, a terrifying force struck Nangong Ao's body.

Bang!

Nangong Ao was sent flying and crashed onto the ground thirty feet away.

"Puff..."

A mouthful of blood was spat out from his mouth.

Nangong Ao held his chest with one hand. His eyes were wide open and his face was filled with disbelief. He really couldn't imagine how he didn't even know how Yan Yunpo attacked just now.

The difference in strength between the two of them was like heaven and earth.

"Who else is unhappy? Just stand out." Yan Yunpo looked at Zhan Tianming and the others proudly.

Murong Taibao was the first to lower his head when his gaze swept past them.

Although Guo Jiale was very unhappy, he believed that his strength was at most on par with Nangong Ao's. Nangong Ao, on the other hand, couldn't even withstand a single attack from his opponent, so he stood out. He was simply looking for trouble, so he could only feel anger rising in his heart. In the end, he chose to remain silent.

Dongfang Yuechu's beautiful face was covered by a veil, so nothing could be seen. However, there was also a flash of anger in her eyes.

However, facing such a powerful Yan Yunpo, she didn't have any strength to resist.

Zhao Haifeng had been injured a long time ago, and he still hadn't fully recovered from his injuries.

Finally, Yan Yunpo's gaze fell upon Zhan Tianming. Both of their gazes collided in the void.

"Hmph! Why? Are you unhappy?" Yan Yunpo asked in a deep voice.

Guo Jiale, Dongfang Yuechu, Nangong Ao, and Zhao Haifeng all looked at Zhan Tianming, as if they hoped that Zhan Tianming would stand out and seek justice for them.

Under their gaze, Zhan Tianming, who was already at the edge of anger, took a step forward.

Seeing this, Li Hentian quickly tried to dissuade him, "Nephew Yan, Zhan Tianming, don't get angry. All of you are here to represent the Southern Region to participate in the Eight Realms Battle. If there is an internal conflict at this time, won't it reduce your own strength?"

"Why didn't you stop us just now?" Zhan Tianming asked in a deep voice.

"This... Isn't it too late?" Li Hentian said in a somewhat evasive manner.

"Uncle Li Jiu, who is this guy? Since he wants to die, let me help him." Yan Yunpo looked at Zhan Tianming with disdain.

"Nephew Yan, stop messing around. Obtaining the ranking for Southern Region is the true contribution to Southern Region. If this continues, how am I going to explain it to you when I return?" Li Hentian said with a frown.

After all, he was well aware of Zhan Tianming's strength.

With Zhan Tianming's strength, he might not lose to Yan Yunpo. At that time, whether it was Zhan Tianming or Yan Yunpo who was injured, it would be the loss of the Southern Region's combat strength.

This was not a good thing.

Although Yan Yunpo was a bit domineering, facing Li Hentian, this Ninth Uncle, he could not help but snort lightly, "Alright, Ninth Uncle Li, I won't make things difficult for these trash anymore. However, after the Eight Realms Battle ends, I hope that Ninth Uncle Li won't interfere anymore. Otherwise, don't blame me for being merciless. "

" Humph! "

With a light snort, Yan Yunpo turned around and walked towards the room just now.

Zhan Tianming did not make a move.

However, he still remembered Yan Yunpo in his heart.

"Yan Yunpo? I'll let you be arrogant for a while longer."

"Alright, let's all go back and rest." Li Hentian persuaded.

Zhao Haifeng and Nangong Ao, who were injured, had very ugly expressions on their faces. However, they knew very well that with their strength, they could not even get close to the other party, let alone teach the other party a lesson.

They had suffered this injury for nothing.

"Humph! Yan Yunpo, one day, I, Nangong Ao will definitely find you and get back what I owe you today. You just wait and see."

After saying this, Nangong Ao turned around and left.

Zhao Haifeng did not say anything more, and found another room.

Li Hentian and the others also left.

Zhan Tianming also did not stay for long and returned to his own room.

"Little devil, it is better for you not to casually fight with Saint Level Cultivator now. Don't forget what that kid from the Zhan Family said. The more you use the Bloodline Martial Skill, the more serious the damage to your bloodline will be. This is not a good thing for your future. Just bear with it if you can. There will be plenty of opportunities in the future. " You Lian could tell that Zhan Tianming was a little unhappy, and he couldn't help but try to persuade him.0

Zhan Tianming nodded slightly.

He knew his own situation better than You Lian.

Putting aside the Tyrant Divine Palm and other killing techniques, he could at most deal with a three or four star Saint Rank Expert with his full strength.

Those who could come here to represent the various domains in the battle must be the best of the best. In that case, this Proficiency Level would have to be reduced by a little.

In other words, with his current strength, he could at most deal with a one or two star Saint Rank Expert.

Unless he took the risk of his bloodline being damaged and used the Tyrant Divine Palm or the Imperial Qi to use the broken sword.

However, these two moves were not easy to use.

Apart from that, there was only the Nameless Divine Sword.

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