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C1702 A Rogue Cultivator

"Humph! This place was first discovered by us brothers. Don't even think about taking it by force!"

"Hahaha... Yours? What do you mean by yours? Those who are capable shall take it!"

" F * ck! All of you bastards, get the f * ck out of my way! I'll take care of this place! "

"You're the ones! If you don't want to die, then get the f * ck out of my way!"

Rumble...

The powerful energy fluctuation continuously collided in the void, causing a shocking shockwave to erupt.

Some of the Nine Yin Stage warriors didn't even dare to get close to it. They could only watch from a distance of a few hundred miles away. Some of them even wanted to retreat a little bit.

The aftershock of the collision was too much for them to bear.

Zhan Tianming stood in the void a few hundred miles away, and he raised his head to look at the battlefield in the distance.

"The strength of these people..."

Zhan Tianming shook his head slightly. He did not dare to praise the strength of those people who were fighting for it.

Compared to those people from the Extraterritorial Battlefield, these people had less of a true killing intent.

However, he had to admit that these people weren't weak.

And there were a few of them who were very strong.

"Brother, may I ask your name?"

Just as Zhan Tianming was thinking, a skinny young man approached and asked Zhan Tianming with a smile.

"What's the matter?" Zhan Tianming glanced at him.

"Hehe, it's nothing. I just think that those guys over there are just messing around. The only one who can really enter the teleportation portal is you." The young man said with a smile.

"You really think highly of me." Zhan Tianming said coldly.

"Hahaha, what are you talking about? Even Senior Corpse Ancestor chose you as his representative. How could those people compete with you?" The young man maintained his smile.

"Then why did you come to me?" Zhan Tianming asked again.

"Don't, brother. I am not your enemy." The young man smiled. "By the way, my name is Ying Wuxie, a disciple of Nine Heavens Cloud Palace."

Hearing this name, Zhan Tianming's heart couldn't help but move slightly.

Back in In The Kowloon Empire, he had heard the name of the Fourth Prince.

Ying Wuxie was one of the Fourth Princes who was as famous as Ye Zhiqiu, and he was the only one in the entire Human Clan.

Unfortunately, he hadn't had the chance to meet him at that time.

He didn't expect to meet someone with the same name and surname here.

Interesting.

Finally, Zhan Tianming said his fake name indifferently, "JingTianming."

When Ying Wuxie saw that Zhan Tianming's expression remained unchanged even after hearing about the Nine Heavens Cloud Palace, he was also a little surprised.

After all, the Nine Heavens Cloud Palace was one of the Ten Great Divine Sects in the entire Universal World.

Anyone who could achieve such a feat must be from one of the Ten Great Divine Sects, right?

However...

Ying Wuxie clearly remembered that when Zhan Tianming was outside, he didn't even know that Feng Ye was Elder Divine Emperor Sect. Obviously, he shouldn't be from the Ten Great Divine Sects.

This was a little strange.

A thought flashed across his mind, and Ying Wuxie smiled without changing his expression, "So it's Brother Jing. May I know which sect and which sect you are from?"

Zhan Tianming hesitated for a moment. He originally did not want to respond.

However, he felt that having one more friend was better than having one more enemy.

Of course, whether this guy was a friend or an enemy depended on the future.

After thinking for a while, Zhan Tianming said lightly, "Rogue cultivator."

"Rogue... rogue cultivator?" Ying Wuxie did not expect this.

After all, how could an unknown rogue cultivator be chosen by a senior like Corpse Ancestor?

Although he had doubts in his heart, Ying Wuxie could tell that Zhan Tianming didn't want to say more. Therefore, he did not pursue the matter further. Instead, he smiled and said, "That's right. Brother Jing, aren't you going to go there? If others were to be the first to go, then there wouldn't be a chance. "

Zhan Tianming raised his eyes and looked forward. He wasn't in a hurry to answer.

He was waiting.

"Hehe..." Ying Wuxie laughed awkwardly and did not ask any more questions.

However, he stood next to Zhan Tianming.

The battle ahead was getting more and more intense.

The energy that soared to the sky stirred up a tidal wave that was like an ocean. Under the attack, it shook the sky.

All kinds of colors spread across the sky.

It was as if the One Heaven And Earth had completely boiled over.

At this moment, if one's defense wasn't strong enough, he or she might be killed just by brushing past them.

Some of the cultivators who were about the same distance as Zhan Tianming couldn't help but retreat.

Because, the aftermath of the battle had already started flying towards them.

However, Zhan Tianming didn't retreat at all.

The strong wind was blowing his Cochlea, and at the same time, his hair was fluttering in the wind.

As for Ying Wuxie, whose strength was only at the peak Nine Yin Stage, he didn't retreat either.

Looking at his appearance, it seemed like he was very confident that he would be able to protect himself even if the battle reached him.

Zhan Tianming darted a glance at Ying Wuxie, but didn't say anything.

In the blink of an eye, the battle between two cultivators had indeed reached their side.

"Hah!"

A cultivator from the Ghosts let out a long shout. The sharp ghost claw pierced through his opponent's chest and crushed his heart. Then, he opened his mouth.

"Absorb!"

Hu...

Like a whale sucking water, the soul of the cultivator he killed was sucked out of his body and into his mouth.

Baked, bashed...

Baked...

Black ghost flames started burning on the Ghost Cultivator's body.

"Hahaha... A peak Nine Harmony Stage soul, this taste is not bad."

After laughing coldly, the Ghost Cultivator couldn't help but glance at Zhan Tianming and Ying Wuxie. The smile on its face became even wider.

"Hehehe, a late Nine Harmony Stage and a peak Nine Yin Stage can barely feed me two mouthfuls. I, Yousheng, will accept your souls."

Hu...

The Ghost Cultivator that called itself Yousheng moved and rushed towards Zhan Tianming and Ying Wuxie.

Ying Wuxie didn't move, he just glanced at Zhan Tianming.

"Brother Jing, this guy's strength is not bad. I'm not his match. Thank you for your help."

"You're no match for him, but you still dare to stand here and watch the show?"

"Hahaha... Isn't there Brother Jing here?"

"Hehe, you're quite interesting."

With a faint smile on his face, Zhan Tianming slowly raised his right hand and punched out.

"Six Paths Reincarnation Fist!"

Rumble...

A terrifying fist force swept out, causing space to shrink and space to distort. It was as if everything was being destroyed.

The cold smile on You Sheng's face instantly froze.

Those eyes immediately bulged out.

"No... No!"

A scream came out of his mouth. Unfortunately, no matter what, he was unable to break free from that powerful spatial power and destructive power.

Bang!

Under the vibration of the fist force, it directly shook Yousheng into a bloody mist.

After killing Yousheng, Zhan Tianming didn't show any expression on his face. After that, he retracted his fist and placed it behind his back.2

Ying Wuxie looked at Zhan Tianming and smiled.

"Brother Jing is indeed powerful. He can kill enemies with such ease even though he has broken through to the next realm. No wonder he was chosen by Senior Corpse Ancestor."

Ying Wuxie could already tell that Zhan Tianming's cultivation base was at the late Nine Harmony Stage.

This was a completely different cultivation base compared to the time when Zhan Tianming entered the Dragon Emperor Treasury.

He guessed that Zhan Tianming must have hidden his cultivation base.

However, it was better not to say such a thing out loud.

At this moment, Zhan Tianming's expression suddenly changed, and the corners of his mouth slightly parted.

"Hehe, it's finally coming!"

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