2352: C2352 King of Outer Saints(part I)

C2352 King of Outer Saints(part I)

The Saint of the Nirvana Realm, the King of the Earth at the Life and Death Realm, and the Saint Emperor at the Execution of the Saint Realm.

Chu Yang stood in the air, his eyes were filled with light and he had a big picture in his heart.

This was his wild hope for the future.

This was absolutely not arrogance!

As a Dao cultivator, his physical body was equivalent to a world. With the growth of this "world", it was not impossible for him to achieve this, but the first step had already been accomplished — — Saint of the Nirvana Realm.

At this moment, even if he did not have the origin of a Saint, killing Yang Fu was a piece of cake. Previously, he just hadn't realized this point.

"If the Kun Peng doesn't tell me, then it is afraid that I will be too arrogant."

He would be humbled and humbled!

Arrogance was something that every young person would easily commit.

Chu Yang thought of the Ice Leviathan again. If the Ice Leviathan were to constantly warn him, then the Ice Leviathan would know that he, Chu Yang, was very different from those young people.

Unfortunately, the Ice Leviathan was no longer here. However, the foundation that it had laid for him had now become even more glorious, and the road in front of him had become bright.

"I hope that the Kun Peng isn't lying to me."

"I hope that what I heard was not an illusion!"

Chu Yang looked in the direction of the mountain.

"Really, is this really true?"

"I'm sure this isn't a dream. Why do I feel like I'm floating? I'm even a little dizzy."

"It feels like I've heard a bizarre story. Furthermore, the story is so vivid that it causes one to be captivated by it."

At this time, the sounds of voices gradually rose. Many people seemed to have just woken up from a dream and were still in a daze.

"Can you give me a slap on my face?"

"You give me one, too. "If you don't do that, your soul will never return."

Pow!

Pow!

Two crisp slaps sounded out, and the two of them slapped each other. Many people were watching from the sidelines. They naturally had the same feeling. All of this was too unreal to them.

"It's a bit painful, aren't you too weak?"

"You don't need to be so polite, you have to use a bit more strength as well!"

Such a conversation caused the crowd's minds to buzz. They were sure that this was the truth.

Pah pah pah!

Because when the two of them took the lead, there were actually many people who followed suit and studied. And then, like an infectious disease, there were even more who followed suit, and crisp slapping sounds continuously rang out.

Such a ridiculous sight was even more unbelievable.

Pow!

Pretty boy!2

A pretty gigolo!

Under the influence of the crowd, he unconsciously gave himself a blow. Five finger marks were imprinted on his white face. He was so excited that he broke through the air and cursed loudly.

"# $% # $% # $, this kind of thing happens as well. This time, I, Wei Xian, have really broadened my horizons!"

"Am I stupid? Did I just give myself a tight slap!?" "Even if it's just a slap, can you not hit me so viciously? That's your face …"

The adonis' saliva was splattering in all directions. From the looks of it, it was as though he had entered a berserk mode.

After the adonis Wei Xian, the crowd also burst into an uproar.

"Heavens, a Saint of the Nirvana Realm has never been able to do it. This Song Tangming actually did it."

"Unbelievable! Especially that Song Tang Ming. He was able to kill that Yang Fu with a single strike."

"If I wasn't there, I'm afraid no one would believe me."

"Then is Yang Fu a saint or not?"

With that, everyone's gaze turned towards Yang Fu. They saw his stunned look, as if he had lost his soul. He kept repeating, "Impossible, this is absolutely impossible! I must be dreaming, this is just a nightmare! "

"…"

Many people were speechless. Yang Fu was on the verge of going crazy. It could be seen how badly he had been beaten up. There was no need to ask whether he was a saint or not. If he wasn't a saint, how could he be like this?

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