Chapter 1446 Battle of the Star Palace (1): Sacrifice for Righteousness

"what?!"

After the brief silence brought by these words, it exploded like a storm. Hundreds of thousands of people were blown up and down the star platform.

"What do you mean? Isn't the Emperor the Emperor?!"

"What does Yang Qingxuan mean by this?"

"Both of them are pregnant with Jianzhong, and both of them are surnamed Yang. What is the connection?"

"If it is said that the person who is in charge of the double list and sits in the central world is not the Emperor, then who is he and where is the Emperor?"

Around the star station, countless voices were discussing.

The top ten and twenty-four strongmen on the star stage all had serious faces, with sparkles in their eyes, thinking about Yang Qingxuan's words.

Yang Qingxuan stood with his halberd in hand, quietly waiting for the answer.

Yang Yunjing said coldly: "I don't understand what you are talking about. I am Yang Yunjing, the eleventh generation emperor, but your identity seems to be indistinguishable from the notorious 'Dao Ying'. I can't explain it."

Yang Qingxuan said calmly: "I know there will never be an answer to this question, but if I throw the question in front of the people of the world, half of my task has been completed. Even if I fail this time, at least I will Doubts have been passed on to the world. In the future, there will be people who will continue to question your identity and challenge your truth until the day you know it.”

There were hundreds of thousands of people in the sea of ​​clouds, all of them were shocked.

The murderous look in Yang Yunjing's eyes froze, and he said in a concentrated voice: "Do you mean that you are ready to die?"

Yang Qingxuan said: "It's not the preparation for death, but the determination to die! Life is what I want, and righteousness is what I want. Today I will sacrifice my life for righteousness, and swear to reveal your identity. This is not only It is related to my personal honor and disgrace, and it is a major matter of the life and death of the entire human race. I, and everyone else, will not allow an unknown person to become the emperor!"

Yang Yunjing said coldly: "This seat is in charge of the throne, do you still need your consent? Since you are ready to die, then go die!"

"To deal with this mere boy, there is no need for His Majesty the Emperor to do anything, just let me deal with him."

Within the Twelve Heavenly Monarchs, Ye Chongyuan came out, clasped his fists and asked for a fight.

Yang Yunjing clasped five fingers, then slowly loosened it, scattered the true essence, and said: "Okay, you were the number one in the last session of the Heavenly Martial Arts Competition, so it's perfectly appropriate for you to kill him."

Ye Chongyuan turned around and walked down the star platform.

Hundreds of thousands of pairs of eyes fell on the two of them.

Both are number one in martial arts in the sky, but there is a time difference of twenty years.

How big is the gap of twenty years?

People with mediocre aptitude can't cultivate spiritual martial arts and real martial arts, but they can directly reach the Dao realm when placed on the body of a genius.

Ye Chongyuan is even more of a genius among geniuses, with an unrivaled aptitude that is unrivaled in a million.

In twenty years, he went straight from the empty dharma realm to the real world, and became the youngest Tianjun in the star palace.

Ye Chongyuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said calmly: "Although they are both number one in martial arts in the sky, there is still a huge difference in talent and strength. I called you trash before, and it was not without grounds. Now let you understand, 'trash' Where did the word come from?"

Yang Qingxuan raised his halberd, pointed at Ye Chongyuan, and shouted: "Dog, stop! Good dogs don't stand in front of people. I'm not interested in communicating with a dog. Let your master come down."

Ye Chongyuan's hair exploded in an instant, and he shouted angrily: "Death!"

As soon as the figure flickered, it turned into thousands of afterimages, and his real body appeared in front of Yang Qingxuan at once, with his hands forming seals, and he patted him with a palm.

A small ripple first appeared on the palm, and then the ripple continued to expand into a circle, covering half of the world.

All of a sudden, Ye Zhongyuan let out a long roar, and the palm ripples like the surface of a lake instantly shrank into a ring, melting into the palm of his hand circle by circle, compressed to the limit!

"Autumn Level Lake!"

Under Ye Chongyuan's rage, his attack was a killer move, and his boundless hatred melted into his palm, and he wanted to slash Yang Qingxuan to death with one palm to avenge his humiliation!

Yang Qingxuan swung his halberd horizontally, countless virtual lights shot out, and at the same time, a raging fire ignited on his body.

"Earthfire Mingyi!"

"Boom!"

The halberd swept away, the light of the halberd mixed with open flames and fell under Ye Chongyuan's palm.

The extremely compressed ripples exploded in an instant, and the powerful palm technique moved across like a flat lake, hitting Tianxu continuously, bursting out circles of ripples.

Yang Qingxuan's whole body was shaken, and he was forced to retreat continuously by this palm.

He stepped on empty steps to relieve the pressure from the halberd, then sank his body, and performed the kung fu of a heavy drop to stabilize his body. At the same time, he drew a circle with his left hand, and a dragon shadow emerged, and his entire arm turned into a pitch-black In the shape of a dragon, he grabbed it.

"Dao Slayer Dragon Fist!"

The dragon claw gripped in the air and slammed upwards.

"boom!"

The berserk dragon energy struck Pinghu, and a dragon shadow tore the surface of the lake apart.

Yang Qingxuan swung his halberd horizontally, and struck out in an instant.

"Arrogance!"

Ye Chongyuan was filled with shock and anger, he was a great expert in seeing the truth, it was already a great shame and humiliation to be caught by the opponent under a violent attack, not to mention that the opponent counterattacked in an instant after receiving the next move, which made him even more so Can not accept.

"Bright palm!"

Ye Chongyuan raised his palm again, and the torn Pinghu water vapor, as well as the area within a hundred feet, was boiled!

A silver light soared into the sky from the palm, like a rushing river rushing down.

Ye Chongyuan has been comprehending the spiritual clarity of the holy weapon, and this move is exactly what he has learned, and it contains his highest understanding of martial arts and Taoism.

Yang Qingxuan didn't dare to push himself too hard, and stepped on his feet, and stepped back. At the same time, he grasped the five fingers of his left hand and grabbed it in the air, and a ghostly aura suddenly emerged.

Yang Qingxuan's face looked a little scary, and he said with a smirk: "Vicious dog, you really have face, you really have face, now let you try the power of the king of the realm, if you are a good dog, don't run away!"

Countless ghosts cried out on the Hundred Ghosts Night Walk, and the phantom of the ghost master suddenly appeared on the sword, and all of them melted out, with a faint green light bursting out from his eyes, and at the same time he made a tactic with both hands, and slapped Ye Chongyuan.

In the arena before, when he was facing off against Xu Weilong, he was cut to pieces by Yang Yunjing's sword qi, and he was already full of resentment and hatred, which burst out from this palm.

The power of the ghost master suddenly merged with the sword energy, cutting the sky into pieces.

"not good!"

On the star platform, the faces of the Twelve Heavenly Monarchs changed drastically, and they all showed shock.

Yang Yunjing's pupils shrunk slightly, shooting out a murderous aura.

"Boom!"

The green sword light flashed in the air, and it contained Gui Zun's most powerful palm technique, which smashed Ye Chongyuan's transparent palm and slapped him hard.

"You... poof!..."

Ye Chongyuan was horrified, his true essence was shattered, and he spurted out a mouthful of old blood, flying backwards like a kite with a broken thread.

Gui Zun shot a cold light from his eyes, and he clasped his hands in front of his body, and then he returned to the Night Walk of Hundred Ghosts.

Murderous intent flashed in Yang Qingxuan's eyes, and his figure disappeared in a flash.