Chapter 1641 True and False News, Fierce Conflict

There was a moment of silence in the exchange.

The atmosphere seemed a little strange.

A martial artist said: "The Tiancong Martial Arts Hall has only been moved from a low-level plane in recent years. How could it be possible to have such a thing as the Wuyun Tree? This news is unconvincing."

There were small voices of discussion all around, and they agreed with the words of this martial artist.

The huge black shadow snorted and said, "Are you doubting the credibility of my exchange? If you don't believe me, you can get out."

When everyone saw that he was angry, their voices stopped.

Another martial artist said: "In my opinion, it's not that everyone doesn't believe it, but that they are too sensitive to Tiancong Martial Arts."

A person next to him nodded and said: "Tiancong Martial Arts is Yang Qingxuan's sect, if you go in rashly to find the Wuyun Tree, you may offend Yang Qingxuan. Today, with Yang Qingxuan's strength and prestige, no one in the world who dares to offend him There are really not many people."

The huge black shadow said: "According to our information, Yang Qingxuan has been missing for almost half a year since the First World War in the Star Palace. If the faces of the Twenty-Four Families really have the Five Aggregates Tree, would you still be afraid of offending a Yang Qingxuan who may be dead?"

A cold voice said: "Whether you offend Yang Qingxuan is not within the scope of my consideration. What I want to know is that there is a Wuyun tree in Tiancong Martial Arts Hall. How true is this news?"

Yang Qingxuan looked over, and it was Meng Hantian who spoke.

The huge black shadow pondered for a while, and said: "There is no 100% thing in this world. Since I dare to say this news, it is naturally true, at least 90% sure."

Yang Qingxuan sneered and said: "You said ninety percent ninety percent? If the Wuyun tree is in the Tiancong Martial Arts Hall, the people of the Zhengxing League will ignore it and let you plan this thing here?"

Everyone believed it seven or eight points at first, but after hearing Yang Qingxuan's words, they began to doubt again.

On the huge black shadow, scarlet eyes stared down.

Yang Qingxuan was not afraid at all, and stared at the past coldly.

The two looked at each other in the air.

The black shadow's pupils suddenly turned into a blood-lined red light, and the irritable breath continued to rise and spread from the body.

Yang Qingxuan smiled lightly: "Interesting, is this going to be done?"

The robe on his body suddenly had no wind, and it made a hunting sound, and his hands formed dragon claws inside the robe.

Yang Qingxuan was extremely dissatisfied with this huge black shadow pulling Tiancong Martial Arts Hall into the center of the vortex. If he really dared to do something, Yang Qingxuan would definitely kill him immediately.

"Hmph, since you are here, you are a distinguished customer of the exchange, so I won't embarrass you. It's still the same sentence, if you don't believe me, you can go away."

The black shadow's pupils turned into pomegranate-like shapes again, and the irritable aura on his body was suppressed.

Yang Qingxuan said coldly: "I don't believe it, and I don't want to get out. If you don't like me, you can die."

"you……!"

Sombra was furious, and his murderous aura erupted again.

The other hundreds of warriors all looked at Yang Qingxuan in surprise, this was obviously looking for trouble on purpose.

The backstage of the exchange is extremely mysterious. Even the top ten and twenty-four companies dare not offend easily. Is this person courting death?

The black shadow glared at Yang Qingxuan, raised his hand, and dropped it like a canopy, saying word by word: "Now I take back what I gave you..."

Just halfway through the words, the big hand froze in the air, and seemed to tremble slightly, as if the whole person had froze.

Yang Qingxuan flashed a golden light in his pocket, and he could see a slight sound wave vibration around the black shadow, and someone was transmitting sound to him.

The sonic vibration quickly disappeared.

Hei Ying's body seemed a little stiff, then he retracted his hand, hummed softly in his nostrils, and said, "I don't care about you."

All the people around were shocked, looking at Yang Qingxuan in surprise, guessing the identity of this person.

Such arrogance to offend the exchange, how can it still be safe?

Yang Qingxuan's heart moved slightly. Could it be that there is still an expert in the exchange and recognized him? Fatty Pan once said that there are unique imprints on the tokens and robes of the exchange. Although the customers do not know each other, people inside the exchange can know it at a glance.

A martial artist suddenly said: "Since it can be confirmed that the Wuyun Tree is in the Tiancong Martial Arts Hall, why not invite everyone to go together and let the Tiancong Martial Arts Hall take out the Wuyun Tree, and then we will see how to distribute it."

This proposal was responded by a small number of people, but the majority dismissed it.

As a strong person, he doesn't even bother to share it with others unless he has the corresponding strength. As for the weak, what qualifications do they have to share?

Another martial artist said loudly: "Don't you want the magical effect of the Five Aggregates Tree? Would you be so kind as to spread the news?"

The huge black shadow stared at the man without saying anything. Instead, the figure swayed slightly in the air, and finally faded until it disappeared.

Many people noticed something, they were slightly startled, and looked at Yang Qingxuan with appraising eyes. Knowing that it must be because of this person, the shadow was afraid, and he didn't want to say more.

Suddenly, a huge coercion rushed towards Yang Qingxuan with a lingering cold air.

A two-foot-long ice path froze directly on the ground, reaching directly to Yang Qingxuan's feet.

It was emanating from Meng Hantian's body.

"Crack, click."

Meng Hantian lifted his foot, stepped on the ice road, and walked towards Yang Qingxuan.

A light yellow radiance glowed all over Yang Qingxuan's body, blocking out all the icy energy.

Although Meng Hantian's icy energy was terrifying, there was still a huge gap compared to the Xuanxuhan Ice Soul. After experiencing the catastrophe of the Xuanshuang clan, this bit of icy air is naturally nothing.

"The icy air of Beitian Hangong!"

"Could this person be a disciple of Beitianhan Palace?"

"Such a terrifying icy air, I'm afraid it's not an ordinary disciple."

Surrounded by horror, he retreated in all directions.

Several martial artists were horrified to find that their feet were frozen, and they could not move at all when they stepped on the ground, so they couldn't help but screamed.

But as soon as he called out, his body was completely frozen with a "crack", with a frightened face and a wide mouth, like a beautiful ice sculpture.

"Noisy!"

Meng Tianhan snorted contemptuously, staring at Yang Qingxuan with his eyes like stars, and walked in front of him.

"The person who can make the exchange afraid, I am very interested in taking off your black robe and seeing the true face inside."

Meng Hantian let out a grin, and suddenly his figure moved, leaving an identical ice sculpture of a human in place, and his real body disappeared.

But no matter how fast the speed is, how can it escape the blazing eyes?

Yang Qingxuan's figure swayed slightly, leaving an afterimage on the spot, and his real body tilted a little to the right.

"Chick", an ice pick pierced out of the void, past Yang Qingxuan's body, and pierced the afterimage.

Yang Qingxuan's eyes turned cold, and he said: "Since you are going to die, I will fulfill you!"

With a sway of his body, he jumped up out of thin air, and quickly made a tactic with his hands. A cloud of seven colors melted in front of him, and then he grabbed it with five fingers and shot it out.

It is the true light of the magnetic pole.

There are still two chapters today, and I will write the next chapter immediately.