Immortal Cultivating Dynasty

Looking at the hostile expression on the patriarch's face, Yang Dingyuan immediately became alert. He unleashed his Qi to fight back.    

"Nothing interesting. I'm just thinking that the patriarch might be a little overbearing. If you don't want to give up your position in the capital, you don't have to put on an act. You have to secretly do something that will make people laugh at you."    

Yang Ding'en also walked out. Although his hands did not move, his footsteps were very strange. He walked out of the formation and took the shape of a formation.    

More and more people were getting excited. For a moment, Yang Dingyuan also showed some fear. He pointed to the center of the field in a hurry. "The old ancestor is still looking at the younger generation below. I'm afraid it's not good for us to get dirty up there first!"    

With so many people attacking together, he, Yang Dingyuan, couldn't hold it any longer. Although White Spirit City didn't make a move because of some matters, the same anger could be seen in their eyes. They wouldn't provide him with any help.    

At that time, everything would be in chaos!    

Scared by Patriarch of the Yang family's name, the patriarch of Liuyao Mountain and Yang Ding'en looked at each other and stopped at the same time.    

"Let's talk about this in the future. Let's see how the outcome of the battle will be!"    

Yang Dingshan said as he walked out and acted as a peacemaker. After all, his family still had Yang Xuan supporting them. His anger was not as strong as the other family heads of the other branch families.    

He gave them a way out, and they were not unreasonable people. They nodded and looked down.    

Yang Xinyi was already standing in the middle of the arena, staring at Yang Xuan provocatively. His fighting spirit was very strong.    

Yang Xuan was not in a hurry. He looked around and saw that everyone else had left. He sat down with his legs crossed.    

"Yang Xuan, what is the meaning of this?" Patriarch of the Yang family immediately asked in a deep voice. He was clearly dissatisfied.    

You are the only one left after the others were defeated, meaning that you will have a duel with Yang Xinyi. Don't you understand?    

Yang Xuan seemed to have the same idea. He raised his head and said with a smile, "Old Ancestor, don't worry. There's still an entire day's time. Let me catch my breath first!"    

As he spoke, he looked at the platform. Lan Fenghuang made a few gestures at him, indicating that there was still some time left.    

Immediately, Yang Xuan didn't panic. He closed his eyes and sat up in front of everyone.    

The rules were set by Patriarch of the Yang family. He said that one day would be one day. The old ancestor had no choice but to bear with it. He stared at Yang Xuan, wanting to see what this brat was going to do.    

Yang Xinyi's facial expression flickered for a while, then he followed suit and sat down cross-legged.    

His realm was much higher than Yang Xuan's. Naturally, he didn't need to sharpen his spear at the last minute. However, he couldn't go out at this moment. If he just stood there and watched Yang Xuan meditating, it would be a little awkward. So, he might as well let everyone sit together and meditate.    

It was only a day's time. When the time came, they would have to compete no matter what. They had to settle the old scores with Yang Xuan.    

After making up his mind, Yang Xinyi also closed his eyes. Patriarch of the Yang family looked at the two strange people. For a moment, he couldn't guess what they were thinking. He let out a long sigh and disappeared from where he stood.    

The Spiritual Force on Yang Xuan's body was slowly recovering. The injuries on his body were also slowly healing under the help of the powerful phoenix bloodline. In just two hours, he had almost fully recovered from the injuries caused by the battle with Yang Xinyi.    

She raised her head and looked at Lan Fenghuang who was standing on the platform. She still shook her head with a solemn expression.    

Could it be that something went wrong in the middle of the plan?    

Suppressing the uneasiness in his heart, Yang Xuan closed his eyes again and waited patiently.    

Twelve hours sounded like a long time, but there wasn't much time left for Yang Xuan because the rule was that the person who stood in the arena before the incense burned out would win.    

No matter what, Yang Xuan had to give himself enough time to deal with Yang Xinyi, to fight this renowned genius.    

The people on the platform were looking at the strange scene below, wanting them to finish the battle as soon as possible. However, the two of them weren't in a hurry at all.    

After the incense stick was burnt halfway, Yang Xuan opened his eyes once again and looked at the observation platform.    

Lan Fenghuang still shook her head in response.    

There was not enough time...    

Yang Xuan thought as he retracted the Spiritual Force on his body and looked at Yang Xinyi. At the same time, Yang Xinyi suddenly opened his eyes, and revealed a cold smile to Yang Xuan.    

"What? You can't delay any longer and want to fight me to the death?" There was a hint of excitement in his voice, as if he had been looking forward to it for a long time. "Come on, let me enjoy the feeling of trampling you under my feet."    

Yang Xinyi couldn't help but feel excited when he thought of how he might be able to win Yuh Qingcheng's heart after eliminating Yang Xuan.    

"It seems like you have waited for a long time." Yang Xuan took a step forward and walked into the small circle step by step. Spiritual pressure suddenly erupted from his body.    

Yang Xinyi was not suppressed by the spiritual pressure at all. Instead, he sneered and released an even stronger spiritual pressure.    

"He has just broken through to the Fourth Stage, but he still dares to act arrogantly in front of me, a peak Fourth Stage."    

At the Fusion Stage, every tiny stage was like the difference between heaven and earth. The difference between the early stage and the peak stage was more than three times that of the Spiritual Force.    

Even if Yang Xinyi was just an ordinary Fourth Stage, he would be able to withstand three Yang Xuan's attacks.    

Furthermore, this gap could not be made up by numbers.    

In an instant, Yang Xuan felt the pressure. The spiritual pressure he released was forcefully pushed back by Yang Xinyi, like a river running into an ocean.    

When Yang Xuan finally walked into the circle, the smile on Yang Xinyi's face became more and more arrogant.    

"I've finally waited for you. It was just a warm-up just now. I haven't even used half of my strength. Now, I want you to know what a genius is."    

What was Yang Xuan? He was just a group of people who had never seen the world in a small Qingzhou City. They were just trash that had been praised by the heavens.    

As the most outstanding genius of the main family, Yang Xinyi would never allow anyone to have the same name as him.    

"Ceng!"    

A crisp sound was heard. Yang Xinyi pulled out his long sword backhanded. The sword, which was as cold as water, seemed to be moving slowly. It slowly raised the tip of the sword and drew a silver arc in the air.    

In an instant, a strong killing intent that made Yang Xuan's back feel cold spread out and walked in every inch of the air.    

Sword Intent!    

Yang Xuan immediately thought of what he had read in books, an extremely terrifying realm.    

That was the will that countless swordsmen had spent their entire lives trying to achieve. Only by comprehending the sword intent could they truly control the sword in their hands. Otherwise, they would always be controlled by the sword.    

Yang Xinyi was only about the same age as him. He was at most two years old, but he had already reached such a high level. He deserved to be called a monstrous genius.    

However, Yang Xuan didn't show any signs of weakness. With a wave of his sleeve, the Yin Yang Pan fell into his hand.