Supreme Violent Young Master

Chen Yuyang and everyone else's faces were filled with black lines. They never thought that this fellow would be so mischievous. Even the pressure Dao Lord Lu had a face of disdain, as if saying, "I don't know this guy." A hint of puzzlement and confusion appeared on Nuwa's face, as well as a sense of familiarity. She hissed coldly, "Little Ten?    

    

The Tenth Prince was so excited that he immediately nodded and said, "Yes, yes, Little Ten!"    

    

Nuwa thought for a long time, then shook her head. Although she felt familiar with him, that was, after all, the Second Era of the prehistoric era. Nuwa hadn't been able to remember all those things yet, and so she asked, puzzled, "I don't remember. Who are you?"    

    

Lil 'Ten immediately let out a weird cry, looked at Nuwa resentfully and said, "Beautiful big sister, do you really not remember Lil' Ten? So sad! "    

    

Chen Yuyang suddenly realised that calling this fellow out was a kind of mistake and he had never felt this ashamed before. Nuwa seemed to have thought of something, but it was still a sparkling fragment. She finally looked at Chen Yuyang with a puzzled look and asked, "Big Brother, what's going on?"    

    

Chen Yuyang looked coldly at the Tenth Prince of the Golden Crow, and said: "I called you out to fight, not to reminisce about the past."    

    

The Tenth Prince's handsome face immediately turned serious as he said helplessly, "Fine, fine! Let's fight first. Let's talk after the fight! When that time comes, we will go and reminisce about the past. This sovereign, you won't object, right? "    

    

Chen Yuyang nodded, and said: "Let's talk after we win!"    

    

The Tenth Prince of the Golden Crow immediately raised the long sword in his hand, but he still said with some pity, "Beautiful big sister, be careful. The Tenth Prince is about to attack!"    

    

Chen Yuyang sweated in his heart, who would greet them if they wanted to attack? This was not a fight at all. However, the pressure on the ground was much better, but when he looked at these quasi-saints, he shook his head and said in a bored manner, "This sovereign, no matter what, they are all quasi-saints. They are not powerful people, I want to exchange places with that bird, I want to be a saint!"    

    

Chen Yuyang sweated profusely in his heart. He really didn't work hard, these two fellows. However, he still said in a cold voice: "If I'm asking you to fight, then just fight. Don't waste time and get rid of these guys. Also, bring that treasure over here to me. I'll give you two each one!"    

    

"Alright, on the account of the reward, I won't bother with you anymore! But I want the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree! "    

    

"Fine!" Chen Yuyang felt a headache.    

    

However, just when the battle was ready and ready to start, the Tenth Prince of the Golden Crow once again leapt in front of Nuwa. With a face filled with bitterness and cuteness, tears were about to flow out of his big watery eyes, "Beautiful big sister, do you really not remember that little Ten Years by the Great Clarity Lakeside all those years ago?"    

    

In an instant, a black mass of figures fell to the ground, spitting out mouthfuls of blood.    

    

Fighting one against six, fighting one Sage with five at the peak of the quasi-Saint level, such a formation could be said to be formidable. In terms of Prehistoric Land, it would be difficult to find such a formation. If Di Jun became a saint with his current Demon Clan, there would still be a glimmer of hope. He would be able to find this kind of formation from the mass of thousands of people, but it seemed too early now.    

    

Today, Chen Yuyang had defeated the six disciples of the Daofather Hong Jun. This legend would definitely spread across the entire Prehistoric Land in the future, and it would also be possible for it to become an immortal legend. However, Chen Yuyang was not in the mood to attack, if the six Saints standing in front of him today, he might still be a little interested.    

    

Since he wasn't interested, then there was no need for him to take action anymore. He could just directly hand him over to his two clones, the Tenth Prince of the Golden Crow and the Dao Lord of Lu Pingzhi. Although they don't have the strength of their true bodies right now, they could still deal with these people who were much stronger than them.    

    

However, Chen Yuyang's actions caused Yuan Xi to be even more furious, and his face immediately flushed red: "Qingyang brat, what is the meaning of this? Do you look down on us, the Great Desolation Divine Powers? This Penniless Priest will definitely force you to take action today. This is simply preposterous! "    

    

Chen Yuyang laughed lightly, and said disdainfully: "Yuanshi, come if you have the ability, and let's see if I, this reputed one, will make a fuss about it or not. However, once I make my move, you won't be able to return to Mount Kunlun today. Stay here with those two fools from the west.    

    

"Hey boy Qingyang, don't go too far. Look at this!"    

    

Although it was slow to say that it was fast, Yuan Zhi's hand that was holding the Pangu Banner had already arrived in front of Chen Yuyang like a ghost, but Chen Yuyang did not even look at him and snorted coldly. Even when he used the Pangu Banner on Chen Yuyang, there was no reaction. The difference in cultivation was not something that treasures could replace.    

    

However, Chen Yuyang would not give him that chance, Dao Lord Lu Ya's green robe had already appeared in front of Chen Yuyang. Waving his hand, he blocked Yuanshi's Pangu Banner, and not only did he block it, he only used a little strength and threw Yuanshi away like he was throwing trash.    

    

Curling his lips, the Dao Lord Lu Pingzhi let out a laugh and said with disdain, "How boring, truly boring, a waste!"    

    

Once this fellow displayed his might, how could these peak quasi-Saint realm experts possibly contend against him? On the other hand, the battle between Nuwa and the Tenth Prince of the Golden Crow was more like an act than just an act.    

    

As for the Tenth Prince of the Golden Crow, he seemed to be made of steel, and there were no flaws in his sword light. This made Nuwa unable to do anything about it; however, one could tell from the way the two of them moved, the pace of their steps, and the specks of starlight that they were in, that they did not feel like killing.    

    

Every time a red light flashed, the Tenth Prince of the Golden Crow would fake his defense. It was just that up until now, the two of them had never touched each other, not even touching weapons, not even making a sound. In their eyes, this was not a fight, it was just a game.    

    

In comparison, the five Quasi-Saints were truly unlucky, upon meeting Chen Yuyang's Evil Corpse, Dao Sovereign Lu Ya was useless even for killing, but only his physical body was used for the battle. Although he was an Evil Corpse, he understood more than the Tenth Prince of the Golden Crow about the Great Desolation and the moment Immortal Slaying Feidao appeared, how could these people still be alive, killing the people who were destined to become a Saint, that was a huge matter, so he was not that stupid.    

    

Bang!" The punch brought a huge gust of wind with it as it slammed into Yuanshi, who spat out a mouthful of blood. He initially wanted to use the Pangu Banner to block it, but the pressure Dao Sovereign's speed was too fast. With a single white streak of light, he disappeared without a trace. Being attracted to such a person was undoubtedly foolish.    

    

Originally, these quasi-sages thought too highly of themselves and didn't want to go up together. But after seeing this situation, they had to go up even if they didn't want to. Otherwise, their faces would be completely swept clean. Your father's green robe, the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree that your father was sure to lift, was finally revealed. Only Tongtian watched indifferently, his faintly discernible eyes constantly drifting towards Chen Yuyang, who was seemingly fine.    

    

The figure of the purple-red daoist robe flashed, and directly arrived in front of Chen Yuyang. Chen Yuyang gave a bland laugh: "What? Dao Friend Tongtian, do you still want to make your move against me? "    

    

Tongtian cupped his hands and said with disdain: "It is just a farce, what meaning is there to it? Tongtian just wanted to know what Dao Friend Qingyang was thinking. I wonder if Fellow Daoist Qingyang will be able to help clear up the doubts of the heavens? "    

    

"Don't dare to answer my doubts?" Chen Yuyang smiled as he looked at Tong Tian. A multicolored light flickered in his hand and a fan appeared in his hand. He played with it continuously, opening and closing it at times, and after pondering for a long while, he said: "I actually do not have too many thoughts, it's just that someone has barged into my territory. I can only give a few responses."    

    

Skypalace laughed deeply, and the Divine Punisher Blade behind his back buzzed non-stop, "This humble one thinks it isn't as simple as that! Dao brother's way of doing things had always been profound and unfathomable. Since Dao brother didn't want to say it, then Tongtian didn't ask any further. However, there is one thing that the heavens would like to know! "    

    

Chen Yuyang waved his fan: "Go ahead, speak whatever you know!"    

    

Tong Tian muttered to himself for a while before saying, "Since the time at the Purple Clouds Palace, it seems that you have a very high opinion of Tong Tian. Tong Tian wants to know why? Ever since they landed on this world, Tong Tian knew that this world is very complicated. There is no such thing as love or hatred for no reason, right? "    

    

Chen Yuyang listened to Tong Tian's words and smiled playfully. He looked at Tong Tian and said, "That's right, there is indeed no such thing as love or hatred without reason. In this world where there are no rules and when there are no rules, people judge everything with their own likes and dislikes. "    

    

"Good?" Tongtian was puzzled.    

    

Chen Yuyang heavily nodded his head: "It is indeed good and bad, if people do not like it, then there will be people who like it, and this is good and bad, if you like something, you can do it more, and never get tired of it. If you don't like it, you don't have to do it. This is not strange at all. Everyone has their own likes and dislikes.    

    

"Indeed, after listening to this Dao brother's words, one has a profound understanding of the heavens." As he spoke, he clasped his hands together and said, "Many thanks, Brother!"    

    

Chen Yuyang then waved his hand and said, "After this matter, Fellow Daoist Tong Tian, please sit at my Qingyang Island. I would like to have a long chat with you. In the Three Purities Sect, this old man has completely forgotten about love, and the only one who is in a hurry to gain benefits is fellow cultivator Tongtian. If you do not mind, then you will definitely come to my Qingyang Island and drink a few cups! "    

    

"Naturally, naturally!"    

    

If not for Chen Yuyang's barrier protecting it, then the North Sea's Human Clan would have definitely encountered an unprecedented great tsunami, and would have tried the natural might for the first time. But I have to admit, Chen Yuyang's cultivation was indeed high; However, this battle had actually stunned the newborn Human Clan. When had they ever seen such powerful magic power? It was almost like the mountains shaking and the earth shaking.    

    

This was the first time a human had seen a magic that could compete with nature, but Human Clan was more concerned with their own Saint Masters and Saint Master teachers, the Dao Sovereign Qing Yang s. However, it was strange to see the Dao Sovereign Qing Yang and Tongtian whispering to each other, causing their blood to boil.    

    

The Human Clan seemed to have forgotten their mother, Mother Nuwa was present at the scene. Unable to hold back her emotions, waves of voices rang out once more, "The Dao Sovereign is mighty, the Dao Sovereign is mighty!"    

    

He had been flashing beside the four Quasi-Saints, but before he even reached one place, a muffled groan could be heard. The old man's cultivation was the highest, but he was still fatigued from the attacks of the pressure Dao Lord. This was the first time he had seen this kind of fighting style; it was better to be like an assassin instead of fighting head on.