The boy was completely angry and roared hysterically. In his red eyes, there was a strong sense of killing, as if he was about to spit out fire.?                                                                                                           

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At this moment, in his heart, he had decided to destroy Tang Shaoxiang in the most cruel way.

You know, he is from the second level of heaven, and he is a human race in the cultivation world. Who is the other person? He is the human race in the first level of heaven and earthly realm. Not to mention the human race in the second level of heaven, even compared with the human race in the first level of heaven and the human race in the cultivation world, there is also a huge gap.

"Damn it, do you have a name to report?" The young man pointed at Tang Shaoxiang and said fiercely.

"Tang burns incense!"

Hearing these three words, the boy's face changed. Just like Yan Hun's reaction, he was not afraid, but curious and shocked. He had already learned about Tang Shaoxiang's identity and deeds, knew that Tang Shaoxiang had killed several younger generations of the Yan family, and knew that he was the inheritor of the compass of Zhutian Hunxiang.

"Do you know who I am?" The young man shouted with a sharp look. At this time, he didn't know that Tang Shaoxiang had killed Yan Hun, so he didn't know that Tang Shaoxiang's true strength was still unknown.

Since practicing the martial arts given by the Black Medicine Master, Tang Shaoxiang can hide his cultivation and control the strength of the aura that explodes from his body.

A sneer appeared on the corner of Tang Shaoxiang's mouth and said, "It's better for me to count the number of enemies who are about to die in my hands." When I thought of the tragic death of the 100 innocent townsmen, Tang Shaoxiang felt a strong anger in his heart.

Although the boy opposite may have nothing to do with this matter, the boy's words and deeds just now angered Tang Shaoxiang.

While pursuing cultivation, the boy felt the fluctuations of the Yuanli from Tang Shaoxiang's body, he smiled and said, "Remember my name, my name is Yan Di, Yu Di's flute. Soon you will know why my name contains the word "flute."

Tang Shaoxiang snorted lightly and said, "Your name sounds the same as your face, and it's weak. I advise you to go back to the second heaven as soon as possible, so as not to lose your ancestors' face in the first heaven."

"You...puff..." Yan Di was so angry that he vomited a mouthful of blood when he was sent to the first level by his family. Before being sent to the first level of the family, he was immersed in the gentle land, which caused serious loss of essence and blood in the body. If he was not careful, it would cause qi and blood to attack the heart and damage the meridians.

Tang Shaoxiang's straightforward sarcasm and insults were better than daggers, making De Yandi powerless.

"Tang Shaoxiang, you dare to despise me. I will let you see the power of my divine acupoint now." As the power shouted, Yan Di's whole body shook, accompanied by the violent shock of the void, three feet above his head, waves of the Yuan power spread out rapidly.

What changed Tang Shaoxiang's expression was that with the spreading fluctuations of Yuanli, the sound of murderous flutes suddenly came out quickly.

The sound of the flute contained a devastating momentum, which turned into a violent fluctuation of pressure. As soon as it broke into people's ears, it made people feel panic and chest tightness, and their breathing became rapid.

Just as Tang Shaoxiang stared at the void three feet above Yan Di's head, he suddenly saw a yellow-brown light that emerged from the center of the violently shaking void. When five yellow-brown lights appeared in succession, a jade flute wrapped in flames all over the body sounded and broke out.

After seeing this, Tang Shaoxiang's expression was stunned, and dark lines fell on his face. He stared at the other party's eyes, and he was filled with strong shock at this moment.

Five yellow-brown lights... This means that Yan Di's divine acupoint quality has extremely strong energy refining ability, and the quality of the war soul refined has reached the fifth grade of the middle age!

He was about to catch up with his ape-faced ancient man. You know, this was just a flute, and from Yan Di's calm expression, it can be seen that the powerful aura that exploded from this flute seemed to have only a small backlash.

What is the concept of the fifth level of the middle level? In this Great Sixth level, the fifth level of the middle level and above is very rare. Even if it is a direct-level family under the Qiangshan Ancient Sect or the Ice Alliance, it is difficult to cultivate a genius with such high-quality divine acupoints.

Of course, these were not really surprised by Tang Shaoxiang. What really surprised him was that a "genius" like Yan Di, who was just one of the lowest-ranking existences in the Second Heaven Family.

This means that, secondly, there are many divine acupoints with the quality of the medieval level fifth or above.

Tang Shaoxiang had no reason to suspect that among the younger generation of the second Tianyan family, there would be one or more geniuses with the middle-level seventh-grade divine acupoints.

In order to avoid being hurt by the opponent's aura, Tang Shaoxiang did not dare to be negligent at this moment. He immediately shook his whole body and burst out with a strong pressure, trying to defeat his confidence before Yan Di sacrificed the jade flute.

At this time, Yan Di was about to control the flute and let a fatal blow towards Tang Shaoxiang, but it was suppressed by Tang Shaoxiang's momentum that it was difficult to raise his arm. It was like, carrying a knife, but he was unable to raise his hand and slash. Think about it, what kind of mental torture would this torture feeling give people.

Yan Di could no longer bear it. He stepped on the ground with his feet and jumped up. The jade flute wrapped around the fireworks behind him immediately spewed out endless flames, and the sound of the flute was sturdy, like a soul that was sensational.

However, just as Yan Di sacrificed his flute, Tang Shaoxiang, who had been prepared for it, slapped a big knife from the storage bag. However, he did not wave it at the other party immediately, not because he did not want to, but because the murderous intent contained in Yan Di's jade flute sound was too strong, and it seemed that if he was not careful, he would be pierced by the sound of the flute like a dagger. Under this worry, Tang Shaoxiang could only temporarily choose to concentrate and condense the momentum of the whole body to block the invasion of the flute sound.

Seeing Tang Shaoxiang reacting like this, Yan Di sneered on the corner of his mouth and cursed inwardly: "Aren't you very arrogant? Let you learn about it now, my most fatal blow!"

In this life, I saw that three feet above Yan Di's head, a stream of powerful energy began to surge. The pressure released by the fifth-grade jade flute in the middle grade was like rolling waves, sweeping forward, making people feel extremely tight and panic, almost suffocating.

"Eighteen Purgatory Demon Sound!"

At this moment, Yan Di shouted suddenly. The three-foot-foot jade flute above his head was now powerful and released a brilliant light. The flames around the jade flute were sprayed out quickly like a fire dragon. At the same time, the sound of the flute continued to tremble.

This flame, with awe-inspiring murderous intent, faintly condensed a black tower that was completely black, a black tower that seemed to suppress everything. The continuous sound of flutes was like countless swords, shuttled back and forth. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!