"Well, they haven't left yet?"

Yang Xuanzhen returned to the Yanwu Hall from his bamboo house at the end of the Song Dynasty. When he was about to go to the Climbing Tower in the center of the City of Disaster, he suddenly stopped.

It turned out that on a ring not far away, Sun Taidou was fighting fiercely with a young man in blue.

No, to be precise, it should be Sun Taidou who struggled to hold on under the oppression of the young man in blue.

If it weren't for his short stature and relying solely on his nimble body skills to dodge, Sun Taidou would have been defeated by his opponent.

Lin Senpeng and Ye Suling, on the other hand, were anxiously watching the battle under the ring, but there was nothing they could do.

At this moment, the young man in blue stamped his legs on the ground, and he rose into the air. At the same time, he shouted: "Boy, Brother Ji is the strongest. Do you accept it? If you continue to be stubborn, don't blame me, Lan Lingfeng."

Ruthless!"

As he spoke, a violent force condensed on his right leg, crashing down like an iron pillar.

It is obvious that Lan Lingfeng has already used his killing move. If he is hit by it, even a master of transformation like Sun Taidou will suffer a big loss.

"Hmph, I still say the same thing. There is no doubt that Senior Brother Yang's strength and potential are far superior to Ji Qianyuan!"

Faced with this fierce offensive, Sun Taidou gritted his teeth and dodged, but still did not bow his head.

"You!" Lan Lingfeng was furious: "In that case, I will help you and let you lie in bed for a few months, slowly taste the pain, and fully understand the situation!"

Buzz!

The air exploded, and Lan Lingfeng chased after him again and kicked out again. The terrifying power spread from his legs, causing the onlookers to change their expressions.

This leg contains so much power that even an expert with six black and yellow horses would be overcome with hatred on the spot.

"Stop." At this moment, a light scolding sounded.

Immediately, an afterimage shot from afar, almost teleporting, and appeared in the center of the ring in the blink of an eye.

The moment the afterimage appeared, he stretched out his right arm and slapped Lan Lingfan in the air.

Snap!

Lan Lingfeng was completely caught off guard. He was blown away like a broken sack and immediately fell heavily to the ground, with blood pouring from his mouth.

"Who?" Lan Lingfeng covered his face that was as swollen as a pig's head and quickly got up.

His heart was filled with boundless anger, but when he saw the figure with clear eyes, he immediately became shocked, his attitude made a 180-degree turn, and he stammered: "Yang...Senior Brother Yang!"

"Pay compensation to Junior Brother Sun Taidou for five hundred Baiyang Pills, and then get out." Yang Xuanzhen stared at him and said expressionlessly.

If he hadn't been merciful, the palm he just struck would have been enough to shatter Lan Lingfeng's body into pieces, and his soul would fly to pieces on the spot.

Lan Lingfeng didn't bother to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth and said quickly: "Senior Brother Yang, please listen to my explanation..."

Bang!

Before he finished speaking, Yang Xuanzhen kicked him to the ground again, "If you dare to mess around again, you will be killed without mercy."

"Yes...yes, I will compensate you now. These are five Nascent Soul Pills, worth five hundred Baiyang Pills."

Lan Lingfeng didn't dare to say any more nonsense, and hurriedly took out a bottle of elixir from his pocket, threw it into Sun Taidou's arms, then got off the ring and ran away quickly.

It looked like he had encountered a savage beast.

Yang Xuanzhen then turned to look at Sun Taidou and said gently: "Junior Brother Sun, how are your injuries?"

"Thank you, Senior Brother Yang, for your help. Tai Dou will be fine." Sun Tai Dou handed over his hand, with a look of reverence on his face.

In his eyes, Yang Xuanzhen is like an idol. No matter what happens, he can easily solve it.

"Well, that's the case, let me follow my brother to the Immortal Pagoda to have a look." Yang Xuanzhen nodded, and immediately nodded to Ye Suling and Lin Senpeng, and then followed the passage that the crowd gave way to and headed towards the main hall.

"Climb the Immortal Tower!"

Lin Senpeng, Ye Suling, and Sun Taidou looked at each other, and they all saw the anticipation in each other's eyes, and quickly followed them.

The Immortal Climbing Tower is the most sacred place in the City of Disaster, containing the phantoms of the ninety-nine most powerful beings in the physical secret realm of the Taiyi Sect in the past five thousand years.

Now, Yang Xuanzhen is going to the Climbing Immortal Tower to challenge him. How can it not be exciting?

"Senior Brother Yang Xuanzhen is going to climb the Immortal Tower. This is definitely a big deal. Let's go and have a look!"

"In the Immortal Climbing Tower, the difficulty of each level is different. As far as I know, each of the top ten existences is no less powerful than a magical monk."

In an instant, the entire Martial Arts Hall was abuzz with the news, and many disciples followed Yang Xuanzhen and others towards the Climbing Immortal Pagoda.

And many people went to call their friends, so that more people came after hearing the news.

Therefore, the team going to the Immortal Climbing Tower became more and more massive, becoming a long queue on the main road of the disaster city.

Along the way, everyone was whispering to each other and discussing Yang Xuanzhen or Ji Qianyuan with great interest.

There are even some good people who juxtaposed Yang Xuanzhen and Ji Qianyuan and gave them the title of "Two Heroes of the Outer Sect".

Although this title is mostly a joke, it also proves the strength of Yang Xuanzhen and Ji Qianyuan.

Dominate among millions of outer disciples.

The future achievements of the two are bound to be limitless.

Of course, most disciples always believe that Yang Xuanzhen is not as good as Ji Qianyuan, and the gap is not small.

After all, Ji Qianyuan’s record is there.

He once swept through Daxuan Sheji Academy and was invincible.

He also defeated dozens of top geniuses in the inner sect, which was truly brilliant.

On the other hand, Yang Xuanzhen only defeated Yue Xigui and inner disciple Lin Senyun, as well as that bastard Lan Lingfeng just now.

Once a person becomes famous, the things he has done cannot be concealed. Yang Xuanzhen once humiliated and crippled Lin Senyun in the power transmission hall, but it was quickly discovered.

But among the public, the version is different.

And under the unanimous support of everyone, Lin Senyun has become a despicable and vicious person who bullies the weak and fears the strong.

And Yang Xuanzhen also had no choice but to fall in love with Lin Sen and Yun Xiaozhi and move them with reason.

As a result, Lin Senyun didn't know what to do, and instead wanted to take advantage of the chaos to attack Senior Brother Yang, but Senior Brother Yang still did not harm Lin Senyun at all and dodged away.

But Lin Senyun exerted too much force and fell to the ground, causing his right arm to be broken.

This shows how magnanimous Senior Brother Yang is, which also makes some people admire Yang Xuanzhen's strength and character more and more, praising his magnanimity and magnanimity that are rare in the world.

The rest of the journey was silent.

Soon, Yang Xuanzhen and the others walked through the streets and were not far from the center of the disaster city.

"Is that the ninety-nine-story Climbing Immortal Tower? It is indeed magnificent and magnificent. It is worthy of being a Taoist weapon. I don't know if it is low-grade, medium-grade, or even high-grade."

Wherever Yang Xuanzhen saw it, there was a huge square, covering hundreds of hectares. The floor was paved with a kind of pure white jade, as flat as a mirror and as solid as iron.

In the center of the square, there is a majestic building, which goes straight into Qingming and seems to be connected to the sky.

This is the Dengxian Tower, simple and solemn, exuding a sense of time, epic, and vicissitudes.

Around the Climbing Tower, there are wisps of divine light, like a sea of ​​clouds billowing. Looking from a distance, the Climbing Tower seems to be shrouded in mist.

In addition, there are three huge stone monuments next to the Climbing Tower, all of which are tens of feet high.

Under the stone monument, one can vaguely see figures, which looks quite lively.

At this time, Lin Senpeng pointed to a huge stone tablet on the far left and introduced: "Senior Brother Yang, that is the sect's strength measuring tablet. A warrior only needs to use all his strength to hit the groove below the stone tablet, and he will immediately

Get your own specific horsepower."

"Using this thing to test horsepower is more convenient than the most primitive method of shooting a galloping horse." Yang Xuanzhen nodded.

"And the one in the middle is the viewing monument. If someone fights in the Immortal Climbing Tower, the battle between the two will be displayed on the viewing monument for many disciples to look up to." Ye Suling added immediately.
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"In addition, the stone tablet on the far right is the list of people who have left their names in the Climbing Tower. If Senior Brother Yang defeats the phantom of any one of them, he can push the other person's ranking down and take his place." Sun Taidou

I also said something.

"That's it." After listening to the stories of several people, Yang Xuan really understood.

His eyes quickly fell on the bottom of the force measuring monument, where there seemed to be many figures gathered, all discussing something.

"Let's go over and have a look." Yang Xuanzhen withdrew his gaze, said to the three of them, and took the lead to walk forward.

Lin Senpeng, Ye Suling, and Sun Taidou also followed closely behind.

"Xiao Yan, the power of three black and yellow horses!"

When Kankan approached the force measuring monument, the three of them heard an old voice.

"Xiao Yan, third paragraph?" Hearing these slightly familiar words, Yang Xuanzhen's eyes showed a strange color.

He followed the sound and saw a young man with a resolute face standing under the force measuring monument.

It was Xiao Yan who had met him several times.

At this moment, Xiao Yan looked at the eight dazzling characters on the force measuring stone tablet, with a self-deprecating arc at the corner of his mouth.

His clenched palms, due to excessive force, caused the nails to embed into the flesh, blood seeped out and stained the palms of his hands red, but he was unaware of it, and his eyes were still fixed on those eight characters, and he did not move away for a long time.<
To be continued...