"Okay, since you said that, we have nothing to say. But think about it clearly. If you do this, those places entering Jianshan will probably only fall into the hands of the disciples of the Secret Cultivation Sect, and what good will this be for us?" The Seventeenth City Lord advised him. Faced with those Secret Cultivation disciples, they really have no confidence that the disciples of the city will win. In this way, they will be useless.

"Even if you fall above those disciples of the Hidden Cultivation Sect, the rules of Jianshan for thousands of years cannot be broken." Ouyang Zhengxiong looked at them coldly.

"Lord Ouyang, don't think we don't know. You are holding an ace in your hand now, so you dare to be confident, right?" said a sarcastic voice among the Lord of Seventeen.

"Yelu Buguang, what do you mean by that?" Ouyang Zhengxiong said with a ugly face. Among the other seventeen city lords in the north, this person is the only one who dares to really go against him. However, he does have this strength. As the city lord of the second largest city in the place, even Gu Fangcheng has to be afraid of three points.

"What do I mean? Don't you understand the Lord Ouyang? It's the boy behind you. You really have great expectations for him." Yelu Buguang's cold eyes swept to Tianyang, and a trace of murderous aura appeared in his eyes.

After being swept by Yelu Buguang's eyes, Tianyang seemed to be staring at by a poisonous snake. His hair could not help but stand up.

"You Yelu Buguang doesn't need to worry about this." Ouyang Zhengxiong blocked Tianyang's face and blocked his vision.

"Okay, since City Lord Ouyang is so stubborn, then this city lord has nothing to say. Let's take a look." Yelu Buguang looked at Ouyang Zhengxiong and Tianyang behind him. He returned to the lower part with hatred. The city lords of other cities followed.

"Yang'er, you're okay." Ouyang Zhengxiong looked at Tianyang and said with some concern in his heart.

"I'm fine, uncle, don't worry. That Yelu Buguang can't threaten me." Tianyang smiled and said indifferently.

"But during this period, you must be more careful. Now there are many people in Gufang City who want your life." Ouyang Zhengxiong looked at Tianyang. Although he was the lord of Gufang City and was the most powerful person in this city, there were still many things that he could not guarantee.

"Didn't my uncle send Ying Ji to protect me? Why do you still have to worry? Don't my uncle believe in Ying Ji's strength?" Tianyang said with a smile.

"I am naturally relieved of Ying Ji's strength, but be careful to sail the ten thousand-year-old ship. This time, our Gu Fangcheng is all up to you. You can't have any problems with me during this period." Ouyang Zhengxiong looked at him seriously.

"I know, uncle, don't worry too much. In fact, even without the protection of Ying Ji, with my current strength, no one can do it if anyone wants to kill me." Tianyang said confidently. Although he has never broken through to the realm of Yuanhun, his strength is getting stronger and stronger. Last time he fought with Thunder, the power of the dragon bone was stimulated. Because the bone refining golden body judging entered the Silver Bone section, now it is enough to compete with the master of Yuanhun with brute force alone. Not to mention his strong change

The seven sword spirits in his state have been. Even if he has not broken through the realm of Yuanhun, the power of the seven souls combined is definitely far beyond ordinary Yuanhun. In addition, the benefits he has just obtained in the sword sacrifice ceremony, his strength has increased a lot. The sword art contained in the 100,000 sword mountain and the sword essence that has been nurtured by Jianshan for a hundred years have not only furthered his understanding of Jianyao, but also the Yuan soul in his body seems to be about to soar. The powerful force makes him almost unable to help but want to vent it.
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