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boom!

Zhao Yang's appearance became old in a short period of time after the judge's stroke.

He seems to have gone from a teenager to an old man in an instant.

The temples are gray and old.

"Zhao Yang." Lin Caihan exclaimed.

After Zhao Yang felt it for a while, he found that his qi and blood dried up in an instant.

"It's a good secret technique." When Zhao Yang said this, hundreds of millions of blood qi burst out from the acupoints.

He returned from his old age to his youth in an instant.

The blood on his body was like a melting pot, which made the monks present look shocked.

"Zhao Yang, your energy and blood are strong, but how many times can you resist?" the judge looked at Zhao Yang coldly and said.

He was not surprised by this scene.

For an existence at the level of an emperor's son, which blood is not against the sky?

"I really don't know how many times I can block it? But how many times do you think you can use it?" Zhao Yang said here that the momentum of his whole body exploded, and the countless cages that trapped him were smashed to pieces. Yang rushed towards the judge like a black dragon.

The judge's figure retreated quickly towards the rear.

While the judge retreated, he was still writing Zhao Yang's name in mid-air.

And when Zhao Yang's name was about to be completed, Zhao Yang suddenly disappeared.

That's right.

Disappeared.

"Zhao Yang, do you think it's useful for you to hide?" the judge said as he swiped his stylus towards Zhao Yang's name.

Then he frowned.

He found that he did not hurt Zhao Yang.

The question is where did Zhao Yang go?

At this moment, the hairs all over his body suddenly exploded, and then countless flames wrapped his whole body.

retreat.

The moment the judge stepped back, he saw a pair of fists.

The stylus in his hand swung towards his fist.

boom!

The judge staggered and stepped back.

But Zhao Yang pressed on and refused to give up.

One punch.

Two punches.

Three punches.

After resisting ten punches, the judge finally couldn't hold back and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Impossible, it's not true." The judge looked at Zhao Yang who was breathing normally, his face full of disbelief.

"Judge, you have let me down." Zhao Yang said calmly, "I thought the emperor was so powerful, but now it seems that's nothing more than that."

"Zhao Yang, how dare you insult me?" the judge roared.

"You are much weaker than I imagined." Zhao Yang said lightly.

Zhao Yang's words were a little bit embarrassing.

But the judge just didn't know how to refute?

"Zhao Yang, we are only in the quasi-sage realm now, and we have a long way to go in the future." The judge looked at Zhao Yang fiercely and said, "One day I will defeat you."

The judge left after saying this.

Zhao Yang appeared next to Tie Han with a flash.

"Master, are you alright?" Tie Han said with concern.

"The judge's strength is just like that. To be honest, it's not challenging." Zhao Yang's words made the surrounding monks not know what to say.

But so is the fact.

Zhao Yang is still calm after fighting?

"Master, can you save my teacher?" Tie Han then said.

"Your teacher?" Zhao Yang was startled.

"Jian Chen met senior." Jian Chen hurriedly saluted Zhao Yang.

Jian Chen is older, but his cultivation level is lower.

What is he worth in front of the quasi-sage?

Zhao Yang glanced at Jian Chen and saw that he was poisoned, "Are you poisoned?"

Jian Chen nodded.

"This is the detoxification pill I refined." Zhao Yang handed Jianchen a detoxification pill.

It was only after Jian Chen took it that he realized that this detoxification pill was actually from the Golden Immortal Realm, and it was also a top-notch pill.

"Senior, will it be too wasteful for you to give me the superb detoxification pill?"

"What's the waste? I also want to thank you for taking care of my disciple for so many years?" Zhao Yang said softly.

There was a look of gratitude in Jian Chen's eyes.

Not long after he took the elixir, he found that all the toxins in his body had been eliminated.

"Do you have any plans in the future?" Zhao Yang asked Jian Chen.

"I have no fixed place and no plans?" Jian Chen said after pondering for a while.

"I'll give you two options." Zhao Yang said softly, "The first option is that I will give you the resources to be promoted to quasi-sage, and you can go wherever you want in the future: the second is that you go to the sect I built. Gate, of course I will also provide you with the resources to become a quasi-sage."

"I'll choose the second one." Jian Chen said hastily.

Jian Chen is not stupid.

Zhao Yang is the emperor's son.

The sect general he built might become the top power in the world.

And if Jian Chen followed Zhao Yang's words, could he go further in the future?

"Then follow me." Zhao Yang pointed to the battleship.

Long Xiao watched Jian Chen leave with Zhao Yang, not to mention envious in his heart.

"Master, Jian Chen doesn't seem to even look at us." Sun Xi said with some taste.

"We are destined to be different in the future." Long Xiao said with a wry smile, "Jian Chen, this means that he doesn't want to talk to us anymore."

Zhao Yang made it very clear.

In the future, it is guaranteed that Jian Chen will be able to set foot in the quasi-sage realm, while Long Xiao will never be able to set foot in the quasi-sage realm in this lifetime. The gap between the two sides is doomed from this moment.

Perhaps in Jian Chen's heart, he is not worthy of being an opponent, right?

After Zhao Yang returned to Taixu Holy Land, everyone in Taixu Holy Land was very excited, because Zhao Yang defeated the emperor of Yan Luo in the restricted area head-on.

Lin Yuantu even found Zhao Yang and asked if he wanted to hold a celebration meeting?

"Caihan and I will leave here soon." Zhao Yang refused.

Lin Caihan wanted to go back to Chunyangzong, so Zhao Yang naturally wanted to go back with him.

On the day Zhao Yang returned to Taixu Holy Land, many human race masters wanted to meet Zhao Yang, but they were all rejected.

"My lady is the saint of Sifang Holy Land." When Lei Wuyuan, the holy son of Taixu Holy Land, refused on Zhao Yang's behalf, a maid snorted coldly.

Lei Wuyuan knew that the Quartet Holy Land was one of the human holy lands in the second district.

But so what?

Lei Wuyuan said indifferently, "What about the saintesses in the Holy Land of the Four Directions? Isn't everyone able to see the emperor of the human race?"

With the help of Zhao Yang, the strength of Taixu Holy Land has improved a lot, and as long as Zhao Yang's banner does not fall, then no one will dare to deal with Taixu Holy Land.

What the maid was about to say was stopped by a beautiful girl, "Don't be unreasonable." Then she looked at Lei Wuyuan and said, "Since the emperor doesn't have time, then let me bother you."

The saintesses of Sifang Holy Land are very aware of Zhao Yang's weight, how can they compare with Sifang Holy Land?

Not long after the Sifang Saintess left, several stunning girls wanted to meet Zhao Yang, but none of them saw Zhao Yang's face.

The battleship of the Great Saint Realm.

"Now your cultivation is not far from the pinnacle of the quasi-sage. After you return to the Pure Yang Sect, the Pure Yang Sect will be handed over to you." Zhao Yang pondered for a while and said softly.

"I am in charge of the Pure Yang Sect?" Lin Caihan was startled.

"Ah."

"I will be under a lot of pressure to take charge of the Pure Yang Sect." Lin Caihan said after thinking for a while, "The foundation and framework of the Pure Yang Sect have already taken shape. If I rush into the air, how will Xu Huier and Yuan Jiner deal with themselves? Theirs is bound to be followed by others."