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Chapter five hundred and forty second murderous

In front of the towering tower like an iron mountain, Wanyan Xikang's aging and hunched body stood steadily in front of the gate, blocking Gao Zhengyang and Xiong Ba outside.

Although Xiong Ba was angry, he could still maintain enough demeanor. He was a little cute and black and white big face, and he had a little smile.

The Tianwu Temple is known to be independent, but it is ultimately an internal organization that relies on the barbarian alliance. Xiong Ba has many means to rectify Wanyan Xikang. However, the old man has a high status and is clearly determined to fight to the death. Xiong Ba has no good idea for the moment.

Under normal circumstances, Xiong Ba would not argue with the old guy who was about to die. He would make a step back and slowly deal with the other party, making Wanyan Xikang regret going against him.

But Gao Zhengyang is still by his side, and he attaches great importance to this important ally. Gao Zhengyang gave him two-faced consequences. If this small matter is not done properly, it would be too embarrassing. Gao Zhengyang will also question his sincerity.

Wanyan Xikang was extremely determined, and Xiong Ba refused to give in, so the situation was stalemate. The two of them had high status and status, and the Temple Warriors and Xiong Ba's entourage were not qualified to persuade him.

The two sides confronted each other, the atmosphere was stiff and awkward.

Gao Zhengyang didn't say anything. After all, this place was Xiong Ba's place. He was too embarrassed to give Xiong Ba's face. But Xiong Ba seemed to be unable to deal with the other party, so Gao Zhengyang couldn't bear it anymore.

Wanyan Xikang clearly targeted him, perhaps for revenge of the Golden Wolf clan, perhaps because there were other barbarians behind him, or perhaps both.

No matter what, Gao Zhengyang was not interested in waiting. He stepped forward and said to Xiong Bada: "King Bear, Elder Wanyan seems to have some opinions about me, please let me talk to him..."

Xiong Ba looked at Gao Zhengyang unexpectedly. He didn't believe that Gao Zhengyang would convince him, but instead worried that he would use force directly. If Wanyan Xikang was killed in the Tianwu Temple, things would be a big deal.

But Xiong Ba still chose to believe Gao Zhengyang. He believed that the other party had enough wisdom and would not do brainless things.

Gao Zhengyang walked forward and walked towards Wanyan Xikang. Although he did not induce power, the powerful fist intentions he exuded on his body surged out like a substance.

The powerful fist intent is higher than the other, and it is facing Wanyan Xikang with the force of sweeping the world. It seems that any obstacle in front of him will be crushed into powder.

The old man lived for more than 800 years, and his heart wanted to dry up the ancient well without any extra emotions. But under the pressure of the heavy punch, Wanyan Xikang could not hold on anymore. He felt that he could be crushed into ashes by the rolling punch. The fear of death also changed his old face. Two sparse and light golden eyebrows also raised. Wanyan Xikang did not want to retreat, and he inspired witchcraft. The shadow of an ancient witch god appeared in the old eyes that were as deep as a pool, and the golden wolf staff in his hand also flowed with strange light.

A powerful wizard can summon the ancient witch god through sacrifices, practice and other means, and borrow the power of the witch god. Wanyan Xikang is 800 years old and has long been in witchcraft. With a move of his mind, he aroused the resonance of the witch god in the endless void and received the blessing of the ancient witch god's power.

The endless powerful witch god power protects Wanyan Xikang from the inside out without revealing a gap. The witch god power released from the outside inevitably reveals a huge golden wolf phantom.

Gao Zhengyang used his spirit without force. Wanyan Xikang was much worse in power level, and he could only mobilize the power of the witch god to resist the intention of the fist. Compared with Gao Zhengyang's calm spirit, Wanyan Xikang saw that he was more powerful, but he was completely at a disadvantage.

One is not surprised by the dust, the other is full of energy and the highest level is immediately visible.

Even the Temple Warriors saw this. The Temple Warriors became nervous. Gao Zhengyang was extremely famous, but until now, everyone knew how powerful Gao Zhengyang was.

When he was one step away from Wanyan Xikang, Gao Zhengyang stopped. The vast fist intention that swept across the heaven and earth on his body also disappeared.

Wanyan Xikang's face was barely calm, but he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in his heart. He was not sure that he could block Gao Zhengyang. Gao Zhengyang walked forward again, and he couldn't help but take action.

The Golden Wolf Clan is strong but not tall. Wanyan Xikang, who is hunched over, is even shorter, probably only at Gao Zhengyang’s chest.

Gao Zhengyang looked down at Wanyan Xikang, but said nothing. His eyes turned and fell on the golden giant wolf floating on Wanyan Xikang's head.

The golden giant wolf had bright golden retrievers all over the body, and the red wolf had fierce and ruthless eyes. It stood about a foot high, making it look extremely powerful.

"What a big golden retriever, it's quite cute..." Gao Zhengyang stretched out his hand with interest and pointed it out as if he was teasing a dog.

Wanyan Xikang was furious. This was the Tianlang, the ancestor god of their Golden Wolf clan. Gao Zhengyang actually called the Golden Retriever.

But before Wanyan Xikang got angry, the huge projection of the sky wolf on his head was like a burst bubble, silently shattering into thousands of fragments.

"Elder Wanyan, your golden retriever is broken..." Gao Zhengyang smiled and said, his eyes full of playful and teasing.

Wanyan Xikang was stunned, and his connection with the ancestor god Tianlang was cut off in an instant. What's even more terrifying is that he didn't know how Gao Zhengyang did it.

"No matter how strong your martial arts are, it's useless. I will never allow outsiders to enter the temple."

Wanyan Xikang quickly recovered from calmness and said fiercely. His life span was over and he was not afraid of death. No matter how powerful Gao Zhengyang's martial arts skills were, he could not scare him.

"The Heavenly Martial Temple carries the wishes of the barbarian ancestor gods and the glory of the barbarians. How can outsiders blaspheme?"

Gao Zhengyang shook his head slightly, "Elder Wanyan, you are wrong."

Gao Zhengyang said proudly: "The Heavenly Martial Temple is indeed full of glory, but my visit is the honor of the Heavenly Martial Temple and the honor of your barbarians!"

Wanyan Xikang was as stupid as a silly chicken. He had never seen Gao Zhengyang as shameless. He was really defeated by Gao Zhengyang's shamelessness and was completely speechless.

"If you don't speak, do you think what I said makes sense?"

Gao Zhengyang smiled and said, "Now we can give way."

Wanyan Xikang, who was confused, nodded involuntarily and wanted to retreat. But he immediately realized that something was wrong. He gave way if he was a bullshit reason.

Wanyan Xikang's expression darkened, and he was about to scold him, Gao Zhengyang stuck to Wanyan Xikang's ear and said slowly: "Old man, don't toast and not eat and punish the wine. I don't care why you are blocking the way. I'm really upset. I'll destroy your Golden Wolf clan..."

Gao Zhengyang killed billions of creatures, and his heart had long been tempered with coldness and ruthlessness. Wanyan Xikang made things difficult for him without knowing his life and death, which also made him very murderous.

Wanyan Xikang was like falling into an ice cave, and his soul was intimidated by the endless bloody murderous intent in the other party's words. From the intuition of the strong, he knew that Gao Zhengyang was definitely not intimidating.

After repeatedly weighing the pros and cons, Wanyan Xikang had to admit that he was not qualified to fight Gao Zhengyang and had to bow his head and surrender.

Wanyan Xikang lowered his head, took a step back silently to the side, and made way out.
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