"Mr. Gao, you are here..."

Yue Tianpeng broke the silence, stood up from his seat, bowed to Gao Zhengyang, feeling humble.

Gao Zhengyang nodded and sat in Yue Tianpeng's position without permission.

He originally wanted to see Yue Tianpeng's methods, but Yue Tianpeng seemed to have no intention of using force just now, but instead he was a little indulgent.

Whether Yue Tianpeng has other ideas or he is waiting for the opportunity, Gao Zhengyang doesn't want to wait anymore.

He was not interested in using so many means of power and tricks, nor did he have that time.

Taijitian is so vast that if you use power-making methods, you don’t know how long it will take to succeed. Moreover, this kind of power-making cannot be convinced.

The simplest thing is to show your strength. If you don’t accept it, you will be beaten to him. If you really don’t accept it, you will be killed. Since your strength is enough, it is a waste of time to engage in power struggles.

Therefore, Gao Zhengyang instantly crossed a distance of billions of miles through the projection of his mind and arrived at the Qijian Mountain Conference Hall.

Gao Zhengyang sat down at the head and said loudly: "It is imperative to merge Seven Swords Mountain into the Shenlong Hall. Whoever you have any opinions can stand up and speak now."

Everyone was still silent. But many of them looked at the Saint Guanhai.

He just shouted the loudest and his attitude of opposition was the most resolute. Now that the main master has come, the Guanhai Sword Saint has no movement. This has disappointed everyone and a little angry.

The Sword Saint of Guanhai actually wanted to stand up and shout, gather everyone to siege Gao Zhengyang. On the territory of Qijian Mountain, there were various magic arrays outside and more than a dozen holy ranks inside. He didn't believe it and could not kill one Gao Zhengyang.

However, these thoughts could only be circulated in my heart, but the Guanhai Sword Saint did not have the courage to implement them. He had a kind of intuition that if he moved a little, he would be killed by Gao Zhengyang as a scumbag.

This dangerous warning sign was so clear and powerful that he couldn't breathe, and even the energy of the holy core was a little stagnant.

In the spiritual consciousness of the Guanhai Sword Saint, Gao Zhengyang is like the stunning sun hanging in the sky, with the blazing and unparalleled yang and the most powerful. No power can match it.

The huge aura filled his sea of ​​consciousness, almost bursting out his sea of ​​consciousness. The powerful holy core seemed to melt in the most yang and the most powerful pure yang aura.

The power gap between the two sides was too huge, which completely made the Guanhai Sword Saint completely lose the will and courage to resist. Although others were still sitting upright, their bones had long been soft.

This is also Gao Zhengyang's unique spiritual projection, which directly projectes the power of the mind image into the depths of the Guanhai Sword Saint's consciousness. Although Guanhai Sword Saint has the pride of a saint-level powerful man,

But after years of power, he became so sophisticated and worldly. He became proficient in power and strategy, but instead lost the sharpness of the swordsman. When Gao Zhengyang was frightened, he immediately knelt down.

In this regard, the Guanhai Sword Saint is actually too far from Yue Tianpeng. It can be said that the two are not on the same level at all. The power that the Guanhai Sword Saint cares about is rootless duckweed.

Yue Tianpeng knew that his own strength was the foundation. Over the years, he kept drawing resources from the Seven Sword Mountain to help him improve his strength. If he hadn't encountered the pervert Gao Zhengyang, his Zhulongyan would be enough to be among the Saint-level powerful men.

Even if you encounter a divine level, you may not be able to fight.

It is precisely because of Zhu Longyan that Yue Tianpeng knew very well how big the gap between him and Gao Zhengyang was, so he simply surrendered at the beginning.

The result proved that his choice was extremely correct. The powerful man such as the God of Haoyang was also killed by Gao Zhengyang head-on, without any chance.

From that moment on, Yue Tianpeng knew that Gao Zhengyang would definitely become the only overlord of Tai Chi Tian.

Taijitian has a long history and has various treasures and precious resources. However, due to the limitations of the law, it is extremely unfriendly to the divine level.

If you want to be the leader in Taiji Tian, ​​the real main force can only be the holy level. Gao Zhengyang is the holy level, but he has more powerful power than the top level of the god level.

The number of holy-level powerful men, including various magic arrays, also lost their meaning to Gao Zhengyang. This determines that no one in Taijitian can stop Gao Zhengyang.

As long as Gao Zhengyang is willing, he can defeat any opposition force. It only takes a little time.

Yue Tianpeng thought very clearly. Since he couldn't resist, he would join the other party.

Gao Zhengyang energized Tai Chi Tian with force, but could not use personal force to manage Tai Chi Tian. He would not be too harsh on obedient holy-level strongman.

But no one could believe these words, Yue Tianpeng wanted to see how many people would listen to him. What disappointed him was that except for Rouyun Sword Saint, everyone else was hesitating and hesitating. No one wanted to believe him, and no one wanted to follow him.

Yue Tianpeng was very disappointed. Seven Swords Mountain had just been established for tens of thousands of years, and this group of people had become corrupt and degenerate, and they didn't even know where to lose their minds.

Gao Zhengyang's sudden appearance surprised Yue Tianpeng and made him feel a little more relaxed. Although he was disappointed with these people, after all, after all, if he had a choice for so many years of friendship, he would not want to do it himself.

However, according to Yue Tianpeng’s understanding of these people, they will not easily admit defeat. Before, who would have really given up on the holy level like theirs before?

Sure enough, the Guanhai Sword Saint didn't say anything, and someone said something.

"I don't agree..."

The Sword Saint of Canyang stood up and said in a deep voice. He looked firm and had sharp eyes. Before the sword was pulled out, his sword energy had already soared into the sky.

The Sword Saint of the Constant Yang is the seventh son in the Seven Swords Mountain and the youngest. He has always been persevering and cold in character, and he is also the most battler among the Seven Sword Saints.

When the Seven Sword Saints fought in Taiji, the Sword Saints of the Constant Yang killed the most people and suffered the most injuries.

Yue Tianpeng couldn't help but feel a little relieved when he saw the Setyang Sword Saint standing out.

Some people still maintain their sharpness and maintain the dignity of the Saint-level powerful man.

Although the matter of the merger of Seven Swords Mountain into the Shenlong Palace cannot be changed, Yue Tianpeng still hopes that someone will stand up and oppose it, instead of like a group of cartilage, who will kneel down when he is scared by Gao Zhengyang.

Yue Tianpeng thought he had made great plans, so that he would not care about temporary gains, losses, honor and disgrace. Otherwise, he would not have surrendered to Gao Zhengyang so easily.

Gao Zhengyang also smiled: "Finally someone dares to stand up and talk. Don't say anything else, but I want to look up to you with this courage."

He crossed his hands, naturally relaxed and put his arms on the table, and said to the Sword Saint of the Constant Yang: "But why do you object? Just your courage?"

The Sword Saint of the Constant Yang dimly looked like a deep impression. Although Gao Zhengyang was much stronger than him, his words were too arrogant!

He raised his eyebrows and was about to activate the sword weapon, but he saw a red shadow flashing behind Gao Zhengyang, and a girl in red was added.

The girl in red has a pretty and picturesque facial features, but her eyebrows are cold. The look of looking at people is like a god looking down at all living beings, condescending with no emotion.

Gao Zhengyang said slowly: "It is a good thing to have courage, but it is useless to do things. There are thousands of principles in this world, and in the end there is only one thing: the strong are respected."

He said to the Sword Saint of the Constant Yang: "Do you have the right to object?"

The Sword Saint of the Constant Yang was furious and was about to draw the sword when Feng Yue, who was standing behind Gao Zhengyang, looked cold and his unparalleled sword intent fell from the sky.

Feng Yue is the spirituality produced by the sword intent of the Supreme Divine Sword, and its sword intent is the purest and most superior. After becoming the spirit of the Blood God Flag, all it changes is power, but the essence of the sword spirit will not change.

The sword intent inspired by the Blood God Flag was like a slight blood-colored divine light that enveloped the entire hall. Everyone was inevitably stained with a layer of blood-colored divine light.

Before the Cangyang Sword Saint Sword weapon was launched, it was penetrated into the holy core by the unparalleled sword intent. All the power was activated and was blocked by the sword intent.

The Sword Saint of the Constant Yang exerted several times but could not shake it at all. Instead, he bent his knees by the powerful sword intent and sat down on his seat.

Tai Chi Sword Palace is the source of the world's sword technique. Feng Yue once obtained part of the sword intent of the Mingyue Sword Master, and his sword intent was so brilliant that he could look down on the world.

The Saint Level of Sword Refining Sword Saint, such as the Canyang Sword Saint, cannot surpass the Tai Chi Sword Palace in any way, no matter how clever the sword intent changes, he will not be able to transcend the path of Tai Chi Sword Palace. Moreover, his level is too low. No matter how subtle the sword intent is, the origin of the holy core will be locked by Fengyue Sword Intent, and no changes can be performed.

Everyone was shocked to see that the Sword Saint of the Constant Yang was so embarrassed. It was ten times more difficult than killing him with one sword.

"Rubbish!"

Looking at the Sword Saint of the Seton Yang who was flushed with a red face, Gao Zhengyang shook his head disapprovingly, turned around and looked around, and said to everyone: "Don't get me wrong, I'm not talking about him, but I'm saying that everyone here is rubbish."

Gao Zhengyang has learned this sentence for a long time, and today he finally had the opportunity to say it and was in a great mood.

Others can't be happy. Those who can sit in this position are all Saint-level powerhouses. Although they have no will to resist, they can be scolded by Gao Zhengyang in person, which is an insult that most Saint-level powerhouses cannot tolerate.

Immediately, several powerful people at the Saint Level were slutty and wanted to scold them. But before they could move, the unparalleled blood-colored sword intent swept across like a strong wind and waves.

Many saint-level powerful men felt nervous, and they felt that they could be destroyed by the sword intent storm at any time. They did not have the energy to get angry and scolded, but they tried their best to urge sword intent to protect themselves.

Among the ten sword saints present, except for the Rouyun sword saint who was not affected, the other nine sword saints were all trapped in the sword intent storm and could not extricate themselves.

At this time, they all used all their strength to protect themselves. The anger of being insulted, and in the great fear of death, they had long known where to fly. They now had only one thing in their hearts, to save their lives and never die.

The strong will to survive also allows them to barely maintain their own foothold in the sword intent storm. But at this time, everyone's hair is scattered and full of fear on their faces, and there is no trace of calmness and majesty as a powerful saint.

The embarrassing posture of many sword saints made Yue Tianpeng shake his head secretly. He had tried his best to overestimate Gao Zhengyang, but now it seems that he still underestimates it.

Just the sword spirit Feng Yue has the powerful strength to kill everyone present.

Gao Zhengyang is really not showing off now, he just shows his awesome strength.

As for the dignity and ideas of many sword saints, what does it count in the face of life and death?

"Okay."

Gao Zhengyang saw that the fire was almost here and gave a calm command.

Feng Yue's eyes narrowed, and the intent of the surviving sword disappeared silently, as if it had never appeared.

After losing the threat of sword intent, many sword saints felt relieved. Several of them had a poor cultivation level and even breathed heavily. It seemed that they could not breathe in one breath and would be suffocated to death.

The other swordsmans were all red and sweating like rain.

After experiencing the test of life and death, all the sword saints discovered the preciousness of life. The breath that had just been puffed out in their hearts was consumed through the trouble just now.

Now, they just want to live. As for being scolded by Gao Zhengyang in person, it is actually nothing. Gao Zhengyang is a hundred times stronger than them, and it is not wrong to say that they are trash.

The will of the saint-level strong men are very strong, and their ability to comfort themselves is not bad. They quickly emerged from the shadow of humiliation, and all their unruly and madness disappeared, leaving only awe and respect on their faces.

Gao Zhengyang said: "Now, no one is against it."

Everyone bowed their heads and said nothing. But unlike the silent confrontation just now, everyone bowed their heads with a strong gesture of showing weakness.

Yue Tianpeng didn't want everyone to be too embarrassed. He took the initiative to take it and said, "Mr. Gao, they all know they were wrong. Give them a chance to atone for their sins..."

"Okay, I'll leave this to you."

Gao Zhengyang smiled and patted Yue Tianpeng on the shoulder: "Do it well, I'm very optimistic about you."

Yue Tianpeng nodded with honor: "Don't worry, Mr. Gao, I will definitely not let your expectations down."

"well……"
To be continued...