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Chapter 1172 Take a bite!

Inside the Yihua Palace.

Hua Tian was shocked. He looked at the situation inside the crystal ball. He originally wanted Xiao Qian to devour Yang Tian's strength, but what he didn't expect was that Yang Tian actually bit him back. If this is the case, his daughter was caught by Yang Tian, ​​and Yang Tian would do whatever he wanted.

When Hua Tian thought of this, he couldn't stand still: "Yang Tian, ​​if you dare to attack my daughter, I will tear you into pieces!"

But at this time, how could Yang Tian pay attention to Hua Tiandu's roar?

Yang Tian hugged Hua Tiandu's daughter and enjoyed it happily.

He killed Xiao Qian with one palm, and there were very few people in the Yihua Palace who could participate in the martial arts competition. I am afraid that no one except Yang Tian had the ability to enter the top three.

Hua Tiandu wanted Yang Tian to die. Yang Tian not only had to sleep with his daughter in front of Hua Tiandu, but also wanted Hua Tiandu to shut up his mouth obediently, not even dared to say a word!

"Yang Tian, ​​you're simply looking for death!"

Hua Tiandu had already rushed over from Yihua Palace. When he entered the secret realm, he stared at Yang Tian angrily.

Hua Tiandu's eyes were full of murderous intent.

Seeing Hua Tiandu, Yang Tiancai stood up calmly and smiled and said, "Prince Hua, your daughter is really young. Betroth me and be your wife."

"You killer!"

Hua Tiandu roared angrily.

The woman lying next to Yang Tian had already been fainted by Yang Tian. At this time, when she heard Hua Tiandu's roar, she woke up and quickly got up and put on her clothes. She first glanced at Yang Tian, ​​and then said to Hua Tiandu nervously: "Father, I..."

"Xiaoyue, it's not your business. Come here by my side now!"

Hua Tian said to the woman.

The woman named Hua Yueyue was about to walk towards Hua Tiandu, but Yang Tianyi grabbed her wrist, which made her a little angry: "What are you doing!"

"You are already my woman!"

Yang Tian said a very domineeringly, and then he hugged Hua Yueyue in his arms in his arms.

A kingly aura surged from Yang Tian.

This made Hua Yueyue's face turn a little red. Her face pressed against Yang Tian's chest, feeling the majestic macho aura of Yang Tian. She also thought that Yang Tian had fucked her for a few hours just now, making her drunk and dreaming. She felt a little excited, and naturally she didn't dare to resist.

"Yueyue, what are you doing? Why don't you come here immediately!"

Hua Tiandu saw his daughter leaning in Yang Tian's arms and was furious. A sharp light flashed in his eyes and flew up and slapped Yang Tian's head with a palm.

This palm came and came in full force.

Although Hua Tiandu is also a disciple of Nuwa, his cultivation has long reached the peak of Nirvana Realm.

But to be honest, Yang Tian can still deal with the attack from Hua Tiandu.

No matter how Yang Tian moved, he had already flashed, and then disappeared out of thin air.

Hua Tiandu frowned. He used his spiritual sense to explore around him. He could not feel Yang Tian's breath for a moment. He grabbed Hua Yueyue's wrist and was about to leave here. But at this time, Yang Tian suddenly appeared behind Hua Tiandu, and a thunderous divine palm hit Hua Tiandu's head.

"Dad, be careful!"

Hua Yueyue said anxiously.

Hua Tiandu suddenly turned around and displayed the Nuwa God Palm.

Yang Tian didn't want to use one move to knock Hua Tiandu down, after all, Hua Tiandu is a strong man himself.

Yang Tian took advantage of the fact that Hua Tiandu was killing him, and he flashed, pulled Hua Yueyue and walked out: "Prince Hua, you may not let me participate in the martial arts competition, but I am determined to win your daughter!"

Hua Tian was furious: "Yang Tian, ​​you are simply seeking death!"

But Hua Tian thought of the martial arts competition that was about to start today. Xiao Qian was already dead, and there was no one in the Yihua Palace that could face the challenge.

It can be said that all the hopes of Yihua Palace are on Yang Tian.

If Yang Tian left and the disciples who participated in the martial arts competition in Yihua Palace would have no leader, then at this martial arts competition, Yihua Palace would be very happy.

The influence of this on Yihua Palace will greatly reduce.

Thinking of this, Hua Tiandu's anger could only swallow into his stomach. He said coldly: "Yang Tian, ​​I will give you a chance. As long as you win the battle and enter the top three, you will become the number one disciple of Yihua Palace. If you can defeat Li Min and win the championship, I will betroth you Yueyue!"

Yang Tian laughed in his heart.

He had already killed Hua Tiandu's handle.

Hua Tian still gave in to him obediently?

Looking at Hua Tiandu's pretending to be calm, Yang Tian laughed and said coldly: "You can ask me to participate in the martial arts competition on behalf of Yihua Palace, but you are not qualified to bet on Yueyue. No matter how I play, Yueyue is already my woman. After all, I am her first man!"

The last sentence is obviously exciting to Huatiandu.

A sharp light flashed in Hua Tiandu's eyes, but he dared not speak out. After all, he still had to rely on Yang Tian to attend the martial arts competition.

"Yang Tian, ​​are you the palace lord? Or me?"

Huatian said coldly.

"It doesn't matter if you don't agree. I'll leave Yihua Palace now."

Yang Tiandao.

Hua Tiandu's eyes were full of murderous intent. He hated Yang Tian to the core. If possible, he wanted to kill Yang Tian with one blow, but he thought that Xiao Qian had been beaten to death by Yang Tian. If Yang Tian died, no one could represent Yihua Palace to fight. Thinking of this, he said in a deep voice: "Yang Tian, ​​the martial arts competition is about to begin, you can participate now!"

Yang Tian smiled, and knew that Hua Tian had surrendered to him. He pulled Hua Yueyue openly and flew towards the secret territory.

In the center of Nanhai.

In that huge battlefield, warriors and spectators were everywhere.

The four-year martial arts competition will start today, first in the preliminaries and then in the knockout round. The entire martial arts competition lasts for one month. Only when the warriors who can enter the top three are qualified to accept the selection of Shen Luomon. Only when they are selected can they enter Shen Luomon and choose their own master.

The martial arts competition is a concentration of all warriors in the entire southern province.

At this time, the entire Nanhai City is full of people.

"I welcome you all. I am your host Jiang Zhangjie. The martial arts competition will begin every four years. I will introduce the members of the Supervision Council. The first one is Huatiandu from Yihua Palace!" The host began to introduce Huatiandu and others. Every time he recited a name, it attracted everyone's excitement.

People from various major families in the southern provinces were pronounced one by one.

These people will form a supervision meeting to supervise all matters in the entire martial arts competition.

Finally, the host paused and suddenly said, "This year's martial arts competition has received the attention of God Luomon. A god will come to take charge in person. Can you guess which god it will be?"

When everyone heard this, their faces changed drastically: "Oh my god, is there a god in charge? Which god is it?"

Yang Tian also used his spiritual sense to explore around him, and soon he frowned: "Chiyou!"

(End of this chapter)
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