Chatper 1528 (1/2)

"In the past, there was no way for me to retreat. I had to fight to the death. Now, I can fight or retreat. With more choices, how can the two be on the same page?"

Yang Xuan pouted and mocked mercilessly: "Some people are just stupid, but they pretend to be shrewd, or it's ridiculous when everyone else is as stupid as him."

"An ant-like thing, even you dare to scold me!"

Han Daosheng burst into anger, his eyes spitting fire, and it felt like he had been slapped hard.

"I didn't name you, so when did I scold you? If you insist on being in the right seat, there's nothing you can do, but it's common sense for stupid people to do stupid things."

Yang Xuan touched his chin and smiled brightly, as if you were really stupid.

"Haha, in the words of my lord, it is too incisive. The Protoss is a group of idiots with eyes above the top."

Jiutian Pterosaur grinned, it was very upset to see Han Daosheng for a long time, and it didn't mind taking the opportunity to step on it hard.

"Beast looking for death!"

Even a beast dared to humiliate himself, Han Daosheng was going crazy with anger.

"Hmph, just because of you, you also want to kill Lao Tzu?"

Jiutian Winglong became angry and said provocatively: "My major is low and I don't want to fight with you, but I am not afraid of you, so I will ask you, do you dare to fight with me?"

Against high-ranking immortal kings like Shanghan Wuji, Jiutian Winglong has no chance of winning. After all, it has just passed the transformation thunder tribulation, but against Shanghan Daosheng, it is not afraid at all.

With its strength, it is not difficult to kill ordinary immortal saints, even Xuanyin ancestors, Xuefu ancestors and other half-step immortal kings, it can also be defeated in a battle, and it is impossible to kill Han Daosheng.

No matter how strong Han Daosheng is, he is still an immortal after all. Although he has the blood of an ancient god, he is an ancient fierce and tyrannical ancient demon blood, so he is not inferior to Han Daosheng.

"Come here, I will play with you. If you don't kill this beast today, I will come and write with the three words Han Daosheng."

Han Daosheng was so angry that he couldn't move Yang Xuan, why couldn't he kill a Nine-Heaven Winged Dragon?

Jiutian Winglong originally wanted to fight, but Yang Xuan glared at him, and suddenly became very obedient again, just listened to it: "Forget it, I'm in a good mood today, so I won't fight with you."

While speaking, it flapped its wings and flew to Yang Xuan's side.

For Yang Xuanneng to receive the protection of a great Buddhist emperor, it is naturally a happy thing for him.

For at least a hundred years, neither it nor Yang Xuan would have to worry about someone coming to the door to ask for trouble.

Taking this opportunity, either it or Yang Xuan can cultivate with peace of mind and improve their respective strengths.

"If there is a master, there must be a servant. This beast has the same virtue as your grandson."

Han Daosheng's face was ashen as he glared at Yang Xuandao.

"Miscellaneous, believe it or not, I ate you."

The Nine Heavens Winged Dragon roared, but its endurance was limited.

"Okay, calm down for me, people are gods, descendants of ancient gods, how revered their status is, and how can you and I offend them? I really want to anger them, and they will kill us both if we die together. ?"

Yang Xuan smiled, but his expression was calm and indifferent, he turned over and sat on the head of the Nine Heavens Winged Dragon.