Chapter 433 Changes in Tiange

Yang Li looked at his sister's haggard face and sighed slightly: "Sister, let's go back first. If he doesn't die, he will definitely come to you!"

Yang Yun shook his head gently: "No, brother, you'd better go back first and tell your father that I want to be alone!"

In the end, Yang Yun's stubbornness made Yang Li have no choice but to leave.

"What on earth do you want to do? Why don't you kill me?" The wandering wind lying on the back of the mountain rat looked at Zhao Tian's lonely and desolate back, and there was a faint sadness. For several hours, Zhao Tian didn't say a word. This heavy depression made him feel unspeakable. Finally, he couldn't help asking.

Zhao Tian slowly turned around, and his jewel-like shining eyes flashed a trace of sadness, but then dissipated and became indifferent.

"Why did I kill you?"

You Feng was stunned. He didn't expect Zhao Tian to ask himself this. For a moment, he said, "Aren't you always held a grudge against me?"

"Hate!" Zhao Tian's face was stunned, and then a wry smile appeared at the corners of his mouth: "Do you mean what happened in Fengcheng last time?"

"There seems to be no hatred between us except for that incident!" Youfeng nodded and did not deny it.

"Ha, I have long forgotten that matter. I don't kill you for some reason, but I want to know that the master of the Third Mercenary Regiment of the Empire has become a robber. There must be something shame in it!"

When You Feng heard this, his fear suddenly disappeared and became cold: "I don't need you to talk about my affairs yet. I'm not used to the constraints of mercenaries. It's good to be a robber and free!"

'Is that right? Zhao Tian's deep eyes sparkled with wisdom, staring at the eyes of the wandering wind, with a trace of coldness in his tone.

Feel the seemingly suffocating coldness emitted from outside Zhao celestial body, and there was a shiver all over. He quickly turned his eyes away, forced to resist the boiling in his heart, and said toughly, "Of course!"

Seeing Youfeng's deliberately fleeing eyes, Zhao Tian smiled with a certain smile on the corners of his mouth: "Didn't Fan Qingyun give you any ** conditions, or that the old guy Yu Yanhong guaranteed you something worthy of such a condescension!"

"Fulant leader Fan is not thin with me, but he still respects my choice. As for what Yu Yanhong is talking about, I don't know who Yu Yanhong is. What's the point of interest!" You Feng's face changed and he said angrily.

Zhao Tian smiled faintly, and the breath outside the body suddenly changed. A powerful momentum like a mountain suddenly pressed the former. The powerful momentum made the surrounding air seem to solidify, and a huge sense of depression came from the heart.

Youfeng's face turned red, overwhelmed by this powerful momentum, and even the aura in his body could not condense.

"Since I won't say it, I can only find a way for you to say it!" Zhao Tian's face was like ice, and there was a faint golden light outside his body, like a god of war, which made people worship and said coldly.

With that, he ignored the wandering wind in shock. His mind moved, the blue light flashed, and a jade quietly floated in mid-air.

Zhao Tian's lips moved gently, but there was no sound.

From the beginning of the blue light to the dissipation, the body of the swimming wind is on the edge of collapse, and the strong sense of oppression from all directions makes every part of the former's body reach a new limit.

Zhao Tian smiled slightly, and the invisible pressure in the air suddenly decreased. Until Zhao Tian restrained all the pressure into his body, the swimming wind's body suddenly slanted, and he sat tiredly on the back of the mountain rat, sweating all over.

Just a moment, he felt as if he had walked through the ghost gate, and his strength disappeared. A very strong sense of fatigue emanated from his body. He took a deep look at Zhao Tian and finally fainted.

As if he didn't see it, Zhao Tian sat cross-legged, his eyes closed, and a ring of golden aura constantly echoed in his body, and soon entered a state of cultivation.

A few hours later, Zhao Tian had entered the hinterland of Fengcheng. At this time, the sky was approaching dusk, and the clouds in the west were stained blood red by the remnant sun. The sun shone on the ground, and one beast was quickly hired in this land exchanged for countless lives.

On a soil bag built with loess, he slowly poked out a person's head and looked at the long mountain rat, with a trace of strangeness in his eyes, and then a cry similar to an animal from his mouth.

Then, a strange animal cry sounded on this desolate land.

"Brother, something is going on again. I'll go and have a look!" Hearing this sound, in an underground passage, a man suddenly stood up and looked a little hurried.

"Okay, pay attention to safety. I just received the news from Brother Tian and learned that Brother Tian is not dead, and he will come to us soon to tell our brothers to show the highlights and report everything once every hour!" The man sitting in the front, dressed in a cyan gown, with a little majesty in his face, whispered.

"I know Brother Ling!" The big man nodded, with a simple smile on his face, and turned around and left.

"It seems that Linglong has not neglected to manage these many sentries recently!" Zhao Tian, who is sitting behind the mountain rat, has released his perception to 3,000 meters. After walking for a while, he has felt a lot of dark whistles secretly look at himself.

A smile appeared at the corners of its mouth, making the mountain rat slow down and wait for those people to come.

Sure enough, a pair of black shadows came towards themselves from a distance at a very fast speed and gently closed their eyes: "A second-level martial artist, a sixth-level martial artist, and the rest are above the fifth-level martial artists. These strengths are already very good!"

Suddenly, the smile on Zhao Tian's face suddenly bloomed, because he felt the people he was familiar with.

"Who are you? Why did you step into my heavenly pavilion? Please leave as soon as possible!" The man on the opposite shouted politely to Zhao Tian.

Zhao Tian smiled faintly, and his toes tapped on the back of the mountain rat. With the help of his strength, a faint golden light spread out from the outside of his body and shouted with his aura, "Long rises all over the world, the first pavilion in the world!"