In front of the towering Tower of Babel, which was like an iron mountain, Wan Yan Xikang's aging and rickety body stood firmly in front of the gate, blocking Gao Zhengyang and Xiong Ba outside. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Although Xiong Ba is annoyed, he can still maintain enough demeanor, and he has a little smile on his honest and cute black and white face.

The Heavenly Martial Temple claims to be independent, but after all, it is an internal organization that is attached to the Barbarian Alliance. Xiong Ba has many means to rectify Yan Xikang. But the old man has high qualifications and status, and he is clearly going to die, and Xiong Ba has nothing to do for a while.

Under normal circumstances, Xiong Ba would not bother with the old guy who is going to die. He will take a step back, and then slowly clean up the other party, so that Wanyan Xikang will regret going against him.

But Gao Zhengyang is still beside him, and he attaches great importance to this important ally. Gao Zhengyang just gave him two fruits, if this little thing is not done properly, it will be too embarrassing. It will also make Gao Zhengyang question his sincerity.

Wanyan Xikang was extremely resolute, and Xiong Ba refused to back down, and the situation was deadlocked. The status of the two people is high, the Templar warriors, and Xiongba's entourage are not qualified to persuade.

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

Gao Zhengyang didn't speak, after all, this is Xiong Ba's place, and he didn't give Xiong Ba face too much. But Xiong Ba didn't seem to be able to handle the other party, and Gao Zhengyang couldn't bear it anymore.

Wanyan Xikang made it clear that he was targeting him, maybe it was for the revenge of the Golden Wolf Clan, maybe there was the support of other barbarians behind him, or maybe it was both.

No matter what, Gao Zhengyang was not interested in waiting any longer. He took a few steps forward and said to Xiong Domineering: "King Xiong, Elder Wanyan seems to have some opinions about me, let me talk to him......"

Xiong Ba glanced at Gao Zhengyang with some surprise, he didn't believe that Gao Zhengyang could convince him, but was worried that he would use force directly. If Yan Xikang is killed in the Tianwu Temple, things will be a big problem.

But Xiong Ba still chose to believe in 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 didn't have the power to induce, the powerful fist intent that came out of his body was surging out like substance.

The powerful fist intent was higher than the other, and it swept the world and pressed towards Wan Yan Xikang. It seemed that any obstacle in front of him would be crushed into powder.

The old man lived for more than 800 years, and his heart wanted to dry up the ancient well, and he would not have any superfluous emotions. But under the pressure of heavy fist intent, Wan Yan Xikang couldn't hold it anymore, and he felt that he might be crushed into ashes by the rolling fist intent at any time. The fear of death made his old face change color. Two sparse and pale golden eyebrows also raised. Wanyan Xikang didn't want to retreat, he urged witchcraft, and the shadow of an ancient witch god faintly appeared in the deep old eyes, and the golden wolf staff in his hand also flowed with strange light.

Powerful wizards can summon ancient witch gods through sacrifices, cultivation and other means, and borrow the power of witch gods. Wanyan Xikang is 800 years old, and he has long been fascinated in witchcraft. With a single thought, it inspired the resonance of the witch god in the endless void and obtained the blessing of the power of the ancient witch god.

An endless stream of powerful witch god power guarded Yan Xikang from the inside out, without revealing a trace of gaps. The power of the witch god released from the outside inevitably revealed a huge golden wolf phantom.

Gao Zhengyang is not using his strength, and Wanyan Xikang is much worse in terms of strength level, so he can only mobilize the power of the witch god to resist the fist intent. Compared with Gao Zhengyang, who is calm and relaxed, Wanyan Xikang looks more imposing, but he is completely at a disadvantage.

One is an understatement, and the other is full of momentum.

Even the Templars saw this. The Templars tensed. Gao Zhengyang is extremely famous, but until this moment, everyone knows how powerful Gao Zhengyang is.

When he was one step away from Wanyan Xikang, Gao Zhengyang stopped. The vast fist intent that swept the heavens and the earth on his body also disappeared with it.

Wanyan Xikang's old face barely kept his composure, but he couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief in his heart. He didn't have any certainty that he could stop Gao Zhengyang. Gao Zhengyang walked forward again, and he couldn't help but want to make a move.

The Golden Wolf Clan is strong but not tall, and Wanyan Xikang, who is hunched on his waist, is even shorter, probably only to the position of Gao Zhengyang's chest.

Gao Zhengyang looked down at Yan Xikang, but did not speak. With a turn of his gaze, he landed on the golden giant wolf floating on Wanyan Xikang's head.

This golden giant wolf has bright golden fur all over his body, and his red wolf eyes are fierce and ruthless, standing there a foot high, looking extremely powerful.

"It's such a big golden retriever, it's quite cute......" Gao Zhengyang stretched out his hand with interest, and nodded it like a dog.

Wanyan Xikang was furious, this was the heavenly wolf of their Golden Wolf Clan's ancestral god, Gao Zhengyang was actually called a Golden Retriever Dog.

But before Yan Xikang could get angry, the huge celestial wolf projection on his head was like a bubble that had been punctured, silently shattering into thousands of pieces.

"Elder Wanyan, your golden retriever dog is broken......" Gao Zhengyang seemed to be smiling, his eyes were full of playfulness and teasing.

After Yan Xikang was stunned, his connection with the ancestral god Heavenly Wolf was actually cut off in an instant. What's even more terrifying is that he doesn'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 regained his composure and said very toughly. His life is at the end of his life, and he is not even afraid of death, no matter how strong Gao Zhengyang's martial arts are, he can't scare him.

"The Tianwu Temple, carrying the will of the barbarian ancestral gods, carrying the glory of the barbarians, how can outsiders be allowed to blaspheme. ”

Gao Zhengyang shook his head slightly, "Elder Wanyan, you are wrong about what you said. ”

Gao Zhengyang said with a proud face: "The Tianwu Temple is indeed full of glory, but my presence is the honor of the Tianwu Temple, and it is also the honor of your barbarians!"

Wanyan Xikang was stunned, he had never seen Gao Zhengyang so brazen, he was really defeated by Gao Zhengyang's cheekiness, and he was completely speechless.

"You don't speak, don't you think what I said makes sense? ”

Gao Zhengyang smiled and said, "Now you can obediently give way." ”

Wan Yan Xikang, who looked confused, nodded involuntarily and wanted to retreat. But he immediately realized that something was wrong, what kind of bullshit reason to give way.

Wanyan Xikang's expression sank, and he was about to scold, Gao Zhengyang put it in Wanyan Xikang's ear and said leisurely: "Old man, don't toast and don't eat and drink." I don't care why you're in the way. I'm really upset, destroy your whole golden wolf clan......"

Gao Zhengyang killed hundreds of millions of living beings, and his heart had long been tempered by ruthlessness. Wanyan Xikang didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and he was embarrassed by him, and he also made his murderous intent great.

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

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

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