Just when a certain man was about to make a move, several strong men in Hu robes not far away were peering at him and whispering.

"He is the leader of the [Apotheosis of Gods List], Lord Damin Wu'an?"

"White clothes, white sword, unparalleled handsomeness, it should be him."

"Then who is the woman next to him?"

"I don't know her, but the chief secretary of Honglu Temple treats her with great respect. She is probably also an upper-class figure in Damin."

"Damin is still full of energy. Even though the country is in decline, he can still give birth to such an outstanding person. He can single-handedly suppress the talents of the world. I wonder if Brother De Songmi Zhuo can defeat him..."

As soon as these words came out, everyone couldn't help but have a hint of gloom in their eyes.

This challenge is of great importance. If Tianjiao, who represents the national destiny, is defeated, the symbolism of the foreshadowing will be enough to frighten the senior officials behind them.

"You have to shoot when the arrow is on the string, and you have to fight even if you can't win!"

"That's right. Besides, you don't need to worry too much. Senior Brother De Songmi Zhuo is ranked 17th on the [God List]. He and Mr. Wu An are both in the first echelon. There is not much difference between the two sides. If we really fight, it depends on who has the greatest potential.

, who played better."

"Indeed, the rankings in the [Apotheosis of the Gods] can only be used as a reference. The true combat effectiveness can only be known after fighting."

After comforting each other for a few words, the gloom in everyone's hearts gradually disappeared, and suddenly someone changed the subject and said with a sneer.

"Actually, there is nothing to worry about. Anyway, we have decided on the prince. The best thing to do is to be respectful and give Emperor Damin face and continue to be a minister."

Immediately, a person next to him retorted disdainfully: "Even if it's disrespectful, so what, can Emperor Damin still break through the Chunzhou rebels to cause trouble for us?"

"Hahaha, that's true."

After teasing for a while, smiles finally appeared on everyone's faces, and most of their fear of Damin, the Celestial Kingdom, faded away.

"When the time is right in a few days, you will start to build momentum. At that time, I will first explore the reality of these talented people of Damin on behalf of Senior Brother De Songmi Zhuo."

A handsome young man puffed out his chest and glanced at the young man in white in the distance, his eyes flashing with a burning fighting spirit.

Damin’s destiny is gone!

It’s time for the Celestial Empire, which has suppressed China for nearly a thousand years, to fall apart!

And Lord Wu'an, who represents the fate of his dynasty, will surely be crushed into powder by the tide of the times.

No matter how glorious he is now, he can only lead to a miserable ending in the future, being dragged into the abyss by Damin's destiny and buried with him.

Thinking of this, the young man couldn't help but feel a sense of superiority in his heart, and looked at Zhao Yinshun with a trace of pity.

He has seen the tragic end of Wu Anjun!

On the other side, sensing a strange sight, Zhao Yinshun looked back along his spiritual sense and saw a confident and energetic young man.

emmmm...what are you so proud of?

Believe it or not, I will stab you to death with a sword?!

Blinking his eyes in confusion, Zhao Yinshun was about to ask him what he was looking at when a ripple suddenly appeared on the Conferring God Stage not far away, instantly diverting his attention.

The calm battle ended slowly in a friendly and harmonious atmosphere. A handsome Damin young man and a heroic girl returned to the world hand in hand, and they exchanged polite business greetings.

"Miss Iris' swordsmanship has improved again."

"Mr. Feng is overrated. I still need to learn more."

The two sides held their swords and saluted. Before the Damin youth could continue to exchange feelings, Zhao Yinshun came to the two of them with a quick step.

"Iris, let's have a round."

"don't want."

"Why?"

"I can't beat you."

"How do you know if I haven't hit you yet?"

"I don't want to die a second time."

"…………"

This sentence made Zhao Yinshun choked up, and after several seconds, he refused to give up.

"At worst, I'll be gentler. Just close your eyes and it will be over soon!"

"So you just want to kill me again?!"

The beautiful blond girl's eyes widened, and her emerald green eyes glowed with a bright golden light.

"How is that possible? I'm not a murderous person..."

Zhao Yinshun laughed twice, and his voice became smaller and smaller under Iris's oppressive gaze, and finally he murmured a complaint in a low voice.

"You have earned so much luck, and you won't die if you share a little bit with me. You are stingy..."

"What did you say?!"

"No, it's nothing, just don't fight!"

Ignoring the shocked Damin young man beside him, Zhao Yinshun turned around and walked away, his lost figure inexplicably tinged with desolation.

How...how...lonely...it is to be invincible...

Feng Yangyao swallowed, as an unfamiliar melody seemed to echo in his ears, and looked at the sullen Iris in disbelief.

"Who is that?"

"The leader of [The Prodigy List of All Countries in the World] is Zhao Yinshun."

Iris ground her teeth angrily and gritted her teeth at Zhao Yinshun's back.

"Wu Anjun! Have you ever fought against him?"

Thinking of the conversation between the two just now, Feng Yangyao felt his scalp numb.

Through several "friendly discussions", he roughly figured out Iris's strength, and he believed that the gap with her was still quite obvious.

But this opponent whom he admired and admired from the bottom of his heart actually died under the sword of Lord Wu An?

Then wouldn’t I be powerless to fight back in front of him?

[Fengshen Ranking] Is the gap between the middle and the top so big?

Seeing Feng Yangyao's shocked expression, Iris hesitated for a moment and warned her kindly.

"If that guy wants to compete with you, you must not agree. He will never leave anyone alive under his sword!"

"Well...he doesn't look like a murderous person..."

As soon as these words came out of his mouth, Feng Yangyao wanted to slap himself.

What kind of good person can a guy who is named [Wu Anjun] be?

If he didn't regard human life as trivial, the title of Wu An would never fall on his head!

"He has a very weird personality and is not bloodthirsty, but...but..."

Unable to find suitable words to describe it, Iris' facial features wrinkled up, and finally she uttered a sentence full of resentment.

"He is like a god playing games on earth, always looking for ways to have fun, and his happiness is often based on blood and killing."

"Hiss... Lord Wu An is actually such a cruel person?"

Feng Yangyao took a deep breath and felt chilled all over.

Sure enough... Those who can be granted the title of [Wu'an] are somewhat perverted in their hearts!

"Well, it can't be said that he is tyrannical. He is not evil at heart. On the contrary, he has a sense of justice, but there is something wrong with his philosophy..."

Seeing that Feng Yangyao had misunderstood, Yiris quickly defended Zhao Yinshun.

But at this moment, a group of fierce and strong men separated from the crowd and rushed into the inner perimeter of the Conferred God Platform.

"As expected, they are here. Capture these two people! I suspect that they are rebel agents!"

Huang Yu, who smelled of alcohol, pointed at Li Min and roared, not noticing that the face of a strong man following him changed drastically.

"you……"

Li Min, who was as cold as ice, was so angry that his breath was stagnant. As soon as he raised his finger, he was gently held by Zhao Yinshun.

In a blink of an eye, the handsome young man shook his head at her and smiled as softly as water.

"Senior sister, you can forgive the sins committed by God, but you can't live with the sins committed by yourself. These insects will only regard your kindness as weakness."

"If you can't bear to see blood, then close your eyes and leave everything to me."

Feeling the warmth coming from her fingers, Li Min felt a warmth in her heart. After a long time, she sighed and turned her head silently.

After getting approval from his senior sister, Zhao Yinshun laughed and turned around to face a group of fierce and strong men.

"Boy, be good..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Yinshun waved his hand casually from a distance of several meters, as if he was chasing away a swarm of flies.

However, this seemingly random action shocked all the extraordinary people present.
To be continued...