The Holy City of the Last Days

"You are finally awake. If you had been unconscious for a few more days, we would have organized your funeral."

They were very happy to see Zeng Yiming wake up.

"How's the battle going? Are all the ninth-level ones left?"

Li Yaoyang still cared about this matter very much. It would be very depressing if he paid such a high price and left no one behind.

"What do you think level nine is? Those guys have more or less some trump cards. How could they keep them all?"

"It's a lot of heavy damage. It shouldn't be possible to cause trouble in a short time."

Nangong Qing looked at Zeng Yiming and still felt that the previous battle was too exaggerated. How could an eighth-level person kill a ninth-level person? This was really unbelievable.

"Run away? That's not a big problem."

Li Yaoyang didn't pay too much attention to anything. As long as he broke through the ninth level, they would not pose any threat.

"Did anything happen while I was in coma?"

Li Yaoyang looked at a few people.

"Not to mention it is true. You are so lucky to be the representative of Lieyang Clan. In addition, Hanyue Clan and Lieyang Clan will merge in the future. In this case, you are very likely to become the chief senior brother."

Nangong Qing looked at Zeng Yiming, but this position is not so easy to take. Although this guy's strength is indeed incredible, there will definitely be many people who are dissatisfied with Zeng Yiming sitting in this position.

"What the hell?"

Li Yaoyang was a little confused when he heard this. How could so many things happen while he was unconscious? What kind of ghost was this chief senior brother? Could it be that he was tied to the wreckage of the Southern Holy City?

"This is decided unanimously by the headmaster and several elders. As for the chief senior brother matter, you have to participate in the selection if necessary. However, based on your strength and contribution, becoming the chief senior brother should be a certainty. "

Seeing Li Yaoyang looking a little confused, Qin Shuang patiently explained to him.

"This senior brother is not a good position. I don't care about it. I have to make contributions regardless of the benefits. I think the disciples under the master should like this position very much."

He is not interested in this position. Sooner or later, he will return to the ruins of the Northern Holy City. When the decisive battle comes, he will not know whether he will live or die. This position can be said to be meaningless to me.

"Boy, you've finally woken up. If you don't wake up, that guy Zeng Xian'an is going to tear down the Lieyang Gate."

Upon hearing the news of Zeng Yiming's awakening, the elders of Lieyang Clan rushed over one after another. The first one to bear the brunt was Yang Qianfan. He had a seventh-level Sword Intention. I really don't know what kind of scene this kid will be like after entering Sword Intent in the future.

Anyway, I have no chance of achieving such an achievement in my life, but if this kid can achieve it, he will be too old to walk and still be able to brag that the swordsman genius once practiced here at Lieyang Gate, and he also taught his sword skills.

"Elder Yang!"

"You don't have to be so polite. Now your fighting ability is about the same as ours. You are completely equal to us."

"We still have to have etiquette."

Li Yaoyang did not agree with Yang Qianfan's words.

"Whatever you want. You must have heard about the merger of the two sects, right? The two sides need to communicate and we have decided that you will lead the team to Hanyue Sect. Remember, you must not lose face to Lieyang Sect at any time."

Yang Qianfan came here just to tell Zeng Yiming about this matter. Now Lieyang Sect is full of waste and he and others don't have much time.

The elders left after more or less chatting for a few words. Zeng An was the only one left.

"I said you're an old man, why are you staying here? If you don't want to accompany my cheap master, people like you deserve to be single."

Li Yaoyang looked at Zeng Yiming.

"You really have double standards, kid. Go back to Zeng's house when you have time. This is a gift for your breakthrough."

As he said this, Zeng Xianan took out a wristband. Judging from the coercion emanating from the wristband, this is definitely not an ordinary thing.

"Yo yo yo! You're so generous, you old fool, you shouldn't have prepared any traps for me."

Looking at the wristband, Li Yaoyang felt a terrifying aura from it. It was at least a fake tenth level. According to the information, the Zeng family did not have this thing, so there was only one possibility that it was made now.

Doesn't that mean that Zeng Xian'an went to single-handedly challenge the fake tenth level? It seems that he still underestimated the Zeng family's background.

"Do you like it? This thing can help you with the fatal attack of the ninth-level strongman at the critical moment. As long as it is not a tenth-level attack, it will not be able to kill you instantly."

I have also heard about this guy. He fought with more than a dozen level [-] fighters and still managed to survive. This was an honor that belonged to him. However, as he was using his identity as the Zeng family, the Zeng family could also get a lot of credit.

"How could you not want it? You must be feeling guilty. If you don't accept this thing, I will be sorry for myself. My life is tough. Even if there is something wrong with this thing, it can kill me?"

It can withstand level [-] attacks, and even level [-] can't break through the defense. The value of this thing instantly becomes higher. This thing is a life-saving artifact.

After explaining how to use it, Zeng Xianan also left here. Looking at Li Yaoyang, he was thinking about how many members of the Zeng family this boy would have if he were really a member of the Zeng family. The figure leaving behind looked extremely lonely.

"Why is this old man so weird?"

Looking at Zeng Xian'an's various behaviors, Li Yaoyang felt something strange but couldn't put it into words.

Three days later, Li Yaoyang has returned to his peak state. After breaking through [-]% of his sword power, his combat effectiveness has reached a new level. If he exerts his power without any reservation, there will be absolutely few people of the same level who can rival him.

"boom!"

A sword energy passed through the mixed meaning, and part of the material disappeared instantly, leaving a sword mark on the ground.

"Ready or not we're leaving."

At this time, Nangong Qing came to the door, accompanied by rice balls.

"You guys really have something to eat, you are your master."

Li Yaoyang looked at this rice ball guy and it was amazing. If he was fed by someone, he would follow anyone and there would be no bottom line at all.

Hearing this, Fantuan immediately became aggrieved and walked to his side.

"What kind of people really have what kind of pets."

It was also the first time for Nangong Qing to see a stinky pet with such a big appetite. This guy had eaten a lot of his food after just two days with him. This guy was like a bottomless pit, eating whatever he saw.

"Go, go, there's no point in pretending to be stupid. You haven't grown up after eating so much. Your master, I'm going to Hanyue Gate. I need a mount. Don't embarrass me. Otherwise, you can find another master."

Fantuan seemed to understand and hurriedly patted his chest, as if to say, don't worry, leave this matter to me, there will be absolutely no problem.