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Nine hundred and eighth chapter helpless

Throughout the ages, there is no one other than him who can kill a clone of Star Lord on the ground level.

In particular, Yang Ming has an extremely powerful talent in the star formation. This alone makes him almost invincible in the exploration of the star secret realm.

The previous star field competition seemed even easier for Yang Ming.

Lin Tiannan said: "With your current strength, your qualification to win the Star Territory Competition is already certain, unless someone can break through to the Star Sea Realm before then."

Breaking through the Star Sea Realm in a hundred years?

Yang Ming shook his head. Without the help of skills, no matter how talented a person is, it is absolutely impossible to reach the Star Sea Realm within a hundred years.

Although Yang Ming relied on trickery to kill a clone of Venerable Xuanlong, once he reached the heaven level, he could immediately and completely master the three god-level star arts.

As for now, Yang Ming is confident that he can fight against the star refiner at the top of the sky. Even if he is not his opponent, he can definitely escape from the star refiner at the top of the sky.

But Yang Ming still didn't know Lin Tiannan's purpose in telling him these things. If that was all, there was no need to leave him alone.

He asked tentatively: "What does Palace Master Lin mean?"

"I hope Young Master Yang can help Qiurong. As a condition, I can delay the Heavenly Sword Star Lord and Xuanlong Star Lord for you."

Yang Ming has no doubt that once he leaves the Star Realm, the Heavenly Sword Star Lord and the Xuanlong Star Lord will immediately come to kill him. But if Lin Nantian comes forward, the result will be different.

Yang Ming smiled bitterly and said: "How much time can Palace Master Lin delay for me? If it is only a few years, then it will be a bad deal for me."

Lin Tiannan smiled slightly and said: "My Lin Tiannan's face is worth thirty years no matter what."

Thirty years?

Yang Ming is confident enough to be able to advance to Heaven level within ten years, and it will be more than enough for him to advance to Star Sea level in twenty years.

"I agree to Palace Master Lin's proposal."

Lin Tiannan nodded approvingly and said, "However, I cannot restrain the disciples of Xuanlong Palace in the Star Realm. But judging from your strength, they shouldn't be anything to worry about."

Yang Ming smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, there is exactly one and a half years left, let's use them to practice."

The two talked for several hours, and then Lin Tiannan ordered his disciples to send Yang Ming out of the hall and to the Xingchen Courtyard.

"Senior Brother Ji, this is the Star Courtyard. All those who participate in the Star Field Competition will live in the Star Courtyard."

Yang Ming looked around and saw that the houses were lined up one after another, like palaces and buildings, which was dazzling. He cupped his hands and thanked the disciple, and then walked straight into the Star Courtyard.

"Haha, are you Yang Ming?"

A young and voluptuous man in purple robe stopped in front of the road, glanced at him, and smiled gloomily.

Yang Ming glanced at him: "Are you from Xuanlong Palace?"

"It seems that you are not too stupid. But if I were you, I would definitely not come to the Star Courtyard. Here, Palace Master Lin has no private rights to protect you."

Yang Ming smiled and said: "If you are not too stupid, you know you must not mess with me. Didn't Venerable Xuanlong tell you that I killed one of his clones?"

The coquettish man seemed to have heard a huge joke and couldn't help but laugh: "It's just using the power of others to show strength that is not his own."

"But here, you don't have such good luck."

Yang Ming shook his head. The man in front of him was only at the top of the Earth Level. For him now, he could easily crush him to death with one hand.
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