"So your Excellency is unwilling to reconcile?"

The man frowned, a little unpleasant, his face was like a crown of jade, his figure was thin, white clothes and black, his clothes were elegant, not tied or bound, slightly fluttering, lined with the hazy and faint white mist, like a god descending into the world.

Needless to say, Su Yang knew that this person was the famous Illusory Mansion Holy Son Mo Qianyu, although it was a little different from what he imagined, but this charm was almost the same.

"There is nothing to reconcile!"

Su Yang said lightly, and suddenly his body turned into a golden streamer, and his body disappeared in front of the man's eyes in an instant!

"It's really grumpy......"

The man shook his head, once again blocking in front of Su Yang, he flicked his hand gently! A hazy mist shrouded Su Yang.

"Misty Illusion!" Su Yang was stunned,

At this time, the body transformed by the Great Yan Holy Son took this opportunity, and it was suddenly difficult to take Su Yang directly!

"Die!"

The Dao body of the Great Yan Holy Son had a hideous face, and with a sword, it was inserted into Su Yang in the hazy mist!

"You're really not giving up!"

In a short moment, Su Yang woke up from that illusion, a golden light flashed, and suddenly disappeared into the mist, he ran the Ling Xuan Footwork, moving according to the trajectory set in advance! Just like just now, Su Yang appeared behind the avenue in an instant.

This is a move he learned after he entered the realm of the sky and spent two or three months pondering the Dao pattern, and it is a kind of moving stunt in Ling Xu's footwork!

"Die!" Su Yang's face was indifferent, and he didn't show any mercy!

That body was almost indistinguishable from a real person! The sword broke through half of his body! Blood gushed out!

Su Yang ignored this Dao body, he stabbed the true body of the Great Yan Holy Son with his backhand, and suddenly, Mo Qianyu sacrificed a weapon like this nail in his sleeve, and he forced Su Yang away again!

Suddenly, the purple divine bird landed carrying a handsome "beautiful man"! The "beautiful man" jumped off the purple divine bird, and the purple divine bird rushed straight towards the Holy Son of the Phantom Mansion!

"Boom ......"

The Holy Son of the Phantom Mansion turned into a mist, and avoided the purple divine bird with the true body of the seriously injured Great Yan Holy Son.

Mo Qianyu frowned and was silent, he didn't know what that purple qi was, it actually carried such terrifying energy!

"Beat him up!"

Zi Lingxue's figure landed beside Su Yang in an instant, unfinished, and looked excited. The behind-the-back beating that Duan Kongkong has been advocating is really exciting.

Zi Lingxue has a handsome face and is dressed in men's clothes, which has a unique charm.

The Holy Son of Phantom Mansion looked a little solemn, it made him feel troublesome to face these two people here, and at this time, the Holy Son of Dayan had already lost his combat power, if he made a move, he would lose more and win less!

"Holy Son, are we going to make a move?"

The people from Qingcheng Mountain asked, Luo Renxiu's injuries were obviously much better, although his face was pale and his breath was also weak, but there was no danger of life and death.

"Heh, why are we going to make a shot? Luo Renxiu chuckled, he wished that Su Yang would kill the Great Yan Holy Son with a sword......

"Maybe we can talk. Mo Qianyu said calmly, without a sense of artificiality, it seemed that he really wanted to seek a solution through dialogue.

"If we are weak, can it be solved with one sentence? There is nothing to talk about, everything is just for our own interests, he killed me to stabilize the interests behind the status and majesty of the Great Yan Palace, and I killed him for my safety!"

Su Yang's long sword was raised, pointing directly at the Great Yan Holy Son, and every word was loud!

The face of the Great Yan Holy Son was gloomy, although he was very weak, but he had not yet lost consciousness, his eyes were full of this anger, from birth to now, who dared to point at himself with a sword to speak!

"Even if it's a mortal enemy, there is a compromise, there must be a mutually acceptable outcome, and I hope both of you can think about it. ”

Mo Qianyu was not angry, he talked eloquently, behind him, there was a hazy mountain and river. Although he didn't say it, it also showed that he was not afraid of a war. 、

"Rumbling ......" Suddenly, just as they were confronting each other, a coercion covering heaven and earth suddenly rushed towards everyone!

"What's going on!" many people were shocked!

At this time, the ancient scroll suddenly spread out, and one arm was grabbed overwhelmingly, and at this time, the old arm, and the clothes on it were still stained with blood.

"It's that old Taoist!"

The rumbling coercion made many people's bones crackle, and people kept falling to their knees!

Su Yang's face changed in shock, his pupils were faintly blue, and a formation pattern had already formed under his feet, but he couldn't move at the moment! He could feel that the purpose of the old way was him!

That old Dao's hand carried an extremely heavy pressure, and Su Yang's bones were about to crack! Without hesitation, he immediately mobilized the broken sword in the middle of the nine life wheels!

There was a faint white light scattered from his body! This white light cut off the coercion that enveloped him.

"Let's go!"

Su Yang stepped in front of Zi Lingxue, grabbed her hand and held her, the white light made the staggering Zi Lingxue's body much better.

The big hand carries the breath of heaven, even if Zi Lingxue is Hongmeng purple body, and many magic weapons protect her body, she is also overwhelmed at this moment, and it is difficult to move an inch!

Su Yang turned around and threw Zi Lingxue out!

"Oh, I don't!"

Zi Lingxue was thrown out before she reacted, and Su Yang crossed a wisp of heavenly sword qi on Zi Lingxue.

The bloodstained big hand held Su Yang in an instant!

This incomparable aura shattered the bones of the Great Yan Holy Son's whole body! Just now, his body was a lot weaker, as if it was transparent. Sweating profusely, I can't afford to fall to the ground at the moment!

The big hand suddenly appeared, and after grabbing Su Yang, he left abruptly!

The ancient scroll was closed! The breath that crushed the heavens and the earth disappeared in an instant!

"Dao Venerable Breath! This is the power of the Heavenly Dao!"

Duan Tianya and the others were far apart, but they were still trembling with shock from this big hand! He was half-kneeling on the ground, supporting the ground with his sword, and his forehead was covered with beads of sweat!

When the big hand faded, they were stunned!

"There must be a secret in this person! Otherwise, why would he attract the attention of such a person! Could it be that he has a magic weapon on his body that makes Dao Venerable red!"

The Heavenly Son stood up from the ground, looked at the closed scroll, and thought in his heart!

Zi Lingxue flew to the side of the ancient scroll, her hands were purple and hazy, and there were faint innate lines on her forehead!

The Great Yan Saint Son smiled very fiercely, he was not satisfied with picking up a life just now!

"Die!"

The Dao body of the Great Yan Holy Son suddenly stabbed at Zi Lingxue!

"Damn!"

"This sissy is so shameless!"

Duan Kongkong suddenly didn't know where to come out, and the mirror in his hand turned, the mirror surface was like rippling water, and a white light suddenly shot out from inside, like a white moonlight in the dark night!

(End of chapter)