In the Sword of the Three Lives Emperor, the light and shadow were shining, and a big golden monster flew out of the light and shadow, which was surprising, but it was even more speechless to be behind.

The strange scene of the fragments of time gradually disappeared, and Su Yang slowly walked out of the divine light, hunting in long clothes, spreading with the wind!

No one could see what was going on, not even the saints. I saw the golden light shining on the back of Su Yang's right fist, and blood dripping.

"Shhh...... The saint of the Northern Heavens, was he repelled?"

"How is this possible, that's a saint!"

Some people speculate, but many don't believe in this kind of thing. How old is Su Yang, he can smash that saint's hardest horn!

However, when someone observed that the blood on the back of Su Yang's fist and the blood on the forehead of the Northern Heaven Saint were of the same origin and ancestry, everyone believed it!

It was Su Yang who knocked the saint away with his fist!

They still couldn't believe it, was this Su Yang? It was completely unreasonable, his combat power was in conflict with his original cognition, and it didn't make sense at all. Doesn't he only have the strength of a quasi-saint!

Around, there was a boil, and everyone was stunned by Su Yang's methods.

"I'll go, how the great good people did it, even I didn't see it clearly. It turned out that the sound of space explosion just now was not the small world, it was the fist and the horn that hit and collided and caused the space to shatter. ”

Duan Kongkong rubbed his big black eyes vigorously, looking like he had seen a ghost.

"It really scared me, it made my heart beat non-stop. Zi Lingling patted her chest, panting, and looked like she couldn't get up in one breath.

"If you don't jump, you're dead. ”

Yi Lingling glanced at him, what did he say......

Everyone in Purple Mountain was very excited when they saw that the small world was unharmed, and Su Yang Fist Peak forced the saint back!

Indeed, it was unbelievable, but it was really uplifting! Everyone was happy, and some people cheered.

"Haha, that's a pleasure. It's all so strong, and they've come to this point so quickly, catching up with us old men. The third elder was very excited, laughing and patting the shoulder of one of the elders next to him.

Su Yang's appearance at the moment is too profound, without the power of a saint, like a mortal, but this mortal has the momentum to guide the country and whip the world.

"It's really incomprehensible......"

In the distance, a group of Holy Land elders couldn't understand why Su Yang had such strength.

"It's only been a long time. It completes the leap from quasi-saint to saint ......"

Seeing that Su Yang had this kind of power, those holy lords and old monks were very emotional, how old are they, is it more than many old monks.

"Senior, what kind of cultivation is he doing at the moment?" the elder of the Flying Feather Holy Land asked the saint of the Phantom Mansion, feeling a little embarrassed in his heart.

"Fight off the saint with one punch, what do you say?"

When the old sage of the Phantom Mansion said this, he didn't mean to say any more. His gaze didn't leave Su Yang for a moment, and he was also a little incomprehensible.

The high-ranking members of the coalition army gritted their teeth at Su Yang, not to mention the previous incident, that is, he made the five holy lands leave in one night, which made them want to skin and tear Su Yang apart.

"This kid has finally appeared!"

"Kill him! This battle is not a defeat!" said a strong man.

Su Yang glanced around, his face was relaxed, and he passed by a saint of the Northern Heaven in one step, and arrived in front of the army of the Purple Cloud Pavilion.

"I'm sorry, something just delayed. Su Yang said to Ziyundong and them.

Everyone in the Purple Cloud Pavilion was very excited, this kind of speed was too fast! Some quasi-saints just saw a shadow.

"Hehe, if you don't see you for a month or two, it's just that you've run so high. ”

Behind Su Yang, a saint from the northern heavens spoke up, in the ruined world of the Valley of the Gods, he was one of the two saints at that time.

His eyes suddenly froze, and he said, "But that's the end of it. If you go back with us obediently, you can avoid some flesh and skin suffering, and those people in front of you at this moment can die a few less?"

The surroundings fell silent, the three saints of the Northern Heavens, plus one of the dark bamboos, one of the housekeepers, and the five saints all had killing intent shrouded in Su Yang's body at this moment, even if he broke through the position of the saint before, I am afraid that he would also be bleeding!

The people of Ziyun Pavilion were pressed with anger in their hearts at this moment, when did they become fish and meat on other people's boards, and they were reduced to bargaining chips to blackmail others.

Su Yang turned around, the corners of his mouth lifted lightly, and said, ""

"Let me come!"

The saint who was shocked by Su Yang just now roared, holding a big golden hammer, thinking about Su Yang's head and smashing it.

There was a fist-sized blood mark on his forehead, which was very unsightly.

This is a member of the Golden Horn royal family, with a cow body, unicorn feet, and a single horn on its forehead, like an awl made of pure gold.

He is in human form at the moment, in his fifties, and his eyes are large, like two fire caves, glowing with a faint red light, which is the characteristic of his race, and it is also a portrayal of his anger at the moment!

"Why is there always someone who is not afraid of death? Is it ignorance, or stupidity. ”

Su Yang said lightly, although he took the opportunity to surprise the blow just now, he had already decided the winner.

Su Yang pulled out an emperor sword and fired back, with a sonorous sound, slashing at the golden sledgehammer!

"Boom!"

The holy power was surging, and the armies on both sides were protected by heavy weapons.

There was a deep sword mark on the bronze hammer of the Golden Horn Saint, and the bones of his hands were about to be shattered!

"What a junior, back then it was just an ant, and the old man could pinch you to death at will, it's a pity. If they hadn't said they would have seen what else could happen to you. You're dead!"

The Golden Horn Sage hated it, he really regretted it, if it was the Ancestral Divine Mountain at that time, they didn't wonder how Su Yang had used the killing footwork of the Shenyin clan to that point, and it would be easy to pinch Su Yang to death directly!

However, who would have thought that Su Yang would be able to compare with them in the blink of an eye!

"You have this kind of ruthlessness, you can be completely arbitrary at that time" Su Yang stood with his sword raised, sneering, thinking about the old things ten years ago, he laughed softly:

"Ten years ago, though, you were just a quasi-saint. On the Ancestral God Mountain, there is no room for you to speak. No, the old man hasn't said anything yet. ”

"You ......"

The Golden Horn Saint's face suddenly turned red, and he was full of shame and anger, indeed, he only broke through the saint when the environment of heaven and earth changed greatly, and the previous sentence was almost angry.

"Haha, it turned out to be an afterthought, and I vomited blood from being beaten twice, so I can only talk about the previous ones. Ling Ling, that old thing with a golden drill bit, he doesn't have much ability, but he is still very powerful in his mouth, and he has to fight with you. ”

Duan Kongkong shouted, completely mocking the Golden Horn Saint.

", like you. Zi Lingling scolded with a smile.

(End of chapter)