Some people searched for the man, and after a while, they saw a dent in the rock of a cliff face, which was covered with blood and broken flesh.

Just now, Long Xiaochuan threw him out with one hand.

"Fool, splash my face with blood, don't you know that your holy son died at the hands of that little boy?" A man in green clothes looked at the broken corpse under him, and said with a frown.

"What needs to be understood is still to be understood. ”

A man in green clothes wiped the blood on his face and got up slowly, he thought that Long Xiaochuan's move just now was a dismount.

"Follow me. ”

Su Yang said slowly, walking towards the fairy island step by step, golden ripples spreading under his feet, this is a shock!

Knock! Knock!

On the side of Immortal Island, most of the monks were still in the Heavenly Realm realm, and they couldn't stand Su Yang's blood and strength at all!

"It's too strong!"

The disciples behind the Bright Holy Land gritted their teeth, and their legs still couldn't help but tremble, as if they wanted to go soft.

"We're no rivals!

Many monks who were hostile to Su Yang clutched the weapons in their hands tightly, but they didn't dare to take a step forward. Just watched and watched that person land on the fairy island step by step!

Su Yang glanced at the man standing on the corner of the eaves and the person on the rock, and said to himself: "Qixia teaches Qingcheng Mountain, and the matter of King Yan is related to you." Charge an interest first!"

The Yanwang Sword in his hand has not yet been repaired, and every time he thinks of it, he can't help but feel a kind of heroic sadness in his heart.

"Woohoo......"

The Son of Light was extremely angry, Su Yang was standing in front of him, but the other party seemed to treat himself as air!

He made a surprise move, turned his left palm into a light blade, and slashed at Su Yang's neck.

"Don't remember yet, your right fist doesn't hurt anymore?" Long Xiaochuan glared at him, feeling that this person was really too face-saving.

He raised his hand straight up, just in time to grip the blade of the Son of Light.

Just now, when Long Xiaochuan rushed over, he quickly punched him. Long Xiaochuan didn't believe that the punch just now didn't break his bones, after all, his hands hurt a little.

Su Yang glanced at the man, he was not interested in him, and slowly walked towards the peak, where the Holy Son of Qixia and Luo Renxiu of Qingcheng Mountain were in front of him.

"You can't beat him. ”

Zi Lingxue giggled, trotted for a while, and followed closely behind Su Yang.

"Damn, what are you!" roared the Son of Light.

Nine rounds of the sun rose from his back, blazing white, so that the monks of this area had to close their eyes. But despite this, many people were stabbed with rows of blood in their eyes.

Zi Lingxue's kind words instantly ignited the pent-up anger of the Holy Son of Light, could it be that he was not as good as the Holy Son of Qixia? Could it be that he was like an ant in his eyes?

Actually, that's not the case. He is very strong, and it can be said that in terms of momentum and apparent strength, he is faintly stronger than the Holy Son of Qixia. It's just that what he doesn't know is that Su Yang never cares who is his enemy, he only has those enemies he thinks in his heart.

In the face of the nine rounds of the sun and moon rising fiercely, Su Yang's pace was still steady.

He is gathering momentum, every time he takes a step, his aura will climb a knot, Qixia Holy Son is brilliant at this moment, dazzling to the extreme! The two don't need to talk at all, they are destined to be enemies of life and death!

He stepped out of the foot, and when he landed, thousands of lines rushed up on the ground, and suddenly, the nine-wheel divine yang that had been pressed down seemed to be stopped by a big hand!

"No regrets!"

The Bright Saint Son was a little surprised, but he didn't expect him to break through to the realm without regrets! Some people who knew Su Yang before thought of a very terrifying thing!

Just half a year ago, this person won the crown of the realm of hatred in the Yan King ring! This kind of cultivation is really terrifying!

"I don't have time to talk to you, Xiaochuan!" Su Yang said without turning his head.

Some people around saw this scene, and some people had mixed feelings in their hearts. This is really too strong, I didn't put the Son of Light in my eyes at all, if I and the others just hugged me, wouldn't I have been swept away like a leaf by the autumn wind?

Long Xiaochuan was also a little angry, wasn't the punch he just now enough to show his strength?

"Damn, I don't care about you, and I'm so shameless!" Long Xiaochuan doesn't care about morality or immorality, and he doesn't know what kind of Bright Saint Son he is, and he forgets that he once beat the previous generation of Bright Saint Son.

He roared, and from behind, he raised the Heavenly Cong Emperor Sword and split the nine suns! The earth cracked, splashing in all directions!

"Hiss......" The people around gasped.

That little boy's sword actually aroused the protection of the formation here! You must know that the previous battle here for the sake of treasure was caused by countless casualties, but this has never happened.

This can only mean one thing! That golden child, under the sword, actually threatens the safety of this place!

"Little ghost, don't force me to kill you!" Qiguang Wu left a trail of blood on his forehead, and his eyes were full of murderous intent.

Even though he knew that this person had killed his junior brother, the deceased Son of Light, in his eyes, Long Xiaochuan was still a child, and his arrogant personality made him disdain to fight with him.

"I'll just stand here and let you kill me! If you can force me out of this circle, hehe, count me as losing. Long Xiaochuan smiled suddenly, learned Su Yang's tone, said without saltiness, and then drew a circle on the ground!

This really angered the Bright Saint Son completely! The Bright Saint Son opened his mouth and roared, and a blazing-colored big knife appeared in his hand, slashing straight towards Long Xiaochuan!

Long Xiaochuan Edgeworth blocked, and the sound of fighting bang made the tense and cold atmosphere in this area instantly push to the heat!

On the other side, the fairy island seemed to be trembling, and the things around Su Yang were shaking! Every time Su Yang stepped down, his breath was about to rise, and at this moment, between heaven and earth, he seemed to be the only protagonist!

"No regrets triple!"

Luo Renxiu, the four heroes of Qingcheng in green clothes on the rock, narrowed his eyes and stared at Su Yang's sturdy body, since just now, that person's aura has been rising!

At this time, a beautiful woman, with a wonderful body, holding a white sword, stabbed at Su Yang's eyebrows!

"Enemy!!!

Su Yang's heart was calm, a little surprised, just now Su Yang reached out with one hand and held the snow-white sword, he wanted to break this spirit soldier, but for some reason, seeing the tears in the woman's bright eyes touched the string in his heart.

"You're not my opponent!" Su Yang's pupils were shocked, and he secretly cast the word seal, and then he waved his hand and waved the woman out.

The woman's eyes were filled with tears, and she muttered, "Master, am I still not good?"

(End of chapter)