"Do you know the consequences of going against the Holy Gate from the East?" Dongting's face had begun to look not very good, he thought that by dispatching a middle-level saint, he could easily kill the young man in white, but he didn't expect that the result would be to lose his wife and lose his army.

"Stop talking nonsense, come out and fight me. Wang Ying's voice was cold, his voice was firm and powerful, and he was extremely domineering, and he directly named the Holy Son who came to the Holy Gate from the east to challenge him, which made the eyes of the disciples of the Crescent Moon Palace freeze there.

Until now, they didn't understand the intention of the white-clothed young man, because although the white-clothed young man had the strength to kill a middle-level saint, he was still far from the existence of the Saint King Realm.

He, challenge the East Court, if he wins, then, will the people who come to the Holy Gate from the East still have the face to attack him?

Even their holy son was defeated, which can only show that the talent of the young man in white is still above the East Court, but if this is not done without killing the East Court, however, can the battle of life and death be controlled?

Moreover, this is an unfair battle, because Wang Ying can't kill Dongting, but Dongting can kill him with impunity.

"You're not qualified to challenge me yet. "Dongting is very disdainful, even though the young man in white has the strength to kill a middle-level saint, but in the holy realm, there are not a few such proud sons of the sky, and the young man in white without background support still can't enter the eyes of Dongting.

"Thunder, you go and kill him. ”

As soon as Dongting finished speaking, he saw that behind him, a black-robed man who also looked like a young man stood up.

This young man is unruly, sharp, like a knife, up and down his body, there is an extremely dangerous aura, it seems that the whole person has no feelings, cold-blooded and ruthless, everything standing in front of him, as long as it is not pleasing to the eye, can be killed, the world, except for the superiors, can be killed.

In his hand, he was holding a big axe, the saint, he didn't need a weapon, but he used the big axe as a weapon, which really made people feel a little strange, but Wang Ying didn't care about these at all, just said lightly: "The defeated die, you have to think about it carefully." ”

The defeated die, what an arrogant sentence, the black-robed young man with a very dangerous temperament and strength wants to fight, but he said four simple words, which is enough to show the absolute confidence in the heart of the white-clothed young man.

This is a kind of courage, a kind of courage that ordinary saints do not have, and besides, this young man in white is still so young, if he does not die today, even if he is in the holy realm in the future, he will set off a bloody storm!

The disciples of the Crescent Moon Palace, their hearts were also trembling at this moment, and when they saw the dark and deep eyes of the white-clothed young man, they revealed contempt, as if they didn't take the black-robed young man in their eyes at all.

"Thunder, three hundred and twenty years old, a high-level saint, Tianjiao, who has been cultivated by the Holy Gate from the East, is extremely strong, and it is by no means comparable to the middle-level saint of Fang Cai, the natives are the natives, and the horizon is too narrow. Dongting said indifferently, looking down on Wang Ying with a high attitude, and his contempt was self-evident.

However, what he said is also true, the Tianjiao figure who came to the Holy Gate from the east is not comparable to the elite, it is the object of key training, and it is very likely to be promoted to the existence of the Holy King Realm in the future, such Tianjiao, in the same realm, there are few opponents, not to mention that his realm is still above the white-clothed young man.

"I, Wang Ying, am eighteen years old this year, I have been cultivating for more than a year, and now I am a third-order saint. Wang Ying said lightly: "Although his cultivation is higher than mine, I don't care, because I have the ability to kill him." ”

As soon as these words came out, the audience was in an uproar!

Because they knew his age in Wang Ying's mouth, a third-order saint who was only eighteen years old, this was definitely an unprecedented existence in the holy realm!

You must know that in the Holy Realm, a hundred years of sanctification is already a heavenly existence, let alone eighteen years old.

However, the people who came to the Holy Gate from the east did not believe Wang Ying's words, because he also said that he had only been cultivating for more than a year, how could this be possible, and he would not make a draft if he bragged.

This is even more terrifying than an eighteen-year-old saint, and after just over a year of cultivation, he has achieved a third-order saint, which is simply a fantasy!

However, Wang Ying's cultivation was indeed a third-order saint, because just now, he had already released his true aura.

However, others don't believe it, Su Daji and Ethereal Yi absolutely believe him, because, Ethereal Yi just knew Wang Ying's strength, and his cultivation is the same as now, but one is in the sky and the other is underground, and they have only been separated for a year, so Ethereal Yi will never doubt Wang Ying's words.

As for Su Daji, that's not to mention.

"Bragging, anyone can brag, even if what you say is true, so what, today you are destined to die. Dongting said lightly, now that his state of mind has calmed down, because Wang Ying is destined to die, then he doesn't have much to think about.

As long as this incident is over, all the witnesses will be killed and the two beauties will be left, so that his scandal today will not be exposed.

"Don't talk nonsense, let's fight!"

The black-robed young man didn't want to compete with Wang Ying anymore, he was already indifferent and ruthless, and he didn't like words.

"Boom!"

Immediately afterwards, I saw a shocking thunder and lightning power, bathed in the body of the black-robed youth, this thunder power, at an extremely fast speed, spread to the surrounding space, and in an instant, in front of the black-robed youth, suddenly condensed a thunder man generated by the power of thunder.

I saw the thunder man, stepping forward with the momentum of thunder, and the power of the violent thunder and lightning shook the earth.

It seems that without the help of any weapons, just the thunder and lightning power on its body can completely annihilate Wang Ying.

Moreover, the power of this thunder and lightning directly affected the people watching the battle, at this moment, the disciples of the Crescent Moon Palace were all paralyzed to varying degrees, the lower the cultivation, the more serious the paralysis effect received, and some women were even paralyzed to the point of coma, which shows how powerful the strength of the black-robed young man is!

"Die. ”

In the voice of the black-robed young man, with an unstoppable sense of rage, around him, a giant dragon appeared around him at this moment, entangled in his body, looking terrifying, guarding him at any time, it can be said that he has both offense and defense, plus his cultivation is far above Wang Ying, so that Wang Ying has no chance to get close to him, let alone kill him.

After seeing the true strength of the black-robed youth, the disciples of the Crescent Moon Palace profoundly understood that Wang Ying had underestimated Tianjiao from the Holy Realm before, if in the Holy Realm, the characters who were all known as Tianjiao could be killed so easily, then they would have no face to see.

(End of chapter)