Suddenly, Su Yang was on the left and on the right, and two people suddenly appeared, everything was without warning! Even Su Yang and Duan Kongkong did not appear!

One person stepped out of the white mist, and a sharp weapon passed through Su Yang's chest!

On the right, a sharp cold sword stopped on Su Yang's neck! A cold man stood quietly!

"Want to go?"

Almost at the same time, a young man in armor fell from the sky, holding a small blue-gray stick in his hand, and instantly subdued Duan Kongkong, who wanted to escape!

At this time, the night breeze on the Cotai Strip, the Holy Son of Chaotian, the Holy Son of Dayan, the Holy Son of Qixia, and the four of them came together!

"Town!"

The Heavenly Holy Son suppressed the stone gate, and a vast world force suppressed this place, and the Dao Pan collapsed!

"That's it!"

The Holy Son of Qixia didn't spare his hand, and the yellow gourd flew out and circulated over the array flag!

In an instant, the array flag in front of Su Yang suddenly stopped running!

The black mist stopped surging, and the ghosts in the little ghost formation all stopped running one by one! Standing there quietly, their breath gradually sealed.

The light of the Heavenly Que and the Earth Palace gradually dimmed, and all the chains broke at this moment......

It all starts again!

"It's over!"

Some elders smiled at the corners of their mouths, this time not only broke the maze of the famous little ghosts, but more importantly, they also captured Su Yang!

……

"Huh?"

The disciple on the other side of the river said with a look of disbelief, under the terror of the eight ghost generals, everything!

"Won ......"

Seeing that Su Yang was pierced through the heart by Mo Qianyu's sword, Duan Tianya put the sword on Su Yang's neck again, and everyone was relieved from fear!

"We won!"

"We won!!"

Under the two slaughters of the eight ghosts, only one or two thousand people remained in the team of more than 10,000 people, and everyone cheered, even if they were seriously injured physically and mentally, they forgot about the pain at this moment!

The night breeze swept away, the Holy Son of Chaotian, the Holy Son of Dayan, and the Holy Son of Qixia walked slowly, and after them, the Qingcheng Sixiu Luo Renxiu suddenly came, and he held a thin iron rod between his fingers!

Duan Kongkong was suppressed by the Starstream God King!

The sudden appearance of the Star Flow Sect God King was through Luo Renxiu's "substitute path"! There was a Tianya carrying a small stick, and at a critical time, Luo Renxiu suddenly extradited the Star Flow God King!

"Su Yang!"

The Holy Son of Dayan walked in, his eyes were glowing, with murderous intent, anger and arrogance!

"This is Su Yang, exactly the same as the portrait circulated in the sect. ”

Su Yang's true face appeared in front of everyone, he was still sitting cross-legged on the platform, a wisp of black blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, if it weren't for the fact that his eyes were still bright, and that thin blood, many people would think that he was dead!

"Sealed by Brother Mo's Thousand Void Thorns, do you still want to escape?"

Luo Renxiu chuckled.

"Dead fat!" Chaotian Saint Son's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and now he still had the smell of the skunk on him, even if he had tried his best to cover it up!

Compared with other people, the night breeze and the heavenly holy son, they are more concerned about the fat man on the ground.

"He just passed out. "The Starstream God King was wrapped in armor, and although there were many sword marks, only half of his face was exposed.

Duan Kongkong was hit in the back of the neck by the Starstream God King with a knife and passed out.

Ye Shufeng looked at the two of them coldly, will

Duan Tianya's long sword stopped on Su Yang's neck, dressed in gray, carrying a simple scabbard, a gray belt tied with the black like a waterfall, and the two locks of black on his forehead hung down, showing a slight sense of vicissitudes of life.

His sword, grasp the life and death of this Su Yang!

"Kill them! Kill them!"

Everyone shouted loudly, as if the commander was sending troops, and waved his arms! Tens of thousands of sergeants below echoed in unison!

"It's a shame to let these two little ghosts run wild for so long. The patriarch of Qingcheng Mountain said coldly.

"Hmph!" The old white man of the night family snorted coldly, he had lost one of his arms by Qiyan Fire and had not recovered yet, he waved his sleeves, and continued: "However, that's it!"

"Let's go back and discuss it first, hehe, I want to know who is standing behind him!" said the old man of the Phantom Mansion lightly, and looked at the side of Zishan.

"Agreed!" the old man of the Starstream Sect said in a deep voice, the secrets on Su Yang's body and the many magic weapons were enough to move their holy lands!

……

"Both of them have been sealed, and that's the end of it. The old man of the Xiao family said with a little regret that he had never seen the four ghosts behind the eighteen little ghosts, and there were no two young people in the world.

Even if they really have something to do with Purple Mountain, they can't bear the pressure of the three immortal holy lands, as well as the great sects of the Great Yan Palace, Chaotian Que Xingliu Sect.

……

"Since you're here, let's have a good chat. ”

Suddenly, Su Yang, who was holding the sword around his neck, grinned lightly, and looked up at the holy sons, his eyes were as light as water, clear and transparent, without the slightest fear and anxiety.

Su Yang spoke suddenly, and everyone instantly quieted down, these holy sons all looked at Su Yang one by one, to see through this person, none of them had ever been in contact with this Su Yang, it can be said that their cognition of Su Yang was all from the mouths of others, as well as from the previous battles.

But in any case, it cannot be denied that this person has enough capital to talk to them!

"Let's talk?" the Great Yan Holy Son snorted lightly and said with a smile:

"Honestly, it's time to have a good chat. ”

His tone was full of the attitude of a victor, not only him, but also the other Holy Sons vaguely had such a temperament.

"Four people attacked, two people sneaked and killed, and two people attacked and killed. ”

Su Yang chuckled, swept over these holy sons one by one, on the Cotai Avenue, they just adopted this tactic! With the stone gate of the Heavenly Holy Son and the yellow and clear gourd of the Holy Son of Qixia, they entered strongly, attracting Su Yang's attention!

And Duan Tianya, who was the strongest in attack and stealth killing, was in charge of sneaking and killing!

The Eight Holy Sons killed two people in total, I'm afraid it was the first time in a thousand years.

"You're too confident in your formation, even if the elders don't intervene, the eight of us have enough ability to break through your formation. Chaotian Saint Son said flatly, as if he was telling a thing.

"I believe it. ”

Su Yang nodded, he really believed it, and just now he really didn't sense when the Holy Son of the Phantom Mansion and Duan Tianya appeared!

In a sense, they did break through.

But his purpose is to get these elders to intervene, otherwise he won't use things to suppress things, improve the cultivation of little ghosts, and kill all directions......

And it all went very well...... It can only be said that those ordinary disciples are too anxious to behave, or that they have too much hatred for themselves.

"Maybe we change places and have more to say. Duan Tianya suddenly said, he was confident that at this distance, he could deal with all the changes, but the Heavenly Holy Son and they suppressed the formation flag, why hasn't the black fog dispersed yet?

And this person is calm and scary, it's not that he has a strong Dao heart, that is, he has enough confidence to leave!

"It's nice and the view is good. Su Yang said with a smile.

(End of chapter)