"Elder Dongming, save me!"

At this time, the Star Soul looked at the Winter Ming King who swept in the distance, and shouted, a touch of joy appeared in his eyes, the Winter Ming King is a sage-level martial artist, and when he arrives at this time, it still contains such a terrifying killing intent, it can be seen that the Winter Ming King wants to kill Ye Wushuang, but Mo Lin died in Ye Wushuang's hands, and there is a glimmer of hope in the desperate eyes of the Star Soul.

Moreover, behind the Star Soul, with the wave of the Winter Song King's big hand, the power of the rules formed an impregnable barrier behind him.

"Sage?"

"So what?"

Ye Wushuang's extremely cold voice sounded, and the Fulong stick in his hand did not hesitate at all, and smashed it directly at the star soul.

"Boom!"

When the Fulong stick smashed on the impregnable barrier, the rule of trembling exploded, and the indestructible barrier exploded like a spider web, and a stick carrying terrifying power fell on the body of the star soul.

There was a loud bang, and in the air, I saw the body of the star soul turning into a blood mist, and a set of treasure armor fell from the sky.

"You're looking for death!"

At this time, the Winter Song King finally came, and when he saw the fallen star soul, the Winter Song King's eyes were filled with a terrifying killing intent.

He didn't expect that Ye Wushuang would dare to kill someone in front of his eyes.

The killing intent that was so terrifying that it made people's vests ooze cold sweat enveloped Ye Wushuang.

At this time, the Winter Song King was like a peerless beast that chose people to devour.

"Sage, you are a sage, do you dare to make a move?"

Ye Wushuang's gaze fell on the body of King Dongming, and he said coldly.

"You killed my son, the only bloodline, today you will definitely die, before you die, the old man told you that the person who killed you is called King Dongming!"

Dong Ming King's extremely cold voice sounded, raised his head, and slapped it directly at Ye Wushuang.

The sage's blow was terrifying to the extreme.

In the void, the aura of heaven and earth turned into a huge palm, covering the sky and the sun, carrying terrifying power, killing Ye Wushuang.

"Miscalculated!"

Seeing this terrifying palm, Ye Wushuang's eyes became extremely solemn.

Sage, but there is a difference between heaven and earth with those half-step sages, Ye Wushuang directly urged the dragon power in the hole, and the fifth-order holy dragon battle body exploded, at this time, Ye Wushuang was full of terrifying power, behind Ye Wushuang, the holy dragon phantom manifested, and in the face of this palm, Ye Wushuang could be said to have exhausted all his means.

"Dead Night!"

The Fulong stick in his hand trembled, and burst out with terrifying power, and it was a stick against the Winter Ming King.

"Boom!"

There was a loud bang, and I saw that the huge palm was directly shattered, and Ye Wushuang's Fulong stick was directly slashed at the Winter Ming King.

"Humph!"

Facing Ye Wushuang's stick, King Dong Ming directly stretched out his hand and grabbed Ye Wushuang's Fulong stick.

There was disdain in his eyes, in the eyes of King Dongming, Ye Wushuang, a kid at the peak of the eightfold emperor, was simply vulnerable.

In the face of that terrifying stick, King Dong Ming grabbed the Fu Long stick, but the moment King Dong Ming grabbed the Fu Long stick, King Dong Ming's face instantly changed dramatically, because at the moment of grabbing, Ye Wushuang's trembling rules exploded, and the terrifying trembling power erupted in the Fu Long stick.

The hand of the Winter Song King, the tiger's mouth directly cracked, and blood splattered out.

And that terrifying power directly tore the sleeve of King Dongming's hand completely, turning it into a piece of broken steps in the sky.

King Dongming's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly let go, his body exploding backwards and retreating.

Although King Dongming reacted extremely quickly, half of King Dongming's palm was directly blurred by the trembling flesh and blood, and three fingers were missing.

Seeing the bloody palm, King Dongming's eyes were full of horror.

"How is that possible?"

"What kind of rule power is this, how come the old man has never seen it!"

"What kind of detail is this kid, why does he not only control the rules of the stars, but also control such a terrifying tremor rule!"

At this time, Ye Wushuang's words sounded, "You are a sage, and you dare to make a move", and King Dongming's face was a little ugly.

Such a genius is too rare, and it is absolutely impossible for only those super sects to cultivate.

"Very good, it seems that you will not listen to the warning!"

At this moment, an extremely angry voice sounded in the void, and the voice was full of endless killing intent.

King Winter Ming saw that the void in front of him suddenly cracked, and a rickety figure appeared not far from him with a fishing rod, the anger in his eyes, and the terrifying aura emanating from his body made King Winter Ming's vest full of cold sweat.

"Dao······ Dao ······ Dao Venerable!"

The moment he saw the rickety figure, King Dongming's body directly stiffened.

"Master!"

Seeing the figure that appeared, Ye Wushuang was stunned for a moment, and bowed directly to the rickety old man.

The person who came was Jiang Wuya.

"Hmm!"

"Good, didn't disappoint me!"

Seeing Ye Wushuang's growth rate, a look of relief appeared in Jiang Wuya's eyes.

He was extremely satisfied with Ye Wushuang's growth.

Ye Wushuang's blow just now, he could see it clearly.

With the strength of the eightfold peak of the human emperor, he resisted the sage's blow, such a record, Jiang Wuya had no choice but to find fault. Ye Wushuang was the youngest among his disciples, but he was the strongest in talent.

"Meet Daozun!"

At this time, King Dong Ming finally reacted, there must be a big man behind him if a demon like Ye Wushuang existed, but King Dong Ming never thought that the big man behind Ye Wushuang turned out to be the high Dao Venerable.

Dao Venerable, in the entire Tian Yuan Divine Sect, there are only three people, and those three people have cultivated for thousands of years before they have set foot in that step.

The cultivation is terrifying.

"The old man warned in the Tianyuan Divine Sect, you people from the Tianyuan Divine Sect, who dares to cross a great realm to kill my disciple, then the old man will make you pay a terrible price. ”

For the Winter Ming King who was bowed down and sweaty, Jiang Wuya directly ignored it, and the extremely cold voice exploded in the void.

"Damn, it's too late!"

The disciple of the Tianyuan Divine Sect who was chasing after him saw this scene in front of him, his face changed instantly, and he was as pale as paper.

Dao Zun's anger, they simply can't afford it.

"Lord Daozun, I don't know... ！”

King Dongming wanted to speak, but was directly interrupted by Jiang Wuya.

"Shut up, there's no place for you to talk here!"

Jiang Wuya's eyes shot out two breathtaking cold lights.

King Dongming's throat moved, and he didn't dare to spit out a word.

"Master, this person's strength is good, I want to use it to temper it, if the disciple's strength is not enough, although he dies, he has no complaints!"

Ye Wushuang's cold gaze fell on the body of the Winter Ming King.

For the Winter Ming King, Ye Wushuang showed a terrible killing intent, this is the first sage who wants to kill himself, Ye Wushuang's cultivation in the underworld has skyrocketed, and his strength has skyrocketed, and he is not very clear, Ye Wushuang intends to use the Winter Ming King to test his cultivation, the Winter Ming King is just an ordinary sage, Ye Wushuang is naturally not afraid.

At the same time, he also had to tell the Tian Yuan Divine Sect that he was here, and his mother's martial spirit was taken away by the people of the Tian Yuan Divine Sect.

(End of chapter)