"Heh! The people who dare to touch the Holy Land Heavenly Sect don't know how thick the sky is!" Zhu Yawen sneered.

Seeing that the Holy Son of the Apocalypse had already moved the killing intent and had already given the order to do it, Zhu Yawen was happy in his heart, and he was looking forward to the miserable appearance of those teenagers.

Although he was still not sure what the relationship between the teenagers on the other side and the teenagers in Cuixian Building was, as soon as he saw the bad dragon, Zhu Yawen felt disgusted, inexplicably angry, and always had the urge to do it.

Therefore, seeing the conflict between those teenagers and the Holy Son of the Apocalypse, he was still happy to see the conflict intensify, and wanted to see those teenagers deflated.

At the same time, he felt that the few teenagers in front of him dared to go against the people of the Holy Land Heavenly Sect, and they were pure and dead, no matter in terms of number or cultivation, the Holy Son of the Apocalypse and others had an absolute advantage, and those teenagers had no chance of winning at all.

The corners of Zhu Yawen's mouth were slightly upturned, squinting at the teenagers, with a playful look, waiting to see the jokes of the teenagers.

Similarly, Zhu Yawen surprised the other people, and they all sneered and looked at those teenagers, not even expecting anything in their hearts, feeling that the ending had been decided, there was no suspense, and it would definitely be wiped out instantly.

However, in the next second, Zhu Yawen's eyes widened, his mouth opened wide, and he looked at the scene in front of him in shock, and said, "How is it possible?"

The others, on the other hand, shook their heads and rubbed their eyes many times, feeling incredible, the scene in front of them was too incredible.

The result they imagined did not appear, it was completely different from the expected result, those teenagers, not only were not killed in seconds, but also fought very bravely, and what was even more exaggerated was that the purple-clothed young man who was relatively tall actually attacked two by himself and took the initiative to fight.

What's more, except for the purple-clothed boy who is relatively tall, the other teenagers are fighting across borders, and the other purple-clothed boy (Little Flying Leopard) is actually fighting across two realms, while the remaining girl and a slightly chubby teenager are fighting across one realm.

Not only Zhu Yawen and the others, but even the Holy Son of the Apocalypse were shocked.

Originally, he was still very disdainful, thinking that these teenagers dared to break ground on the head of the old man and dare to provoke him, that is, the old birthday star hanged himself - he was afraid of a long life, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

But now, not only did those teenagers not die, but they also fought extremely bravely, almost all of them fought across the border, even if there was no cross-border battle, it was one against two, it was really incredible.

You must know that the people who come here are all talents they have chosen thousands of, and even many of them are descendants of big families, and they are all leaders in their respective strengths, and even more so, they are the pillars of their forces, destined to inherit the unification of the forces.

In such a comparison, the strength of these teenagers is a bit terrifying, any of them, no matter which force they are placed in, is a saint-level figure, which makes many people look up to them.

"Where did they come from?" whispered the Son of the Apocalypse.

The relatively tall purple-clothed young man, one against two, left and right, no fear at all, wearing gold armor, holding a big mace, opening and closing, although it was a little difficult, but still reluctantly persevered.

Another purple-clothed young man, the speed is very fast, stepping into the two realms, at the end of the Inner Mansion Realm, directly against the early stage of the Ming Realm, the fight is very calm, like a purple gold afterimage, forcing the opponent to keep retreating, making the opponent doubt life, and once questioned the little flying leopard's cultivation.

And that seemingly weak girl, dressed in a white skirt, looks very sweet, and at a glance, you know that she may be a noble lady of everyone, or even a princess of the ancient country.

However, she also fought across the border, and the inner realm had no pressure at all on the people at the end of the Shanghua Spirit, a silver light long sword, delicate but not weak, one after another sharp sword qi, elegant movements, beautiful posture, from a distance, it was a rare and beautiful scenery, but the person who fought was sweating profusely, and there were several sword wounds on his body.

The weakest is the slightly chubby boy, the inner realm has no advantage over the people in the early stage of the Shanghua Spirit, and there is a faint feeling of lack of mental strength, very difficult, forced to retreat step by step by the enemy, and even the corners of his mouth are still bloodstained, sweating profusely, biting his lip and persevering.

But even so, the young man still didn't flinch at all, even if there were several injuries on his body, he was still fearless, his eyes were unusually resolute, he was at a disadvantage, making the opponent feel throbbing in his heart, and his expression was very intimidating.

"Something is wrong!" The man next to the Holy Son of the Apocalypse looked at the battle, and his expression suddenly became solemn.

"Do you know them?" Hearing the man's words, the Holy Son of the Apocalypse also frowned, suddenly turned his head, and asked directly to Zhu Yawen.

"We've seen a teenager in Cuixian Tower, and he's very similar to that teenager!" Zhu Yawen said, pointing to the bad dragon that was fighting.

"Just seen?" The Holy Son of the Apocalypse looked at Zhu Yawen with suspicious eyes, his eyes were very compelling, as if he was interrogating Zhu Yawen.

The Holy Son of the Apocalypse saw it very clearly, Zhu Yawen's eyes seemed to be dodging, there must be something hidden, and he didn't say the key thing.

Zhu Yawen was stunned for a moment, his eyes rolled for a moment, and he began to panic a little in his heart, and sweat immediately broke out on his forehead.

He knew the status of the Holy Son of the Apocalypse, that was the object of his admiration, and the elders of the family did not hesitate to spend a lot of effort and paid a lot of price in order for him to be able to establish a relationship with the Holy Son of the Apocalypse, just to let them participate in the trial with the Holy Son of the Apocalypse, so as to stick to this big tree and improve the status of the family.

The meaning of the family is quite obvious, that is, they want to cultivate him as the future heir of the family, help him pave the way in advance, and have high expectations for him, hoping that he can lead the family to open up a broader sphere of influence with the help of the Holy Land Heavenly Sect, and not always be limited to Hojing.

Therefore, when he came to the place of trial, he has always worked hard, he is very diligent, trying his best to show his advantages, and even sometimes he is a little humble, like a slave of the Holy Son of the Apocalypse, he will never dare to disobey the Holy Son of the Apocalypse, and it is even more impossible to provoke the Holy Son of the Apocalypse.

Although he has a lot of respect for the Holy Son of the Apocalypse, he really doesn't want to mention what happened in Cuixian Tower, because that matter is really disgraceful, if he can, it's too late to hide, how can he say it himself.

But at this time, the Holy Son of the Apocalypse seemed to see something, and was very dissatisfied with his concealment, and directly forced him to look at him, as if he wanted to see through him.

"Alas, there is no way, even if you don't say it, after you go out, the Holy Son will know everything as soon as he checks it, and there is no point in concealing it. Zhu Yawen shook his head secretly in his heart, and said helplessly to himself.

"Holy Son, not long ago, a few of us ......"

Zhu Yawen saluted with both hands, lowered his head, respectfully, and told all the things that happened before, 1510, without any omission, quite detailed, and even described the small details.

"Is it them?" the Son of the Apocalypse asked.

According to Zhu Yawen's description, the teenagers in front of him are indeed somewhat similar to the teenagers in Zhu Yawen's mouth, the number of people is about the same, and they all have a girl.

In fact, it was not difficult for them to determine the identity of Hao Yu and the others, because from beginning to end, Xiao Feibao's appearance had not changed, and it was still exactly the same as the previous appearance in Cuixian Tower.

It's just that, maybe the little flying leopard is too low-key, he doesn't make much noise every time, it's very quiet, so quiet that others don't notice him at all, or perhaps, the head of the three young people of Ho Jing is too high, and he has never looked at Hao Yu and a few of them, even if he is serious later, he just pays attention to Hao Yu and the bad dragon, and he doesn't notice the young man behind Hao Yu, so he can't help but not recognize the little flying leopard.

"There should be a relationship, but it may not be those few people. Zhu Yawen guessed thoughtfully.

"You try!" the Holy Son of the Apocalypse looked at the man beside him and gestured directly.

"True!" the man said without hesitation.

In fact, this man is a great outer-level disciple of the Holy Land Heavenly Sect, and he is very respected by the sect master, and he has always been responsible for dealing with all kinds of tricky incidents, and has become an important figure in the sect.

Therefore, as soon as they saw Hao Yu, they made a distinction, trying their best to identify whether it was true or not.

"It seems that they may still have accomplices!" Zhu Yawen guessed.

"Let's do it, lest the night be long and dreamy!" said the Holy Son of the Apocalypse with a gloomy look in his eyes.

The Holy Son of the Apocalypse is no longer patient, his people have not taken down those teenagers for a long time, and now they have guessed their roots, it seems to be a bit extraordinary, and they need other companions, so they can't wait any longer.

"Boom!"

The rest of the people just wanted to make a move, but they took a step out, and immediately stopped, stood there, covered their chests, and a burst of coercion pressed those people's chests, their ears were buzzing, and their hearts were beating "poof, poof!"

"Ahh

"Hmm!?What did he do?" the Holy Son of the Apocalypse looked at Hao Yu in surprise.

The Holy Son of the Apocalypse's eyes widened, and he saw that the young man not far away had just taken a step, and everyone else stopped, clutching their chests, as if they were oppressed by something.

And he also felt the slightest coercion, as if someone was roaring at him, and a supreme aura oppressed him, making his heart throb a little.

Hao Yu stood not far away, looking at the Apocalypse Saint coldly, his body was very natural, he didn't deliberately release any coercion, he stood there as if nothing happened, his face was relaxed and natural.

In fact, Hao Yu stood there, observing the battle situation of the little flying leopard, always ready to make a move, although he didn't make a move, but he didn't allow it, the people on the other side did a good job of the little flying leopard and a few of them.

In particular, the focus is on Chubby and Bad Dragon, because the two of them fought very hard, and on several occasions they were almost attacked by their opponents and almost injured themselves.

Hao Yu knows very well in his heart that they want to fight, this attitude is good, after the tempering of the battle, they can effectively improve their combat effectiveness and quickly improve their cultivation.

But Hao Yu will never allow anyone to hurt his partner in front of him, especially his partner's life, he will not let such a thing happen.

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