It's really hard to come again.

At least let those outer disciples who supported Huajiu have a reason to deceive themselves in their hearts.

However, for Du Yuesheng, this is just the self-righteous perseverance of the ants when they are dying: "In this case, this Heavenly Emperor will crush all your so-called arrogance and genius aura step by step today!"

Just now I allowed you to strike first, and now ...... It's the turn of this Heavenly Emperor!"

Du Yuesheng's words fell, and the Zhuxian sword on his waist suddenly drew a sword that wanted to cut through the sky.

Under the sword light, the horror in the eyes of the painting is so ridiculous.

But Rao was like this, and he still crushed the saint-level charm hidden in his palm very decisively......

The Holy Rank Charm was given to him by the Templar Pope himself.

It is also one of the hole cards that saved his life.

Under the holy talisman, you can instantly increase the attributes of the drawing by five times!

But the effect only lasts for one move.

However, even with one move, the strength of five times increased dramatically, which can almost be called a qualitative change!

Every time the sword enters the golden mang, it becomes more and more difficult, and even when it is forced in front of Hua Jiu, there is only an insignificant arc left.

However, Du Yuesheng didn't care, his palm was raised, and there were dozens of more charms in his hand!

Seeing those spells that exuded terrifying power, Huajiu, who was still using his divine power to condense spiritual martial arts, almost vomited blood!

Damn, this is all saint-level spells!

There is no need to be deafening how precious the saint-level talisman is, just one can be used as a life-saving hole card for a long time, but Du Yuesheng threw it casually, and it was dozens.

"Want to turn the tables with the help of foreign objects? That will only make you die faster!"

Du Yuesheng's fingertips connected the dots, and dozens of saint-level talismans flashed with terrifying brilliance containing the power of destroying the world!

"What's the matter, just a saint, you are so poor? You should take out another saint-level charm for this Heavenly Emperor to see!"

"The power of the sword is only the tip of the iceberg, but it will destroy you... Enough is enough!"

In an instant, the sword that had been almost wiped out by the golden mangs turned into a cold light like a full moon again!

Seeing this, Kuqin in the field pulled up the senior brother next to him, flashed at the hub responsible for maintaining the defensive formation, and his divine power surged out of his hand without hesitation: "Damn, Yuesheng has played big this time!"

A saint-level talisman is worth millions of divine stones, and it still has a price, even the Treasure Pavilion doesn't have that much inventory!"

Feeling the trembling of the formation, Kuqin increased his divine power while not forgetting Sakura's lips and pursed slightly: "No, Yuesheng is such a tyrant, the 300,000 divine stones of this martial god shouldn't have to be returned, right?"

Not... I knew that the little white face was so wasteful, and this martial god wouldn't bet on him!

The audience outside the arena had fear on their faces, and they were deeply frightened, which was very interesting.

"It's not fair! how can you fight so many saint-level charms thrown out, Du Yuesheng is too despicable!"

"That's right, no one can help such a tyrant's style of play, I ask to end the duel!"

Suddenly, the disciples who supported Huajiu began to shout, but the supporters of Du Yuesheng on the side sneered.

"Hmph, just rely on you, a disciple of an outer sect, to ask for a fart!"

"That's it, what is fairness, then Senior Brother Du still can't win three moves and explode himself, and he only needs to take three moves for a long time, why don't you say fair at that time?"

"Besides, Senior Brother Du has so many saint-level charms that are his own family background, why not be despicable if he doesn't steal or rob, if he has that little white face for a long time, no one will stop him from using it!"

"Who do you say is a little white face?!"

"Oh, you idiot can't understand this, it's the little white face on the stage who was about to be beaten to death by Senior Brother Du!"

"Damn, my mother fought with you!"

"Damn, even the king-level senior brother dares to fight, the brothers will beat me up with these brainless fans!"

Just when the exclamation of the audience gradually turned into a dispute, an earth-shattering buzz came from the martial arts arena, but it made 10,000 people quiet instantly!

Rumble!

It was a shiver from the depths of the soul......

The sword swept away, and Kuqin and Ge Lao did not hesitate to use their natal divine power to suppress the residual power outside the collapse field.

But Rao is like this, and the tens of thousands of people outside the field still feel a tremble under their feet, as if the throbbing of the sky and the earth are full of expressions......

The roar lasted for a long time before it stopped.

And when the powder rolled up by the sword attack dissipated, everyone saw clearly the mess in the martial arts arena!

Draw for a long time... Actually kneeling?!

I saw that on the martial arts field, Hua Jiu knelt on one knee, supporting his body with trembling arms, so as not to kneel on both knees so embarrassed!

can make the always arrogant painting so embarrassed, then there is only one result......

He didn't have the strength to stand up!

Indeed, if it weren't for the devouring of his divine power, no matter what, he wouldn't want Du Yuesheng to look down on him condescendingly.

Gritting his bloodshot teeth, he said fiercely, "No... It's not fair. ”

Fair?

Hearing the words that these two weak people used to deceive themselves, Du Yuesheng almost laughed......

Is there any fairness in this divine realm?

You kneel, this Heavenly Emperor stands unharmed, this is fair!

Fairness that succumbs to strength!

"Why do you think that the temple of your faith is so invulnerable?"

Du Yuesheng gave Hua Jiu a chance to refute, and a trace of divine power gave him a hand in the past, which made the latter have hysterical strength: "That's right! In our temple, everything is just and strict, and everyone believes in the Holy Light!"

Even if you kill me, you are not qualified to slander the supreme holy light of the God Realm!"

Indeed, a person as arrogant as Du Yuesheng could hardly raise the meaning of blasphemy in the face of that pure holy light.

He was reluctant to slander and slander the holy light that symbolized the countless truths and goodness of the divine realm, but ...... He can trample on the temple!

The temple is just a group of gods who came to the world in the face of holy light, and it is not the will of the holy light?!

"Why should you be a saint?"

Hua Jiu was speechless by this sudden question, and he really didn't know what Du Yuesheng's intentions were.

However, Du Yuesheng was still so indifferent, and repeated: "Why do you want to set up saints who are above ten thousand people under one person?

Then why should there be a Holy Emperor?

Why is there a hierarchy assignment?

Why should mediocre Christians be exploited by you?"

"Shut up!"

When the painting roared for a long time, it already meant that he was angry.

He had heard these words more than once, but at that time he was a saint on high and naturally disdained them.

But being trampled under Du Yuesheng's feet at this time sounded so harsh!

"Because your temple is nothing but a bunch of self-deceiving gods! Under the banner of holy light, you are the most disgusting existence in the divine realm!

Whoever disobeys you is a heretic, and only by obeying you can you survive.

You are so arrogant, do you know the light of daily worship?"

The words of the heart, through the divine power, resounded in every corner of the martial arts arena, so that no one outside the arena dared to stand up and refute!

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