Name: Yu Changsheng (1350/1580)

Merit value: 1,050,000

Sins: 5,889,400

Li Shengdai looked at the person in front of him who dared to be so arrogant in front of the Holy Emperor, and sighed in his heart, are all the people of the Flying Immortal Sect so awesome? They are all over a thousand years old, and their tempers can still be so hot!

The killing intent on Liu Yiyi's body can even be clearly felt by Li Shengdai, a rookie, this person named Yu Changsheng can turn a blind eye, his heart is really big. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Is there any fear, or is this guy already alive enough?

"Kill me, you're not qualified enough!" Yu Changsheng glanced at Liu Yiyi disdainfully, "In front of me, you will always be just a junior, suppressing people with power, are you scared of me Yu Changsheng?"

Relying on the old and selling the old, it's so awesome.

Liu Yiyi didn't look at the momentum on his body, but the thunder was heavy and the rain was small, and he didn't dare to do it for a long time.

Yu Changsheng is an old monster who has lived for thousands of years, and he has stayed at the peak level of the emperor level for more than seven hundred years, although he has not been able to break through to become a soul saint for a long time, but his cultivation has never stagnated, and it is unfathomable.

If he really wants to fight, although Liu Yiyi is not afraid of him, the impact is not trivial.

One is the national teacher of the Great Qian Dynasty, and the other is the deputy sect master of the Flying Immortal Sect, and what they represent is not just them.

"Yu Changsheng, you are very arrogant. Liu Yiyi had some scruples, but Huangfu Feiyang, as the lord of a country, had nothing to hesitate, and directly threatened Yu Changsheng: "Is it true that this emperor will not dare to kill you?!"

"Lao Liu, everyone else has ridden on your neck and, you still have a scruple about hair, him! I'm responsible for killing him!"

"I don't believe it anymore, I killed a Yu Changsheng, he dares to start a war against my Daqian Dynasty?!

Huangfu Feiyang directly ordered, and he was determined to leave Yu Changsheng behind.

Liu Yiyi couldn't hold it back for a long time, and directly summoned his innate gossip martial spirit, and went to Yu Changsheng at full speed!

"Old hedgehog, I didn't like you a long time ago, so you can leave it for me today!"

Don't talk nonsense, just do it, kill it!

"Damn, are you really here?!" Yu Changsheng changed color and retreated quickly, he didn't expect Huangfu Feiyang to be such a hooligan, just do what he says, without any scruples, is it really good for you to be so impulsive as the lord of a country?

Liu Yiyi's martial soul is an innate gossip compass, orange level nine, belonging to the phantom killing type of martial soul, although the attack power is insufficient, but it is good at trapping the enemy, confusing the enemy, and killing people in silence.

Although Yu Changsheng retreated quickly, he still did not escape the scope of Liu Yiyi's gossip compass.

The five senses are confused, and the mind is also disturbed.

Yu Changsheng was shocked in his heart, he had long heard that the national teacher of Daqian was good at trapping formations, and he had reached the peak of the emperor level when he was only over five hundred years old, and he even had the record of trapping and killing two emperor-level peak demon beasts alone.

In the past, Yu Changsheng always thought that it was deliberately touted by the people of the Daqian royal family, but now that he really came into contact with Liu Yiyi's martial spirit, Yu Changsheng knew that this Liu Yiyi was worthy of his name.

It's not that Yu Changsheng, a phantom-killing soul master, has never been in contact with him, but he can trap him in one breath, and Liu Yiyi is still the first!

"Soul Skill - Absolute Protection!"

Yu Changsheng, who felt the danger in it, didn't dare to be careless, and directly summoned the martial soul and displayed the protective soul technique that he was best at.

Li Shengdai could clearly see from the outside that Yu Changsheng's martial soul was a small and lovely hedgehog, with cold light on the spikes around his body, and a faint purple glow on the periphery of his body, which turned out to be a purple martial spirit. It's a big level higher than Yanagi's orange array!

After Yu Changsheng's soul technique was used, the little hedgehog suddenly became larger, transforming into a translucent purple mang, directly covering Yu Changsheng in it, and the outside of the purple mang was covered with sharp spikes, like an all-round protective armor.

No wonder Liu Yiyi called him an old hedgehog just now, isn't Yu Changsheng's current form a humanoid hedgehog?

Ignoring Yu Changsheng's defense, Liu Yiyi's gossip array was suddenly split, and a large face plate was directly divided into eight palm-sized small gossip arrays, divided into eight directions, flying to Yu Changsheng's four directions, directly trapping Yu Changsheng between square inches, no matter how Yu Changsheng attacked or moved, he couldn't get out of the square inch under the array.

Sleepy is trapped, but it can't hurt Yu Changsheng in the slightest.

And Liu Yiyi's soul power is obviously not as strong as Yu Changsheng's, two people use martial souls at the same time, and at the same time perform soul skills, when they can't hold each other, they are actually competing for their own soul power cultivation, whoever is the first to run out of soul power will become a lamb to be slaughtered.

"Come on, if you have any killer moves, see if you can hurt the old man in the slightest?!"

Rushing left and suddenly, he couldn't break out of the trapped formation, Yu Changsheng simply stood still in place, he had already seen Liu Yiyi's emptiness, what if he could trap him?

In the face of Yu Changsheng's provocation, Liu Yiyi smiled lightly and continued to turn to look at Huangfu Feiyang, "His Royal Highness the Holy Emperor, are you going to keep watching it like this?"

"This, isn't it very good?" Huangfu Feiyang said with some embarrassment while skillfully summoning his Martial Soul Coiled Dragon Sword: "I said that I would fight alone, how can I break my promise? It is not good for my reputation to spread it! I am the Holy Emperor, I still don't want it!"

The room full of people looked at Huangfu Feiyang and said no, but the coiling dragon sword in his hand did not hesitate at all, and directly suspended in the air and stabbed at Yu Changsheng in the trapped formation!

Broken on your word and fat, the emperor is flying, what about your temperament?

"Soul Skill - Dripping Water Piercing Stones!"

Huangfu Fei let out a loud shout, and the Panlong Sword went directly from top to bottom, facing the position above Yu Changsheng's head, constantly rotating and impacting, the frequency was so high that it could reach hundreds of times and thousands of times every second, and every time it hit, a huge roar could be heard, and a huge soul power was stirring everywhere.

The spikes on Yu Changsheng's body were constantly falling off under the sudden attack of Huangfu Feiyang, and in just a few seconds, the hedgehog carapace on Yu Changsheng's body, especially the top of his head, was already bare.

"Huangfu Feiyang, how dare you yin me!"

"Poof!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Yu Changsheng was hit hard!

Sensing the crisis of life and death, Yu Changsheng rampaged through the formation as if he was crazy, and at the same time shouted loudly: "Cheng Youde, you old Wang Ba, have you seen enough jokes?

"Idiot!"

A soft drink sounded in Li Shengdai's ears, so frightened that all the cold hairs on Li Shengdai's body stood up, and a chill that penetrated deep into the bone marrow pierced his whole body.

I'm going to die!

This Cheng Youde wants to kill him!

"Golden Light Protector!"

In a hurry, Li Shengdai's heart moved, and then his whole body began to glow with golden light.

"Ding! merit points minus 100,000!"

"Ding! merit points minus 100,000!"

"Ding! merit points minus 100,000!"

"Ding! merit points minus 100,000!"

In just four seconds, Li Shengdai's merit value dropped directly to below one million, and the special effect of the golden light protector automatically dissipated as the merit value decreased.

The golden light was gone, and Li Sundai clearly saw a pair of withered hands pressed against his chest, and a strange old face was looking at him with a look of surprise.

With a foolproof all-out blow, the target turned out to be safe and sound, and Cheng Youde was directly stunned.

What the hell was the golden light just now? Some kind of amulet seal?

Also, because Mao's whole body is stiff now, he can't move a bit?

He's the pinnacle of the emperor level, who can control him?

Could it be that the saint-level in the Daqian royal family has made a move?!

"Old dog, you want to kill me?!" Li Shengdai's eyes directly turned blood-red, and without saying a word, he bit the tip of his tongue directly, and a mouthful of blood dipped in spit sprayed all onto Cheng Youde's face!

Cheng Youde's eyes widened, his body stiffened and couldn't move, he could only watch as Li Shengdai spit a mouthful of blood-red spit directly onto his face, and even a few drops splashed into his mouth.

A saliva attack?

Boy, can you be a little more disgusting?

Treat an emperor-level peak like this, and you will be punished!