Su Lingyuan's expression was complicated, he glanced at Yang Pi, and did not speak, but Su Yanling, who was in Yang Pi's arms, was still intoxicated, exuding a faint heat, warming the coldness of her sweetheart, as if the task of the rest of her life was to melt this iceberg with her own heat.

"Master Su, what do you mean?"

Su Lingyuan's identity is not a secret, so many people know him, and in the big battle just now, Su Lingyuan has made a move.

"It's not interesting...... Su Lingyuan stood in front of Yang Pi and the others, his expression was indifferent, and he said casually.

A strong man in the mountain-building realm who has survived the five decays of heaven and man. In the face of no matter how many Mountain Viewing Realm cultivators there are, even if they can't kill everything in one move, they can definitely do it with a naked slaughter.

"Nothing interesting, what do you mean?"

In the crowd, someone asked. They attacked Yang Ning and his party because they were sure that the treasures in the Treasure Pavilion here would definitely be taken away by them, and they just wanted a piece of the pie, how could they lead to a strong person in the Mountain Building Realm.

"These two, you are not allowed to move, understand?" Su Lingyuan didn't look back, and he didn't even look at his daughter's expression anymore, but as a father, it was useless to maintain her love and protect her for the rest of her life.

"Su family master, it's too much, right?"

This is the man in the dark blue shirt questioning.

"These people have emptied the treasure pavilion of the Qushan tribe, are you sure you want to protect them, Master Su?" The man in the dark blue shirt seemed to have the support of a big force, even if he was at the peak of the mountain viewing realm, he was not afraid of Su Lingyuan, who had survived the five decays of heaven and man, and even had a taste of contempt.

Su Lingyuan glanced at the aggressive young man in front of him, saw the embroidery on the Xuanqing shirt, and said, "It turned out to be the Xuanfeng Gate of the Great Zhou Empire, no wonder you dare to be so arrogant." Su Lingyuan seemed to be muttering to himself, and it seemed to be for Yang Pi.

The Xuanfeng Gate of the Great Zhou Empire, in the ranking of the power of the Sixteen Kingdoms of Surabaya, is second only to the Chaolang Pavilion of the Great Qin Empire. Among the sects, the Xuanqing clothes are the mainstay, and the chest is embroidered with a popular appearance, which shocks the sixteen kingdoms of Surabaya, and its own Great Zhou Empire is second only to the Great Qin Empire, and the name of the great is resounding throughout Liangzhou.

"If you know, it's good." The young man with a proud expression on his face, was even more unruly about the energy of his own sect.

"Good, good, good." Su Lingyuan said three "good" words in a row, and after a change of words, he said coldly: "What can Xuanfeng Gate do, in my Liuyun Country, people who want to kill me in Liuyun Country, are you still reasonable?" Besides, as a strong person who has survived the five decays of heaven and man, what about your least awe? ”

Su Lingyuan's expression gradually became cold, and finally there was already a trace of coolness, he snorted coldly, and said, "You want to kill my daughter, and you still want me to bow your head, it seems that you haven't done this, right?" ”

When Su Lingyuan said this, he had already expressed his intentions, that is, he would never retreat.

"But you are bent on going your own way, don't blame me for deceiving people......" Su Lingyuan dropped a sentence, like a big mountain, blocking everyone out, unable to move forward.

A few words of reprimand, but they firmly locked the dark blue young man and did not give him a chance to fight back at all.

The young man's face was like a bitter gourd for a moment, because Su Lingyuan in front of him could be said to have not taken the Xuanfeng Gate in his eyes at all. Not only that, but it also prevents them from getting rich, which is the so-called tolerable and intolerable.

However, there is no way, just like Su Lingyuan said, the strong people of the Mountain Building Realm who have survived the five decays of heaven and man have the majesty of the strong, and their group of small Mountain Viewing Realm cultivators are really not enough for others to see.

Although the young man was saved face, he was able to walk the world as a figure of major forces, and naturally there were no ordinary people, so he weighed it again and again in his heart, and finally chose to retreat.

"Let's go over there......"

The young man's face turned pale, but he could only retreat.

Behind Su Lingyuan, the Silver Moon Scimitar gradually fell, and he looked at the beauty in his arms, the blood red in the depths of his eyes gradually had the intention of retreating.

But in a sudden, it rose again.

"Kill ......"

Yang Pi was furious, completely angry.

The cold came from the inside out, just like the cold of a full moon night, and with a broken drink, it completely exploded.

What's the situation?

A thought flashed in Su Lingyuan's heart, only to see Yang Pi leaning over, holding his daughter in his arms, and rushing to the battle circle again.

It turned out that the direction of the young man turned out to be the direction of Yang Ning and Yang Qiong.

This led to Yang Pi's instantaneous outburst.

The sword intent was cold, and between the two breaths, no less than ten full moons had been drawn.

Deadly moves.

Towards the back of the departing young man.

Yang Pi himself tried his best to kill him from behind.

The Silver Moon Scimitar seemed to become even colder in the moonlight, and its two eyes were instantly blood-red.

Yangjia Village was wiped out by the Qushan tribe, and only the four of them remained, and Yang Pi, as Yang Qingyu's grandson, would never allow one less person in Yangjia Village, not to mention Yang Ning, who grew up together, and Yang Ning, who helped him a lot.

With a long roar, the Silver Moon Scimitar bloomed with a cold chill, emitting a faint silver light, rushing all the way.

At the same time, the battle between Yang Ning and Hu Yanzhuo had entered a white-hot state, the sword light confronted the thunder, and there were ripples in the air.

"Hu Yanzhuo, I'm here to help you......"

The cyan young man roared aggrievedly, and the long sword in his hand slashed out a ray of brilliance, heading straight for Yang Ning.

Hu Yanzhuo and Yang Ning's festival, most of the people tonight know, so on the bright side, everyone is not good to compete with Hu Yanzhuo, after all, the revenge of killing his father is not shared. Hu Yanzhuo stood on the moral high ground, which is why the young man chose Yang Pi.

But now, Yang Pi's direction was blocked by Su Lingyuan, and the young man was unwilling in his heart, how many good things were in the treasure pavilion of the Qushan tribe, since he was here, how could he be willing to return empty-handed.

"Brother Qingliang, thank you very much......"

Hu Yanzhuo took the time to respond, his hands were thundering, and he kept making moves, like two dragons intertwined, killing him.

Qingliang's long sword was stuck in the air, Guanghua slashed down, thinking that Yang Ning's back fell.

"Yang Ning, be careful......"

Yang Pi roared, and the silver moon scimitar was thrown from the sky, and the moonlight in the sky reflected each other, and it was a brilliant light in an instant, and a huge full moon rotated the moon wheel, emitting a cold chill, and spun away against the long sword.

"I ......" Su Lingyuan looked at the turquoise dress in Yang Pi's figure, and a trace of complexity flashed in his eyes, turned into a streamer, and swept over again.

Boom!

The sound of metallic clash echoed for a long time, dimming the moonlight in the night sky.

The Silver Moon Scimitar is like a second moon, replacing the moonlight in the sky, exuding a cold glow.

The heat in his arms seemed a little insignificant, but he still didn't give up.

still did not give up melting the coldness in Yang Pi's heart.

"Despicable ......"

On Yang Qiong's explosive spirit fist, blood was already faintly seeping, but Yang Qiong seemed to be getting more and more excited the more he fought, and a fist mark swung out, forcing the person in front of him to retreat, and leaned in the direction of Yang Ning.

At this moment, suddenly like an ethereal sound, the night sky was awakened.

The realm of mountains beyond the mountains.

Immortals among people, mountains outside the mountains.

A very confusing realm, a realm of emptiness, was released in this way.

In an instant, Hu Yanzhuo's breath skyrocketed three times.

The thunder masterpiece, the silver dragon, seems to have caused a metamorphosis in an instant, vaguely transforming into a real dragon form.

Qingliang glanced at Hu Yanzhuo, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in the depths of his eyes, and the sword light was withdrawn.

Because he already understood what Hu Yanzhuo meant, until Hu Yanzhuo was accusing himself of being nosy. Under the commanding heights of morality, Qing's conscience is even more ruthless.

Since you won't let me go to war, then I'll wait for you dog-eat-dog, and when you lose both, I'm making a move, so what's the matter.

The thunder skyrocketed three times in an instant, which caught Yang Ning off guard, and it actually followed the sword body of the Chengyi Sword and hit Yang Ning's chest directly.

Burst......

Yang Ning spurted out a mouthful of essence blood.

"Yang Ning ......"

……

Yang Pi and Yang Qiong shouted at the same time, and their figures accelerated again.

"Don't come over ......"

Yang Ning said in a deep voice, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, looked at Hu Yanzhuo under the thunder light, and said, "I didn't expect you to have this hand, I really underestimated you......"

"Underestimated? Never underestimate your enemies, haha......"

Hu Yanzhuo's hands trembled, and the two dragons that were about to turn into dragons rose and fell with the moonlight.

Zizi ......

In the air, there were bursts of thunderous sounds, like a dragon roaring.

"Isn't it just the mountains outside the mountain, what's the ......?"

Yang Ning let out a long roar.

"Good, good......"

Huyan scorched thunder rolling, and the two dragons went out to sea, whistling, circling and falling.

Thunder for nine days.

It was like a real thunderbolt, leading from the nine heavens and dancing across the night sky.

"Hu Yanzhuo, worthy of being the head of the Eight Dragons of the Canglan Sect, this kind of strength is enough to frighten the world."

Some people commented that looking at this kind of power made them timid.

"Thunder for nine days, Hu Yanzhuo lives up to its name......"

"The realm of the mountains outside the mountains and the thunder for nine days, I really don't understand how this Yang Ning can take it?"

However, the sudden sound shocked everyone's jaws.

The bosses with wide eyes were full of disbelief.

"Mountains beyond the mountain!"

The sword intent erupted like a flame, and a fierce aura appeared, and it skyrocketed in an instant.

"Come to ...... Battle"

Yang Ning was like the God of War of the Nine Heavens, and under the lingering sword intent, he burst out with amazing power.

"Hmph, that's all ......"

Yang Ning took six steps in an instant, the sword light emitted a shocking light, and the seventh part stayed in the air, and the breath of destruction suddenly appeared in an instant.

The sword intent formed countless qi swords, passing through Yang Ning's surroundings, nearly a zhang range, as if it had become a world of swords, without any surplus.

With the dance of the Chengyi Sword, the qi sword rose from the ground, straight to the sky, and competed with the dragon.

The seventh step fell, very slowly, and gradually fell as the qi sword rose into the air.

In the night sky, it was as if the sword had become the only one.

Seven-step lore sword.

It takes shape very quickly.

A giant sword, as if it was a punishment from heaven, instantly eclipsed the night sky, and with the sword light, it was like day.

The thunder was rolling, and the sword intent was surging......

Thundered......

In full view.

Jiaolong is retreating, and the sword light is chasing after the victory.

"How is this possible?"

"Senior Brother Huyan's thunder has been defeated in nine days?"

"No, it can't ......"

But it backfired.

Jiaolong was gradually swallowed by the sword light, no, it should have been cut off by the waist, and the dragon was cut off by the waist......

"Ah......h

"No, it can't be, it's not ......"

Hu Yanzhuo's eyes turned white instantly, and his face instantly became dark.

Blood is retreating, life is passing......

Defeated yourself?

Hu Yanzhuo seemed to have entered a state of nightmare, his long hair fluttering, and between his hands, blood was splattering.

"This can't be, how can this ......"

Hu Yan Zhuo babbled.

"How could I, who comprehended the realm of the mountains beyond the mountains, be defeated? How can it be defeated? ”

No one could answer, because everyone was also in a state of stupefaction because of the impact just now.

After nine days of thunder, he was defeated and lost to a little-known Yang Ning.

The facts are in front of us, and everyone has to believe it.

"Ah......h

Hu Yanzhuo let out a terrifying roar, like an unbelieving look, roaring, and his eyes turned bloodshot.

"Quick, get my brother away......"

The rest of the disciples of the Canglan Sect stepped forward one after another and pulled away Hu Yanzhuo, who had already fallen into madness.

"This can't be, this can't be ......" The voice faded away, leaving a group of dull eyes in place.

Zheng, Zheng, Zheng......

Above the nine heavens, there was a clanging sound.

Prolonged.