All the strong people present were scared into a cold sweat, Su Mengqi's hand was really powerful, and it shocked the audience at once.

At this moment, around the gate of heaven, there are no longer a few hidden powerhouses, and some of them still have ideas, after seeing Su Mengqi's terrifying hand, they all dispelled the unrealistic thoughts in their hearts, and they all regretted coming here.

Those strong people who cultivated to the high level of the Yuan Division, thought that they had the ability to compete, and they still had the idea of getting a piece of the pie, and they couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat in their hearts, and they were all glad that they didn't make a move just now, even the high-level powerhouses of the Yuan Division were not the enemy of others, and they were not sent to death when they went up?

"Please also ask the master of the Yang Sect to spare my life, I will repay you for being a cow and a horse, and please spare my life, I will be one of your dogs in the future, you will treat me as a fart!

Xiahou Zhan's death stimulated Hu Yanmo's nerves, although he couldn't escape from his body, his mouth could still move, he knew that he couldn't escape death today, but he still couldn't help but beg for mercy.

Yang Yu smiled, and his tone became gloomy, "I can't spare you today, Xiahou Zhan is dead, let me send you on the road too!"

He turned to Su Mengqi again and said, "Let go of the restraints on him, I will kill him with my own hands!"

Su Mengqi nodded lightly, smiled at Yang Yu, and immediately let go of the restraints on Hu Yanmo, but was still paying attention to him, so that he had no chance to escape.

Yang Yu held the sword in his hand, stepped on the void, and slowly walked towards Huyanmo.

"Alas!"

In the distant void, a helpless sigh came, making everyone change their color when they heard it, and they all became vigilant.

Su Mengqi's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and her eyes looked in the direction where the sigh came from, without showing a trace of surprise. There was no sense of surprise either.

Yang Yu's expression was moved, and he immediately looked at the direction where the voice came from, and secretly prepared in his heart.

When Hu Yanmo heard this voice, his face showed ecstasy as if he heard the sounds of heaven, and he screamed: "Uncle Shi save me! Uncle Shi save me!"

In the distance, a white dot appeared leisurely, and the white dot moved rapidly, and in a blink of an eye, it was in front of everyone.

It was an old man with crane hair and a childish face, and the old man was dressed in a white robe. His eyes seemed to be dilute, dim, and there was no fluctuation in them, like a pair of dead fish eyes, if he could not still see his eyes rolling. He looks like an old blind man.

But no one can despise him, his cultivation is at the peak of the Yuan Master.

The old man's body stood in the void. With a smile on his face. He arched his hand slightly towards Su Mengqi and said with a smile: "Introduce yourself, old man Wu Xing, Hu Yanmo's master is my junior brother, and I am Hu Yanmo's uncle, and the old man is uninvited." Don't blame it!"

Immediately, the smile on his face became even brighter, and there was no trace of killing intent on his body, as if he had come here to visit relatives and friends.

His smile was just facing Su Mengqi alone. Because he knew that only Su Mengqi had the strength to make him face it.

Yang Yu smiled, the sword in his hand suddenly disappeared, and said with a smile: "Since Wu Xing's predecessor has come to my Heavenly Gate, I will be a good entertainer and will not let you down!"

"Huh?" Wu Xing was suddenly stunned, and then said disdainfully: "Where did the little doll come from? Actually playing in front of the old man? Didn't your master teach you how to respect your predecessors? It seems that your master is not a righteous gentleman!"

Yang Yu smiled, and his madness was revealed, "Old guy, you dare to be so presumptuous when you come to Tianmen, you really don't know whether you live or die, don't care who you are, you have to listen to me when you come to my territory!"

He knew that Wu Xing came here to save Hu Yanmo, and he would definitely not give him a good look.

A trace of doubt flashed in Wu Xing's eyes, this kid was obviously at the middle level of the Yuan Master, why did he dare to be so presumptuous? Could it be that he was after a peerless powerhouse?

That's not right!

The only remaining peak powerhouse in this world, he Wu Xing basically knows it, and there is no strong man in his memory who has such a descendant.

Wu Xingnai is a strong man of Hu Yanmo's master's generation, who has lived in seclusion for many years, and after Hu Yanmo's master died unexpectedly, Hu Yanmo was handed over to Gu Wu Xing to take care of.

He himself practiced penance in a certain place and never left, so he naturally didn't know about many major events in the world, and he didn't even know about such a big thing as the establishment of Tianmen, and naturally he wouldn't know that Yang Yu was the master of Tianmen.

"Boy, I'm going out to teach this little guy a lesson, and he dares to scold me, I really don't know whether to live or die!" Wu Xing's words completely succeeded in angering Yun Heng in the mysterious space and ignited his anger.

"Okay!" Yang Yu glanced at Wu Xing innocently, and also felt that Wu Xing was a little rampant, wanting to teach him a lesson, and also wanting to see what Yun Heng's move was like.

Suddenly, a powerful Liliang force suddenly appeared, instantly covering the entire Heavenly Gate, even the surrounding mountains and forests.

The appearance of Soul Liliang could have been undetected by others, but Yun Heng didn't know what tricks he was playing, and he actually made such a big battle. An invisible soul coercion, like an awakened dragon, suddenly appeared.

Wu Xing suddenly felt that his body couldn't move, as if his whole body was imprisoned, and even the liliang in his body was imprisoned, leaving only a pair of eyeballs to move.

Wu Xing was shocked in his heart, and a look of fear appeared on his face.

The void seemed to be tightened by a pair of big hands, and even the energy of heaven and earth in the air became visible, and the thin white mist in the air was like a spiritual snake, slowly cruising in the air. He cultivated to be at the peak of the Yuan Master, and he is also one of the few strong people today, but someone imprisoned him without showing up.

Su Mengqi consciously became heavy in her body, and even the liliang in her body became sluggish, and an indescribable pressure went straight into the depths of her soul.

"Click!"

The stone bricks under her feet shattered as if they had been hit with a heavy hammer. Her body suddenly became heavy, as if she was being pressed by a 10,000-pound boulder, and even the stone bricks under her feet were crushed by her.

Su Mengqi's face was shocked, and there was deep shock in her eyes.

The nearly 100 Yuanzong powerhouses who protected the Tianmen building were all ugly, and they became iron blue, and the blue tendons on their faces were bursting out, just a sign that they were about to explode, and the stone bricks under their feet were shattered one by one, and the soles of their feet sank into the ground three inches into the ground.

One by one, they only had to run Liliang to endure it forcibly, and the Liliang on their bodies could only be reluctantly mobilized, resisting the coercion in the air, and suddenly sat on the ground in embarrassment.

Kun Yuan and Kun Hao stood on the giant tree, their faces were a little ugly, their bodies were shaking incessantly, and they almost wanted to fall off the tree, they hurriedly used their vitality to counteract this liliang.

The place where they were was was more than a kilometer away from the martial arts arena of Tianmen, which could be said to be extremely far away, and that pressure could still make them feel so uncomfortable.

The rest of the hidden Yuan Shi powerhouses all felt as if their bodies were a thousand times heavier, and one by one they crushed all the branches they were on and fell to the ground in embarrassment.

Those strong people all had ugly faces, and the liliang in their bodies seemed to be non-existent, and they couldn't mobilize them at all, even the soul power in the soul sea couldn't mobilize some of them.

Wu Xing was filled with white vitality, like a mist body, if he could see such a scene when he was usually cultivating, he would definitely be very happy.

But now, he couldn't be happy, crying and mourning, as ugly as his dead father.

The energy condensed in front of him seemed to be frozen by an invisible hand, and those fog bodies turned into a large hand several meters long at a speed visible to the naked eye. The big hand was crystal clear, as if carved from crystal, and there was a dignified vitality flowing on it.

Yun Heng's illusory soul suddenly appeared, only a few hundred meters away from Wu Xing in the air, staring at Wu Xing from afar, with a trace of anger in his eyes.

Yun Heng's soul was illusory, even those big hands, only Yang Yu and Wu Xing could see the people present, and the rest could only feel some changes in the air slightly.

The angry Yun Heng snorted coldly, his soul suddenly mobilized, and the pair of giant hands several meters in size suddenly grabbed Wu Xing's body. Yun Heng gently raised a hand and gently fanned it towards Wu Xing's face.

"Smack!"

A loud voice sounded, and a red slap mark immediately appeared on Wu Xing's face, half of his face suddenly swollen, and red blood suddenly flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Yun Heng was already angry, and immediately backhanded another slap, Wu Xing's other face was also swollen, and a bright red handprint was freshly baked.

"Bang bang!

Yun Heng suddenly had a smile on his face, and he slapped him fiercely with two positives and two reverses, and he really showed no mercy at all.

"Seniors spare their lives, seniors spare their lives!"

Wu Xing in the air was held by a big hand, he couldn't move at all, his whole body was sealed, and the hot pain on his face made him feel as if he had been Ling Chi, and he was depicted on his face one by one. Cultivating for nearly two hundred years, he has never been so close to death.

Yun Heng withdrew the soul coercion in the air, making everyone present feel much better, making them feel as if they had left the underworld, and they were in a good mood.

The only one who is still imprisoned is the unlucky Wu Xing. Those people stood up straight one by one, and they all secretly shouted in their hearts for happiness.

Yun Heng smiled slightly, ignored Wu Xing's plea for mercy, raised his hand and slapped his head with a palm, Wu Xingtong's head was suddenly flattened, as if it had been squeezed alive.

"This is the price of being cheap!" Yun Heng snorted and said dissatisfiedly.

Wu Xing asked aggrievedly: "Senior, uncle, grandfather, ancestor, how did the little one offend you? Even if you want me to die, you have to let me die to understand!"

"Aha! I forgot to tell you, I am that kid's master, you scolded me just now, I can't exaggerate to teach you a lesson, right?" Yun Heng smiled, "You little guy still dare to scold Lao Tzu, I really don't know how to write dead words! No one dares to scold me for more than a thousand years!"

Wu Xing had the intention of committing suicide with grievances. (To be continued......)