After Jiaolong let out a terrible cry, he kept letting out a curse sound: "Terran, you lowly and filthy Terran, don't you tell Young Master Ben to let it go! Otherwise, my Dragon Clan will slaughter all of your clan's gathering place, kill all your relatives and friends, and eradicate your sect's power!!"

The king of drilling is about to cry, this uncle is usually very smart, why is he so unwise today, don't you know the truth of 'the demon is under the eaves, you have to bow your head', it's all at this time, saving your life is the most important thing, just screaming ruthlessly has a fart, you can escape and find a place in the future, so screaming and scolding, it will only make the human race more jealous, isn't this a long life.

Sima Yuan lowered his eyes slightly, and said softly: "Su Daoyou, look, it's not me who gives you face, if I let him go this time, next time it will be a river of blood from Ma's sect forces, family relatives and friends, so, I'm sorry!"

"Wait!!"

However, before the words fell, before he could stop it, he saw a sword light slashing, and he instantly cut off Li Zhao's head.

A skull rolled down at Su Wu's feet, and he seemed to see a trace of confusion in Li Zhao's eyes, and then he was awake, frightened, regretful, and hateful.

"Terran, you damn !!"

After a terrible scream, it fell silent.

I saw that Su Wu rushed towards Sima Yuan with a fierce momentum, full of energy, and quite an undying momentum.

However, Sima Yuan was not in a hurry, and said to Su Wu with deep meaning: "If Daoist friends really care about this Daoist friend who has left Zhao, and he has already taken action before Poor Dao has not hurt his life, is it interesting that the cat crying mouse is fake mercy at this moment?"

He wiped away the blood stains of Xuanyuan Sword, glanced at the Empress of Lizhao under his feet, and chuckled: "What's more, Poor Dao helped you get rid of a confidant, Daoist friends should be happy, how can you be so mournful?"

Su Wu's body was stagnant, his face was a little cloudy, and he almost gritted his teeth and said, "Isn't it according to what Daoyou said, but I still want to thank you?"

Sima Yuanlang laughed loudly, waved his hand and said, "Thank you is not necessary, as long as Daoyou remembers this favor." ”

He said meaningfully: "After all, not everyone wants to be in front of this 'knife'. ”

Su Wu's eyes jumped, this human race is not stupid, but he still has to do face work, his face was resentful, but he was a little hesitant in his heart.

Killing the second son of the Dragon Emperor has intensified the contradiction between the Dragon Emperor and that one, which seems to be a little unwise, but now that the wood is in the boat, it is useless to say more, so it is better to go back and prepare for war as soon as possible.

But before leaving, it is best to capture this son and send it to the Dragon Palace to atone for his crimes.

Sima Yuan looked at Su Wu with a solemn face and said, "Su Daoyou, is the covenant between you and me still valid?"

At this time, Su Wu was secretly calculating whether he could win Sima Yuan, and he had a few chances of winning.

Unexpectedly, just after Sima Yuan asked this, he almost blurted out: "Of course it works!"

But what he didn't expect was that what answered him was a sword light.

"Ma Daoyou, what do you mean by this?" Su Wu rebuked in a furious voice.

Sima Yuan laughed and said: "Su Daoyou, the ladyboy has a different path, now that the external trouble has disappeared, it is time to understand the matter between you and me." ”

Su Wu still couldn't figure out why this lowly human race suddenly turned his face, was he really not afraid of provoking a war between the two clans, even if he was really a person from the Three Puritans, he had to take care of the thunderous anger of the bigwigs behind him.

Hearing Sima Yuan laughing at this moment, he was also extremely angry, "Okay, even if you are really a descendant of Daozun, Su will kill you here!!"

As he spoke, a snake and a turtle snaked behind Sima Yuan, smashing the Yellow Dragon, and it was the old man who came in shape.

The turtle shape is huge, the snake spits out the letter, and the intimacy of the two phases is intimate, which is the trend of the exercise tending to be unified.

Sima Yuan was not afraid, and when he laughed, two sword lights were handed out, all of which turned into long swords and slashed towards the turtle and snake.

At the same time, Su Wu on the front also turned into a shape, but this one he learned smartly, far away from a distance of thousands of zhang, he only poked out a mouse paw the size of several zhang and waved it towards Sima Yuan.

This was followed by the rat's tail that looked like an optimus pillar and whipped it, directly cutting the starry sky in two.

Sima Yuan raised his hand and punched, and after blasting away the rat's paw, he shouted, his big hand turned into ten zhang, and suddenly leaned out and firmly grasped the rat's tail.

He laughed, "Su Daoyou, you better come here!"

A sound of breaking through the air roared.

It wasn't Su Wu who came over, but a giant tooth.

It seems to be the magic weapon that the other party has been refining for thousands of years, and looking at its breath, it already has the atmosphere of a holy soldier.

Almost at the moment when Su Wu made his move, a dragon soul suddenly appeared behind Sima Yuan, biting down on him silently.

Bursts of sword light and sword shadows, blue and red qi lingered in all directions, and the glowing sword qi turned into the power of the sword array to envelop this territory.

There was even an unwilling dragon groan, as if it was completely trapped and suppressed.

"I've been waiting for you!" Sima Yuan sneered at the Jiaolong Soul in front of him.

After seeing a trace of regret flash in his dragon eyes, he turned cold and indifferent: "Today, you destroy my clone and destroy my dragon soul, and Ao will return it in the future!!"

After speaking, under Sima Yuan's squint, this dragon soul that had been hidden for a long time was wiped out inch by inch in a violent shock.

"Roar!!" let out one last unwilling roar before disappearing in place.

Sima Yuan looked at the other party expressionlessly, and then looked at Su Wu, the rat clan, who was imprisoned by the heavy sword formation, sword intent, and sword qi.

He strolled forward, standing with his hands in his hands.

Su Wu slowly raised his head, looked left and right, and suddenly shook his head with a smile: "Daoist friends are cultivating like this, aren't you afraid that they will get narrower and narrower in the future?"

Sima Yuan's eyes were calm: "If it is not my race, its heart will be different." ”

He stepped forward and said faintly: "Besides, Daoist friends have already discovered the poor Dao Fei Sanqing people. ”

Su Wu's eyes moved slightly, and he said with a smile: "What if it is a disciple of the Three Qing Sects, or if it is not, in Su's opinion, they are all the same dogs, and there is not much difference." ”

He looked at Sima Yuan, his expression was slightly solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "What's more, wouldn't it be better for Daoyou not to be a disciple of the Three Qing Sects, why should you and I stick to those so-called secular rules such as 'shemales are different'." ”

He raised his head proudly and said incomprehensibly: "The cultivators of my generation are inherently unyielding to heaven and earth, and those worldly rituals and teachings that are extra imposed on us should not exist in the first place. ”

Sima Yuan smiled, seeing that Su Wu was not affected by the sword array, he got up by himself, patted the Taoist robe on his body, as if he was wiping the dust, his eyes showed a solemn look, and he said softly: "I see."

"Daoyou is the real real person who doesn't show his face."

What was revealed in front of Sima Yuan's eyes at this moment was Su Wu's true strength!

Also, if Su Wu was really vulnerable over there, then how could his brother of the Holy Mountain care so much about him, and if he didn't have the strength to match it, how could he dare to compete for the immortal fate?

After Su Wu chuckled, he shook slightly, and the sword arrays around him suddenly collapsed and scattered as if they had been hit hard, turning into luminous light and scattering.

Sima Yuan's body stiffened, and then his qi fell suddenly, as if he had suffered a heavy blow.

After a long time, his face was slightly pale, his soul was a little ethereal, and he sighed lightly.

He looked at a gem in Su Wu's hand with some complicated eyes.

He whispered, "Is this what it is?"

The gem is unpretentious, simple and simple like a mortal stone, but Sima Yuan keenly perceives that there is a power inside it that can dissolve everything.

All vitality, all power, all life and no existence.

Sima Yuan's eyes were complicated, it was not bad that he was defeated.

Defeated at the hands of this mysterious force.