"Old man, you are quite confident. Do you really think you can keep me?"

Su Lingtian smiled sneeredly.

"Good boy, he's dead to the forefront and is still so arrogant. In my eyes, you and your ten thousand army are just ants. If you don't join the supreme martial arts, you are all ants!"

Huangpu clouds were low and confident, and the voices of confidence resounded throughout the square.

The terrible pressure on his body condensed into a huge wave, shooting towards Su Lingtian.

But he was shocked to find that his pressure on Su Lingtian was as if water had entered the sea, and could not cause any waves.

Su Lingtian stood in front of him with a calm expression, not affected by his pressure at all.

"This? Even the martial arts practitioners could not resist my pressure, and this young man was fine at all."

Huangpuyun's face changed drastically and he said incredibly.

However, I immediately thought of something and my face became normal.

Su Lingtian has a strange treasure on his body. If he can ignore his own pressure, it must be the function of the strange treasure.

"Boy, even if you have the protection of a strange treasure on you, you can't escape my palm. Please accept your fate!"

Huangpuyun's face turned up, and his whole body burst out, causing the entire ground on the top of the mountain to crack, which was extremely terrifying.

The strong murderous aura seemed to have become substantial, turning into a sharp hurricane, and the torn person was in severe pain.

"Protect the master!"

Dian Wei and Mulan shouted anxiously.

Ten thousand Qinglong Army instantly surrounded Su Lingtian and protected him in the center.

A heavy shield appeared in their hands, standing in front of the formation, forming a defensive formation to resist Huangpuyun's attack.

In the void not far away, Mo Qingling looked at the sudden situation with a anxious look on his face.

"Aunt Mei, can you save this bad guy? I don't want him to die at Huangpu Yun's hands."

She looked at the beautiful woman beside her pitifully and asked for the words anxiously.

With Aunt Mei's strength, as long as she is willing to take action, no ten Huangpu Yun will be her opponent.

The beautiful woman beside Mo Qingling had a cold face, wearing a gorgeous pink dress, charming and charming face, with a thirty-year-old face.

Chu Renmei smiled and said, "It's okay to save him, but the lady wants to promise me that she will no longer be willful and follow me back to the Duke's Mansion."

Mo Qingling fell into deep thought and struggle, and his expression was very reluctant to leave.

Finally, he closed his eyes in pain. He didn't want Su Lingtian to die like this.

The Buddha used all his strength to spit out a few words: "I promise you."

Chu Ren smiled beautifully, and his smile was very bright, like a blooming rose.

"Miss, don't worry, with me here, no one can hurt that boy. After saving that boy, we will return to the Duke's Mansion."

Just as Chu Renmei was about to take action, her face suddenly changed and she said in a deep voice: "Miss, we don't need to take action, someone comes to save this kid."

She immediately stopped her plan to take action.

Without any last resort, Chu Renmei didn't want to expose herself.

The Mohist family has many enemies, so they can not be exposed, so they naturally should not be exposed as much as possible.

On the battlefield, Huangpu Cloud's overwhelming power enveloped the entire audience, showing his arrogant power.

His thin palms kept growing, and with his surging power, he covered the ten thousand Qinglong Army.

The terrible energy made the Qinglong Army look painful and struggled to support them.

Each shield casts a ray of light, forming a golden light shield in the sky to resist the giant palm.

"Saint Lord, projecting ten martial arts realms at one time out of bounds will consume a lot of energy. It will take some time to prepare, otherwise it will damage your body. You must defend it first."

Zhuge Liang's anxious voice kept echoing in Su Lingtian's mind.

When you travel through the sky and arrive at the outside world, you are not only limited by Su Lingtian's cultivation level, but also release it, which requires energy consumption.

And this energy consumes Su Lingtian's mental power.

The Ten Martial Realm of Su Lingtian is the maximum amount that he can withstand at this time.

Otherwise, if you put out tens of thousands of Zunwu Realm, what else can Huangpu Cloud calculate?

"I didn't expect this army to use a powerful battle formation. It's incredible. I'm even more interested in the treasure inheritance you have obtained."

Huangpuyun's face became gloomy. In the vast Jizhou, only the personal troops of the four Heavenly Kings Palaces could use them.

Then all the power burst out to the extreme and shouted: "Blood Evil God Palm!"

The first-level battle skills of the emperor!

Suddenly, blood clouds surged, condensed into a huge blood palm, which continued to expand and landed on the Qinglong Army with its extraordinary power.

Su Lingtian stared at the blood palm that was getting closer and closer, his face looking ugly.

This is the first time he felt closest to death since he traveled through another world.

He still underestimated the people in the world.

Although the holy world is powerful, it is limited by the sky.

There are many people in this world who can take his life.

"Su Lingtian, you accept your fate and don't resist meaninglessly."

Huangpuyun's calm voice echoed in his heart, like a heavy hammer hitting him.

"Holy Lord, you have to hold on, the energy is about to be ready."

Through the mirror of the great road, Zhuge Liang wrinkled to the extreme when he saw the situation outside.

boom!

The light shield formed by the 10,000 Qinglong Army was directly shattered by the blood palm.

Puff!

The terrifying energy instantly knocked away a large number of soldiers.

"I am so scared that the energy, the strength of Senior Huangpu has already reached the level that we can only look up to."

The group of people watching the game sighed in horror.

"Swear to protect the Holy Lord to the death!"

The battle formation was broken, and the Qinglong Army was not panicked at all, and they were ready to die. They rushed towards the Blood Palm one after another.

They received the order of the Death Army and used their blood to prevent the blood palm from falling down, and bought time for the Holy Lord.

They have no regrets to be able to sacrifice themselves for the Holy Lord!

"Ants flying into the fire!"

Faced with the Qinglong Army that was constantly rushing towards him, Huangpu Yun was immediately annoyed.

The power of the whole body exploded, and the power of the world's blood palm became even more terrifying.

The Qinglongs who came to block the blood palm were all impacted by the powerful energy, shattering their internal organs and exploding their bodies and dying.

anger!

anger!

anger!

Seeing that his people were ruthlessly massacred by Huangpu Yun, Su Lingtian's eyes were bloody at this time.

Anger was like a vast ocean, flooding the entire Tiansheng Mountain.

"Old man, I will never let you go, I will kill you!"

Su Lingtian roared to the sky, danced wildly, and a scarlet light shot out from his eyes.

Suddenly, a burst of light shining brighter than the sun came from behind him.

The terrifying fighting spirit suddenly burst out from his body.

Huh!!!

The world changes color, and the wind and clouds rise.

The sudden change in the world immediately attracted the attention of everyone present, and they were surprised what had happened.

Even Huangpu Yun frowned slightly at this time, staring at the strong light behind Su Lingtian.
Chapter completed!