The God of Sky & Earth

Obviously, Liu Ruoxi was also scared at this moment.

A crystal dewdrop slid down from his cheek and dripped onto the ground.

There was only a muffled sound of "bang" in the void, the sonorous sword shadow did not cause Su Yi to be split into two or Lingbao Pavilion torn apart.

The monstrous huge golden sword shadow froze in mid-air out of thin air, extremely stiff.

I saw that the golden sword blade in the air touched an ice blue horse, and it was difficult to chop it down.

Afterwards, the terrifying water attribute energy rioted, quickly climbing over the golden sword shadow like a plague.

The twisted space vortex storm was like falling into the world of ice and snow, and it was completely frozen in an instant, and the golden yellow was quickly occupied by ice blue light.

There was only a crisp explosion, and the golden energy of the Holy King's Qi turned into a rain of light and scattered in the sky, and the domineering sword glow quickly disappeared into the air.

"Chi la la!"

The sound of energy bursting in the mid-air came directly to the body-protecting qi of the holy fire, and spread out fiercely.

"Eldest Son, be careful!"

Elder Shenghuo obviously didn't expect such a thing to happen, and when his pupils shrank suddenly, two golden and blue rays of light rushed towards him.

Vaguely, one can only feel a moon-white figure flying by out of thin air, it is a strong man, an absolute strong man!

It is the existence that the holy flame itself must look up to.

Immediately afterwards, the soul coercion came overwhelmingly, and the water attribute all over the sky brought a icy chill to the hot air. When I looked at Elder Shenghuo again, I had already retreated to the position where Xuehonglou and the others were.

The experience in his eyes, the fear and horror were beyond words, Yuchi Changfeng frowned even more, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

"It's her!" Looking in Guangyu's direction, Su Yi was supported by Jing Baiqi and Jing Baihua, and was more than ten meters away from Lingbao Pavilion.

The woman standing in front of her was dressed in a moon-white robe, with a graceful and noble temperament, and there was a sense of being out of the dust in her coldness. She looked at the holy mountain and her party lightly, just like looking at ants.

"Damn! Old man Shenghuo! What did I say! I told you not to destroy my Lingbao Pavilion! Are you deaf!" Jing Baihua put down Su Yi like a shrew cursing, and howled with his hands on his hips.

"Who used force in front of my Lingbao Pavilion?" Jing Baiqi also changed from his gentle and gentle appearance before, revealing his murderous aura to the fullest, with an indescribably strong blood aura that made Su Yi who was standing beside him Can't help but look sideways slightly.

"Sure enough, it's all kinds of strange things! It's obvious that you set up a game! You really know how to play it!" Su Yi twitched his mouth and rolled his eyes.

Taking a closer look, Jun Haotian, Elder Gu Yue and others behind him had all come out of the Lingbao Pavilion, and they all frowned when they saw the scene in front of them.

"You're all here!" Su Yi smiled lightly, shrugged his nose, and felt embarrassed in his heart.

"Su Yi! Who hurt you? Seriously! Which beast! I will avenge you!"

Jun Haotian looked at Su Yi anxiously, looked Su Yi up and down, checking for any injuries.

Su Yi waved his hand, nodded and said, "It's all right! Why are you here!"

"We're here to participate in the Bachong Wind and Cloud Meeting! Palace Master Gu Yue brought us here!" Jun Haotian lowered his voice, looked at Su Yi solemnly, and was suddenly very puzzled.

"Why am I here too?"

Jun Haotian smiled brightly, and said lightly: "Brother Su Yi, you are a quirky spirit, there must be many ways, but Palace Master Duanmu arrived before us, so I don't know!"

Hearing these words, a warm current flowed through Su Yi's heart, Fengyunhui is usually led by elders.

For herself, Duanmu Xiaoman could instantly feel a slight movement in her heart.

"Lingbao Pavilion, what do you mean? Su Yi has a sworn hatred with us! Don't make enemies with the Holy Mountain!"

Jing Baiqi and Jing Baiwei looked at each other, as if hearing the most ridiculous joke, they looked at Elder Shenghuo pitifully.

"No one dares to talk to Lingbao Pavilion yet! Are you stupid, old man?" Jing Baiwei's eyes kept changing, and his face was covered with strange expressions.

But Duanmu Xiaoman who was standing in front said lightly: "Yi'er, come here!"

Su Yi straightened up immediately, quickly came to Duanmu Xiaoman's side, and said respectfully: "Here!"

As for apprenticeship, Duanmu Xiaoman had made an agreement with Su Yi, don't talk about it right now, it is good for Yutian Palace and Su Yi.

Naturally, at this time, Su Yi did not call Duanmu Xiaoman his master.

"The lives of these two people are yours! What do you want to do with them!"

Duanmu Xiaomanyue looked cold, looking at Yuchi Changfeng and the holy fire faintly, with a trace of disgust.

"You! Duanmu Xiaoman! Don't be ashamed to speak out there! The Holy Lord is coming to the Nether City, this is not your Tianyu Palace!"

Sheng Huo cursed loudly, even in the face of such a peerless beauty, Sheng Huo continued to bombard her like a cannonball.

"Wait!"

Yuchi Changfeng looked at Duanmu Xiaoman carefully, the woman in front of her had a pointed oval face, her eyes moved down, and her radiant neck was like snow jade.

The two towering and plump snowballs immediately made Yuchi Changfeng secretly swallow a mouthful of saliva, and licked his parched lips!

With a slight glance, Yuchi Changfeng had already lost his mind, and then, he stepped forward and said that he thought he was graceful.

"I've heard for a long time that Palace Master Duanmu's appearance is unparalleled, and seeing him this time, he's really impressive. Xiaoke Yuchi Changfeng, I have some grievances with Su Yi. I wonder if we can resolve them by ourselves in the Tianfeng Ranking Tournament?"

"Yi'er, what do you think?"

Duanmu Xiaoman asked Su Yi's opinion softly, in comparison, it was like slapping Yuchi Changfeng in the face.

The slightly arched hands were clenched tightly, the knuckles were white, and a feeling of resentment and jealousy burst out instantly, and the jealousy was burning.

"Yes, but I don't like Yuchi Changfeng's eyes. How about we keep his eyeballs for interest?"

The corners of Su Yi's mouth curled up slightly, and he looked at Yuchi Changfeng with a hint of teasing.

Duanmu Xiaoman's indifferent expression was instantly as cold as ice and snow, and his heart moved slightly, Su Yi observed himself really carefully.

"Okay! Listen to you!" A few words let everyone know the weight of Su Yi in Duanmu Xiaoman's heart.

Everyone on the scene gasped, and the elder Shenghuo shouted violently, pulling Yuchi Changfeng behind him.

"Presumptuous! Do you really think that there is no one in my holy mountain!"

Su Yi took a step forward, and the people in the Holy Mountain behind him also took a step forward, forming a confrontation. Looking at Liu Ruoxi among them, they seemed to be lost, and the hatred for the Holy Mountain in Su Yi's heart became even stronger.

"Yuchi Changfeng, you asked for this!"

"Don't even think about it, kid!"

The holy fire's face was low, and he stomped the ground in an instant, space ripples surged in front of him in an instant, blocking Yuchi Changfeng's body, and the golden holy energy behind him was like a meteorite piercing the sky, covering Duanmu Xiaoman and Su Yi overwhelmingly.