The God of Sky & Earth

Thinking of this, Su Yi not only felt nothing in his heart, but also felt that this woman was a bit boring.

If everyone knew that Su Yi had such thoughts in his heart, I'm afraid that the hatred towards Su Yi would directly increase exponentially.

"Why, are you dumbfounded?" Chang Mengli tilted his head, and there seemed to be a vague sense of provocation in his eyes.

"Do you think you are good-looking?" Su Yi ruthlessly snapped back.

Obviously, he didn't expect Su Yi's reaction to be this way. Chang Mengli had absolute confidence in his figure and appearance. He took two steps back, and the perfect figure in front of him flowed past Su Yi like the most beautiful scroll.

A kind of intoxicating gentleness immediately fascinated countless warriors in the audience, shouting how wonderful.

"I think I'm much prettier than Liu Ruoxi! What do you think?"

As the words fell, Chang Mengli glanced at Liu Ruoxi in the audience, the endless ridicule and arrogance in her eyes seemed to represent her future sage of the living holy mountain.

In the eyes of others, the Nine Saints, who are as noble as snow lotus, are worthless.

"Su Yi..." Liu Ruoxi's jade body was facing the wind, and she clenched her fragrant hands slightly.

Liu Ruoxi wouldn't be afraid of anything if she fought in an open and honest manner, but Chang Mengli's offensive inexplicably caused a sour feeling in her heart.

Turning her head, her exquisite and unparalleled eyes were fixed on Duanmu Xiaoman's body, with a graceful temperament, Duanmu Xiaoman, who was like a light cloud coming out of Xiu, seemed to be standing on a high mountain, and it was difficult for anyone to reach out and touch.

But Liu Ruoxi knew that she only had Su Yi in her eyes, but she didn't have any feeling of rivalry with Duanmu Xiaoman.

"Palace Master Duanmu also likes Su Yi, but why don't I feel so sour?"

Liu Ruoxi smiled wryly, who was she worrying about?

As soon as Tianfeng is over, his fate will be completely sealed. Whichever Tianfeng ranks higher will shoulder the mission of the Holy Mountain, retrieve the Tianfeng Divine Sword, and inherit the order of the Holy Mountain.

And I can only assist the new emperor wholeheartedly, unconsciously feeling the end of Xuehonglou and Yuchi Changfeng beside me, my heart is suddenly filled with loneliness and nostalgia.

On the battle stage, two people who look quite suitable always catch everyone's attention, one is elegant and the other is charming and affectionate.

I saw Su Yi shook his head, and said loudly: "First, in terms of appearance, you are no match for my master, Goddess of Yutian, Duanmu Xiaoman!"

Randomly, smacking his lips and squinting his eyes, Su Yi looked Chang Mengli up and down, put his chin on his hand, and said seriously.

"It's your temperament, you are even more inferior to my Liu Ruoxi!"

The previous sentence had caused Chang Mengli's eyes to change drastically, but after the second sentence, Chang Mengli's eyes were full of anger, and his pretty face turned cold!

The biggest taboo for women is being told that they are inferior! Especially this kind of woman who thinks she is good at seeing no friends!

He should be made more aware of the reality.

Su Yi stopped Chang Mengli's figure who was about to charge forward, blocked it with his palms, and said loudly: "Third, at your age, you almost have wrinkles, and you are not as good as my wife, Liu Ruoxi!"

Three sentences, one sentence is more ruthless than one sentence, everyone knows the consequences of angering a woman.

What's more, as the saint of the Holy Mountain, countless people are also hating Su Yi while lamenting Su Yi's courage.

To speak maliciously and verbally attack such a beautiful woman!

The anger in Chang Mengli's eyes had reached an unbearable level, her knuckles glowed purple, and the crackling sound shocked everyone.

"At first I wanted you to join the Holy Mountain, but now I've changed my mind. Go to hell! Go to hell!"

A cold smile appeared on the corner of Su Yi's mouth, and the handprints of both hands quickly condensed, and the surging waves swept across Putian, and a group of fiery wind and fire quickly compressed the space in front of him.

Chang Mengli, who passed through the space, seemed to have become a little deformed, Su Yi finally added.

"One more sentence for you, don't think you are a treasure, you are in my eyes! It's just a ball of excrement!"

"I'll go! How dare you say it!"

"That's the holy lady of the Holy Mountain. She showed her kindness to you, but she insulted you so directly and violently?"

"Is his feud with the Holy Mountain so deep?"

Su Yi's last sentence completely stunned everyone's eyes. While staring blankly at Su Yi, they also paid attention to the expression of the Holy One.

The saint's face was cold, and there seemed to be a bit of helplessness in his eyes, but the holy fire was already furious, and his white hair was flying domineeringly. He was stopped by several people and did not rush to the stage.

As the Supreme Elder, although he has long since returned to cultivation, he has always had a lot of affection for these holy sons and saints, watching them grow up.

To scold the future of the holy mountain is to scold the holy mountain, to beat the holy son and kick the holy woman is to level the holy mountain.

It's like the collapse of Su Yi's mountain gate makes no difference!

"The grievance between him and Shengshan is too deep!" Shengzun shook his head, knowing that besides Liu Ruoxi, no one will resolve this grievance.

Among the crowd, a small figure kept nodding its head, it was Su Kuangge whom Su Yi admired in his heart.

"Okay, this is the person I, Su Kuangge, am looking for!"

Situ Liuyun shook his head, and said in a low voice: "In the Divine Sword Sect, Su Yi is too crazy and Mu Yao is too arrogant, but these two are extremely talented!"

Right now, the Divine Sword Sect has already created the best record in thousands of years, Liu Yunfeng was defeated, and Mu Yao successfully entered the top 200.

The current person and Yun Lingfeng, who he didn't recognize, also entered the top 200, but Situ Liuyun couldn't be happier.

Looking at Su Yi, who was aloof and elegant, on the battle platform, Situ Liuyun felt mixed feelings.

If there was no pressure from the sect to wait for Su Yi's return, the Divine Sword Sect would have a different scene right now!

Hiding behind Situ Liuyun, a pair of dark eyes like ghosts stared at Su Yi in front of him.

"Su Yi, I want you to beg for me in front of everyone!" Yun Lingfeng was as cold as a knife, his whole temperament was dark and terrifying, and his complexion changed from white and tender to black.

"boom!"

On the stage, Chang Mengli was already bleeding with qi, the holy king's protective energy lingered all over his body, a long sword towered over the sky, the phantom behind him condensed, and the image of the holy king shot out directly.

"You who are at the second level of Yuanhuang Realm really think I have a crush on you! Go and make amends to Yuhen!" Chang Mengli shouted tenderly!

In a short moment, the image of the holy king directly pushed away the ripples in the space around him.

In an instant, the energies of the heavens and the earth converged, the wind and clouds turbulent, and a majestic golden light pierced through the space and flashed.

The coercion of the soul like a tide burst from the sky at the moment when the image of the holy king swooped, and instantly a crack in space spread around it and spread lasing!

"go to hell!"

The domineering golden light covered the sky, and the surrounding space shattered inch by inch. Immediately, the huge handprint of the statue of the holy king slammed down!