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Su ziyue's face was gloomy, staring at the matchless son who trapped Su's party. His eyes were full of dignified color. without doubt. The sword array created by Hong Ling is absolutely powerful. Even he has no absolute assurance that he can unite with Su's people and blow it away.

Hongling's sad sword, however, has stepped into the peak of the sacred utensil. Such a terrible sword is not something that Su and his party can resist. Su ziyue also had a sacred vessel on him, but it was just enough to enter the realm of the third robbery. Even if he can fully guide the power of this holy instrument, it will only enable him to enter the holy land.

This is also because he has broken through the barrier of destiny, making his control of power further improved. Otherwise, it's just a holy relic of the third robbery. If you want a monk to have the power of the first holy land, it's just a dream.

"Why, no one is willing to come out and fight with me?" Hong Ling also held a sad sword in his hand and looked at Su's people coldly. After being promoted to the top of the holy land, the sword can easily be split into thousands of pieces. However, it needs a lot of cultivation as support.

"Your Highness, what do you mean? If you have killed my uncle Su's friar, you still want to continue to make trouble without reason?" Su ziyue's back, there are three holy land friars, the strongest one has entered the third robbery. And the other two are at the peak of the second disaster. The strength of the three of them is enough to ensure that Su's interests in Tianqi city will not be damaged. However, it was just before Hong Ling got into trouble.

"Don't put a big hat on me. You and I both know what's going on. Since you su dare to detain my friend, I can kill your friar. My patience is limited. It's up to you to decide whether to let people go or not to die with me! " Hong Ling didn't look at the three saints, but rubbed the simple sword body of the sad God.

He knew that no matter how much nonsense he talked to these people, he would not get any good results. In that case, it's better to play first. After that, we will have a good talk. The three great saints sent by the Gusu and Su's family made it clear that they wanted to suppress people. It seems that the Su family is bullying him. He is young and easy to handle. But is that really the case?

"It seems that your highness is stubborn. Since this is the case, the three supreme elders, please pay more attention to restrain your royal highness first. When he calms down, we'll talk to him about other things! " Su ziyue looked at the three holy land friars, Gongsheng said.

Let him have the sacred utensil of Hong Ling, he has no certainty of victory. In this case, why do you do that thankless thing. There are three masters of Holy Land sent by the family. Why should he do it. As long as the three saints win Hongling, the Su family will get whatever they want. As for him, Su ziyue, it's good to sit and collect the benefits of the fisherman.

"Your Highness, do you withdraw the sword array yourself, or should we help you?" A second robbery of the Holy Land friar stepped forward, his body suddenly burst out of terrible Qi. With his vast divine sense, he forcibly locked in Hong Ling's figure, as if to seize the rebellious prince by means of thunder.

"Please report your identity. My son is busy on weekdays and I don't know your name yet!" Hong Ling glanced at him and didn't pay much attention to it. Just a second robbery of heaven and man holy land, he really did not pay attention to.

"Well. It's really a kid without parents. In front of the strongmen of the holy land, they dare to be so unreasonable. Don't you think that when you talk to me, you should add the word "elder" The strongman of the Holy Land coldly took a look at Hongling, a look of relying on the old and selling the old.

"Well?" Originally, Hong Ling, who was just rubbing her sword, suddenly raised her head. In her eyes, she suddenly burst into a terrifying killing intention. He looked at the strongman of the Holy Land coldly, and his tone was as cold as ever. He sneered and said, "master? What kind of thing are you? You dare to call yourself an elder. It's just a dog of the Su family. How dare you behave in front of my son? "

"What's more, I have no education. When will it be your turn to say it? Do you want to die? " Young sword gently raised, pointing to the monk, suddenly burst out of his body a terrible sword.

"Domestic slave? Your highness, I respectfully call you your highness because of the emperor's face. Do you really think you are a man already? " The monk of Holy Land laughed angrily, and then said, "if there was no royal family of Chu behind you, I would have killed a ghost like you! Therefore, your highness, do not brag in front of a strongman in the holy land, and show no prestige

"You must understand that you are nothing without the support of the royal family of the great Chu. Therefore, your royal highness, you'd better not play any temper. Especially when you face a monk who is better than you The friar slowly stepped forward and took a big step. His Qi machine was rolling towards Hongling.

"There's no need to talk nonsense. Don't you think everything I have is given by the royal family of Chu, so you despise me. Then come on, let me see if the strongmen of the Suzhou family are qualified to say this! " Hong Ling snorted coldly, and didn't want to talk nonsense with such people.Up to now, he has been fighting for everything on his own, and the royal family of big Chu has hardly given him anything. However, in front of such a person, even if he is no longer able to explain, the other party will only believe his own views, so why waste more lip service.

Boom, he completely let go of the body for the Yan Huang emperor mirror restrictions, a body of cultivation in an instant rushed to an unattainable peak. It was so powerful that it could even suppress the terrible atmosphere that Su and his party held together. However, he did not show too much, but he could raise his cultivation to the level of the second robbery holy land. Even so, it's shocking enough.

All the people of Su's family understood that the power of Yi Hongling at this time, and the sacred vessel in his body, was definitely far more than the one su ziyue borrowed from his family. So, how strong is this sacred vessel? Is it the fourth or the fifth?

"Lizi is arrogant. If you don't get caught, you dare to attack the strongmen in the holy land. Do you want to be holy?" Seeing that Hong Ling was not retreating but advancing, the strong man of Su's holy land was instantly furious. This young man is really not afraid of his sanctity at all. Moreover, it seems that he really wants to fight against himself.

"Are young people so arrogant now?" The strong man in the Holy Land looked at Hong Ling, and his eyes were full of evil.

However, before he was in trouble, a sword light flashed quickly, like a comet in the dark stars, with a brilliant streamer. The strongman of the holy land was startled. Hong Ling's sword was so fast that he didn't even have time to react.

At the critical moment of life and death, he gritted his teeth and called out a jade pendant and threw it directly. Bang, sword light mercilessly cut on the jade pendant, instantly a strong barrier from the broken jade debris. The sword is not only castrated. Still ruthlessly cut in this barrier. Bang, the barrier is like a fragile glass, directly spread out countless ferocious cracks.

Hissing, all of the Su's who were sweeping the array on one side all took a cold breath. Hong Ling's random sword has made such a terrible power. Even if the opponent is the strong one of the second hijacking holy land, he can't react at all. How strong and fast is this sword?

The monk of holy land, who was in the barrier, was shocked and trembled slightly. This sword of Hong Ling is really terrible. Even if he had stepped into the holy land of the second robbery, he was still invincible. In other words, he didn't even know how a teenager could make a sword.

At this time, he quickly summoned the magic weapon in his body. It was a sky level sword. Although it looked good, it still had a big gap compared with the sacred weapon. The monk of the holy land of the Su family stood in the barrier with a dignified face and looked at the matchless son in front of him. He didn't own the sacred instrument. Even though he had entered the second holy land, he still couldn't afford it. At this time, he looked at the sword in Hongling's hand, and his hatred was stronger in his eyes.

Such a powerful magic weapon should be in the hands of a monk like him. But at this time it was in Hong Ling's hands, which made him full of bad taste. Why is it that a little ghost who is just at the beginning of refining and returning to the void has such a terrible holy weapon, and he can only use the long sword of heaven level magic weapon given by his family.

Is it because the boy was born in the royal family and he grew up in the folk? God is so unfair that there is such a huge gap between him and Hongling. If he had Hongling's general conditions, he would have stood on the top of the world! He hates it!

Brush, is another sword light flash, in the public's sight, mercilessly falls toward that barrier. Hong Ling is not in the mood to pay attention to the heart of the sage of Su. For him, the most important thing at this time is to get people from the Su family. Only when Xia Yan is rescued can he be at ease.

"Well, do you think the same sword will work for me?" The sage of Su snorted coldly. His sword was entangled with his holy breath of terror, and he chopped at Hongling's sad sword.

Bang, the terrible Qi machine, spreads out from the place where the two swords strike each other. As the bright fire flashed by, Hongling's sword Qi directly broke the protective barrier of the Holy Land friar. At this time, he and the sage of Su retreated back at the same time, and his body was a little embarrassed. Obviously, although the sage of Su was only in the second robbery of heaven and man's holy land, his strength was very strong.

Even if Hongling had the Yan Huang emperor mirror and the sad God sword in hand, and raised her own strength to the level of the second robbery of heaven and man's holy land, she could not win him in a short time. However, it will be sooner or later to win. Young people casually wipe on the sad God sword, the palm has a white gold metal flow light flashing, the force of the five elements Geng Jin continuously pour into the long sword.

He gently let go of the sad sword. His pupils locked. In an instant, the sword split again, forming ten long swords, which were arranged in front of him. He threw it casually, and the ten swords blasted away at the sage of Su.

These long swords are still in the middle of their journey, but they have already drawn and resonated with each other, giving birth to a terrible sword storm. Where the storm passed, the void barrier was instantly torn, revealing the deep space and time inside. Hongling held up a hand to the ten long swords and shook his palm.

Bang, in an instant, ten swords fell into the void and disappeared. He was in place, without a sword in his hand. The strongman of the Holy Land saw the ten swords disappear, and his face was full of dignified color. There is no doubt that Hongling's sword fighting skills are very famous in Tianqi city.At this time, he used the power of sacred vessels to raise the strength of his whole body to the level of holy land, and then the power of the art of imperial sword would soar to a very terrible level. He couldn't stop Hongling's sword at will. It is said that the art of sword control, which can be taken as the first level of a man thousands of miles away, will produce such earth shaking power once it is used with the power of holy land?

Seeing Hong Ling standing alone in the same place, and looking very indifferent, the sage of the Su family was not calm. Although this matchless son of the world is rebellious and undisciplined, he never does anything that he is not sure about. From killing the officials of the Ministry of punishment to the monk lianxu Hedao who became the general of the cavalry, which time was not a victory. So this time, what is his reliance on? Is it really the art of imperial sword?

Before he had time to think about it, he shot out suddenly, and the sword in his hand took Hongling's throat. Taking advantage of the disappearance of the ten flying swords, we can solve this young man first. The matchless son without weapons is at best a stronger monk. The monk of the holy land of the Su family is confident that he will be taken down.

"Hum, no matter what you plan, you can't escape the capture of our Su family today. At that time, I would like to see if the legendary matchless son is really as rebellious as the legend. No one has been able to carry the secret torture handed down by Su's family. How many times can this person endure? "

Seeing that Hong Ling was still indifferent, the sage of the Su family was infuriated. This son is really too good, no one in the face of his second robbery of heaven and man holy land, even dare to be so careless. Is he not afraid to die here?

However, without waiting for the sword of the sage of Su, the corners of Hong Ling's mouth suddenly cocked. He grabbed at the sage of Su, and suddenly his palm suddenly burst out with a terrible sword meaning. Hum, the earth shaking sound of swords reverberates in the whole sword array. The sword array formed by ten huge swords with a height of 100 Zhang also sensed a trace of killing intention in the young man's heart. At this time, they are buzzing, which is a response to Hongling.

Brush brush, the huge sword Qi, from the giant sword off, toward the shadow of Hongling's palm in the void. These sword Qi gradually solidifies the illusory palm shadow, and gradually turns it into an entity. At this time, the huge palm print was suddenly grasped by the holy man of Su family who was rushing towards him. Before he could react, he grasped it in the palm of his hand.

The saint Su's eyes were full of fear in the face of the palm print. Such a powerful blow has been far beyond the scope of his ability to bear. At this time, while the palm of his hand was not completely closed, he threw out countless sharp and terrifying swords with his long sword.

Bang, bang, bang, these sword Qi, which is enough to damage the holy land, can't shake the huge palm at this time. What's more terrifying is that the palm shadow is swallowing the sword Qi, making itself stronger. Seeing that he had nowhere to escape, the saint Su bit his teeth and shot out with his sword in both hands, trying to pierce the huge palm.

Keng, the sound of acid metal, reverberates between heaven and earth. The sword of that day's order magic weapon will be smashed at the moment it touches the giant palm. And Hongling's palm print, without hesitation, was shrouded in the Holy Land monk. Bang, that Friar's last life support body Qi, was crushed in an instant, he himself was also held in the hands of the giant palm.

Seeing that he was caught, Hongling snorted coldly and clapped hard at the ground. PA, the strongman of the holy land was severely patted on the ground, just like a dead dog. On his body, a huge sword like palm suppressed him to death, making him unable to move.

However, at this time, he did not have much panic color. Few people know that he, the sage of the Su family, also practices the earth law of the five elements. Although he was lying on the ground, but on his limbs, there was a layer of earthy yellow halo. He wanted to sand the stone under him and escape by this method.

However, soon, he was horrified to find that the force of his own soil attribute law could not erode the land in the sword array. It seems that there is a more powerful force of soil law, in his power to completely erase.

"How could it be that my soil laws were suppressed. Is it the ghost of the matchless son? " The monk lay on the ground, his eyes full of horror. This matchless son of a generation, how can there be so many fighting techniques.

However, before he wanted to understand, he suddenly sensed that there was something fast approaching in the earth under him. Their speed is incomparable, just like a dragon in the deep sea.

"What is it that has such terrible power?" The friar was a little frightened, but soon he felt that there were several small mounds of earth under him. Then he realized what these swimming things were.

"That's the sword that disappeared before!" For a moment his face turned white and his eyes were full of despair.

Hiss, the dull voice rings, it is the sharp blade pierces the skin membrane the sound of flesh and blood. Ten long swords pierced the monk's body from under him, and with a few strands of scarlet blood, they burst into the sky.

"Ah, my Dantian, my hands and feet, you even abandoned mine..." Before the monk had time to cry out, a sad sword had run through his throat and directly crushed his vocal cords.Hongling stood in the same place, a face of indifference. He came slowly, stepped on the monk's face and looked down on him.

"Yes, I abandoned your cultivation and your limbs. Even, because your mouth was not clean before, so I also discarded your vocal cords The boy slowly raised his boots and stepped down on the Friar's cheek. Click, people completely heard the sound of tooth fracture. Obviously, Hong Ling broke the teeth of the monk's half face with one foot.

"Your Highness, you have already abolished him. Why do you abuse him so much? Don't you think it's too much for you, son of Empire Su ziyue looked at Hong Ling with a gloomy face. He never thought that this young man had defeated the Holy Land friar of the Su family. He not only abolished him, but also abused him without humanity.

"Too much? Yes, that's right. I just went too far. Who called me a kid without parents' education! So, as you can see, I'm so ill bred Hongling stares at Su ziyue, chuckles and steps down again. Bang, the monk's face is completely rotten.

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