swoosh~

swoosh~

In just twenty seconds, four figures appeared in the sight of Su Ling and Yunmengxi.

soon.

Other martial arts powerhouses also appeared.

One minute before and after.

Sixteen martial arts experts came to Su Ling and the two of them.

Sixteen Martial Saints.

There is a heavy day.

There are also six heavens.

The will of the Martial Saint is spread freely.

space.

Constantly trembling and fluctuating.

Su Ling and Yunmengxi.

Surrounded by circles, it is difficult to fly.

The smell of destruction.

The crystal light curtain outside Shenmo Island was activated, and on the crystal light curtain, sixteen martial arts powerhouses surrounded Su Ling and Yunmengxi.

However.

Su Ling and Yunmengxi didn't panic at all.

The opposite of.

It is calm and calm.

Sword Master.

His face was extremely ugly.

Sixteen Martial Saints, even him, only had the chance to escape.

Now they have used such a big battle to deal with Yunmengxi and Su Ling. You must know that they have only entered the Misty Sect for three months, and no matter how strong they are, they cannot escape from such a siege.

a time.

Very anxious.

"The two of them are calm."

Misty Temple.

Lingchenzi and others.

Looking at the screen projected from Shenmo Island, I was extremely worried.

That's sixteen Martial Saints.

"Our holy son."

"It will be surprising."

Feng Tian said.

Although he was also curious why Su Ling was so confident.

But I thought so in my heart.

because.

The last time Su Ling and Yunmengxi came to the main hall, they were so calm in the face of his temptation.

It turns out.

Su Ling was not afraid at all.

"and many more."

The seventh battlefield, over the mountains.

Su Ling and Yunmengxi were suspended in the air.

Facing the siege of sixteen Martial Saints.

There was no panic.

but.

Seeing that the other party was about to make a move, Su Ling spoke.

"Anything else to say?"

Headed by a Martial Saint Sixth Heavenly Powerhouse.

said lightly.

I thought Su Ling asked for mercy.

after all.

The lineup on his side, let alone two arrogant powerhouses.

Even the 9th Heavenly Martial Saints of the orthodox sect.

Only for running.

"Don't you have anything to say?"

"Can't we sit down and have a good talk?"

"Have to come to die."

Su Ling spoke.

His eyes swept across the sixteen Martial Saints.

He was really curious.

As soon as he and Yunmengxi came in, they were chased and killed.

It has been almost four months since he returned to Kunlun Realm, and he has also inquired about a lot of things. No one knows how Qingxuanzong disappeared. Qingxuanzong is like a taboo.

Even if he and Yunmengxi are the Holy Son and Holy Daughter of the Misty Sect.

It shouldn't be so chasing.

It's not just a chase.

but pre-planned.

"Good and evil are incompatible."

"You kill yourself."

"You can kill her."

Wu Sheng said.

eyes.

The unbridled glance at Yunmengxi's body was extremely evil.

feel this look.

The killing intent in Yunmengxi's heart surged wildly.

"husband."

"Leave this to me."

Yunmengxi opened his mouth.

"Um."

"Be careful yourself."

"I'll take care of everything else."

Su Ling said lightly.

talking room.

Step out.

He walked towards a martial sage strong man with his hands behind his back.

There was no intention to act at all.

However.

The space shattered at this moment.

Hundreds of thousands of icy swords swept across, turning into thousands of icy swords, overwhelming the sky and rolling towards a dozen martial arts powerhouses, the earth. A radius of ten miles turned into a glacier.

Snowflakes are falling.

Ka Ka Ka

Cha Cha Cha Cha Cha Cha Cha Cha Cha Cha Cha Cha Cha Cha Cha Cha Cha Cha

a time.

Ice swords tore the sky.

at the same time.

Not only the blazing sword intent is overwhelming.

A fire dragon roared.

this side of the world.

in destruction.

chi chi~

puff~

Ah~

Ah~

Wu Sheng, vulnerable.

Like a piece of paper, it was crushed by the sword qi and sword intent, and finally torn into pieces.

Bloody fog.

Where Su Ling has been.

Everything is destroyed.

ten seconds.

Fifteen Martial Saints died.

The sixth-level Heavenly Martial Saint, headed by him, has long been frightened.

Dignified Martial Saint.

Frightened silly.

It can be seen how powerful Su Ling is.

Do not start.

Destroy the world.

What if you start?

huh~

huh~

Two sword beams run through the space.

Wusheng Sixth Heaven.

Eyes pierced.

Immediately after.

A sharp edge flashed, and a trace of blood appeared on the neck of Wusheng Sixth Layer, and his body fell to the ground.