"Amitabha, I heard that Master Su is a person with a connection with Buddha. Why don't we put down the butcher's knife and talk about Buddhism?" An ancient Buddha was standing among the stars, sitting upright on the white jade lotus platform, holding a flower in his hand, smiling like Bodhi, every word is full of kindness, and every word is intended to persuade people to convert.

"Master, there is so much nonsense. If Su Yang was willing to sit down and talk, we would not have traveled thousands of miles across several star fields to capture him." A monk with nine tattoos, holding a brass stick in his hand, looked like a hero, stood firmly in a wonderful position after interrupting the previous Buddhist monk's words, sealing a part of Su Yang's movable area.

"Su Yang, the king asked me to tell you that there are some things that can be completely sat down and talked about. Do you think that if the dragon clan helps you, you will be slandered?" The third person spoke was Qingyun Wudi. He was the only saint of the Qinglong clan except for the contemporary Qinglong King Qing Fenghan, so this time, the dragon clan sent him out in order to express his opinion.

Of course, it is not ruled out that Qing Fenghan believes that Su Yang has suffered some injustice, so he let Qing Yun Wudi, who is most familiar with Su Yang, come to arrest him in order to help Su Yang at the right time.

But how could the other monks not see Qing Fenghan's attitude?

Wu Ling, who also participated in the encirclement and suppression, shouted with a complicated expression: "Don't waste your time! Mr. Wu had already persuaded him at the beginning. Not only did he not appreciate it, but he made things worse and bigger, and there must be a ghost in his heart!"

The other monks seemed to have not spoken much, but they were in an important position, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, exuded the powerful aura of a saint who had attained enlightenment, and it had already formed a siege of Su Yang.

Facing these people, Su Yang did not contain any emotional silver eyes, but just swept them one by one, including familiar and unknown, and could feel the faint intention of targeting them.

"Haha!" The formation blocked and the saints surrounded and suppressed. In this desperate situation where there was no way out of the sky and no way to the ground, Su Yang let out a helpless and unwilling smile, and then he resolutely raised his head and said, "As these days, I have to trouble everyone to encircle Su."

After a simple sentence, Su Yang swung his sword lightly and said calmly: "It seems that no matter how many explanations you have, it is useless. Since you are going to fight, let's fight."

Qingyun Wudi looked at Su Yang with a complicated expression and asked, "Su Yang, do you really don't want to go back with us?"

Su Yang calmly stared at Qingyun Wudi and asked back, "Do you still know what I am?"

Qingyun Wudi choked slightly and said, "It's because I believe in you that I want to help you."

Su Yang shook his head slightly and said, "You can't help me, and Su doesn't need anyone to help me. Therefore, if you really treat Su as your friend, then now, leave immediately!"

Qingyun Wudi sighed and said, "No, the king asked me to take you back, I must take you back."

Su Yang was silent for a moment, then suddenly looked up and said, "Invincible, don't be stupid! My eldest brother doesn't understand my personality yet? He gave you the order not to take me back, but if you can't persuade me to turn back, you'll kill me in place, right?"

Qingyun Wudi didn't say anything when he heard this, but the saints changed their faces and looked at Qingyun Wudi in surprise. Someone asked on the spot: "Okay, it turns out that these several encirclements and arrests, Qingyun Wudi, you have always been working hard. No wonder Su Yang successfully escaped several times."

Qingyun Wudi's face changed again and again. He sighed and said nothing more. He just raised the sword in his hand, with a little more determination and firmness in his eyes.

Seeing this, Su Yang just smiled slightly, and did not look at Qingyun Wudi again. Instead, he looked at the saints, calmly, Xie Yi, and naturally said: "You are wrong. I am just playing with you several times."

shock!

The saints' faces changed drastically. Hearing the deep contempt from Su Yang's words was simply a shame and humiliation.

But Su Yang was really just explaining a fact, and said with a more evil look: "I know you definitely don't believe it, but it doesn't matter, because you will soon know whether what Su said next is true or false."

anger!

Since the saints have achieved the level of a saint who has attained enlightenment, who is not a stunning and beautiful person? They have even reached this level in their growth stages by overwhelming the ability of geniuses.

Therefore, all the saints are proud and confident. They are all things accumulated over a long period of time and continuous victory. Only in this way can they possess them.

But at this moment, Su Yang despised them from the bottom of his heart. How could this prevent them from being angry?

No, it seems that not all of them are. There is at least one and a half people on the scene, knowing that what Su Yang said is true.

One is that Qingyun is invincible. He is the only existence who witnessed Su Yang's growth with his own eyes, so he knows more clearly than anyone else how unfathomable he is.

Even Qingyun Invincible still remembers the evaluation of Su Yang by the two generations of Qinglong Kings, which he had never imagined.

As for that half, it is naturally Wu Ling.

On that day, in Qianshan Cave Heaven, the scene where Su Yang could defeat him with just one sword seemed to be still in front of him. However, after so many encirclements, Su Yang's performance was not particularly exaggerated, which made Wu Ling gradually suspect that the sword was an illusion. It must be that Su Yang took advantage of the loophole before he was not prepared.

In addition to the scene, Wu Ling, there were twenty saints who attained enlightenment. In some aspects, no matter how Wu Ling overestimated Su Yang, he did not think that Su Yang could pick up twenty saints who attained enlightenment, not to mention that among these saints, there were several strengths that reached the level of the third level of the saint.

Of course, this is what the normal situation should be, but who has never made Su Yang normal?

Su Yang seemed to have not seen the anger burst out from the eyes of these saints who attained enlightenment. He was still very natural, and he raised his hands very calmly and murmured slightly, as if he was murmured, "Everyone, Su thought it was not easy for you to practice before, so he did not take any action. But now it seems that Su is still a little too kind. Therefore, I will not show any mercy when I take action next. If you accidentally die under Su Yang's knife, I hope that Su will not betray her kindness, because all this is something you have asked for."

"What a big tone! Take Hong's stick first!" Finally someone couldn't help but feel that the monk who was like a hero had raised his stick and smashed it hard without saying a word.

This stick seems to have the power to pound the sky and stir up the sea, making people wonder if it can smash the blue sky with one stick.

Even looking at the hero holding a stick, there was a saint who strode his hands and praised him, claiming that the other party had reached a certain extreme in this path. Looking at the entire cultivation realm, perhaps someone could reach this level.

However, the cheers were barely halfway through, and they could no longer continue.

Because of this stick in front of Qingtian, Su Yang stood there without moving from beginning to end. He just raised a knife and easily blocked the stick, feeling a little relaxed and incredible.

"Hmm?" Haoxia glared at the tiger's eyes, and felt that his stick seemed to hit a piece of stubborn steel. Not only did he fail to shake Su Yang in the slightest, he shook his hands numb.

impossible!

These three words exploded directly in the hearts of Haoxia and the saints. In addition to being surprised, Haoxia had to continue exerting strength desperately, trying to force Su Yang to retreat even if he had a half step and try to save some face.

But no matter how hard the hero tried, Su Yang stood there like a sculpture, quietly without moving, as if he was doing an insignificant little thing, and said lightly: "As the saying goes, there are only three things. This is the third time I advise you to turn back and the last time. Do you give up?"

The hero was so angry that his forehead was bursting with blue veins, or he kept exerting force, which led to such an unusual situation.

It’s a pity that it’s impossible to shake it. No matter how hard the hero works, he can’t even make the knife in Su Yang’s hand tremble. It gives people the feeling that a child is competing with an adult, and is simply doing useless work.

But the hero's methods obviously went beyond that. After knowing that his power and Shengyuan could not compete with Su Yang at all, he decisively changed his tactics.

"Arrogant, die for me!" Wen Haoxia shouted angrily, and saw that the nine-headed black tiger painted on his upper body came to life, making a dull roar of tigers, and directly left his body and snatched towards Su Yang from close range.

Obviously, these nine black tigers are extremely not simple. With one joint force, even the first level of the saint may not be able to block it.

But Su Yang still didn't move. He just raised his hand and pointed it lightly, and asked a thunder blew up the starry sky. Nine rays of deep red thunder like blood were like battle whips. The next one came first and whipped the nine black tigers hard.

"Woo~!" The nine black tigers were the opponent of the Heavenly Punishment Blood Thunder. They let out a cry of sorrow on the spot, and they exploded into nine black fogs, flying backwards in great pain on the body of the hero, which was already ruined.

And these nine black tigers are the method of refining blood of heroes and have almost integrated into one.

So when the nine black tigers were damaged, the hero couldn't help but let out a mouthful of blood on the spot. When he was injured, he was shocked and shocked. He never thought that Su Yang was so scary.

Not only the heroes were shocked, but the saints around them also changed their faces, and their eyes were filled with various complexities and surprises.

Only Wu Ling's expression suddenly flashed with a very complicated look, as if he thought of the knife that Su Yang slashed at him that day, which made him feel deeply powerless.

However, facing the horror and fear of the saints, Su Yang still expressed his calmness, raised his head and sneered with evil spirits: "I said all the good things, but you are still so ungrateful, so Su will start a massacre today."

boom!

As Su Yang finished speaking, the power of the prehistoric world that was usually bound suddenly erupted in the most violent way like a volcano.
Chapter completed!