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Chapter 640

Words:2544Update:22/06/18 02:10:24

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"Do you know me?" Su Yu frowned slightly.

"I … I don't know him." The Eighth Saint Master averted his gaze, not daring to look Su Yu in the eye.

A strange look flickered in Su Yu's eyes, and he said calmly, "So, you know who I am? Well, stand aside, and I will ask you later."

Hearing this, the Eighth Saint Master didn't hesitate at all. His forehead was filled with cold sweat, and he stepped aside. He didn't even try to escape.

His attitude was extremely respectful!

This scene caused the violet haired young man to be shocked to the extreme.

What was the background of this peculiar silver-haired youth? How could a dignified Holy Master be afraid of him to such an extent?

"Were you the one who destroyed the Dry Cloud Five Elemental Formation and the warship?" Su Yu looked at the devilish purple-haired youth and asked calmly.

The devilish purple-haired young man suddenly felt that a great calamity was about to befall him. He retreated continuously and looked at the Eighth Saint Master for help.

However, at this moment, the Eighth Saint Master lowered his head and did not even dare to look at him.

"Your Excellency, I didn't mean to offend you, so please forgive me." The devilish purple-haired youth felt an indescribable pressure emanating from Su Yu, and his heart trembled as he spoke.

Forgive me? Su Yu shook his head slightly. The Eighth Saint Master hadn't lost a single soldier, so Su Yu could talk about it later.

However, he had destroyed the warship and caused many casualties. Instead, they were begging him for forgiveness.

Even though Su Yu wasn't a member of the Heavenly Law Alliance, he still couldn't forgive him.

"Since you have come here, then stay here forever," Su Yu said calmly.

The devilish purple-haired young man's expression changed drastically, and he didn't even think before he turned around and fled!

Sensing the threat of death, the young man's potential was stimulated. His figure soared into the sky like a stream of light, passing through the cracks of the melted battleship and flying out.

Once he charged out, it would be difficult for Su Yu, who was only a Level One Fairy, to catch up to him.

The gap was not far. In a breath's time, the young man flew over and was about to pass through the gap.

Suddenly, a pink mist filled the air in front of the crack, and a palm-sized Qilin walked out of the pink mist. Moreover, a small hoof fiercely stomped over.

Ah —

The devilish purple-haired young man cried out in pain. His face was bruised and swollen, and he held his face as he howled in pain.

Little Qilin raised its head high with a complacent look on its face.

"I'll kill you …" The devilish purple-haired youth flew into a rage. At this critical moment, a beast had blocked his way!

However, as soon as the words left his mouth, a cold voice came from behind him, "I'm afraid you won't be able to kill anyone except yourself."

Whoosh –

A cold air-piercing sound reverberated in his ears.

The devilish purple-haired youth's hair stood on end, and a sense of danger enveloped his heart. However, his reaction was extremely fast, and he didn't even think before shaking out two pieces of paper figurines from his sleeve.

The paper dolls were surrounded by vital energy and grew in the wind. In the blink of an eye, they turned into two devilish purple-haired youths.

Their bodies were as thin as paper, and only their appearances were exactly the same as the purple-haired youth.

Clang —

The sound of metal colliding resounded. It was unknown what material the paper man was made of, but it actually managed to block the small golden sword for a moment!

However, it was only for a moment.

Chi-la —

With a flip of the small golden sword, the paper man was immediately cut open as if it was cutting through mud.

The devilish purple-haired youth's scalp went numb. "Semi-manufactured Spiritual Artifact …"

His paper man was a top-grade High Grade Divine Artifact, and it was extremely tough. After testing it, many self-proclaimed sharp Semi-manufactured Spiritual Artifacts could only leave some marks on it. This was the first time that it had been cut open!

However, the appearance of the two paper men gave him time to dodge.

"Don't push it too far. Neither of us wants to see a life-and-death struggle, right?" The devilish purple-haired youth returned to the battleship and wore a five-colored glove. It was a glove made of Thunder Herb.

At the same time, he took out a hammer that was glistening with tears from his sleeve.

"The tribulation lightning in here is enough to kill all of you. Although I might also be attacked, none of you will have an easy time!" The devilish purple-haired youth shouted angrily.

At this moment, the Eighth Saint Master raised his head, and his pupils shrank slightly. His dignified face immediately darkened. "Beast! Put it down! Do you want to kill me as well? "

The devilish purple-haired youth was afraid, but as death approached, his courage increased. "Humph! Put it down so that you can come and save me! "

"Eighth Saint Master, you didn't even try to resist. I have to say that you are a disgrace among the Saint Masters!" the devilish purple-haired youth said hatefully.

The Eighth Saint Master was left speechless. He stared at the magical treasures and said, "Sir, be careful! These are magical treasures bestowed by the Eighth Saint Master. They were originally bestowed upon the Seventh Saint Master, and he was supposed to escort them. I didn't expect that he would dare to touch the treasures bestowed upon him by the Fifth Saint Master. He is really daring!"

"This magical treasure is a semi-manufactured Spiritual Artifact, and it contains a shocking Disastrous Thunder. Anyone below the Second Level Fairy Realm will be instantly annihilated! He didn't refine this treasure, so he can't control the Disastrous Thunder within it. Once he activates it, it will not only kill him, but it will also kill us. Most of the crew members on the battleship will be killed, "the Eighth Saint Master explained to Su Yu.

Su Yu's gaze was calm as he pondered … Who are the Fifth Saint Master and the Seventh Saint Master?

Su Yu had probably heard of the Saint Masters before any of the ordinary people in the Zhenlong Continent. In the past, when he had successfully activated the Pure Divine Decree, the Ninth Saint Master had claimed that he was suppressing Su Yu on behalf of Heaven.

However, it was fortunate that the Heavenly Law Alliance had appeared and fought with the First World Senior. Thus, Su Yu had managed to avoid a disaster.

Now, he had heard of the Eighth Saint Master, the Seventh Saint Master, and the Fifth Saint Master.

"Alright, I got it," Su Yu replied casually. He then took a step forward, his gaze ice-cold. "Do you want me to do it, or do you want to do it yourself?"

The devilish purple-haired youth was frightened when he saw Su Yu approaching him. Is this guy really not afraid of death?

This pair of magical treasures had been used by the Fifth Saint Master before, and its might was astonishing!

Even the Eighth Saint Master was afraid of it, let alone the Half Fairy Su Yu!

"Fine, you asked for it. Even if I have to suffer heavy injuries, I will still kill you!" The devilish purple-haired youth clenched his teeth. Perhaps the Disastrous Thunder would turn him into ashes, but if he didn't use it, he would surely be killed by the youth in front of him.

He could only risk his life and give it a try!

He imbued his Vital Energy into the hammer with his left hand. Immediately, the lightning that was swimming around the hammer became restless. Many red lightning bolts seemed like small snakes that were jumping around.

Many wisps of destructive energy were emitted from the hammer, causing everyone to tremble in fear.

Boom!

With a thunderous roar, a red disastrous thunder, which was as thick as an arm, suddenly shot out, bringing with it an earth-shattering might!

As soon as it appeared, a scorching aura appeared in the air. All of them, who were within a radius of ten thousand feet, felt their entire bodies go numb. It was as if there were tiny lightning bolts coursing through their flesh.

At the same time, their hearts started to tremble uncontrollably.

Everyone's eyes were reflecting the red disastrous thunder, and their hearts were in their throats!

The feeling of being infinitely close to death surged crazily in everyone's hearts.

Long Juexin and Old Chen's bodies stiffened. Facing the real disastrous thunder, they couldn't even move an inch. The destructive will within the disastrous thunder made it so that they didn't even have the heart to resist it.

Even the Eighth Saint Master's expression changed drastically. He quickly used his Vital Energy to protect his body, and he even took out several defensive magical treasures.

Even so, the Eighth Saint Master's face was still as pale as a sheet, and his heart was filled with despair.

How could a mere Grade Two Fairy like him block a magical treasure that had been used by the Fifth Saint Master?

However, he didn't panic like Long Juexin and Old Chen. Instead, he fixed his gaze on Su Yu.

Everyone else was trembling with fear, but Su Yu didn't seem to care about the terrifying disastrous thunder, as he slowly approached the devilish purple-haired youth.

"Die!" The devilish purple-haired youth was truly frightened by Su Yu. Su Yu didn't even try to defend himself, as he continued to walk towards him!

Roar!

Indistinctly, it sounded like the angry roar of a thunder dragon.

The red disastrous thunder turned into a fragmentary shadow as it escaped from the awl.

However, just as the disastrous thunder left its body, a shocking scene unfolded before everyone's eyes.

Su Yu didn't retreat. Instead, he took a step forward, and a five-colored armor appeared in his palm. He then pressed it against the red disastrous thunder!

The angry sound of thunder, which had filled the sky, suddenly stopped!

The red disastrous thunder was directly suppressed by the five-colored palm and forced back into the awl!

This scene caused Long Juexin and Old Chen to widen their eyes in disbelief. Suppressing the disastrous thunder with just one hand … Is this something that a human can do?

The Eighth Saint Master's pale face regained some color, and a bitter, self-mocking smile appeared on his face. "I really ran into this little monster."

The devilish purple-haired youth was stunned. His whole body stiffened, and he couldn't move an inch.

His heart was filled with bewilderment. How could disastrous thunder be forcefully suppressed?

Swoosh!

His palm was empty, as the awl in his hand had been taken away by Su Yu.

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