But now, the strongest of the Sacred Mountain, Naran Ruyu, had rushed over. No one knew what the final result would be.
Naran Ruyu, the Son of Saint, was rumored to be an invincible existence among his peers on the Sacred Mountain. It went without saying what it meant to be a Son of Saint on the Sacred Mountain.
A Saint was an existence that transcended all living beings. It was the pride of the heavens.
The battle between the Bawang Sect's Yi Su and the Sacred Mountain's Naran Ruyu had attracted the attention of billions of people.
In the Shenjian Gate, Elder Suruga, Elder Bai Mingshan, and the others looked up.
In the Tianxuan Sect, Jian Wannian and the others had complicated expressions.
Within Command Heaven Palace's lineup, Vice Palace Master Guanlan's eyes were filled with shock. Clearly, he had suffered quite a bit of shock.
Merciless West's eyes were cold. Seeing the blurry overlapping images in the void, she already knew what was going on. It seemed that the thing she was most worried about had happened. The Sacred Mountain had indeed made arrangements in the Sacred Martial Secret World to attack Su Yi. They had even used a killing weapon like the Soul Manipulation Talisman.
This was a sure-kill situation, but it seemed that Su Yi was lucky enough to have the same defensive method, the Soul Manipulation Talisman Shield!
"Senior Brother Nalan, come quickly!"
"Senior Brother Nalan can definitely kill that kid!"
"Great, Senior Brother Nalan is here!"
It was a complete mess, as if the earth had just been destroyed by a great earthquake. The remaining young disciples of the Holy Mountain retreated into the distance. Their faces were deathly pale, and their eyes were filled with horror. But when they saw Nalan Ruyu, they once again saw hope.
Su Yi also saw her. She seemed to be somewhere in the Sacred Martial Secret World. Nalan Ruyu had arrived.
But Su Yi ignored them. With a sneer, he was still looking at the Sacred Mountain's lineup outside the Sacred Martial Secret World.
Suddenly, everyone was shocked to see Su Yi raise his hand and point at the Holy Mountain's formation with his index finger. There seemed to be a few space bags in his hand, stained with blood, which seemed to have been obtained from Chu Zhanghuan.
"Oh my god, this is a challenge to the Sacred Mountain!"
Many people couldn't help but cry out in alarm. For some reason, they felt their hearts beating faster. That young man had killed Chu Zhanghuan of the Sacred Mountain in front of everyone, and now he was actually pointing at the Sacred Mountain.
Not to mention since ancient times, no one present had ever heard of such a thing. At the very least, they had never seen anyone in the entire Central Plains who dared to challenge the Sacred Mountain.
Staring at the young man in the void portal's projection, Elder Bing Cauldron, Wang Quande, Kuang Guilan, and the rest of the Holy Mountain's group gritted their teeth, their faces ashen, and the iciness in their eyes intensified.
"This is a provocation! If we don't crush their bones and scatter their ashes, where will the Sacred Mountain's face go?!"
The eyes of some Holy Mountain experts turned red, the corners of their eyes twitching!
Su Yi sneered, turned around, and looked at the young disciples of the Sacred Mountain who were waiting for hope in the distance.
There were not many young disciples left of the Sacred Mountain, less than two-thirds of them. Half of them had already been killed.
Su Yi's gaze, even from a distance, was inexplicably chilling.
Whoosh!
Su Yi moved, the Yuan Qi under his feet swept out, and his figure suddenly shot out like an afterimage, aiming straight for the remaining young disciples of the Sacred Mountain.
"What does that Yi Su want to do!?"
Under everyone's watchful eyes, some people could not help but feel their blood boil, their hearts tightening for no reason, and their hearts almost stopped beating.
"Not good!"
Those disciples of the Sacred Mountain, who were waiting for hope, saw the young figure coming towards them. Their eyes, which were already full of hope, instantly fell into horror again, their souls trembling for no reason.
"Run, run!"
As powerful as the disciples of the Sacred Mountain, they all looked down on everything, never putting any disciples of other sects in their eyes. But at this moment, each and every one of them looked like they had seen a fiend. They did not even have the heart to resist, only one thought deep in their hearts, and that was to run and wait for Senior Brother Nalan to come.
"Run, run, run!"
One by one, the Sacred Mountain disciples panicked, their expressions changed greatly, and scattered like birds and beasts. When they came to their senses, they immediately hurriedly fled.
Mo Baiming couldn't even withstand a single blow, and even Chu Zhanghuan was no match for him, killed in front of their eyes.
At this moment, these disciples of the Sacred Mountain, who usually looked down on everything, no longer had the courage to fight. Not to mention, they were already seriously injured, and even if they joined forces, they wouldn't be able to withstand a single blow.
Unfortunately, these disciples of the Sacred Mountain were far inferior to Chu Zhanghuan, and even compared to Mo Baiming, they were far inferior.
Even in terms of speed, they were no match for Su Yi.
Whoosh!
Su Yi was too fast, appearing in front of a Sacred Mountain disciple. With a cold glint in his eyes, a black sword appeared in his hand, emitting a dazzling light.
This sword was the sword that Mo Baiming used before.
Lone Mountain had already collapsed, and Mo Baiming was buried in a pile of rubble.
However, this extraordinary sword had appeared in Su Yi's hand at an unknown time.
Whoosh!
The sword light was like lightning, Su Yi's sword pierced forward. The sword light rapidly expanded in the disciple's eyes, and he couldn't resist at all. In the end, the sword pierced through his chest and came out from his back, his eyes closed powerlessly.
"Kill!"
In the next breath, Su Yi's figure had already appeared next to the second Sacred Mountain disciple, and his sword slashed forward without any fancy moves. The sword light was thunderous, and the sound was ear-splitting.
Swish, swish, swish …
Wherever the sword light passed, the disciple tried to escape in horror, but it was too late. He couldn't dodge in time, and in despair, his body was directly cut in half, blood splashing everywhere.
Su Yi began a massacre, his eyes surging with killing intent.
The Sacred Mountain already wanted to kill him, so why should he restrain himself?!
Su Yi began a massacre at this moment. Killing one was killing, killing a hundred or a thousand was also killing.
He would kill as many as he could, until the Sacred Mountain felt heartache.
Bang, bang!
Su Yi's figure was like a ghost, like a reaper reaping the harvest. Wherever he passed, Sacred Mountain disciples would be beheaded, blood splashing everywhere. This was a massacre.
The Sacred Mountain disciples had always been high and mighty.
The disciples of the Sacred Mountain represented absolute strength among their peers. They were unreachable existences among their peers.
In the vast Central Continent, all young people dreamed of becoming a Sacred Mountain disciple.
But at this moment, millions of eyes saw the Sacred Mountain disciples fleeing in all directions like birds and beasts, unable to withstand a single blow. They were completely slaughtered, so weak and helpless.
"So this is the Sacred Mountain!"
Some people in the crowd couldn't help but have doubts. Was this the so-called Sacred Mountain that deceived countless people in Central Continent?
Of course, not many people would really doubt the Sacred Mountain.
The Sacred Mountain disciples were definitely strong, and every one of them was a genius. All of this was because the Bawang Sect's Yi Su was too strong, so strong that he was like a monster.
"No, no!"
"Nalan, hurry up!"
"My disciple!"
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