Su Ziyang listened to these strange conversations and thought to himself, 'Not good.'
'It's over, it's over, I've been pulled into a cultivation world again.'
'This world is so big, it won't be easy to leave.'
'What should I do?'
'I should first figure out the situation and ask what kind of world this is.'
Thinking of this, Su Ziyang looked at the man in white who was pointing his sword at him. "Little brother, what kind of world is this? Where is this? "
Hearing this, the man in white showed anger on his face.
Pointing his sword at Su Ziyang, his eyes were like an eagle, and his killing intent was incomparably strong.
"Sneak attacking the Sky Sword Sect, you actually dare to ask where it is? Courting death! "
After saying that, the man in white waved his sword, and a silver light flashed, turning into sword lights that formed a circle and shot towards Su Ziyang.
The air was pierced and the sound of explosions sounded continuously.
When the other disciples saw this scene, their faces changed drastically and they were shocked.
"Oh my god, sword qi materialized, Senior Brother Yang is amazing!"
"Too terrifying, Senior Brother Yang is worthy of being the number one outer sect disciple!"
"Amazing, Senior Brother Yang is making a move, today we will definitely capture this little thief!"
Such voices continued to ring out in the surroundings.
Below, on a mountain peak, there were countless onlookers.
Everyone was holding a long sword and looking at the sky with a face full of shock.
"Wow, Senior Brother Yang is so strong! That kid is dead for sure! "
"Amazing, if I had the strength of this native, I would die without regrets!"
"That's right, in the Sky Sword Sect, if I can become an inner sect disciple, this is the pinnacle of my game."
Below, the voices of the onlookers came.
These voices, without missing a word, all entered Su Ziyang's ears.
"Game?"
Hearing these words, Su Ziyang's eyes lit up.
In that case, he had returned to the Dragon God World.
That's great.
He was really scared to death, thinking that he had come to a cultivation world.
This way, he was much more relieved.
Su Ziyang completely ignored the sword light in front of him.
On the other side, the young man in white looked at Su Ziyang's appearance and couldn't help but feel resentful and gnash his teeth.
"Brat, so arrogant? I will definitely cut you into pieces! "
The white-clothed young man increased the strength in his hand.
There were no surprises.
All the sword light enveloped Su Ziyang.
"Ding ding …"
The sound of metal clashing could be heard.
When these sword lights hit Su Ziyang's body, bursts of fire burst out.
It did not cause any harm to Su Ziyang.
Such a scene strongly stimulated everyone's eyes. Their faces were full of disbelief.
After a long while.
"My horse! Unharmed? Even Senior Brother Yang can't beat this kid? "
"It can't be, right? His body is made of golden steel? His clothes aren't even torn? "
"Heavens! Monster! He's definitely an old monster that has lived for tens of thousands of years!"
Such voices continued to ring out in the crowd.
Immediately after.
"The old monsters are attacking! Elders, Sect Leader, save us!"
"The old freak is here! Our Heavenly Sword Sect is in danger!"
"Run! Run!"
The ground was in a mess.
Everyone rode their flying swords and fled at high speed.
The white-clothed young man stood in front of Su Ziyang. The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and his face was extremely ugly.
Immediately after, his face changed from ugly to frightened.
I actually want to kill this old monster. Isn't this courting death?
It's over.
The white-clothed young man had no fighting spirit at all.
He stood in place with a dispirited look.
There was no one around him.
The others all fled cleanly.
As for him?
He also wanted to escape, but his strength did not allow it.
His legs were trembling, and the strength in his body could only support him from falling to the ground.
"Se … … Senior, spare … …"
Before he finished speaking, the white-clothed young man found that his body was flying toward Su Ziyang uncontrollably.
"Little guy, don't be afraid. I have no malice. I just have something to ask you." Su Ziyang said.
Hearing this, the white-clothed young man breathed a sigh of relief, and his violently beating heart felt much better.
"Se … … Senior, please ask." The white-clothed young man said.
Su Ziyang had not spoken yet.
At this time.
"Swoosh … …"
Dozens of rays of light shot straight up from the ground.
In the blink of an eye, they surrounded Su Ziyang.
The person in the lead was a white-haired man, dressed in blue, holding a long sword, looking handsome and very bold.
He looked at Su Ziyang and clasped his fist slightly, "Your Excellency, please let go of my disciple, and you will be exempted from the death penalty of breaking into the Heavenly Sword Sect."
His voice, like thunder, rolled out, echoing between heaven and earth.
Hearing this voice, the disciples fleeing below all stabilized their figures, and their faces showed incomparable relief.
"That … … that's the voice of the Sect Master!"
"Great, the Sect Master came out, will he definitely defeat that old monster?"
"Defeat? In three or five moves, he will be destroyed, right? "
"That is, the strength of the Sect Master is extremely terrifying. Now that I can see the Sect Master take action, it's really a great blessing in life."
Such a voice sounded in the crowd of disciples below, and it did not mean to stop at all.
Su Ziyang looked at the white-haired man, and the corner of his mouth said, "What if I don't let go?"
"Die!"
A faint word, full of domineering.
That soaring momentum, with this word, rippled out, and kept echoing between heaven and earth.
The color of worship and awe, like a wave, crazily surged to the white-haired man.
He put his hands behind his back, showing an expression of controlling everything.
In the next second, he could see Su Ziyang obediently hand over the disciple, and then kneel down to beg for mercy.
However.
"This seat won't let go, what can you do to me?"
The voice was not loud, but it made the surroundings dead silent.
Everyone's face showed disbelief and surprise.
They stared at this scene blankly, and for a while, they could not recover.
The white-haired man's mouth twitched slightly, and his calm face instantly turned into rage.
Soon, he calmed down again.
The corner of his mouth raised, full of confidence.
"In that case, go to hell!"
After speaking, the white-haired man moved.
The long sword slashed.
"Buzz … …"
The air vibrated.
A dazzling red arc of light broke through the air and slashed straight at Su Ziyang.
In the entire air, the sound of explosions kept ringing.
Seeing this scene, everyone below, all of them stared with their eyes wide open, with a shocked face.
"This is the Spirit Breaking Heaven Destroying Slash! This move is the sect master's unique skill. As soon as he makes a move, it's a unique skill. It's really powerful! "
"Not good, it seems that Senior Brother Yang is also going to be cut into nothingness!"
"God, isn't the sect master too unkind? He actually wants to kill Senior Brother Yang together? "
Everyone muttered to themselves, quietly watching this scene, with a face of disbelief.
In Su Ziyang's hand, the white-clothed youth closed his eyes, revealing a dead color.
"It's over!"
This was the only word he could think of at the moment.
How could the old monster resist the sect master's unique skill?
He was dead.
After waiting for a moment, there was still no pain.
The white-clothed youth couldn't help but open his eyes, staring at everything in front of him in a daze.
The people below were even more surprised, unable to calm down for a long time.
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