Looking north of the Holy City, there is a spiritual mountain.
On the top of Lingshan Mountain, there is a holy land for cultivation, called the Holy Land of Imperial Village!
Because here, a great emperor once walked out!
This is the hometown of the Great Emperor!
Now, the owner of this holy land is a powerful three-star martial saint!
Saint Son Fan Sanjian is also a semi-saint level figure.
The entire Imperial Holy Land, even on the entire planet, is one of the top powers.
At this moment.
In a large hall.
Saint Son Fan Sanjian is sitting on the throne.
In front of him, four or five Holy Land disciples were escorting a commoner girl, trying to make her kneel down in front of the Holy Son.
Little did he know that the girl would rather die than surrender.
Bang!
Suddenly, there was a loud noise.
The girl actually broke the iron chain on her body and knocked a Holy Land disciple beside her away.
The Holy Land disciple spat out a few mouthfuls of blood while he was still in the air.
Even several of his ribs were broken, and he fell heavily to the ground, wailing in pain.
The other few people subconsciously took a few steps back, with deep fear in their eyes.
Look at their bodies, they all have injuries.
Some people had bruises on their noses and faces, and some had broken arms and legs.
Others were covered in blood and looked pale.
It seems.
They suffered a lot while escorting Yi Jun back to the Holy Land.
Snapped! Snapped! Snapped!
Saint Son Fan Sanjian clapped his hands, looked at Yi Jun up and down with a scrutinizing gaze, and said with great satisfaction: "Not bad, not bad, what a top-notch cauldron! This innate divine power alone makes people extremely enviable. ah!"
"Holy Son, in order to escort her back to the Holy Land, we lost three brothers! Although she has not practiced, her strength is able to crush most of our brothers!"
One of the Holy Land disciples said with fear on his face.
Hearing this, Fan Sanjian became even more excited: "Really? That's even better! It seems that I got a real treasure today! After I enjoy her, I will be able to step into the Martial Saint immediately Realm!"
"Pooh!"
Yi Jun spat hard on his face, gritted his teeth and said, "Even if I die, I will never let you succeed!"
"Tsk, tsk, that's not up to you!"
Fan Sanjian pointed out suddenly and instantly sealed all of Yi Jun's meridians.
Yi Jun was shocked.
She suddenly realized that she couldn't move.
Even suicide is impossible.
"You all stand down!"
Fan Sanjian waved away several Holy Land disciples and immediately went to untie Yi Jun's clothes.
Who knows.
at this time.
At the foot of the mountain, there was a sudden loud noise.
It was as if the entire Lingshan Mountain was shaking extremely violently.
Fan Sanjian frowned immediately, wondering what happened.
However, Yi Jun's eyes lit up.
She instantly thought of something.
Could it be...
Is it him, coming to save me?
Yi Jun's eyes became moist instantly.
She never expected that the husband her father had picked up for her would actually...
Yi Jun immediately snorted, glared at Fan Sanjian in front of him, and said coldly: "I advise you to let me go quickly! My husband is a saint! He must have come to save me now! "
"What?"
"You already have a husband? And you are also a saint... a martial saint? I'm afraid he is a half-saint! If it is a real martial saint who comes to the territory of our Imperial City Holy Land, it is impossible for my master to not notice it at all. !”
Fan Sanjian narrowed his eyes slightly, then sneered coldly, and said sinisterly: "Presumably, he is also interested in your furnace body, and plans to use the power of your blood to help him step into the realm of a true martial saint? But? , if I read it correctly, you are still in perfect condition now? What a pity, what a pity, that person who was taken advantage of must have felt that he was not ready to become a saint, so he kept you until now! But now, you are You gave me an advantage!"
After saying that, he actually reached out his hand again and grabbed Yi Jun!
boom!
boom!
The entire Lingshan Mountain was shaken by two huge earthquakes again.
"Damn it!"
The palm that Fan Sanjian just extended suddenly made a fist.
He narrowed his eyes, gritted his teeth and said to Yi Jun: "That bastard, how dare you ruin my good deeds! Huh, you said he is your husband, right? Then today I will break his legs and tie him up. In front of our bed, let him appreciate how I enjoy you!"
After saying that, he left the hall in a flash and rushed towards the Lingshan Mountain.
He didn't believe that someone who was the same semi-saint dared to attack the Emperor's Holy Land!
At this moment.
The Holy Land of Imperial Township, at the foot of Lingshan Mountain.
A man and a woman, each holding a woodcutter with a cold light, chopped down the mountain guarding formation in front of them time and time again.
At their feet, several bloody corpses lay.
These corpses are all disciples of the Imperial Village Holy Land.
Because of Su Chen, the aura of martial saints in Yi Laosan and the others was hidden.
Therefore, in the eyes of these Holy Land disciples, Yi Laosan and his wife were just two extremely weak mortals.
They originally wanted to come out and kill these two reckless guys at will.
As a result, Yi Laosan and his wife were hacked to death with ease.
"Old man, are these practitioners so weak? Why do I feel that hacking them to death is easier than killing a chicken?"
Yi Jun's mother said with surprise on her face.
Yi Laosan scratched his head and said angrily: "Yes, their speed is slower than a tortoise! Their strength is weaker than a mouse! Killing them is easier than chopping firewood!"
"It seems that this is the power given to us by the immortal so that we can save our daughter!"
Yi Laosan glanced at Su Chen with great gratitude.
Then he picked up the hatchet and slashed at the mountain-protecting formation in front of him again.
boom!
Another loud noise!
Click!
On the huge and terrifying mountain guarding formation, he actually used a woodcutter to cut a crack.
"What? How is this possible!"
An elder from the Holy Land who had just rushed down Lingshan suddenly widened his eyes when he saw this scene!
His face was full of expressions of disbelief.
A little woodcutter, holding a woodcutter, actually cut through their mountain-protecting formation?
Who would believe it?
At least you need a real martial saint, holding a real holy weapon, to be able to do this, okay?
Seeing someone else coming, Yi Laosan's eyes immediately turned red and he roared angrily: "Evil thief, give me back my daughter! If you don't give me back my daughter, I will split the mountain and kill all of you!"
"What a loud tone!"
At this moment, a roar like a bell suddenly came from the mountain.
The next moment, Fan Sanjian, the Holy Son of the Imperial City, dressed in gorgeous brocade clothes, flew down the Lingshan Mountain.
He looked at Yi Laosan carefully, then snorted coldly, and said hesitantly: "Are you that Yi Jun's husband? Tsk tsk, you seem to have some ability, and you can actually break through the mountain guarding formation of my Imperial City Holy Land!"
Yi Laosan was stunned for a moment, then roared and cursed: "Are you a donkey's ear? I am his father! You bastards, please give our daughter back!"
Fan Sanjian's eyes suddenly narrowed.
His eyes first fell on Yi Laosan's face, then on Yi Jun's mother, and finally on Su Chen.
These three people all gave him an incomprehensible feeling.
But he told himself directly that these three people were really strong!
"Damn it!"
"Did I accidentally provoke a hidden family?"
"No wonder they could give birth to a daughter like this, they didn't expect..."
Fan Sanjian's face was gloomy, and suddenly his heart was crossed, and he said coldly: "Even so, so what? Can a mere hidden family compete with our Imperial City Holy Land? Our backer is a great emperor! Today, this furnace, I It’s decided!”
He roared angrily, rushed out of the mountain-protecting formation, took out a long sword of holy weapon level, and attacked Yi Laosan and his wife directly!
In his opinion, these two people were only semi-saints at best.
And Fan Sanjian, although he is also a demi-saint, is actually a demi-god from the Holy Land of the Imperial City, and he holds in his hands the extremely powerful inheritance of the Great Emperor!
Wouldn't it be easy to kill two idle half-saints?
Who knows.
These two people were even more miserable than he imagined!
He didn't even know any martial arts skills at all, he just slashed randomly with his sword without any method.
Uh-huh!
The sword flashed!
With just one blow, he slashed Yi Jun's mother with his sword, leaving a sword wound on her shoulder and blood flowing freely!
Seeing this scene, Yi Laosan's eyes instantly turned red.
"Ahhhh..."
"Asshole, I'll fight you!"
Yi Laosan roared and went crazy.
He took another woodcutter from Yi Jun's mother.
Then he held two knives, hacking and slashing wildly towards Fan Sanjian.
"What?"
"How can this be?"
Fan Sanjian's eyes widened in shock.
Because, he actually saw Yi Laosan holding two swords and slashing out sword energy one after another!
The sword energy was like rain, turning into a hurricane, sweeping towards him crazily!
You know, even he, who has studied swordsmanship all his life, cannot inspire such pure sword energy!
Even Su Chen was slightly shocked when he saw this scene.
Unexpectedly, Yi Laosan had such a high talent in swordsmanship!
Fan Sanjian immediately used all three sacred swords on his body to block with all his strength!
Who knows!
Click!
In his hand, one of the sacred swords exploded to pieces!
Click! Click!
Immediately afterwards, the other two sacred swords exploded one after another!
puff! puff! puff!
The blood suddenly appears!
Two of his arms and one thigh were cut off one after another!
"No!"
"This, how is this possible?"
Fan Sanjian was extremely frightened and let out a hysterical wail.
He wanted to flee.
Unfortunately it's too late.
Yi Laosan went completely crazy and chopped randomly with two hatchets.
finally.
In this way, he hacked to death the Holy Son of Dixiang, Fan Sanjian!
"Asshole, call your holy son and return our daughter! Otherwise, I will split this mountain and kill all of you!"
Yi Laosan was covered in blood, like a furious ferocious beast, roaring towards the top of Lingshan Mountain again.
How could he know?
The person who was hacked to death by him just now was the Holy Son of Emperor Xiang in his mouth!
He thought he had just hacked to death a slightly more powerful little guy!
