I saw that many Zhou family monks who were originally arrogant were instantly swallowed up by a powerful force.
A streak of purple energy was like the god of death, ruthlessly harvesting the lives of the Zhou family monks.
The young master of the Zhou family suddenly showed a look of horror, because the purple energy was still attacking him. In an instant, he didn't care about Miss Qi's family at his feet, and hurriedly backed away and said: "Third uncle, save me!"
When the old man in black robe saw this, he suddenly turned into a black energy.
He appeared in front of the young master of the Zhou family at an extremely fast speed, and his spiritual energy burst out, forming a huge barrier.
The surrounding air was constantly being swallowed up, and the spiritual energy in a large area was instantly emptied.
Boom~
Shocking noise! ! !
When the old man in black robe felt the terrifying impact in front of him, he said with an extremely gloomy expression: "Eighth-grade monster!!!"
The young master of the Zhou family behind him had a fierce look on his face and shouted angrily: "Damn it, where are these three people who dare to go against my Zhou family! You are dead."
"Young Master, don't underestimate these three people. They are very extraordinary." The old man in black robe hurriedly reminded.
"I don't care! In this Youzhou situation, are there people that my Zhou family doesn't dare to offend? Third uncle, kill them!!!" The young master of the Zhou family said with great anger.
Hearing this, the old man in black robe no longer paid attention to the words of the young master of the Zhou family. Instead, he waited for the raging spiritual energy to disappear and stared at the three figures gradually appearing in front of him.
"Fuck! Do you think you are so awesome? You can't even catch my shot. Bah!!!" The Purple Lightning Crazy Lion appeared cursingly.
Su Yang walked in the middle, always maintaining a calm expression.
His eyes never left the old man squatting on the ground. For some reason, Su Yang always felt that this old man was extraordinary. He was obviously just a small village chief, but he could act like a mortal in a life-and-death situation.
Even though he was shivering, from Su Yang's point of view, the old man in front of him was definitely not as simple as he seemed.
Seeing that the three of them were unharmed, the old man in black robe also looked very solemn.
Potential enemies are the most deadly. In order to find out the details, he had to ask: "I wonder what kind of influence these three Taoist friends are? I am the elder of the Zhou family and the third child!"
"What Zhou family, what third child? Get out of here or die!" Su Yang said in an indifferent tone.
Seeing that the other party was so disrespectful to himself and the Zhou family, Zhou Laosan couldn't help but said angrily: "My dear friend, don't think that you can be arrogant just because you have two eighth-grade monsters around you! My Zhou family is..."
Zhou Laosan hasn't finished speaking yet.
Then he saw a golden light coming towards him.
Also mixed with the terrifying power of fighting spirit, the terrifying offensive forced Zhou Laosan to defend again.
The perfect cultivation level in the Origin Realm exploded out unabashedly. All the spiritual energy within a hundred miles radius was instantly drained, the aura on his body continued to rise, and he was proud of the powerful pressure.
"Boy, are you really embarrassed?"
"Qiuyue Hanmang, kill!"
Zhou Laosan shouted angrily, and the surrounding environment changed drastically in an instant. Countless fallen leaves appeared in the air, turning into cold blades and heading towards Su Yang's punch.
boom!
Seeing that the terrifying power of fighting spirit was destroyed by himself, Zhou Laosan couldn't help but said proudly: "I don't know whether to live or die!"
The young master of the Zhou family behind him also burst into cultivation at this time.
Although he was only at the early stage of the Origin Realm, he possessed a rare fighting power. He had an innate spiritual weapon in his hand, which was a silver spear that exuded a cold light.
"Third uncle, let me help you!"
"A shot of cold light, chaos in the wind and moon."
The young master of the Zhou family also has some skills. The spear in his hand turned into countless spear shadows like a living thing, flying wildly in the air to form an astonishing aura.
Facing the two strong counterattacks, Su Yang turned his attention to the young master of the Zhou family and Zhou Laosan this time.
There was no emotion on his face, but there was murderous intent in his eyes.
He didn't want to cause too much trouble. Since someone took the initiative to seek death, Su Yang would try his best to satisfy him.
The Holy Law of Dou Zhan circulates, and a majestic fighting spirit bursts out of the body.
The long golden stick was once again held in his hand, pointing in the direction of the two Zhou family members, and he was suffocating with one stick!
A shocking stroke of the stick, the momentum is like a rainbow.
The battle is full of enthusiasm, who can compete with him?
Seeing the young man in front of him take action, Zhou Laosan immediately flew back with the young master of the Zhou family desperately.
The young master of the Zhou family didn't know why, and kept shouting: "Third uncle, why are you running? This guy is just that, kill them!!!"
"Shut up!" Zhou Laosan was so angry that he almost wanted to strangle the guy in his hand to death.
Can't you see any difference at all?
Just a casual stick can unleash a terrifying fighting spirit. If you add those two eighth-level monsters, how about a hammer? Aren't you looking for death...
Zhou Laosan is not stupid. Although the Zhou family is doing well in Youzhou, they are not capable of being domineering.
Even the three major forces in Zhongzhou have collapsed. Who knows when things will change in Youzhou?
However, Zhou Laosan thought that as long as he was fast enough, any danger would not arise. But how could he know how terrifying Su Yang was? How could one know how powerful the Holy Law of Dou Zhan is...
When he felt the fighting spirit behind him getting closer and closer, Zhou Laosan couldn't help but trembled. He turned around and hurriedly exclaimed: "No, I can't run away."
Immediately afterwards, he also had an additional spiritual weapon in his hand.
That's a purple clay pot. It's very small, the kind that makes people fall in love with it at first sight...
"The sun and moon in the pot will be broken by me!"
When the lid of the pot was opened, the purple clay pot exuded amazing aura and instantly flew into the void, continuously absorbing the power of Su Yang's stick.
Seeing that the purple clay pot could block the boy's terrifying blow, Zhou Laosan could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, this thing is here, otherwise the game would really be over later.
Taking advantage of the free time, Zhou Laosan spoke again: "Little brother, I have something to say. Our Zhou family always likes to make friends and entertain guests. I wonder if the three of you are interested in returning to the Zhou family with me?"
Su Yang rolled his eyes at the old man from the Zhou family, and said as if he was an idiot: "Old guy, is your head broken? You don't have to use the power behind you to suppress me. I even destroyed the Wangyue Sect, and I'm still afraid Your little Zhou family?"
As soon as these words came out, Zhou Laosan was stunned on the spot.
As a large family in Youzhou, how could he not know that all the recent changes in Zhongzhou were due to a junior who appeared in the competition in Zhongzhou?
And that junior was not only very powerful, but even Wang Yiyi, who was famous in Zhongzhou, was killed by him.
Neither the first elder nor the second elder of Wangyue Sect were his opponents.
In an instant, Zhou Laosan understood everything, pointed at Su Yang and the three of them and said tremblingly: "Is...is it you?"
The young master of the Zhou family also knew what had happened recently in Zhongzhou. When he looked at the young man in front of him, who was causing a great competition in Zhongzhou, first beheading Wang Yiyi and then torturing many elders of the Wangyue Sect, he never expected...
Su Yang didn't respond, just looked at the purple clay pot silently, and couldn't help but count in his heart: "Five, four, three, two, one..."
Bang~
Following Su Yang's final silent count, the purple clay pot trembled in the air, and then exploded.
