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Chapter 1047 Battle of the Saints(1/2)

The war drums sounded at the Yangshen Temple, but it was unexpected by everyone in the Yangshen Temple.

After all, the Lord of the Blood Soul Palace and others set out quietly. If Qin Tian had not discovered it early and specifically asked the disciples in charge of the intelligence to investigate, no one would have noticed this at all.

Besides, the people who came this time were all the high-end combat power of the Blood Soul Hall, only more than twenty people, and each of them was a master!

If they really want to hide it, it's not too simple!

So, knowing that they had rushed into the Yang Shen Temple, they were discovered by the disciples of Yang Shen Temple!

"Go away, go out and have a look!"

Yang Qingshan swayed his sleeves and rushed out quickly with a few people!

However, when they arrived, they were stunned by the scene in front of them that looked like the Shura Field!

Blood is everywhere, and corpses are everywhere!

In just a moment, dozens of disciples have died tragically! Even three elders of the Yang Temple were included!

"Bastard! Xue Kong! It's you!"

Yang Qingshan was furious and his heart was bleeding!

"You are the master of the Blood Soul Palace, but you came to sneak attack my Yangshen Temple and attack my disciples. Are you really shameless?!"

"Hahaha! Yang Qingshan! Why are you farting about me here!"

Xue Kong had long blood-colored hair and said coldly, "I'm here to destroy your Yang Temple today. Do I have to tell you in advance?"

"Besides, these disciples will die if they die, they are just ants!"

"Damn it!"

boom!

Yang Qingshan was furious and took action angrily. A violent aura surged, and a huge fist shadow rushed out!

"Hmph! Overestimate one's own abilities!"

Xue Kong sneered, and his long blood-colored hair was windless, and he slapped his palm in an understatement!

boom!

A terrible energy burst out, Xue Kong stood with his hands behind his back, while Yang Qingshan squirted out a mouthful of blood, flew backwards, and hit the ground hard!

"What?!"

An incredible look flashed in Yang Qingshan's eyes!

"How is it possible, you are... Saint?!"

"You have actually broken through to the Saint?"

Xue Kong smiled contemptuously, "That's natural. If you don't have the strength of a saint, how can you talk about destroying your Yang Temple? How can you talk about unifying the world?"

"Dormal the world? You are delusional!"

Yang Qingshan stood up with his chest covering his chest, his eyes cold, "If you kill innocent people, the Four Palaces of the World will definitely not tolerate you!"

"Hmph! You should keep these words and go downstairs and say them!"

"Do it!"

boom!

Yang Qingshan opened his hands, and a violent aura filled the sky and gushed out, protecting the ordinary disciples of the Yang Temple.

"All inner disciples retreat!"

"All elders form formations and meet the enemy!"

"Behind us is the hope of our Yang Temple, and we will never retreat!"

"Never retreat!"

boom!

"Hahaha! It's so ridiculous! I'll kill you first, and then slowly slaughter your entire Yang Shen Temple!"

Xue Kong laughed wildly, and then he poked out his big hand and grabbed Yang Qingshan from the air!

"Be careful, Father!"

"No regrets!"

Yang Buhui exploded on the spot, and instantly moved Buhui's decision. His aura burst out. Standing beside Yang Qingshan, the two of them joined forces to resist the attack!

Rumble!

Xue Kong's big hand, with unparalleled terrifying power, had already changed his faces before he got close!

"Father, sister!"

Yang Jincheng roared angrily and rushed up to help.

"Get out!"

Yang Qingshan roared angrily, slapped his palm back, and slapped Yang Jincheng who was rushing forward for more than ten meters away.

"Go away! Go far away!"

Boom!

It's like a thunder thunder!

A blood light soared into the sky, and Yang Qingshan and Yang Buhui were instantly swallowed by the blood light.

The terrible power turned everything around into ruins!

Fortunately, the elders of Yang Shen Temple and Yang Jincheng were both relatively long away from the center of the blood light, so they were not affected!

"Lord of the Palace! Your Highness the Goddess!"

"No!!!"

Yang Jincheng roared angrily, watching his father and sister being swallowed by the blood. At this moment, he only hated himself for being incompetent and wished he could die on their behalf!

"Back, back..."

After the blood dissipated, Yang Qingshan and Yang Buhui's figures appeared.

However, at this time, both of them were in a bad state, with blood at the corner of their mouths, a weak breath, and their combat effectiveness decreased by at least 70%!

The saint is worthy of being the strongest combat power in the world!

It was just one blow, but it was so terrifying!

"Hahaha! I see how many more times you can block me!"

Xue Kong sneered, his eyes full of coldness, and then his breath surged again, and he was about to take action again!

"Shameless child, arrogant!"

However, at this moment, a loud shout came!

Yang Qingshan's face was happy. He was very familiar with the voice because the owner of this voice was the saint of the Yang Temple!

Living fossils of Yang Shen Temple!

He is also the only saint in the Yang Temple who still exists in the world!

At this moment, he was finally awakened by the battle fluctuations here and completely awakened!

"roar!"

A figure came from far away and rushed towards him at a high speed. He had arrived before Xue Kong took action, blocking Yang Qingshan and Yang Buhui!

"Old Ancestor!" Yang Buhui showed a look of surprise.

"Child, retreat quickly!" The ancestor of Yang Shen Temple quickly signaled the two of them.

"The Saint of the Temple of Yangshen?"

Xue Kong sneered and said, "If I remember well, I should be the third one among the three heroes of the Yang family back then, Yang Yu?"

"Are you Xue Kong? Humph! It's a good skill that actually allows you to break through to the Saint!"

Yang Yu said coldly: "But since I am here, don't try to move Yang Shen Temple again!"

"Hmph! You are a saint, and I am a saint, do you think you will definitely beat me?" Xue Kong smiled contemptuously.

Yang Yu's eyes turned cold, and a violent aura that was as terrifying as Xue Kong rose into the sky!

"Stop talking nonsense, just stay for me today!"

boom!

The two of them fought instantly and fought together!

Moreover, in order not to let the aftermath of the battle hurt the juniors behind him, Yang Yu deliberately soared into the sky and moved the battlefield to a high altitude.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

With just a few breaths, the two fought hundreds of times!
To be continued...
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