Immediately, dozens of righteous disciples were blown away. Everyone's expressions changed immediately when they saw the person who took action. "Ghost General Su Yanghe." Ling Xuejiu's heart sank and he couldn't help but turn his gaze.
He turned to Feng Lie who was fighting over there. Now Feng Lie was entangled by Yun Shuisheng, and Tang Qian who rushed to the Cloud Palace had not arrived. They alone were no match for Su Yanghe. "What should I do?" I thought.
Here, Ling Xuejiu couldn't help but feel helpless in his heart.
While thinking about it, I saw more than ten men flying out from the crowd and surrounding Su Yanghe. These people were none other than Bo Hong of Tenglong Palace, Earth Spirit Beast, Tongtian Taoist, Crazy Tiger Beast, and Jiutian
Mahayana strong men from the Holy Palace and other forces. Such a lineup can definitely be called luxurious. However, in front of the ghost general Su Yanghe, the leader of the four great generals, such a lineup is not oppressive at all. Looking at the people in sight
Su Yanghe raised the corners of his lips and looked very disdainful towards the dozen or so powerful people in the Mahayana stage. With his calm demeanor, he seemed not to take these powerful people in the Mahayana stage seriously.
"Take action." As Bo Hong's voice fell, more than a dozen Mahayana-stage strong men took action together, and immediately displayed their unique skills. Facing a strong man like Su Yanghe, they did not dare to do anything.
Keep it.
Seeing everyone's attacks approaching, Su Yanghe didn't react at all. He was still walking leisurely, as if he ignored Bo Hong's attacks. When the two sides were still one foot apart, Su Yanghe's walking pace suddenly
He stopped. Then, he saw his toes on the ground, and his body was spinning rapidly like a top. With his movements, Bohong felt the power in his hands change, and he turned towards the mad tiger beast beside him. Not only
He and everyone else felt that their attack targets had shifted. In an instant, more than a dozen loud bangs were heard, and more than a dozen Mahayana strong men were knocked away one after another, with blood vomiting from their mouths. Just now
In the duel, Su Yanghe did not take the initiative, but used a special transport technique to transfer all their attacks to their companions. Therefore, the attacks they received came from their companions. Because the opponent was
Su Yanghe, everyone did not hold back when they struck, they went all out, so they were full of force. No matter who this blow fell on, it would not be easy for them.
In just a few seconds, Su Yanghe defeated more than ten Mahayana powerhouses. The result was no different from that day, but the process was different. In the battle that day, among the ten Mahayana powerhouses,
Therefore, he was defeated by one move, mainly because he was confused by Yun Shuisheng's illusion, so he underestimated the enemy's injuries. But this time, Su Yanghe relied on his own strength to easily defeat more than a dozen Mahayana strong men.
. It seems that there is no difference, but it is enough to illustrate the strength gap between the two of them. After solving the more than ten Mahayana stage experts, Su Yanghe raised his eyes and fell on Ling Xuejiao. He only heard his faint smile.
Said: "Are you the Saint Ling Xuejiu of Jiutian Holy Palace?" Ling Xuejiao said solemnly: "It's me." Su Yanghe nodded and said: "I can't tell, the world of cultivation is indeed full of talents, first of all
After Leng Xuan and you, you all became the leader of the party at a young age. However, people like you all died earlier than others." After the words fell, he saw his hand raised, and a sharp cold light suddenly shot out.