Accompanied by the occasional night wind, the branches and leaves in the forests were clamoring.
Under a bush, Su Hongxiu hugged her knees with both hands, without moving, but her face was filled with tension and worry.
Although she could not see the scene outside the forest for a distance, she felt something.
Especially just now, she could clearly sense it in the dark, and an indescribable terrifying aura was rising and spreading, and it had even affected her.
I just felt that under that terrible power, her whole body seemed to be stiff, and she felt an instinctive fear.
Immediately afterwards, she heard a cold shout from outside the forest-
"Kneel down!"
The strange voice spoke in English, so she could understand it.
Needless to say, this voice must have been said to Ye Junlang.
At that moment, Su Hongxiu felt nervous and a thought flashed through her - Junlang was in danger? He must have been oppressed by the other party, and the other party was forcing him to kneel down! Otherwise, if Junlang could handle it, how could the other party call him to kneel down so arrogantly?
As soon as he thought of this, Su Hongxiu's breathing became a little rapid.
At this moment, Su Hongxiu could sense that an inexplicable aura spread over, and that aura passed through the bushes indiscriminately, feeling her.
Su Hongxiu immediately felt an instinctive feeling, and these auras seemed to be alive.
In other words, Su Hongxiu realized that he must have been discovered.
Sure enough, outside the forest, the blood demon seemed to have sensed something. His eyes narrowed slightly and looked at the forest behind Ye Junlang with deep meaning. He raised his voice and said, "Su Hongxiu, when will you hide until? Do you want to watch your beloved man explode and die?"
When Ye Junlang heard this, his face suddenly changed. He opened his mouth and roared, fighting against the pressure of the Emperor who had collapsed.
"It's still possible to hold on for so long? Unfortunately, everything is in vain in front of me! I said, if you kneel down, then you kneel down!"
St. Fitt snorted coldly, his whole body was like the lofty emperor, looking down at Ye Junlang with a disdainful attitude.
At the same time, St. Fit's own supreme pressure became stronger and he ruthlessly crushed Ye Junlang.
"Jun Lang——"
In the mountains and forests behind, there were hurried footsteps, and then Su Hongxiu's voice sounded.
In a blink of an eye, Su Hongxiu ran out, her face was panicked, but when she saw Ye Junlang, whose legs and waist were bent by the pressure of the Emperor, her eyes couldn't help but turn red. She wanted to go over and support Ye Junlang, but a terrifying power swept over, which made her unable to move forward, and she felt like she was carrying a mountain.
"Beauty is really a rare beauty in the world, and it is very pleasing to me." The blood demon stared at Su Hongxiu's flawless jade face without blinking. The greed in his eyes was completely unconcealed. He smiled grimly and said, "Beauty, come to me, I will definitely let you enjoy unprecedented happiness!"
"Die! You all deserve to die!"
Ye Junlang suddenly burst out with a roar. He clenched his fists, raised his proud head, and the golden light bursting out of his body once again burned. The blood of the Nine Yang Qi and Blood, which had been suppressed, began to surge, and even his own gravity field began to condense.
Slowly, Ye Junlang's waist, which was bent down, began to straighten down bit by bit!
Slowly, Ye Junlang's legs, whose bent legs were pressed down, began to stand straight little by little!
In the end, Ye Junlang stood upright completely, like a javelin. Even though he was bent, he would still bounce back and appear more tenacious and unyielding!
However, under the pressure of the Emperor's pressure, Ye Junlang's surface skin cracks were larger and there were more blood lines bursting out. His arms were almost covered with blood.
Ye Junlang didn't care at all. His eyes seemed to be burning with two balls of flames. He glared at St. Fitt and the Blood Demon, and his bloody murderous intent had reached its peak.
St. Fitt was stunned - how is this possible? Unreasonable! Absolutely unreasonable!
Although St. Fitt's own Supreme Emperor's pressure did not fully erupt, at least about 50% of it had been released.
Even a true emperor-level powerhouse would be unable to stand firm under the current pressure of the emperor and would not be able to fight against it.
After all, Saint Fit is not an ordinary powerful person in the Supreme Emperor Realm. He comes from the Ancient Holy Night Clan and also has extremely powerful Holy Night bloodlines. Otherwise, how could he cultivate to the Supreme Emperor Realm?
However, Ye Junlang could still stand with the peak martial arts realm of the king level. Not only did he kneel down as he expected, but he stood up straight, which completely subverted St. Fitt's perception.
"The strongest body and also possess extraordinary bloodline?"
San Fitt spoke to himself, and at this point he finally knew why the Holy Son in the clan had so much fighting and united with the Holy Son of the Blood Moon Ancient Clan had dispatched so many powerful men to kill Satan.
Nothing else, just because Satan is too defiant.
Such a despicable performance is incomparable to those saints who possess pure blood among the ancient Dark clan, right? At least in terms of some comprehensive combat capabilities, it is completely crushed, such as the will of iron as strong as iron and the unyielding fighting spirit, etc.
These are probably far beyond the existence of some saints of the Dark Ancient Clan.
"This person cannot be kept. Once he is promoted to the imperial level, he will soar into the sky and no one can check or balance!"
This thought popped up in San Fitt's mind.
The shock that Ye Junlang brought to him was too great, which made him feel a sense of crisis. Only by eliminating Ye Junlang can he eliminate future troubles forever.
Even the blood demon's face was stunned. He knew very well what the pressure from the Emperor Realm emitted by St. Fitt meant. He never expected that Ye Junlang could actually bear it.
This is simply an unreasonable pervert!
"Satan, I said that I would kneel down to you, and I would also let you die on your knees!"
St. Fitt burst out with a strong and terrifying murderous intent, and at the same time his own Holy Night Blood was reviving. His own Supreme Emperor's pressure was fully awakened, rolling like a tide, like a awakened giant beast, devouring Ye Junlang.
At that moment, Ye Junlang gritted his teeth suddenly. He felt a terrible pressure that could not resist. He knew that when the other party's Supreme Emperor's pressure was fully awakened, he really had no way to resist.
The gap in realm is really too big, this is a huge ravine that cannot be crossed.
All Ye Junlang could do was move horizontally to the right side, and then block Su Hongxiu behind him.
Even at a critical moment, he did not forget to block the woman he loved and protected with his flesh and blood.
"Go to die on my knees!"
The emperor's power collapsed and the sky covered the sun collapsed. St. Fitt's eyes were full of murderous intent, and he was ready to take action.
However, at this moment—
"What kind of bird egg thing dares to be a blessing here? Is this going to force people to kneel down and then kill? It's so great!"
An old and indifferent voice suddenly rang out of thin air. The sound was not loud, but it was extremely clear into the ears of everyone in the field. There was a faint sense of anger in the voice.
The Wrath of the Martial Saint!
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