In the air, Fang Yu's body seemed to be constantly exuding a purple aura.
After being fully blessed by the power of ten thousand ways, his entire left arm and the white jade divine sword seemed to be connected into one, becoming a blade containing endless power.
Under his successive attacks, the newly built confidence of the monks from the Holy Pattern Tribe in front of them collapsed.
At this moment, less than a quarter of the elites from all bloodlines survived.
Their faces were pale, their whole bodies were trembling, and there was only fear in their eyes when they looked at Fang Yu!
The four saints on the left and right have their eyes wide open.
Especially Zhengyang Shengzun and Sanhe Shengzun.
Their faces are extremely ugly!
Too fast, too fast!
Before they even had time to organize a comprehensive siege, Fang Yu killed most of his men!
A random slash can kill hundreds of top immortals and even heavenly beings!
You know, those present are the elites of each bloodline of the Saint Pattern Clan! Each one of them is a powerful being who can stand alone and even frighten an area!
But in front of this demon, they couldn't survive even one round and died miserably in an instant.
The strength of this bloodthirsty demon... is too terrifying. What level is it at?
At this time, even Saint Zhengyang and Saint Sanhe... lost their confidence.
"If he really comes from the Demon Clan, then he is beyond the scope of what we can deal with." The Zhengyang Saint looked extremely ugly and sent a message to the Sanhe Saint on the side.
The Sanhe Holy Lord gritted his teeth and replied: "The Celestial Clan has received our request for support, and the Lords should send reinforcements soon! We only need to support until then!"
"No matter what, the Holy Mountain cannot be entered by demons! This is the bottom line!"
Saint Zhengyang took a deep breath and said: "Get ready to take action. Together with our four great saints, we should be able to sustain it for a while... at least, we have to entangle this demon."
"You forgot, he also has a companion."
At this time, an overlapping voice with an extremely cold tone reached the ears of Saint Zhengyang and Saint Sanhe.
This is the voice of the Gold and Silver Saint!
Hearing this, the two great saints' hearts skipped a beat, and their expressions changed drastically.
They moved their eyes downwards and saw Hong Yaozu still standing in his original position!
Hong Yaozu's appearance is not as ferocious as Fang Yu's, but he still looks handsome. Except for the purple lightning mark on his forehead, he is no different from a normal god or human.
By the way...this bloodthirsty demon also has companions!
If one demon is out, there is a high probability that the other one is also a demon of the same race!
Two demons!
But now, the other demon has not yet taken action, but one of them has already made their holy pattern clan pay an extremely heavy price!
If two demons attack together, they...
At this moment, Hong Yaozu, who was silently watching the battle below, suddenly felt several lines of sight coming towards him.
He looked up and met the eyes of Saint Zhengyang and Saint Sanhe.
This time, he was so frightened that his heart almost burst, and his soul trembled suddenly.
"Why did they suddenly notice me!?" Hong Yaozu was shocked.
Fang Yu had attracted all the attention before.
Hong Yaozu originally planned to silently push away to a safe location, but as soon as Fang Yu moved his hand, the color of the world changed, and terrifying magic energy surged everywhere.
Therefore, Hong Yaozu did not dare to go anywhere and could only stay where he was.
Fortunately, because Fang Yu's offensive was too fierce, the Saint Pattern Clan had no time to pay attention to his existence.
But at this moment, when he came into direct contact with the eyes of the two great saints, he was still timid.
This is the Holy Lord of the Holy Pattern Clan!
To Fang Yu, it might not be anything.
But for Hong Yaozu, who was born in the Tiansha clan, the four great saints in the past symbolized the superior gods. They were not easy to be blasphemed at any time and must be respected with extreme respect.
Before meeting Fang Yu, he never dreamed that one day he would meet the Four Saints on the battlefield, and moreover... they would be hostile parties.
"Calm down! Calm down! I am a demon, I am a demon, I cannot show my cowardice..."
Hong Yaozu's reaction was still very quick. He gritted his teeth, forced himself to be calm, and looked forcefully at the Zhengyang Saint and Sanhe Saint in the sky.
At the same time, in order to show his calmness, he also tried his best to smile.
And it was this smile that caused Saint Zhengyang and Saint Sanhe who were high in the sky to tremble, and their faces changed drastically!
They suddenly realized that this demon who had never taken action before... was probably the stronger of the two demons that appeared!
The bloodthirsty demon taking action now... is probably taking orders from the calm demon below!
This demon... is most likely a direct descendant of a higher bloodline branch within the demon clan!
"How to do how to do!?"
At this time, Saint Zhengyang and Saint Sanhe were extremely panicked.
They couldn't even deal with the bloodthirsty demon, and they discovered that there was a more powerful demon behind the bloodthirsty demon!
No matter how you look at it...this is a dead end!
"Huh? Were they so frightened by me that they trembled all over?" Hong Yaozu was stunned.
"boom!"
Just when the four great saints were still stunned, there was another explosion in front of them!
Another violent sword energy slashed out.
The target is still not the four great saints, but the remaining elites of the holy pattern clan present!
"Ahhhh..."
"Get away quickly, get away quickly..."
"I don't want to die, I don't want to die..."
Screams, screams, and cries were everywhere.
And these chaotic sounds were instantly swallowed up by the sound of sword energy whizzing through the air.
"Banglong..."
There was violent shaking in the sky.
Most of the remaining elite members of the Holy Pattern Clan were swept away in a very short period of time.
Including Yuan Ji, one of the four heroes who had cried out and wanted to escape... she was also swept by the sword energy until her body was shattered, and she died miserably in the air.
"You continue to be in a daze, I will go to Shengzun Mountain first."
Fang Yu laughed and rushed towards the location of Shengzun Mountain.
Hearing this, the hairs on the bodies of the four great saints stood up.
Shengzun Mountain is the foundation of their Holy Pattern Clan and must not be desecrated by the demons!
"Stop him, we must stop him!"
Saint Zhengyang roared, and the mark on his forehead glowed with golden light, covering his whole body.
The tattoos of the gods quickly appeared up and down his body, containing the power of powerful laws.
This is the ultimate form of the Holy Pattern Tribe, fully unlocking the power of the Saint Pattern Tribe's mark.
"Three Yang Divine Flames!"
Saint Zhengyang roared loudly and followed his words!
Three huge fireballs quickly condensed behind him, releasing flames that filled the sky, chasing Fang Yu like three fire dragons.
On the other side, the Sanhe Holy Lord also released the power of the mark, and his whole body was covered with the marks of the gods.
At the same time, he also performed secret techniques.
"Wall of the Dark Passage!"
The immortal power of the Sanhe Saint is released.
In front of where Fang Yu was rushing, a dark wall instantly appeared.
This wall has extremely strong suction power and seems to be able to swallow thousands of magic energies.
"Whoosh!"
On the left side, the Gold and Silver Saint rushed forward.