With the occasional night breeze, the branches and leaves in the mountain forest rustled.
Under a bush, Su Hongxiu hugged her knees with her hands, motionless, but her face was full of tension and worry.
Although she couldn't see the scene outside the forest from a distance, she could sense it.
Especially just now, she could clearly sense that there was an unspeakable terrifying momentum rising and spreading, and it had even affected her side.
She felt as if her whole body had stiffened under that terrifying power, and she had an instinctive feeling of fear.
Immediately afterwards, she heard a cold shout coming from outside the mountain forest——
"Kneel down!"
The unfamiliar voice spoke in English, so she could naturally understand it.
Needless to say, this voice must have been directed at Ye Junlang.
At that moment, Su Hongxiu's heart became nervous, and a thought flashed through her - Jun Lang was in danger? He must have been oppressed by the other party, who was forcing him to kneel down! Otherwise, if Jun Lang could handle it,
How could the other party be so arrogant and ask him to kneel down?
As soon as she thought of this, Su Hongxiu's breathing immediately became a little faster.
At this moment, Su Hongxiu sensed that there was an inexplicable aura spreading over her. The aura passed through the bushes indiscriminately and touched her.
Su Hongxiu immediately had an instinctive feeling that these breaths seemed to be alive.
In other words, Su Hongxiu realized that she should have been discovered.
Sure enough, outside the mountain forest, the blood demon seemed to sense something. His eyes narrowed slightly and he looked meaningfully at the mountain forest behind Ye Junlang. He raised his voice and said: "Su Hongxiu Da
Beauty, how long are you going to hide? Do you want to watch the man you love explode and die?"
When Ye Junlang heard this, his expression suddenly changed with shock. He opened his mouth and roared, trying his best to resist the crushing pressure of the Supreme Emperor.
"How can you still hold on for so long? Unfortunately, everything is in vain in front of me! I said, if I ask you to kneel down, then let you kneel down!"
Saint Feite snorted coldly. His posture was like that of a high-ranking emperor, looking down at Ye Junlang with a disdainful attitude.
At the same time, Saint Feite's own imperial pressure became stronger, crushing Ye Junlang mercilessly.
"Junlang——"
From the forest behind, the sound of hurried footsteps could be heard, and then Su Hongxiu's voice rang out.
In the blink of an eye, Su Hongxiu ran out. She looked panicked, but when she saw Ye Junlang, whose legs and waist were bent under the pressure of the Emperor, her eyes couldn't help but turn red, and she wanted to go over and help him.
Ye Junlang, but a terrifying force swept over her, making it difficult for her to move even an inch, and she felt as if she was carrying a huge mountain on her back.
"Beautiful, she is really a rare beauty in the world. She is very suitable for me." The blood demon stared at Su Hongxiu's flawless jade face without blinking, and the greed in his eyes was completely undisguised.
, he opened his mouth and said with a grin, "Beauty, come to my place, I will definitely let you **** and enjoy unprecedented happiness!"
"Death! You all deserve to die!"
A roar burst out from Ye Junlang's mouth. He clenched his fists tightly, raised his proud head, and the golden light blooming from his body became blazing again, and the Jiuyang energy and blood that had been suppressed began to surge.
, even his own gravitational potential field is beginning to condense.
Slowly, Ye Junlang's waist, which was bent under pressure, began to straighten up bit by bit!
Slowly, Ye Junlang's legs, which were bent under pressure, began to stand up straight bit by bit!
In the end, Ye Junlang stood completely upright, like a javelin. Even if it was bent under pressure, it would eventually bounce back and appear even more tenacious and unyielding!
However, under the suppression of the Supreme Emperor's pressure, the cracks on Ye Junlang's body became larger, more blood lines burst out, and his arms were almost covered with dots of blood.
Ye Junlang didn't care at all. His eyes were like two flames burning brightly. He glared at Saint Feite and the blood demon, and his blood-rage and murderous intent reached the extreme.
Santa Fete was stunned - how is this possible? Unreasonable! Absolutely unreasonable!
Although Saint Feite's own supreme imperial pressure has not completely exploded, at least about 50% of it has been released.
Even a true emperor-level powerhouse would be unable to stand firm under the pressure of his current supreme emperor, and would have no way to fight against him.
After all, Sheng Feite is not an ordinary powerful person in the Supreme Emperor Realm. He comes from the Holy Night Ancient Clan, and he also has extremely powerful Holy Night bloodline. Otherwise, how could he cultivate to the Supreme Emperor Realm?
However, Ye Junlang, who was at the peak of the king's level of martial arts, was still able to carry it. Instead of kneeling down as he expected, he stood up straight, which completely subverted Saint Feit's perception.
"The body is extremely strong, and also possesses extraordinary bloodline?"
Sheng Feite spoke to himself. At this point, he finally understood why the Holy Son of the clan wanted to go to war so violently. He united with the Holy Son of the Blood Moon Ancient Clan and sent out so many strong men to kill Satan.
For no other reason than because Satan is too rebellious.
Such a heaven-defying performance cannot be matched even by those saints and saints with the purest bloodline in the ancient dark tribe, right? At least in terms of some comprehensive combat capabilities, it is completely crushed, such as that perseverance like
The iron will and the unyielding fighting spirit and so on.
These are probably far beyond the existence of saints and saints from some ancient dark tribes.
"This person cannot be kept. Once he is promoted to the emperor level, he will soar into the sky and no one can check him!"
This idea came to Santa Fete's mind.
Ye Junlang shocked him so much that he felt a sense of crisis. Only by getting rid of Ye Junlang could future troubles be avoided forever.
Even the blood demon's face was stunned. He knew very well what the Emperor-level pressure emanating from Saint Feite meant, and he never expected that Ye Junlang could actually bear it.
This is simply an unreasonable perversion!
"Satan, I told you to kneel down and I will make you kneel down, and I will make you kneel down and die!"
Saint Feite burst out with a strong and terrifying murderous intention. At the same time, his own blood of Holy Night was reviving, and his own imperial pressure was fully awakened, rolling like a tide, like an awakened giant beast, swallowing him up.
Ye Junlang.
At that moment, Ye Junlang gritted his teeth violently. He felt a terrible pressure that he could not resist. He knew that with the opponent's supreme pressure fully awakening, he really had no way to resist.
The gap in realm is really too big. It is a huge gap that cannot be crossed.
All Ye Junlang could do was to take a step to the right and block Su Hongxiu behind him.
Even when his life was in danger, he never forgot to block the woman he loved behind him and protect her with his own flesh and blood.
"Kneel down and die!"
As the imperial power rolled in, the sky-blocking shroud collapsed, and Saint Feite's eyes were full of murderous intent, and he was already ready to take action.
However, at this moment——
"What kind of bird egg thing dares to show off here? Are you trying to force people to kneel down and then kill them? It's really awe-inspiring!"
An old and indifferent voice suddenly sounded out of thin air. It was not loud, but it passed into the ears of everyone present very clearly. There was a hint of anger in the voice.
The Wrath of the Martial Saint!
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