Young Master Youhou had no time to think about it and wanted to run for his life immediately.
But he just moved...
call out!
The cold sword light had already pierced him.
This Young Master Youhou is no more powerful than a high-level saint, and he has no ability to struggle and resist on his own. But when the cold sword light is about to penetrate into his body, 'Pa!' A jade pendant that Young Master Youhou carries with him explodes immediately.
It opened up and formed a barrier.
The sword light swept across and the barrier instantly shattered, but Young Master Youhou used this counter-shock force to distance himself from Su Xin.
"The life-saving thing given to me by Patriarch Dongyang was defeated with just one sword?"
"How can this be?"
Young Master Youhou was so frightened that he ran away like a frightened bird.
"Save me! Save me!"
"King Kong Xin, save me quickly!"
Young Master Youhou roared crazily, and the sound spread. At the same time, he immediately took out a series of messenger talismans and asked for help from the strong men of Shengtian Palace, including the ancestor behind him.
In the void surrounding this wasteland, many people gathered there.
Most of them just came to watch the fun.
As soon as Mr. Youhou and the white-eyed saint arrived, they noticed it.
"Young Master Youhou has arrived."
"This Young Master Youhou is the most fanatical about Master Ah Qi. He was probably the one who sent people to assassinate Su Xin in the canyon before."
"Huh? The White-Eyed Saint took action directly."
"As expected of Young Master Youhou, he is not worried at all about whether the other party has someone to rely on. He is really confident."
"The Peak Saint takes action personally, and Su Xin is dead."
Everyone thinks so.
But in the blink of an eye...
"What?"
"How can it be?"
"The White-Eyed Saint was killed with one sword, and Young Master Youhou is also being hunted?"
Everyone who came to this deserted void was stunned.
Their heads were pounding, and they all fell into a brief sluggish state.
The scene that happened before my eyes was really too fast, too sudden, and too unbelievable.
A Holy Lord, or a Holy Lord who just broke through, killed a peak Holy Lord in the blink of an eye?
This made them even wonder if they were dreaming?
It wasn't until Master Youhou's frantic scream for help sounded that they finally came out of their daze.
"King Kong Xin, save me quickly!"
King Kong Xin couldn't help but change his expression when he heard Young Master Youhou calling for help.
He actually doesn't have much friendship with Young Master Youhou, but the latter has a great background and Shengtian Palace attaches great importance to it. Now Young Master Youhou has directly asked him for help. If he ignores it, Young Master Youhou will really die.
Here, afterwards the saint Tiangong, maybe he will also bear grudge against him.
"You two, stop that man quickly." King Kong Xin ordered.
Immediately, the man and woman standing behind him, his two strongest soul slaves, turned into streams of light and rushed out.
As the pinnacle saints, and the distance was not far from each other, the two people burst out at full speed and came to Su Xin with just two simple flashes.
"Your Excellency, please stop."
"Spare Young Master Youhou's life."
Both of them spoke.
"roll!"
Su Xin just glanced at the two people in front of him indifferently, and the divine sword in his hand flew out.
It was a very random sword, but under the guidance of the sword's heart, it became so natural that it blended into the surrounding world.
The sword light passed by instantly, incredibly fast.
The two of them also tried their best to resist, but in the end... "Puff!" "Puff!"
One of them had his body directly penetrated by the sword light, and his consciousness dissipated on the spot. The other person's body protection method was stronger, but he barely managed to save his life, but his whole body was also turned into blood mist, and it couldn't be more miserable.
"impossible!!"
"Even the most powerful Saint, is it impossible for him to be so strong?"
When King Kong Xin saw this, his eyes could not help but widen, and he shook his head desperately, unable to believe all this.
However, Su Xin's figure was not hindered in the slightest, and he continued to pursue him. With just a few simple sidesteps, he was already on the verge of catching up with Young Master Youhou.
"no no!!"
"You can't kill me!"
Young Master Youhou roared at the top of his lungs.
"I am a member of Shengtian Palace, and I am also the most outstanding disciple of the orthodox lineage of Shengtian Palace!"
"Behind me, the entire Shengtian Palace stands, and the Dongyang Patriarch stands!"
"If you dare to kill me..."
Young Master Youhou stopped abruptly before he finished speaking.
Su Xin's figure had already appeared in the void in front of him, and at the same time, he felt a coldness on his neck.
His eyes widened, his mouth opened and he wanted to say something, but his head had separated from his body and fell weakly to the ground below.
"Shengtian Palace, the most outstanding disciple of the Zhengtong lineage? Standing behind you is the Dongyang Patriarch?"
"Even if you are the son of the Dongyang Patriarch, you will die today!"
Su Xin looked at the helplessly falling body of Young Master Youhou with cold eyes.
He is no longer the little guy in the Eastern Wasteland who had to look forward and backward.
At that time, his strength was too weak. Facing the behemoths such as Ziyue Holy Land, he had no capital to compete.