Su Liyang was in the three-pole realm tens of thousands of years ago. Even without subsequent cultivation methods, after so many years of accumulation, Su Liyang's strength is definitely much stronger than the ordinary two-pole realm of life and death. Otherwise, he would not be called
The first person under Taiqing.
Ziwei Xingjun looked on with cold eyes and said calmly: "I think Brother Su, you have misunderstood. The person I said I can't offend is not myself, but the person next to me."
Ziwei Xingjun's words were like a stone falling into the water, causing countless splashes, while the faces of everyone around him froze. Instead, the laughter became more noisy and wanton.
Su Liyang also glanced at Zhuo Wen lightly and continued: "Brother Ziwei, I won't joke with you anymore. If you don't hand over that thing, you won't be able to leave the Shanhe Palace."
Ziwei Xingjun stopped talking and looked at Zhuo Wen.
At this moment, Zhuo Wen spoke slowly, and he said: "Your Mountain and River Palace cannot trap us today, Su Liyang, if you kneel down now and solemnly apologize to us, and offer the next cultivation method of the Three Extremes Realm, I may not
I will take action against your Shanhe Palace, otherwise, Shanhe Palace will cease to exist today."
Zhuo Wen's words only attracted more ridicule, and Su Liyang shook his head, his face already impatient.
Su Yangqi saw the impatience on Su Liyang's face and immediately understood. He took a step forward and punched out towards Zhuo Wen.
The power of this punch is extremely terrifying, enough to injure any monk in the Enlightenment Realm.
With Zhuo Wen's invisible body, everyone thought it was impossible to catch Su Yangqi's punch.
It's a pity that the moment Su Yangqi punched Zhuo Wen in front of him, Zhuo Wen just slowly stretched out his palm and easily grabbed Su Yangqi's fist.
It was as if Su Yangqi's punch was weak and useless.
Then, everyone saw Zhuo Wen twisting his right hand slightly, a terrifying sound of bone cracking sounded, and then Su Yangqi's right fist was twisted off.
Su Yangqi wanted to fly away, but unfortunately, Zhuo Wen's right foot reacted much faster than him, and kicked Su Yangqi's chest violently. It actually dented Su Yangqi's sternum, and the five internal organs in his body were dented.
All the six internal organs were shattered.
Boom!
When Su Yangqi fell to the ground in a panic, everyone reacted.
"this……"
Everyone stared blankly at Su Yangqi who was lying on the ground and struggling. Even though Su Yangqi looked like he only suffered a skin injury, in fact, the moment Zhuo Wen punched out, Su Yangqi's soul was also knocked out.
Most of it was also destroyed.
Su Yangqi wanted to recover. Without hundreds or thousands of years of cultivation, it would be difficult to repair the destroyed soul.
Su Liyang was the first to react. He looked at Zhuo Wen solemnly and said, "It seems that I underestimated you. You are actually a monk who has realized the realm of death."
The moment Zhuo Wen took action, others may not have noticed, but Su Liyang noticed Zhuo Wen's instant burst of death-mysterious divine power.
Although it was just a trace, Su Liyang was no ordinary monk, and he immediately recognized the fluctuation of the Death Mysterious Divine Power.
The gazes of many monks around him also became serious. They did not expect that this ordinary young man in white clothes could actually be a powerful monk who had realized the realm of death.
I am afraid that except for Su Liyang, there is really no one here who can be the opponent of this young man in white.
"However, even if you are in the realm of death, you will not be able to leave the Shanhe Palace today. If you dare to attack the master of the Shanhe Palace, you must have the proper consciousness."
As soon as Su Liyang said these words, a terrifying murderous intention spread out, freezing the entire surrounding space.
Feeling this terrifying murderous intent, everyone onlookers froze in their hearts and couldn't help but step back some distance again.
Many of the monks looked at Zhuo Wen and Ziwei Xingjun with pity.
Although Zhuo Wen had just knocked down Su Yangqi with one move, Su Liyang was not Su Yangqi. This was the ancestor of Shanhe Palace. His strength was extremely terrifying, and he was a fierce man who had defeated a strong person in the realm of life and death.
No matter how strong Zhuo Wen is, how can he be stronger than Su Liyang?
"Brother Ziwei, please step back as well!"
Zhuo Wen said to Ziwei Xingjun behind him.
Ziwei Xingjun nodded, then continued to retreat with the blue halberd that was already trembling with fear, until he retreated to the edge of the square, and then looked solemnly at the two people still standing in the field.
In fact, Ziwei Xingjun had no idea. Although he knew that Zhuo Wen was really powerful, Su Liyang was not an ordinary monk. He was a real strong man. He didn't know what Zhuo Wen's chances of winning were in this battle.
"You are only aware of the state of death, but you dare to face me directly. You have good courage, but sometimes, the more courageous a person is, the faster he dies. You are one of these people."
Su Liyang's plain voice sounded slowly, and his whole person turned into a shadow and disappeared from the place.
Boom!
Zhuo Wen stepped on his right foot and moved dozens of meters to the side. Then a terrifying giant pit immediately appeared where he originally stood, and countless gravels flew away.
And in this huge pit, a figure stood boldly, this person was none other than Su Liyang.
At this moment, Su Liyang's whole body was covered by a black flame.
The temperature of this black flame is extremely terrifying, giving people the illusion that it can burn anything.
Zhuo Wen is no stranger to this black flame, because this black flame is exactly the energy of extreme fire.
The surrounding monks, however, did not see Su Liyang clearly at all, and found that Su Liyang had already appeared where Zhuo Wen was just now. The speed was so fast that they all changed their expressions.
Of course, Zhuo Wen was able to dodge such rapid attacks in an instant, and many people gave Zhuo Wen a high look.
“Great response!”
Su Liyang sneered and took a step forward. Suddenly, terrifying cracks appeared on the entire ground, like countless spider webs.
Su Liyang, on the other hand, disappeared from the spot like a cannonball, and the next moment, he appeared in front of Zhuo Wen.
Boom!
Zhuo Wen also punched out fiercely, and he collided with Su Liyang. Immediately, countless energy flew up, and the entire square shook. The terrifying energy actually spread countless cracks on the ground of the entire square.
Later, everyone discovered that Zhuo Wen was standing motionless like a rock, while Su Liyang actually took four or five steps back before he could barely stabilize his body.
"How is this possible? This Zhuo Wen actually punched Su Liyang hard. Not only did he not retreat, but Su Liyang retreated violently. How is this possible? Is it possible that Su Liyang is not this person's opponent?"
Everyone was in an uproar, but Ziwei Xingjun breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time became more and more in awe of Zhuo Wen.