The first thousand two hundred and twenty-five chapters fist to destroy the great sage
"Give you a chance to leave right now, otherwise don't leave." Xiao Ziyu looked at the many great sages indifferently, and said calmly with a calm face.
"Looking for death, boy, I think you want the imperial soldiers, you are crazy." Tiolian was already very unhappy, but because of Ye Hua's squeeze, the anger in his heart had long been burning.
However, he was afraid of Ye Hua's strength, so he didn't take action. Now he didn't expect that a young man with a mental disorder would appear.
He didn't think that this young man was very powerful. At most, he was just an arrogant genius, and he didn't put it in his eyes.
So as soon as he finished speaking, he punched Xiao Ziyu, shattering the vacuum and pressing towards Xiao Ziyu.
Then he stopped looking. In his opinion, this punch was enough to turn Xiao Ziyu into nothingness.
Ding!
Boom!
However, the next second, his expression suddenly changed and became extremely ugly.
"Hahaha! Xiao Lian, you are not full because you are not energetic!" Ye Hua burst into laughter for a moment, and the sarcasm was obvious.
Of course, there was a bit of surprise and caution in the depths of Ye Hua's eyes.
How strong is Tiao Lian? As an enemy, he certainly knows that in his opinion, the Great Sage cannot catch that punch.
However, the young man in front of him just stretched out his right hand, flicked his fingers, and directly neutralized the punch of Ti Lian, and the punch turned into nothingness.
I'm afraid even they are a little inferior to this kind of calm and indifferent move, right?
The faces of many great sages also became solemn, and the looks they looked at Xiao Ziyu changed again.
One of them even cupped his hands towards Xiao Ziyu and said: "Since fellow Taoists want this imperial weapon, then join us and work together to seal it first. As for whose hands this imperial weapon falls into in the end, then let's see if we can
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The tone of voice changed, and even the title changed to 'fellow Taoist'. It was clear that they recognized Xiao Ziyu's strength as he was also a great sage, and of course they did not dare to underestimate Xiao Ziyu.
Although they felt unhappy when there was one more person competing, they would not show it.
After all, the more people there are, the more powerful they will be. After all, the Imperial Soldiers of the Light Tribe are not that easy to seal.
Now the gods inside have revived. Although facing the four killing swords in the wheel sea, the God Refining Pot looked extremely embarrassed and even escaped in the end.
But that is a killing sword that kills the great saints at will. They are just a group of great saints. If it were not for the large number of people, just two people, there really would be no one to suppress them when the emperor's soldiers and gods revived.
This imperial weapon.
That has nothing to do with seeking death. After all, the power the emperor's weapon god has revived and exerted, even if it cannot reach the level of the great emperor, is equivalent to that of an ordinary quasi-emperor.
When a great saint faces a quasi-emperor-level power, he has almost no chance of winning.
Now they are just seven great saints. It is not necessarily safe to suppress the resurrected imperial weapon. They did not see the seal they jointly created, and the God Refining Pot was still darting left and right.
So now another great sage has come, and many great sages have no objection.
Of course, only Ti Lian was even more angry because Xiao Ziyu's appearance made him look foolish again.
So he glanced at Xiao Ziyu with a cold face, and then said: "We have jointly sealed this imperial weapon. This fellow Taoist has just appeared now and has not contributed any effort. Isn't it inappropriate to do so?"
Xing Lian's words silenced everyone present again. At this time, all the great sages could see that Xing Lian was obviously looking for a thorn.
However, none of them stood up. They were very shrewd, and all of them focused on Xiao Ziyu.
Regarding Ti Lian's words, Xiao Ziyu shook his head in disbelief, his expression did not change at all, he was still indifferent. However, it seemed that many great sages felt that the coldness on this person had become a bit heavier, and some even felt a faint feeling in their hearts.
Extremely uneasy.
"Noisy!"
"I'll give you a chance. If you don't seize it, don't blame me for being ruthless." Xiao Ziyu looked at everyone coldly, and then suddenly made a move. There was no huge momentum, just the same as Tiolian's move just now.
When he punched everyone, he also shattered the vacuum. It shouldn't have shattered the void. This endless punch came out.
Immediately, many great saints felt an unparalleled force impacting their hearts, and their expressions changed.
They didn't expect that Xiao Ziyu would have such a bad temper, and more importantly, he would be so bold that one person would dare to challenge them all.
"Looking for death, you think you are the ancient emperor?" Diaolian sneered when she saw Xiao Ziyu attacking all of them.
Although this punch felt very dangerous to him, he did not believe that Xiao Ziyu could deal with seven of them by himself.
The power of seven great saints joining forces is so powerful.
So Tiao Lian took the lead, fighting with both arms, tearing the world apart, and rushed straight into Xiao Ziyu's fist, facing the wind.
Boom!
Xing Lian's arms turned into two sword lights, and Pi Lian's sword lights were like the bright light of heaven and earth, with endless edge, slashing at Xiao Ziyu fiercely.
Ding!
Poof!
However, he underestimated Xiao Ziyu's fists. The sword light formed by his arms, looking at the strength of the fist, only erupted with a crisp sound of gold and iron, and the sword light was dispersed by the strength of the fist.
And he himself was so direct with his punch that blood spilled into the starry sky.
"ah...."
With a scream, his body turned into blood, and his soul was extinguished in despair.
"not good!"
When the others saw that the crying lotus was destroyed in an instant, their hearts skipped a beat. This was the Great Sage, and he was beaten into nothingness in the blink of an eye.
How can this not make their hearts tremble?
The remaining six people, without the slightest pause, took action in unison in an instant, as if they had all rehearsed, using all their strength to attack the fist that instantly destroyed the crying lotus.
The six of them had not thought about escaping. When they saw the crying lotus that was destroyed in an instant, they knew that the young man in front of them was an unfathomable monk whose cultivation level was definitely much higher than theirs.
Even if he cannot reach the level of quasi-emperor, he is probably still at the peak of the Great Sage.
And they can feel the strength of this fist locking them tightly. Even if they want to escape, it may not be that easy.
Even if you run away, you may die faster. Only six people work together to have a chance to escape.
The six of them are all old monsters who have lived for thousands of years, so they all understand each other tacitly, not even through eye contact, but they all unite.
Six powerful attacks bombarded Xiao Ziyu's fist power, and a loud roar suddenly erupted, exploding like the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder.
Suddenly the sky and the earth were filled with emptiness.