Without waiting for Su Haoran to speak, Sanjie waved his hands and said: "You two adults can heal your wounds and can monopolize the third floor of Babel Tower. You must not harm women."
Um?
The two sacred descendants raised their eyebrows at the same time, and two terrifying pressures shrouded Sanjie and Su Haoran.
There was a faint flash of fire in Su Haoran's eyes.
Although he was also dissatisfied with these two so-called adults, he did not speak out. Sanjie had a very shabby and upright personality, so he directly refused. If you two holy descendants want to suppress you, you shouldn't include Su Haoran, right?
From the fact that these two guys said they wanted to heal their wounds with the dual repair method, to the fact that they showed their overbearing and arrogant personalities, Su Haoran's first impression of these two adults was extremely bad.
"grown ups!"
Under the pressure of the two great saints, a layer of cold sweat broke out on Sanjie's forehead. He stepped back three steps, but said stubbornly: "The two adults need healing, and we Daxia will do our best.
But we will never let you ruin women."
"roll!"
The holy descendant who had already stood up yelled at Sanjie, and a sound wave exploded in Sanjie's chest, shaking the great monk's feet off the ground and flying seven or eight meters away, and he fell with a thud.
On the ground.
Although Sanjie practiced the most powerful Buddhist skills and his body was extremely strong, he was not injured by this trick, but the humiliation of being disrespected made Sanjie's face turn red with anger.
The most frightening thing is that after a sound wave blasted away the three rings, this sacred descendant said arrogantly: "I was born on the Great Wall of Starry Sky. As an adult, I have fought hard for two hundred years to keep you low-level people in the solar system.
, why not enjoy some women now?"
When Qian Ying said these words, he seemed very arrogant and confident.
Another divine descendant who did not stand up had a scar on his forehead that could not be completely healed. He looked even more arrogant than the previous one. He actually raised his finger at Su Haoran and said: "Send me the woman.
Then go back and find some women for me to come back to."
hehe!
Su Hao sneered and took two steps back, shook his head and said, "You are overthinking. I am not here to give you a woman, and you are not worthy of bossing around in front of me."
Just because he did not obey the order, the sitting holy descendant immediately became angry.
"You low-class man, if you don't obey my orders, you will die."
The holy descendant flicked his left hand, and a silver fist struck towards Su Haoran.
A ruthless look flashed in Su Haoran's eyes, he raised his prison scimitar, slashed at the fist seal with all his strength, and shouted: "If you were a great sage in his prime, I would turn around and get out, but now you are half disabled,
You’re not worthy enough to pretend to be an uncle in front of me.”
Stab!
Su Haoran's powerful sword strike actually cut off the Holy Descendant's fist.
Two strong winds blew past him, completely blowing up the bangs on his forehead, and the scimitar in Su Haoran's hand was also buzzing. It was obvious that this sword was very difficult for him to cut, but it was indeed a sacred blow.
The descendant's subsequent blow was blocked.
Um?!
Looking at Su Haoran with firm eyes, the holy descendants who took action were slightly startled.
But then, the Holy Descendant became furious and suddenly stood up and walked towards Su Haoran, shouting loudly: "When I Zuo Lu fought bloody battle on the Great Wall of Starry Sky, you low-class people couldn't give me any resources, and now you dare to disobey my will.
Do you think we are just your guardian angels, but not the gods of death who can judge your fate?"
"You are wrong, I have never regarded you as my patron saint."
Su Haoran held a knife in both hands and said sternly: "I only respect your ancestors, who paid a bloody price to resist foreign enemies. And you guard the Great Wall of Starry Sky, although it has a protective effect on the creatures on the earth, but you are also doing your best to protect yourself.
Be careful, don't
You speak so loftily, let alone act like a god in front of me."
"You're right."
Sanjie walked to Su Haoran's side, clasped his hands together and said: "My master also said that we should respect the soldiers who shed blood on the Great Wall of Starry Sky, but you are not our gods, and you have no right to treat us as inferior human beings.
.”
"Inverted!"
Zuo Lu was furious, the Great Sage's aura completely exploded, and the towering force of enlightenment fell towards Su Haoran and Sanjie.
Immediately, the two of them seemed to be stuck in a quagmire and could not move at all, and Sanjie was so anxious that a layer of sweat oozed from his bald head.
Qian Ying laughed ferociously and sneered: "Ignorant low-class people actually want to put themselves on an equal footing with us. Are you worthy? We, the sacred descendants, have been guarding the starry sky for generations to ensure that you live in the sky.
In a harmonious land, even if I want your vitality and ancestral energy to replenish my life, you should give it to me, so how can you say no to us?"
Too arrogant!
Su Haoran's eyes became colder and colder when he looked at the two of them. The respect he once had for these sacred descendants in his heart completely disappeared and turned into endless disgust.
Zuozai walked up to Su Haoran and Sanjie, shook his tall figure of just over two meters, and said fiercely: "Now I will kill you two disobedient low-class people to let you know that you are in the Holy Land."
In the eyes of future generations, they are just ants."
While speaking, Zuo Lu picked up his index finger and poked Su Haoran's chest.
The movement of this finger was not fast, but there was a terrifying force at the tip of his finger that could destroy anything.
If Zuo Lu's move was aimed at the Three Rings, the great monk might really be doomed, but how could he have thought that Su Haoran was the soul of Emperor Xianwu. What he was not afraid of the most was the pressure of his momentum.
Can't hold him down at all.
To take a step back, if Zuo Lu used all his strength to attack, even if Su Haoran could not be killed instantly with one finger, Su Haoran would not have the slightest chance to fight back.
But he underestimated Su Haoran. He deliberately slowed down his movements just to let Su Haoran experience his greatest fear before he died.
Unfortunately, just when his fingertips touched half an inch on Su Haoran's chest, Su Haoran suddenly turned sideways, raised the prison-slaying scimitar in his right hand at high speed, and said with a smile: "Play with me in slow motion.
, then I’ll give you some weird stuff to show you.”
That's right, Su Haoran really performed a devilish knife move. He seemed to have provoked one move, but in fact, he completed a dozen superimposed upward moves in an instant.
A dignified descendant of the saint, who had accumulated countless experiences in bloody battles on the Great Wall of Starry Sky, was struck by Su Haoran's knife on his left chest and ribs, creating more than a dozen sparks of violent metal friction.
"Ah, you low-class people are not immobilized by my general trend."
Zuozai was so frightened that he couldn't see any movement under his feet, but he had already retreated more than 20 meters.
The scimitar in Su Haoran's hand buzzed with vibration, and he shook his head and said: "What a pity, the armor you are wearing is actually a high-quality magic weapon, and my sword can't cut it."
"Inferior man, how dare you attack me!"
Zuo Lu was still in shock and looked at Su Haoran with murderous intent in his eyes.
Su Haoran, on the other hand, was very calm. He shook his head and sighed: "It seems that you are not the main force resisting foreign enemies on the Great Wall of Starry Sky. Instead, you are the supporter of the heroic warriors."
Zuo Lu roared: "What nonsense are you talking about?"
"Did it hit your sore spot?"
Su Haoran sneered disdainfully: "Look at your expression when you were attacked. You were like a frightened bird. Facing the strong men from hell and the warriors from Nibiru, you would probably just hide behind the hero and tremble, right?"
"
"you shut up!"
"I see that you are seriously injured and have almost lost half your life. But looking at your fragile character, you are strong on the outside but capable on the inside. You are not injured while resisting foreign enemies. You are..."
"Inferior man, I told you to shut up, didn't you hear me?"
"You were attacked when the Great Wall of Starry Sky was breached, and you were chased by the enemy when you were escaping. You were injured. You ran back like a lost dog. Don't you feel ashamed? Do you still want to dominate us?"
Su Haoran was using words to stimulate the other party, and he was engaging in a Zuolan and Qianwen mentality, but his analysis was extremely accurate and deeply stung the other party's nerves.
"Inferior man, you know too much."
Zuo Lu's murderous aura surged into the sky, and he was in front of Su Haoran in a flash.
quick!
The Great Sage shows his power too quickly, even if he is a Great Sage with only half of his power and half of his life left.
With his clairaudience, Su Haoran could see signs of his movements and even predict the opponent's change of moves in the next ten seconds, but he still couldn't dodge, and he didn't even have a chance to use his mind needle to attack.
Boom!
A great sage's fist hit Su Haoran hard on the chest.
The terrifying energy caused Su Haoran to blast ripples of air in all directions with his chest as the center.
"brother!"
When Sanjie saw this scene, he was so angry that his eyes were splitting, and he shouted loudly: "Zuo Lu, you dare to kill my brother, me, me, me..."
Originally, Sanjie was going to say harsh words, and even took off the skull beads from his neck, ready to fight for his life.
But!
He discovered that Zuo Lu's extremely terrifying punch failed to move Su Haoran at all.
That's right, at the critical moment, Su Haoran used his critical hegemonic body.
Invincible for a second, no matter what level of martial saint you are, you can't cause any harm to Su Haoran.
"How can this be?"
After the punch, Zuo Lu's breath suddenly became weak, and he was frightened again.
On the other hand, Su Haoran raised a smug sneer at the corner of his mouth and said calmly: "It seems that what I said is absolutely right. You don't have the courage to fight foreign enemies to the death, and you are also weak in strength. This beautiful and practical armor of yours, wearing
It’s really wasted on you.”
ah!
After Su Haoran finished saying this, he used the needle without hesitation.
As his realm improved and his soul was replenished, Su Haoran would have no problem using mind needles two or three times a day.
In order to deal with this great sage, Su Haoran's mental needle move almost unleashed all the available mental power. It was like gouging out the heart and scraping the bones and the pain went straight into the depths of the soul, causing this man to be seriously injured.
Zuo Lu, who had consumed a lot of energy, almost completely lost his combat power for an instant.
Taking this opportunity, Su Haoran put away the scimitar, the magic whip appeared in his hand, and hit Zuo Lu on the head with a bang.
thump!
The sacred descendant from the Great Wall of Starry Sky was knocked unconscious by Su Haoran's whip and fell directly in front of him.
"Zuo Lu!"
Qian Ying watched his companion fall and roared angrily: "Damn low-class man, how dare you take action against the Holy Descendant, you deserve death."
"What, you think you are much better than Zuo Lu? Do you dare to think of being like him?" Su Haoran raised the whip and stared at the winner in front of him proudly.
"The divine whip is actually Kunlun's divine whip!"
However, Su Haoran's words failed to intimidate Qian Ying. Instead, the Kunlun Mountain Mountain-Suppressing Artifact in his hand was recognized by the opponent.
Qian Ying's eyes flashed with greed, and he walked towards Su Haoran step by step, his breath rising step by step, and he said with a sneer: "Withstanding Zuo Lu's punch, it should be some kind of secret skill of yours, you can't carry it anymore
The second time. Little guy, I can’t let you go just because you dare to provoke the Holy Descendant. In addition, the magic whip, a magic weapon, is not something you deserve to have."
It’s over!
Facing the Qian Ying who had seen through everything, Su Haoran's heart was in doubt. He no longer had any trump cards that could be used to deal with the Great Sage, so he could only pretend to be calm and said: "You're not afraid of death, are you? Come here!"