Zu Yuanshen suddenly took a step forward, staring at the Saint of Nanhua, with a touch of excitement and greed flashing in his eyes.
The only saint of the human race in Beicang Mountain, Nan Hua! As long as he kills the other party, the human race will become a wandering race from now on. There will no longer be a strong man who can suppress the fate. Within a hundred years, it will be completely destroyed.
From now on, the Gods will be the Gods, and no one will make excuses for the Humans! If this task can be completed in his hands, he will definitely be famous throughout the ages, and will receive generous rewards from the God King and be promoted to the realm of the Great Sage.
Right in front of you! "Who is this?"
"It seems to be Nanhua, the saint of the human race Beicang Mountain."
"It's him... we haven't seen each other for many years, how come he is still in the realm of the Saint? When he took the road of seizing luck, his arrogance was simply overwhelming.
The first saint of the Xuanding Clan and the first saint of the Ten Saint Clan were all defeated by him, except for the True Dragon Academy, he did not go."
"Of course he didn't dare to go. He stood in front of the True Dragon Academy for a few days and then left. He never dared to knock on the door!"
"The Zhou Tian Palace does have some grievances with the human race. Is he going to cause trouble for the eldest prince today?
The eldest prince is a great sage, how dare he, just a mere saint?"
Everyone was secretly shocked.
Especially the group of saints on the high platform were shocked and looked quite strange, because many of them had been defeated by the saint of Nanhua.
That is to say, in the past few hundred years, the Saint of Nanhua rarely showed up, and they gradually forgot about this person's existence, only saying that he was limited by the destiny of the human race and no longer had the original grace.
I never thought I would be able to see Nan Hua again here and now.
"Could it be that his life span is about to run out and he is unwilling to accept it, so he comes here to seek death?"
"Maybe it's possible. Let's see what he is going to do."
Everyone looked at the Nanhua Saint silently and watched his changes.
"You can show up at this moment, your martial arts courage is really admirable."
Song Yu looked at the Saint of Nanhua with a smile on his face.
At that time, a dozen figures rose from the sky and surrounded the Nanhua Saint. These were all powerful men in the Zhoutian Palace.
"It's not easy to handle."
Qingchen looked strange.
In my ears, the voice of the Lord of the Demonic Way slowly sounded.
"Nan Hua is too impulsive. What he does will only cause the last saint of the human race to perish here.
You must persuade your son not to act rashly. Only after he and you are promoted to saints can the human race have hope."
"I see."
Qingchen nodded slightly. At this point, she did not quarrel with the other party.
No matter what the other party's real purpose is, whether he is using her or not, one thing will not change.
We all belong to the human race, and the master of the Youmo Dao is also planning for the revitalization of the human race.
"You will step back."
Song Yu said calmly.
All the powerful men in Zhoutian Palace looked at each other, and then retreated silently.
"Whatever means you have today, no matter how you use them, this can be regarded as a personal grudge between you and me. The Zhoutian Palace will not interfere, nor will it implicate your human race."
Song Yu smiled lightly and said, "But after today, the grudge between you and me will be completely settled."
Everyone heard the hidden meaning in this sentence.
Song Yu was obviously telling the Saint of Nanhua that he would definitely die today.
Only through death can grudges be settled.
"I have only one purpose today, which is to take your life."
The Saint of Nanhua smiled lightly.
"Hiss—" Everyone took a breath of cold air, shocked by the frankness of the Nanhua Saint.
A saint wants to take the life of a great saint?
It’s such a nonsense! “You want to take my life?”
The corners of Song Yu's lips raised slightly, "I admit that among the saints, you are hard to find an opponent for.
But the great sage is the great sage, and the saint is the saint. The difference between them is bigger than you think.
Let's do this, go ahead and take action, if you can make me move even an inch, I will lose.
I will let you leave alive."
"A saint from the human race dares to provoke my uncle. He is really looking for death."
Not far away from Su Han and others, Song Ci had a hint of sarcasm in his eyes, and looked at Su Han specifically, feeling a little more lively.
Perhaps, this matter can be used to make her uncle attack the other party?
Song Ci secretly thought about this possibility.
At this time, the Saint of Nanhua moved.
He gently raised his right hand and pointed it toward Song Yu.
In an instant, all the power in heaven and earth was concentrated on the fingertips of Saint Nanhua.
No matter what attributes these powers are, at this moment, they gather into the most primitive and pure power of heaven and earth! "This is his free authority!"
"Carefree, great freedom, driving all the forces in the world."
Some saints have complicated expressions.
Once upon a time, they were defeated in the hands of the Saint of Nanhua and by the authority of their own Saint.
At that time, the other party was exercising free authority, a kind of authority that still makes their hair stand on end.
It was also from that time that the human race gradually developed a kind of talent. No matter how weak their luck was, there would occasionally be some monster-like geniuses who could learn everything quickly and master all powers! "Even Xiaoyao Quan, facing Song
It is impossible for a great sage like Yu to really use his authority and power for his own use, right?"
Some people thought secretly in their hearts.
If it were just this point, Nanhua Sage was here to make fun of him today, and there was no way he could hurt Song Yu even a hair.
Song Yu showed a hint of admiration in his eyes and said with a smile: "Your understanding of Xiaoyao's authority has indeed reached its limit. Logically speaking, you should be able to break into the realm of the Great Sage at any time.
When you are promoted to the Great Sage, you may be able to fight with me, but now, you are still a little behind."
While speaking, Nanhua Sage also raised his other hand and swept it lightly.
In an instant, another kind of saint's authority surged out. After everyone felt this breath, they all felt that the power on their bodies seemed to be constantly disintegrating and fading, as if they had turned into a person without clothes, exposed to the air.
Hit! "Equality of authority!"
The saints present all had a look of solemnity in their eyes.
They also know a lot about this kind of authority and power.
This kind of power can ignore the nature of all things and go straight to the source of vital points! In other words, if the power is not much stronger than Nan Hua, all defensive methods are useless in front of him! In addition to the special nature of Xiaoyao authority, if
The swords and shields in your hands will become the means for the opponent to attack you! It is precisely for this reason that when those geniuses faced the Nanhua Saint, they lost one by one. The only thing missing from the True Dragon Academy was the Nanhua Saint.
The road to winning luck! Song Yu felt the power of Qi Wu, and the smile on his face became even bigger.
At the same time, the pure power gathered at the fingertips of Saint Nanhua suddenly turned into a long sword and shot straight towards Song Yu! "It's not enough."
Song Yu smiled lightly and shook his head, "That's really not enough. However, your power to maintain health is not as good as the enemy..." At this moment, the Nanhua Sage suddenly showed a hint of ridicule in his eyes.
The next moment, the long sword that was originally condensed with the purest power suddenly changed color and became extremely black.
The aura on its body has also completely changed.
That is not free authority at all, but a kind of saintly authority that no one has ever known! "Does this person have the fourth kind of saintly authority?"
All the saints cried out in surprise.
At that time.
The black sword penetrated Song Yu's eyebrows, and there was still a smile on his face.
Sage Nanhua also showed a smile on his face: "I really can't let you move even an inch.