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Chapter 793 Provocation!

But now, Nalan Ruyu, the strongest in the Holy Mountain, rushed over, not knowing what the final result would be.

The holy son Nalan Ruyu is rumored to be an invincible existence of his peers on the holy mountain. It is self-evident what being able to become a holy son on the holy mountain represents.

Saint, that is the existence that surpasses all living beings, transcending the ordinary and becoming holy, that is the honor of Tianjiao.

The overlord Zong Yisu and the holy mountain Nalan Ruyu are about to fight, which will attract the attention of hundreds of millions of people, waiting eagerly!

In the Excalibur Gate, Elder Su Kuangge, Elder Baimingshan and others raised their eyes.

In Tianxuanzong, Jian Wannian and the others had complicated eyes.

In the lineup of Yutian Palace, the deputy palace master Guanlan had a look of astonishment in his eyes, apparently quite frightened.

There was a coldness in Xi Wuqing's eyes. Seeing the fuzzy and overlapping images in the void, he already knew it. It seemed that the most worrying thing happened. The Holy Mountain was indeed arranged in the Holy Martial Secret Realm. He made a move, and even used such killing methods as the soul-controlling killing talisman.

This is a must-kill situation, but it seems that Su Yifu is destined to die, and he has the same defensive method as the Soul-Repelling Talisman Shield!
"Senior brother Nalan, come quickly!"

"Senior Brother Nalan will definitely be able to kill that kid!"

"Great, Senior Brother Nalan is here!"

It was a mess, like the earth after a great earthquake, and the remaining young disciples of the Holy Mountain retreated in the distance. On their pale faces, their horrified eyes kept trembling. When they saw Nalan Ruyu, they were shocked. I saw hope again.

Su Yi also saw it, it seemed that somewhere in the Holy Martial Secret Realm, not too far away, Nalan Ruyu came.

But Su Yi ignored it, and with a sneer in his eyes, he was still looking at the lineup of the Holy Mountain outside the Holy Martial Secret Realm.

Suddenly, everyone was shocked to see that Su Yi raised his hand and stretched out his index finger to point at the Holy Mountain lineup. There seemed to be a few interspatial bags in his hand, stained with blood, which seemed to be harvested from Chu Changhuan just now.

"My God, this is provoking the Holy Mountain!"

Many people couldn't help but exclaimed, and felt their hearts beating faster for no reason. The young man who killed Chu Changhuan in front of the Holy Mountain was actually pointing directly at the Holy Mountain at this moment.

Not to mention from ancient times to the present, at least everyone present has never heard of it, at least they have never seen it, that someone in Zhongzhou dared to provoke the Holy Mountain like this.

Looking at the young man Yaoyao in the image of the void portal, he raised his hand and pointed at it. Elder Bingke, Wang Quande, Kuang Guilan and other people in the holy mountain, could it be that their teeth were clenched, their complexions were ashen, and their eyes were full of coldness.

"This is a provocation. If you ignore my holy mountain, if you don't lose your bones and ashes, what face will there be on my holy mountain!"

There was a strong man from the holy mountain whose eyes were red, and the corners of his eyes twitched!

Su Yi sneered, turned around and turned his head, looking at the young disciples of the Holy Mountain who were waiting for hope in the distance.

There are not many young disciples left in these holy mountains, less than two-thirds, and a small half has already been lost.

What Su Yi looked at, across a long distance, there was also a sense of cold air for no reason.

"Whoosh!"

Su Yi moved, the vitality of the soles of his feet flicked, and his figure flew out like an afterimage, aiming at the remaining young disciples of the holy mountain.

"Then what does Yi Su want to do!"

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, someone's blood couldn't help but boil, and their heart tensed for no reason, and their heartbeat almost stopped.

"not good!"

Those disciples of the Holy Mountain who were waiting for hope, watched that young figure coming towards them, eyes that were already full of hope, fell into horror again in an instant, and lost their souls for no reason. Trembling.

"Run away, hurry up!"

The disciples who are as powerful as the holy mountain, are they arrogant in their eyes, and never put any disciples of the mountain gate in their eyes, but at this moment, each and every one of them has seen the evil star, and they can't even have the heart to fight against them. There is only one thought deep in their hearts , that is to escape, and wait until Senior Brother Nalan arrives.

"Run away, hurry up!"

The horrified disciples of the Holy Mountain were panicked and confused, their expressions changed drastically, like birds and beasts scattered, after reacting, they immediately ran away in a hurry.

Mo Baiming was vulnerable, even Chu Changhuan was no match, and was killed in front of their eyes.

At this moment, these holy mountain disciples who are usually defiant, how can they have the courage to fight at this moment, not to mention that they themselves have already suffered heavy injuries, and they are vulnerable to a single blow.

However, these disciples of the Holy Mountain are far from enough compared to Chu Changhuan, not to mention Mo Baiming.

Even in terms of speed, he was no match for Su Yi at all.

"Whoosh!"

Su Yi was too fast, and appeared in front of a young man from the holy mountain, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and a dark black sword filled with light appeared in his hand, emitting a dazzling and deep light.

This sword was exactly the one in Mo Baiming's hand back then.

Dushan had collapsed, and Mo Baiming was also buried in the pile of rubble.

But this impressive sword appeared in Su Yi's hands at some point.

"call out!"

The sword light was like lightning, Su Yi stabbed straight with the sword, the sword light expanded rapidly in the disciple's pupils, he had no power to resist, and finally swept in from the chest, stabbing out from the back with blood, his eyes were powerless to close.

"kill!"

In the next breath, Su Yi's figure had already appeared beside the second young disciple from the holy mountain, and he struck straight with his sword, without any fancy, the sword light and wind thunder, clanging and deafening.

"Chi la la..."

As the sword light passed by, the young man fled quickly in horror, and it was too late to avoid it. In his desperate eyes, his body was cut in half with a sword, and blood spattered.

Su Yi started to kill, his eyes were full of murderous intent.

Shengshan already has the heart to kill him, so why should he restrain himself!

Su Yi was on a killing spree at this moment, killing one was killing, killing one hundred and one thousand was killing.

Then kill as many as you can, and it hurts to kill the holy mountain.

"Boom!"

Su Yi's figure was like a ghost, like a god of death reaping, wherever he passed, disciples from the Holy Mountain were beheaded and blood splattered, this was massacre.

The disciples of the Holy Mountain have always been aloof.

The disciples of the holy mountain represent the absolute strength among their peers, and they are existences that are within reach among their peers.

In the vast central state, any young man dreams of becoming a disciple of the Holy Mountain.

But at this moment, hundreds of millions of eyes saw with their own eyes that the disciples of the holy mountain were scattered like birds and beasts, vulnerable to a single blow, scattered and fled in all directions, being completely slaughtered, they were so weak and helpless.

"Is this the Holy Mountain!"

Among the crowd, some people couldn't help but feel a little suspicious. Could it be that the so-called holy mountain is just like this, deceiving countless people in Zhongzhou.

Of course, few people would really doubt the Holy Mountain.

The disciples of the holy mountain are definitely very strong, and any one of them is a proud figure. All of this is because the overlord Zong Yisu is too strong, so powerful that he is like a monster.

"Don't, don't!"

"Nalan, hurry up!"

"My apprentice!"

Outside the Holy Martial Secret Realm, on the top of the mountain where the Holy Mountain is located, several old men on the Holy Mountain have eyes like lightning, gnash their teeth, and their voices are like thunder, inexplicably sad.

(End of this chapter)