Holy Son is so arrogant

Chapter 24 Wouldn't someone treat me as an ordinary person?

"Everyone in the world is a pawn, and so are you and me."

Murong Chen struggled to get up from the ground, looked at the guardian who had injured him, and was not surprised at all, but felt a sense of enlightenment.

As soon as the words fell to the ground, countless mysterious Lingchen Divine Lights burst into strange light, repairing all the injuries on his body.

He seemed to be a different person, his aura was high, he was reborn, his radiance soared to the sky, and behind him stood a majestic general, setting him off very extraordinary.

"Today, either you die or I die, there is no other way."

Murong Chen said calmly, very lightly, as if stating a very small objective fact.

"Wrong, it's either you die or you die."

Su Ping frowned, and said indifferently.

An invincible self-confidence exuded from his body, and the arrogant posture of a natural emperor was fully revealed.

So what if it's weird, even if it's unknown, the Lord will suppress you today!
"I hope your strength can support your arrogance!"

Murong Chen raised his hand, and the surrounding spiritual energy gathered and turned into spears.

The spear is wrapped with Lingchen's divine light, and its power is extraordinary.

For a moment, the spiritual power surged, the divine light was ferocious, and the void began to tremble, and the monks from all directions were even more shocked by it.

"My God! There are so many Lingchen lights!"

"Murong Chen has such terrifying control over Ling Chen's divine light, even some elders of the Murong family can't match it."

"This kind of power is not weaker than the ordinary holy body at all, and even surpasses it!"

"The Holy Son is in danger. As long as he touches these divine lights, even the monks who have changed their dragon bones will be corrupted one by one. The Holy Son may not be spared."

The high-level sect with high vision was worried, and once again sweated for Su Ping.

The time for my own holy son is still too little. If you give him ten or twenty years, it will be enough to grow to the height of suppressing all enemies, but there is no if.

Now Su Ping is just entering the four-pole secret realm for the first time, but he has to fight across a big secret realm, which is sour, who can understand.

"Despicable! To use Lingchen's divine light to wrap spiritual power as an attack, what a shameless villain!"

"The realm is already higher than a secret realm, but he still uses the evil spirit's Lingchen divine light. This person really has no martial arts."

"Rubbish!"

The disciples in the sect were equally indignant and shouted angrily.

Seeing this, Su Ping waved to everyone, and said calmly: "No need to be angry, it's just a little Murong Chen, like an ant, let me see the Holy Son kill him with three moves!"

"Holy Son is mighty!"

"Holy Son is domineering!"

"The Holy Son is immortal!"

"The face value of the Holy Son is arbitrary!"

Hundreds of thousands of disciples shouted loudly, and the sound waves soared into the sky, with a huge momentum.

Murong Chen's guardian frowned slightly, a little displeased.

Murong Chen didn't express anything about this, as if he had become a Buddha instantly, seeing through everything, at this moment all he had in his eyes was victory or defeat, or life and death.

If he wins, he lives; if he loses, he dies.

Other than that, nothing else.

Honor, fame, and martial arts can't affect him.

While Su Ping was speaking, a coldness flashed in the corner of Murong Chen's eyes, and he attacked suddenly, throwing the spear in his hand suddenly, followed by thousands of phantom spears behind him.

There is a sense of oppression that a thousand arrows are firing, tearing the sky apart.

This blow has the power to shake the universe.

"No, he attacked!" Li Rudao instinctively shouted with a livid face.

Not only him, but all the disciples in the sect suddenly changed their colors at this moment. Murong Chen even made a sneak attack, attacking while Su Ping was speaking!
This attack is extremely powerful, it is the famous sage method of the Murong family, although it is not the supreme method, but because Murong Chen has cultivated it to a state worthy of mastery, it is extremely powerful, not weaker than the ordinary entry-level supreme method.

It is even more covered with endless Lingchen divine light!
Even if it is a high-level sect who gets hit, half of his life will be lost!

Gu Shan's face changed drastically, because Murong Chen's offensive was too fierce, and it was a sneak attack. Su Ping had no way to avoid it. He instinctively wanted to rush out to rescue, but was suppressed by an invisible force and couldn't move.

boom!
None of the thousands of spiritual spears failed, and all of them hit Su Ping.

A violent collision sounded.

Smoke and dust are everywhere, and the void is shaking.

All the disciples of the sect raised their hearts to the point of their throats, and kept silent like a cicada.

"Boss!" Li Rudao's face turned pale and bloodless.

"My lord!" Yuexi even fell to the ground, as if the sky had collapsed.

The faces of the other Daozi also changed drastically, and they were in an extremely uncomfortable mood.

The Zongmen's senior management was extremely sad and indignant. It would be fine if Murong Chen defeated Su Ping in an upright manner. They had nothing to say, but Murong Chen was a sneak attack!

Not only using evil things, but also sneak attacking!
Murong Chen's guardian was also pale at this moment, feeling countless powerful auras locking him in, sweat dripped down in big drops, and said angrily:

"You damn idiot! You dare to sneak attack while you are in the Fuyao Sect. Are you going to implicate the entire Murong family?!"

Murong Chen seemed not to have heard it, and looked towards the direction where the smoke and dust rose, his brows were tightly furrowed, and an unbelievable look of shock rose in his eyes:
"You can block such power, how is this possible?!"

He could feel that his offensive suddenly slowed down when he was bombarding Zhongsu, and then he lost control and lost contact with him.

You know, the offensive just now came with the Lingchen divine light that can corrode everything!

Or a sneak attack, in a hurry, how could Su Ping stop it?

"No way? There will be no one else, treat me as an ordinary person, right?"

When the smoke dissipated, Su Ping stood in place, personable and free from dust.

The white clothes are better than the snow, and the temperament is detached.

Everyone exclaimed, their souls returned, and their hanging hearts fell to the ground.

The corner of Su Ping's mouth slightly raised a smile, and he didn't want to be beaten up: "I am a born emperor. How can the attack of ants hurt me? Isn't it natural to block it?"

"Is that so? Fuyao Sect has such an arrogant son as you, what a misfortune for the sect forever."

Murong Chen quickly adjusted his mentality, clasped his five fingers empty, terrifying spiritual power soared into the sky, and Ling Chen's divine light lingered around his side like a river.

"This holy son is actually very low-key. He only occasionally raises his profile when killing people."

Su Ping's words fell, and a cold gleam suddenly shot out of his eyes, showing the killing intent, and he shot suddenly.

"Star Swing!"

The Gentleman's Sword bloomed with fierce brilliance, and when it was slashed out with one sword, hundreds of small secret realms in the body, Lunhai, and the two big secret realms of Dao Palace all emitted bright light, colorful spiritual power surged, and powerful Qi and blood surged.

sting

The sword light slashed out, extremely domineering, like a nine-day waterfall rushing away, turning into a colorful dragon, as powerful as a broken bamboo.

"What a domineering sword move!" Murong Chen's face changed slightly, and he shouted angrily, "However, I can't help it!"

boom!
Murong Chen punched out, and the monstrous divine light radiated brilliance.

Everyone seemed to hear the infinite ferocious wailing, and the light of the fist pierced the sky, as if the fierce god reappeared and shattered the void.

Actually directly toughened Su Ping's sword light.

Boom!

When the two phases collide, like two scorching meteors colliding together, the sky and the earth seem to be extinguished, and countless flying stones and dust are thrown up.

The void trembled, and the spiritual power fluctuated like ripples, spreading in all directions.

"Cough cough."

There was the sound of hemoptysis first, and a figure in distress staggered back tens of meters, and it was Murong Chen:

"How is this possible? You are not afraid of Lingchen's divine light at all!"

This result made him very unbelievable. He was repelled and lost in one move.

But how is this possible?

Lingchen divine light is a strange thing transformed from the anger of ancient sages!

Wherever it goes, everything rots.

How could Su Ping resist!

If the Supreme Saint Physique is physically strong and can barely resist it, then why can the sword light released by Su Ping also resist Lingchen's divine light?

"Why are you afraid?"

Su Ping came up with his sword in hand, and asked in confusion, "Maybe Lingchen's divine light is very strong, but what you have mastered is really too weak!"

(End of this chapter)