It was obvious that Liu Ruoxi was also scared at this moment.

A crystal dewdrop slid down from his cheeks and dripped onto the ground.

There was only a muffled "bang" sound in the void, and the sonorous sword shadow did not cause Su Yi to split into two or split into Lingbao Pavilion.

The huge golden sword shadow was stagnant out of thin air, extremely stiff.

I saw that the golden sword blade in the air touched an ice blue ray of horses, and it was difficult to slash it down.

Then, the terrifying water-attributed energy rioted and quickly climbed above the golden sword shadow like a plague.

The twisted space whirlpool storm was like falling into the snow and ice, and all frozen in an instant, and the golden yellow was quickly occupied by the ice and blue light.

With a crisp explosion, the golden energy of the Holy King's aura turned into a rain of light and scattered, and the overbearing sword light quickly disappeared into the air.

"Swish!"

The sound of energy bursting in mid-air directly faced the Holy Fire's protective true energy, and a sharp and fierce radiant spread out.

"Great Son, be careful!"

Elder Holy Fire obviously did not expect such a thing to happen. As his pupils suddenly shrank, two golden and blue lights rushed towards him.

In a vague way, I could only feel a moon-white figure flying by out of thin air. It was a strong man, an absolute strong man!

It is an existence that the Holy Fire itself must look up to.

Immediately afterwards, the power of the soul came overwhelmed, and the water attributes in the sky brought a hint of coldness to the hot air. When he looked at the Holy Fire Elder, he had retreated to the location where Xuehonglou and others were.

The experience in his eyes, fear and horror were beyond words, and Yuchi Changfeng frowned and his lips twitched.

"It's her!" Looking in the direction of Guangyu, Su Yi was supported by Jing Baiqi and Jing Baihua, which was more than ten meters away from Lingbao Pavilion.

The woman standing in front of her was wearing a moon-white robe, with a graceful and noble temperament, and a sense of outrage in the coldness. She looked at the Holy Mountains lightly, as if she was looking at an ant.

"Damn it! Holy Fire Old Man! What am I saying! Tell you not to destroy my Lingbao Pavilion! Are you deaf?" Jing Baihua put down Su Yi like a shrew, putting her hands on her hips and howling.

"Who used force in front of my Lingbao Pavilion?" Jing Baiqi also changed his previous gentle and kind appearance, and the murderous aura was fully revealed. A strong blood energy that was indescribable made Su Yi, who was standing beside him, look slightly sideways.

"It's really a strange thing! It's obviously a game you set up! You really know how to act!" Su Yi pulled the corner of his mouth and rolled his eyes.

After a closer look, Jun Haotian, Elder Gu Yue and others behind him had all come out of the Lingbao Pavilion. When they saw the scene in front of them, they all frowned.

"You are all here!" Su Yi smiled softly, shrugged his nose, and felt embarrassed in his heart.

"Su Yi! Who hurts you? Is Yan serious? Which beast is it! I will avenge you!"

Jun Haotian looked at Su Yi anxiously, looked up and down at Su Yi to check if there was any injury.

Su Yi waved his hand and nodded, "It's okay! Why are you here!"

"Let's come to participate in the Eight Chong Fengyun Conference! The Palace Master of Gu Yue brought us here!" Jun Haotian lowered his voice and looked at Su Yi with a serious look, suddenly confused.

"Why am I here too?"

Jun Haotian smiled loudly and said softly: "Brother Su Yi, you are eccentric, and you must have many ways, but the Duanmu Palace Master arrived before us, so I don't know!"

Hearing this sentence, a warm current suddenly passed by Su Yi's heart, and the wind and cloud meetings were usually carried by the elders.

Duanmu Xiaoman felt a slight movement in his heart for himself.

"Lingbao Pavilion, what do you mean? Su Yi has an irreconcilable hatred with us! Don't make a grudge against the Holy Mountain!"

Jing Baiqi and Jing Baiqi were looking at each other, and they suddenly looked at Elder Holy Fire with a little pitiful look as if they heard the ridiculous joke.

"No one dares to talk to Lingbao Pavilion yet! Old man, are you stupid?" Jing Baiqi's eyes kept changing, and his strange expression was covered with his face.

But Duanmu Xiaoman, who was standing in front, said lightly: "Yi'er, come here!"

Su Yi suddenly became energetic and quickly came to Duanmu Xiaoman and said respectfully: "Here!"

Duanmu Xiaoman once made an agreement with Su Yi to become a disciple, not to mention it before you, it will be beneficial to Su Yi for the Heavenly Palace.

Of course, at this time, Su Yi did not call Duanmu Xiaoman the master.

"The lives of these two people are yours! What do you want to deal with them!"

Duanmu Xiaoman's moon was cold and looked at Yuchi Changfeng and the Holy Fire indifferently, with a hint of disgust.

"You! Duanmu Xiaoman! Young Master is so arrogant! The Holy Lord is here in the Netherworld City, this is not your Heavenly Palace!"

The Holy Fire cursed, even when facing such a peerless beauty, the Holy Fire was still bombarded like a shell.

"Slow down!"

Yuchi Changfeng looked at Duanmu Xiaoman carefully. The woman's pointed melon-shaped face in front of him moved downwards, and her shiny neck was like snow jade.

The two towering and plump snow balls immediately made Yuchi Changfeng swallow a mouthful of saliva in secret and lick his dry lips!

A slight glance made Yuchi Changfeng lose his soul, and then walked up and said in a graceful manner.

"I heard that the Duanmu Palace Master is unparalleled in appearance. When I saw him this time, he was indeed very good. Xiao Ke Yuchi Changfeng has some grudges with Su Yi. I wonder if I can resolve it by myself in the Tianfeng ranking battle?"

"Yi'er, what do you think?"

Duanmu Xiaoman asked Su Yi's opinion gently, which in comparison was equivalent to slapping Yuchi Changfeng's face.

The slightly arched hands were tightly held tightly, their knuckles turned white, and a feeling of resentment and jealousy burst out instantly, and jealousy was burning.

"Yes, but I don't like Yuchi Changfeng's eyes. Can we leave his eyes as interest?"

Su Yi's mouth curled up slightly, looking at Yuchi Changfeng with a slight playful meaning.

Duanmu Xiaoman's cold expression instantly seemed like ice and snow, and her heart moved slightly. Su Yi's observation of himself was really careful.

"Okay! Listen to you!" A few faint words let everyone know the weight of Su Yi in Duanmu Xiaoman's heart.

Everyone present suddenly gasped, and the Holy Fire Elder immediately shouted and pulled Yuchi Changfeng behind him.

"Rareless! Do you really think there is no one in my holy mountain?"

Su Yi took a step forward, and the people in the Holy Mountain behind him also took a step forward, forming a confrontation. Looking at Liu Ruoxi in it, he seemed to be lost, and the hatred for the Holy Mountain in Su Yi's heart became even stronger.

"Yuchi Changfeng, this is what you asked for!"

"Don't think about it, boy!"
Chapter completed!