"Parent Master Xiaoman, let me go in, how can I let them face the two elders alone! That is the last strength of the Holy Mountain!"

Also anxious were a group of people behind him, and countless people were taking a breath. Could it be that Su Yi wanted to join forces with Xuehonglou to defeat the Shengfeng brothers of Half-Book Yuantian?

What arrogance is this? Do these two people really want to overturn the entire holy mountain with their own strength?

"Hmph! Su Yi is too arrogant! He killed Holy Fire and Shengmie with the Jinyuan Formation. Do you think he can still kill Holy Peak and Elders Shengyun!"

"This kid is simply destroying himself! Shengfeng and Shengyun must support the Holy Mountain!"

"Su Yi, I see how you can continue to be arrogant!"

The disciples of the Holy Mountain who were already bloody and dripping with blood all showed ecstatic smiles on their faces. Originally, Duanmu Xiaoman, who was half a step into Yuantian, was still so arrogant that he faced the two elders of Shengfeng Shengyun.

It’s like a storm shaking a big tree, and the stars are competing for the bright light of the moon!

On the other side, doubts and confusion appeared on everyone's faces, Lan Hualian and Dugu Yumo were even more frowning, and Lan Hualian suddenly spat.

"This guy always shows off like this and insists on taking risks! Is our aristocratic family really just cheering him when they come here!"

"Su Yi is not so irrational. Behind the Holy Mountain is the Long family. He doesn't want us to have too much friction with the Long family!" Dugu Yumo forced a smile out of his worries.

Dugu Yumo, who was standing aside, had already frowned and his red lips tightly pursed. He suddenly remembered something and immediately turned towards the Yutian Palace.

Lan Hualian looked at Dugu Yumo and left, and sighed softly, saying, "Everyone is worried!"

"Gu Yue Palace Master, Ruoxi... How is Miss Ruoxi?" Dugu Yumo looked down at Liu Ruoxi in a coma.

Gu Yue twisted a thin silver needle in his left hand and inserted it on Liu Ruoxi's Fengchi point. His forehead was covered with tiny beads of sweat, and he didn't say a word.

"Ruoxi was not injured, but I don't know why she was unconscious!" Li Ling was a little sad and then looked into the battle circle in the distance.

"I have followed my master to learn medical skills for a few days, so I'll take a look!"

Dugu Yumo opened his eyes as blue as the sea, and his soul energy spread out immediately, spreading on Liu Ruoxi's body. His slightly closed eyes suddenly opened after a few breaths, and he said in surprise.

"This is..." Dugu Yumo was stunned.

"Master Xiaoman Palace, let go of the barrier and let me go in!" Duanmu Xiongtu's eyes were horrified, and he clearly felt that the Holy King's aura on Shengfeng and Shengyun had soared to the extreme realm.

Even though Su Yi and Xuehonglou have surpassed their peers too many, they are still far from enough compared to super strong people like Shengfeng and Shengyun!

"Believe them! They are much stronger than you think! Without anyone else, wouldn't he also go up to the Holy Mountain?" Duanmu Xiaoman's hazy foggy eyes were filled with a hint of throbbing, and then turned into a hint of determination.

Duanmu Xiaoman's eyes were like clear springs, and he looked at Su Yi and Xue Honglou intently and floated to the two elders in an instant.

Shengfeng and Shengyun watched the space separate, and a hint of surprise was quickly replaced by ridicule, with absolute ridicule and sarcasm in their eyes.

"It's ridiculous that Holy Fire and Shengmie will actually die on you, the little devil!" Elder Shengfeng's eyes were cold and stared at the Blood Demon Killing Sword in Su Yi's hand.

"Boy, I should admire your talent, which can stimulate the aura of the Holy King. It can be said that he is the number one person in the Holy Mountain in millions of years. It's a pity that he has to go against the Holy Mountain! Otherwise, I will have the intention to accept disciples!"

Listening to Sheng Yun's words, Su Yi curled a sneer on his lips, as if he was looking at a rotten corpse, and he was extremely disgusted and said coldly.

"I said why is Wang Quande so disgusting? It turns out that there are uncles like you! Just because of you, you still want to accept me as your disciple? But I can give you a chance to go back to the deep mountains and never participate in the holy mountain affairs. I can consider saving your life!"

"Hahaha!"

Just like the best joke of listening to time, Shengfeng and Shengyun's eyes were sharp again, and they said with great resentment: "Zhu Zi is arrogant, please pay my life to the disciples of Holy Mountain!"

With a long roar towards the sky, Shengfeng and Shengyun roared angrily, the coldness flashed in their eyes, and the aura of the Saint King that shook the mountains and rivers suddenly surged, and a holy king's Dharma image rose from behind.

The Dharma appearance of heaven is sacred and solemn!

The originally dry face suddenly became rosy and full, and Shengfeng and Shengyun were instantly like a merging body. The figure overlapped with the phantom behind him. It was impossible to tell the real body phantom, and it was even more impossible to tell where the two brothers were!

"Bastard, and you bastard! I'll learn the aura of my holy king and die together!"

"Boom!"

A brilliant golden energy storm roared out from the Dharma image, and the phantom palm prints waved, and in an instant, eight arms appeared on the Dharma image of the Saint King.

The arms are extremely thick, each one is made of golden steel, covering the sky and the earth, like a mountain falling from a slump. From a distance, you will feel like crawling and crawling on the ground and kowtow respectfully!

"Eight Dharma Kings, Golden Arrows!"

"Sharp!"

On the eight arms, they held swords, guns, swords, halberds, axes, hooks and forks. At the same time, golden light filled the shadow of each weapon, and each weapon phantom was like the breath of a holy weapon, and it blasted towards Su Yi and Xuehonglou at the same time!

All the people present were completely stunned, Duanmu Xiongtu was even more shocked and murmured: "These two old men have actually practiced to the level of the Eight Dharma Kings!"

In addition to the most primitive innate saint king's aura, the most powerful martial art is the true body of the Six Paths of Saint King. The first generation of Saint Emperor used this trick to establish a sect.

Secondly, the true body of the Eight Dharma King is the most earth-shaking and the most terrifying martial arts in the aura of the Saint King. After the combination, the cultivation level is comparable to that of the half-step Yuantian realm, and the phantom of the weapon held by the eight arms is even more awakened to the level of the holy weapon!

In the holy mountain, an invincible trick!

“So strong!”

Countless eyes were shocked, all of them were extremely shocked. Many disciples of the Holy Mountain knelt on the ground, looking at the battle situation within the battle circle with great respect, and shouting.

"This is the eight Dharma Kings of my holy mountain! The holy mountain is invincible!"

Suddenly, the noisy and noisy shouts resounded throughout the Holy Mountain Valley. Everyone had the same idea in their hearts, and Su Yi would die!

"Hold on!" Duanmu Qingtian and Duanmu Xiaoman's hearts were at the same time, and they looked at the two small black shadows flying up and down in the sky!

"Dingdeng!"

Under the erosion of the endless holy king's aura, Su Yi and Xue Honglou quickly activate their vitality and constantly avoid the attack of the eight-armed holy king's aura.

"Bang bang!"
Chapter completed!