The God of Sky & Earth

Bi Changtian also stood up abruptly with a "boom", staring at Su Yi with sharp eyes.

"Bi Changtian, do you really want to make everyone laugh at you?" Bi Ling frowned and said angrily.

Several disciples of the Taihang Sect beside Bi Changtian stood up one after another, persuading Bi Ling.

"What's so good about this kid! Senior Sister Bi Ling, could it be that without him, our Taixing Sect would not be as good as others!"

"That's right, at the second level of Yuanhuang Realm, which one of us is not better than him!"

Su Yi's sword-brows were low, and his anger rushed to the peak. He was still trying his best to restrain himself, but Han Yurou beside him crossed his hands and said.

"I'm useless but don't know it, Biling, do you Taihangzong choose such stupid people to participate?"

"Han Yurou, I respect you as the daughter of the head of Wuliang Sect. Don't be so provocative here. It is not up to our Taihang Sect to interrupt your gossip here!" The soles of the feet spiraled, and the waves caused ripples in the entire area.

Han Yurou also did not show weakness, she stood in front of Su Yi, the strong wind-attributed palm print quickly cut through the space, twisted in front of her unprecedentedly, and the berserk attribute soared into the sky, causing a long series of spatial fluctuations.

The two sides confronted each other, and the whole venue was filled with the smoke of fighting, and the atmosphere exploded at the touch of a button.

"Shua Shua!"

The entire venue was casting strange glances at Taihangzong, some were surprised, some waited and watched, some added insult to injury, and some watched the show.

"Hmph, the Taihang Sect has improved a lot over the years! This time, it looks like we're going to compete for the upper class!" Han Yurou frowned, her hands whistling like wind, full of disdain and contempt.

"Sister Yurou, Bi Changtian, stop making trouble, Su Yi can go wherever he wants! This is the Lingbao Pavilion! It's not the Taihang Sect, so don't be ashamed!" Bi Ling reminded.

"This Wuliang sect master and Han Yurou are very nice to me!"

Su Yi, who was secretly operating the Hunyuan Supreme Art, was quite touched in his heart, and Bi Ling's words were not without reason.

Being able to protect themselves in public is like proclaiming to the world that Su Yi is their protector, and no one is allowed to intervene.

In such a turbulent ranking battle, Su Yi's heart was moved by Wuliangmen's actions.

"Who dares to cause trouble in my Lingbao Pavilion?"

A weeping and complaining voice floated from the corridor, and a slim woman walked slowly from the dark depths, her voice was only about forty.

"It's Mister Hundred Monsters!" Everyone shouted in low voices.

"Another deacon of the Lingbao Pavilion in Nether City, Mr. Baiguai?" the person from the sect in front of him said in panic.

"Yeah, I heard that they never come out. Usually only Mr. Qianqi comes out. Mr. Baiwei has a very high quality of soul. Rumor has it that he is the strongest existence in the Lingbao Pavilion in Nether City!"

"Who dares to cause trouble in my Lingbao Pavilion?" The fiery "woman" has a mature charm, and her every gesture is full of charm.

Her body was like a burning butterfly, her red eyebrows raised slightly, her eyes swept over everyone one by one, starting from Bi Changtian and finally falling on Su Yi.

The people who were stared at lowered their brows one after another. The Fengyun meeting will not start for a long time, but they have watched a lot of good shows.

Walking towards Su Yi with great interest, an inexplicable aura filled the entire hall, and under the watchful eyes of everyone, Su Yi also subconsciously began to run the ancient scriptures of the Heavenly Demon.

"What a strong soul power!" Su Yi was secretly startled.

Han Yurou and Biling are unconsciously making way for this alluring but extremely beautiful Mr. Hundred Monsters.

The fragrant wind passed by, walking in front of the Taihang sect like a catwalk, and obviously felt an extremely hot breath rising faintly.

The "female" slightly tilted her head, her chin carved like jade rested lightly on Su Yi's shoulder, and murmured with a warm breath that seemed to be absent.

"Little brother, are you making trouble?"

"boom!"

A rush of blood rushed to Su Yi's forehead, and the vitality under his feet rose sharply, but he found that his breath had been locked by the strange man in front of him. If he wanted to break through the shackles, he would have to expose his entire cultivation.

"What kind of strange man is this! This is a man!" Su Yi suddenly felt like ten thousand elephants galloping past.

Even if the person in front of him is three points more beautiful than Han Yurou or Bi Ling, every cell and pore is filled with a magnetic and enchanting smell.

Thinking that he is a man, Su Yi's stomach suddenly churns endlessly, a burst of goosebumps like reptiles crawling on every inch of his skin.

"I'm not making trouble!" A ball of flames burst out of Su Yi's dark eyes, his hands curled up and gradually clenched into fists.

"You're dishonest. I saw it just now. You're so young and so charming. The two beauties are jealous of you competing for success here! And you said no!"

Mr. Baiwei leaned back, crossed his hands, and looked at Su Yi with half-closed phoenix eyes.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Su Yi stepped back and was two meters away from Mr. Baiguai. He immediately felt relieved and relaxed a lot.

"Huh!" Su Yi let out a deep breath in his heart. The soul energy of this Mr. Baiwei is far higher than that of Jing Qianqi, and he may also be a soul master.

Su Yi's escape made Jing Baiguai's face slightly surprised, and Su Yi's eyes were a little loose, and he said in a low voice.

"Mr. Baiguai, it's fine for me to sit at Wuliangmen! I'm here to participate in the Wind and Cloud Meeting, not to cause trouble!"

"snort!"

Mr. Stranger pursed his red lips, which were thinner than a woman's, curled them slightly, stretched out his slender fingers, and kept looking.

"I hate being called Mr. Baihua the most, Sister Baihua, call me Sister Baihua!"

After finishing speaking, two lightning flashes shot out from Jing Baiguai's eyes, and a violent and endless sound of piercing wind pierced through the air.

In an instant, it collapsed on the sky above Su Yi, and Su Yi's whole body was immediately locked again, and it was impossible for him to retreat any longer.

Many youths present, including Bi Changkong, were startled at first, and then there was an obvious sneer at the corner of their mouths.

But Han Yurou and Biling couldn't stop it. Just being able to stand beside Jing Baiwei was already shocked beyond measure by this huge soul energy.

But at this time, Su Yi didn't have the idea of ​​retreating, and secretly operated the Hunyuan Supreme Kung Fu. He couldn't expose the level 4 cultivation of Yuanhuang Realm in front of people, but his soul cultivation could still be used.

This Mr. Hundred Monsters seems to be a soul master without a doubt, and such a soul should be at a high-level fourth rank.

It's okay to be able to trap yourself, but it's difficult to kill yourself!

Su Yi pursed his lips and smiled slightly, a sharp light flashed in his bright eyes, and there was a sense of coldness pervading him.

"break!"

The first characteristic of the power of the White Flood Dragon God, the sonic attack was directly triggered by Su Yi, and like lightning, a low sonic boom sounded in front of Su Yi.