The Most Powerful Young Man

At this time, Elder Dujian and Elder Red Snake had already rushed towards Song Yilin and Nan Tianyuan. One of them was the late Lingxi realm and the other was the mid-term peak. Nan Tianyuan and Song Yilin were already choking with them.

However, they took away the two, at least they could relieve Xiao Yao some of the burden.

The other five bad old men had already surrounded Xiao Yao.

"Except for the two of you, they are all from the early stage of Linghe, and the remaining three are all at the peak of the Lingxi realm. You want to kill me too?" Xiao Yao said with a sneer, "Your head won't come out. I'm afraid you all have to die here."

"Just you, Xiaoxiao, is also worthy of our head?!" The elder of the same origin laughed.

"I don't know how to live or die." After Xiao Yao finished speaking, he turned around and hit the head of the elder of the same origin directly.

The face of the elder of the same origin changed drastically, and he quickly pulled a distance back.

"Kill!" The remaining four shouted in unison, and quickly shot.

Otherwise, with Xiao Yao's cultivation base in the Linghe realm, I am afraid that he can directly kill the elders of the same origin.

It is precisely because of this that the remaining four hurriedly greeted after seeing Xiao Yao attack.

Just want to share the pressure that Xiao Yao has created for them.

A Nirvana directly took the elders of the same origin and flew out.

If it weren't for being besieged, Xiao Yao would have the confidence to kill the elder of the same origin with one palm.

"The wind spreads its wings!" With a loud shout, the Southern God of War behind Xiao Yao unexpectedly condensed a group of golden wings behind him.

Waving his wings, countless golden feathers swept towards Xiao Yao.

This is spiritual skills!

Xiao Yao frowned and didn't dare to insist, and quickly retreated a certain distance before he could escape.

"The Zijinmen is the Zijinmen in the end. The spiritual skills we master are beyond the imagination of mortals." Xiao Yao squinted, "It seems that I still underestimate you."

"Xiao Yao, today is your death date!" The Northern God of War took a step, "Look at my supernatural powers!"

As soon as the voice fell, a vigorous breath was already pressing towards Xiao Yao.

The dust and fallen leaves on the ground were all rolled up to form a three-foot sword, which kept spinning and bursting into the air.

Xiao Yao stood there and took a deep breath.

Suddenly, he lifted his breath, prepared a blow, and threw a punch.

The fist was still three inches from the blade, and the aura bursting in the fist wind had crushed the weird sword.

"Anything that looks like something is vain." Xiao Yao laughed, "No matter how strong you are, can you be more powerful than my absolute strength?"

After speaking, he took another step, taking Xiao Yao as the center point, the red aura was like a sea wave, forcing all the five bad old men back.

"I'm afraid this kid has reached the middle of Linghe, we have to use all our strength." The Southern God of War said with a green expression.

With this fight, he realized that he was completely at a disadvantage.

Although their spiritual skills are constantly emerging, Xiao Yao's absolute realm has also crushed them.

Although they can still compete with Xiao Yao five or five times, but this is also in the case that Xiao Yao hasn't used the spiritual skills, if Xiao Yao also has high-grade spiritual skills, they will definitely be invincible!

The northern **** of war had already understood the meaning of the southern war myth, and couldn't help but sneered: "Southern **** of war, you can't help but value this kid too much. He is a wild man in the village, what high-grade spiritual skills will there be?"

The Southern God of War remained silent.

Obviously, he also agrees with the words of the northern **** of war.

You know, it is very rare for a casual cultivator to control spiritual skills. What's more, is this a cultivator from the secular world?

However, he didn't dare to nod directly. From the beginning to now, this young man named Xiao Yao has given them countless surprises.

From daring to come to the Zijinmen, to directly breaking in, to beheading hundreds of people, and then beheading the Eastern God of War, they finally forced them to go all out.

How dare he underestimate such a person!

Xiao Yao suddenly sneered.

"Could it be that in your world, only you cultivators of the big sect can have spiritual skills?" Xiao Yao's voice was cold and bitterly cold!

Hearing these words, the elders of the war gods just changed their expressions.

They seem to have gotten some information from this sentence.

Before their brains began to analyze what Xiao Yao had just said, a ball of fire had already hit the direction of the northern **** of war.

"Hurry up!" The Southern God of War yelled hysterically.

Although he didn't know what kind of spiritual skill Xiao Yao was, but this ball of fire caused him to feel a chill in his back.

He dared to conclude that even the cultivator at Linghe Peak would not dare to welcome it.

What's more, is the current Northern God of War only a cultivator in the early stage of Linghe Realm?

However, at this time, the brains of the Northern God of War had stopped thinking.

There was a ball of fire in his pupils, and the distance between him and him was also rapidly narrowing.

When the fireball hit him, there was a look of fear on his face.

Even if his companions had already forced out the aura in the body to resist him, it was too late at this time.

The fireball was advancing completely at supersonic speed.

Terrible!

When the fireball hit the northern **** of war, a force of pressure and impact forced the remaining four people back.

The elder of the same origin with the lowest cultivation level is the closest to the Northern God of War. He even wants to help the Northern Elder share some of the power of the fireball. It is precisely because of this that when the fireball bursts open on the Northern God of War, the elder of the same origin is also caught. Went in.

A cloud of black smoke suddenly lit up where the northern **** of war originally stood.

When the black smoke gradually dissipated, there were still the shadows of the Northern God of War and the elders of the same origin, and even their breath could not be felt.

At the original location, a huge pit appeared, about five meters in diameter and two meters deep.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Elder Nan Tianyuan Red Snake and the others who were fighting each other subconsciously stopped.

"This... this is impossible!" The Southern Elder exclaimed.

It's impossible, now it's not the Southern Elders who have the final say.

The facts were in front of him, he didn't believe it, and couldn't find a reason.

Those Zijinmen disciples, Xu Fuci and others have already screamed again and again.

"My God, what kind of spiritual skill is this? It's just a spiritual skill that instantly killed the northern **** of war and the same source of war?"

"That's the powerhouse at the peak of the late Lingxi and the early Linghe! It's so dead?"

"Youkai! This guy must be a monster, otherwise, how could he have such power!"

Xiao Yao, who was at the center of the discussion storm, stood still.

There is no wave in his eyes, making people unable to see the slightest emotion.

It seems that all this was in his expectation.

"You...how strong are you!" Elder Qingxiu almost collapsed at this time.

In the blink of an eye, he has lost two partners.

However, they and Xiao Yao tremble to the present, and they haven't hurt each other at all.

Before, the Northern God of War also said that a mountain villager like Xiao Yao could not have any high-grade spiritual skills. However, in the next second, he died in Xiao Yao's spiritual skills.

Is this the legendary speed of light slap in the face?

The sects of the Purple Golden Gate looked at Xiao Yao's eyes full of fear.

These elders, gods of war, in their minds are omnipotent.

I even want to say that these people are the gods in their hearts.

But now, the invincible strongest in his heart, in front of Xiao Yao, does not even have the ability to counterattack.

How strong is this Xiao Yao?

At this moment, Song Yilin on the side suddenly took a step forward, and with a fist that contained spiritual energy, he directly knocked the elder Red Snake who was standing in front of him into the air.

Hit hard!

"You! Despicable!" Elder Red Snake spat out a mouthful of blood.

He is a cultivator in the middle of Lingxi realm. In the previous fight with Song Yilin, he has always occupied a huge advantage, and even wants to say that he can defeat Song Yilin in less than five minutes.

But he was the first to lose!

Song Yilin shrugged: "Anyway, this is not the first time I have done shameless things."

Elder Red Snake: "..."

He is very wronged!

Can this be reasonable?

"Furthermore, the most unqualified person to call me despicable is probably your Zijinmen people. Kidnapped my sister-in-law and forced us to find someone. Now there is still the face to say that we are despicable?" Song Yilin said with a sneer.

Elder Red Snake spit out blood again.

This time, it wasn't because of the injury, but because of the shameless Song Yilin.

Qi's liver hurts...

He really wanted to arrest Song Yilin and beat him up now, provided that he could still stand up.

Xiao Yao suddenly took a step forward, standing in front of the two remaining war gods and one elder, and at the same time stepped back.

There is no aura, just a pure oppression on the momentum.

This scene fell in the eyes of everyone, and they were all dumbfounding.

This is just one person!

As a result, the three elders were forced to retreat.

Is the power of one person really so powerful?

"Old thief, if you don't come out again, you from the Purple Golden Gate, I really want to kill you!" Suddenly, Xiao Yao raised his head and shouted.

Everyone looked blank.

Only the elders of the God of War had vaguely guessed something.

"Who is this guy talking to?" Zhang Kuang was confused.

"Who knows?" Zhang Liwei shook his head.

Suddenly, a strong and powerful voice came from afar.

"Why is this young hero! I have already chosen to give in, do I have to force me out?" That voice seemed to be coming from all directions, making it impossible for people to judge the exact position.

"When you choose to arrest my lover, you should be prepared like this." Xiao Yao said sternly.

"I just didn't expect you to be so brave, let alone that you have so many hole cards..."

The voice fell, and someone returned from a distance with a sword.

The momentum is like a rainbow, and the white light flickers, pulling up a long rainbow.

"This is... This is the head of the Zijinmen, Baili desolate?"

"My God, didn't you say that the head of Zijinmen has been closed? How come out now?"

"Who knows? But I know this kid might be miserable. The head of Baili was already the peak of the late Linghe realm before, and now I don’t know what to do when he is out of customs. Hey, even if he is really a cultivator in the middle of Linghe, It's not even better than the powerhouse at the peak of the late Linghe period!"

When Xiao Yao heard the words, the microwire did not move, standing with his hands behind him, looking far away.

The real enemy is finally here!