Villain: You Mentioned The Divorce, Why Are You Crying Now

The pressure of this stick is no less than that of those middle-level martial saints!

Even more so.

There is a huge stick that can overturn the sky, and the shadow of the giant stick stretches across the entire sky. It makes people feel as if the whole sky is about to be overturned by this stick.

Click!

The space continues to fragment, and the void is revealed, revealing the black hole that is so black and boundless that it seems to be able to suck the human soul into it.

Under this overwhelming pressure, it doesn’t matter if you are a ninth-grade peak grandmaster.

I can't even move an inch!

The hook-nosed man held up the spear, his hands frozen in mid-air. No matter how hard he tried, he could not thrust the spear down.

"Martial, Martial Saint!"

The hook-nosed man's eyes were horrified and full of fear.

Wu Sheng.

The gap between the Ninth Grade and the Martial Saint is like a chasm. As an ordinary warrior, no matter how you try, you will not be able to shake the Martial Saint in the slightest!

Only geniuses like Su Yu, Chu Feng, and Xiao Tiance can break the rules.

Kill high-level warriors with low-level skills!

The hook-nosed man and four other ninth-grade peak martial saints were firmly targeted by this sudden martial saint aura. The five of them froze in place, unable to move.

And the young figure that jumped out from the door of space raised a stick and knocked on the alien army!

Boom!

In an instant, the world was turned upside down, dust was flying all over the sky, and the sight of rivers of blood was like the end of the world!

Uh-huh!

The next second, the young figure disappeared, and when he reappeared, he was in a deep pit.

When a pair of clear eyes swept across the two angry people on the ground, a rare anger appeared in the clear eyes.

"You guys, damn it!"

Su Lang took a deep breath and swept out the stick. An unstoppable force of stick energy burst out, sweeping away the five peak ninth-level masters who were like gods of war.

Bang bang bang bang bang!

The five figures were swept thousands of miles away in an instant, knocking down mountain peaks along the way.

After clearing the obstacles, Su Lang quickly came to Yang Zhen and Xia Hong. Seeing their miserable appearance, he did not hesitate at all and decisively condensed balls of immortal matter in his body and poured them into their bodies to help them recover from their injuries. .

After stabilizing the injuries on the two men, Su Lang jumped into the air.

The rolling pressure swept across the entire venue.

Whether it was the hundreds of millions of human armies, or the billions of armies of the foreign races and the Nordic Divine Court, they were all so frightened that they did not dare to move at all.

The stick he just dropped hit directly into the alien army, killing a large number of low-end aliens.

At this moment, facing this god-like figure, everyone's eyes were shocked.

Because...he is really too young!

Even only eighteen years old!

Eighteen-year-old Martial Saint!

"Who is this person? When did our human race have such a young martial saint?"

"Looking at his bones, he feels like he is only eighteen years old! Isn't the eighteen-year-old Martial Saint even more talented than Su Sheng and the others?!"

Everyone was whispering and discussing the origin of this person.

Of course, most of them were relieved.

Because the battle lasted for most of the day, I was really tired. At this moment, there are only less than 500 million left in the billion-human army!

Everyone is tired.

Now that such a strong man has arrived, they can breathe a little bit.

At this moment, the fifth-level ninth-grade peak powerhouse who was swept away by Su Lang with a stick flew over quickly and stood opposite Su Lang, his eyes full of fear and fear.

The hook-nosed man looked at the young man in front of him and said solemnly: "As a martial saint, if you don't go to fight in the void and come here, you can pass!"

"pass?"

There was a hint of ridicule on the corner of Su Lang's mouth, and he said lightly: "What do you mean?"

"In the battle of genocide, do we still need to pay attention to these things?"

He is never bound by so-called rules.

The hook-nosed man shouted: "Who are you? The battle here is not yet time for the Martial Saint to intervene!"

"Your battlefield is in the void!"

Although the opponent is a Martial Saint, he is not without life-saving trump cards. After all, he is also the director of the Shenting Tribunal and has a life-saving jade token given by his ancestor. Therefore, he still has some confidence to speak to a Martial Saint.

Su Lang glanced at the scene. This look was very dull, but it gave people an extremely oppressive look that made it difficult to breathe.

Then, under the gaze of countless people, Su Lang slowly said: "My name is Su Lang."

"Disciple of the Martial Saint Su family!"

boom!

These words were like a depth bomb, exploding on the battlefield.

Among the human army, the people of the Su family looked up at Su Lang, somewhat disbelieving.

Su, Su Lang? !

How did he become a Martial Saint? !

At this moment, the battlefield fell into deathly silence. After a while, the hook-nosed man came back to his senses and sneered: "As a member of the Su family, you should abide by the rules!"

"Don't forget, your three saints of the Su family are still fighting in the void."

"If you don't go, I'm afraid I won't even give them a chance to collect the body!"

"It's not your turn to intervene in the battle here!"

So what if this person is a Martial Saint? If...he really dares to interfere here again, then he would dare to devour four peak ninth-grade experts and possess the combat power of a Martial Saint in an instant!

Moreover, he still has a life-saving trump card!

Regarding these words, Su Lang also had a hint of ridicule and said lightly: "In that case... then let's do what you say."

"Here, let the people under the Martial Saint handle it."

After hearing these words, the Nordic Divine Court and the aliens were obviously relieved, and at the same time, there was also a touch of disdain.

Sure enough, he was still too young.

So what about Martial Saint? It’s not like he can’t stand the excitement!

As long as he leaves here, they will still have the upper hand in the battle here!

On the other hand, the expressions on the human race's side changed.

Are you leaving again?

If he loses his suppression, the disadvantaged human race will probably fall into despair again!

Don't be irritated by their words.

"In that case, why don't you..." The corner of the hook-nosed man's mouth just curled up, but he was ruthlessly interrupted by Su Lang.

Su Lang looked at them and smiled brightly: "Surprisingly, you can form an alliance..."

"Then it makes sense for me to bring new combat power to the human race, right?"

The next second, Su Lang held the Futian Stick in his hand and struck it behind him. In an instant, a huge space door was opened.

Immediately afterwards, a breathtaking scene appeared.

boom!

Countless figures with the aura of eighth-grade and ninth-grade martial arts spread out from their bodies one after another walked out of the space door.

Everyone was stunned, their eyes were blank, and they were looking ahead in a daze.

"One hundred, two hundred...one thousand..."

When the door of space closed and everyone knew how many people appeared from the door of space, countless people suddenly took a breath of cold air!

"One, a thousand..." There was a Jiupin whose voice was trembling because of excitement.

Looking at the figures that were overwhelming the sky above, hundreds of millions of human beings had blazing eyes and murmured: "There are two hundred eighth-level peaks and eight hundred and ninth-level grand masters!"

Boom!

Su Lang swept across the void with a stick, pointing at the hook-nosed man and the alien army, who were like falling into an ice cellar. He narrowed his eyes and said, "What should I do about those who bully my human race?"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

As the three killing sounds shook the sky, thousands of figures stepped out instantly, like soldiers from heaven descending to earth, directly attacking the alien army!

Watching this scene, Su Lang put away his long stick, looked at a space, and then...

Click! !

A stick slammed out, smashing the space in front of him into countless pieces, revealing the anxious battle scene of the Martial Saint inside.

Seeing this scene, Su Lang shouted angrily: "Master, don't panic, Xiao Lang will kill this old dog for you right now!"

"Futian!"