I went back to 10 years ago, is it normal to have a high cultivation level?

The sky is clear, the morning glow is all over the sky, and the autumn wind is bleak.

this day.People from many forces rushed to the vicinity of Shinto Sect.

Everyone knows that Su Qingyao's next stop will definitely be Shinto Sect.

The Holy Spirit Sect and the Shinto Sect have been fighting for the position of the top of the four sects for many years.

But being suppressed by the Shinto sect all the time, it is impossible for the Holy Spirit sect to miss any opportunity to attack the Shinto sect.

In this regard, the disciples in the sect have long been aware of it.

"Why do so many people appear near our sect today?"

"I'm afraid the Holy Spirit Sect's saint is coming."

"That's right, Qin Tian of Huangji Sect was defeated two days ago, and now he should come to our Shinto Sect to challenge."

"It's okay, anyway, we have Lord Shenzi, it's not a matter of beating her every minute!"

All the disciples in the sect put down what they were doing, even those who were practicing stopped.

They all gathered in Zongmen Square and stared at the distant sky.

Four of them were extremely excited.

"Senior Brother Yang, is this day finally coming?"

"Senior Brother Yang, why do I feel like I'm shaking uncontrollably?"

"Nonsense, your legs are shaking, of course they are."

"Then why are you shaking too?"

"Nonsense, you hold me tightly, can I not shake with you?"

The four of them were naturally Yang Dingfeng and the others, and abnormal flushes appeared on the faces of the four of them, which made people fantasize about it.

while everyone is still discussing

Above the Shinto sect, the clouds kept churning, and a pair of huge wings gradually emerged from the clouds.

The figure of a huge monster appeared in the air.

The sudden movement attracted many people.

"someone is coming!"

"This magical beast is covered with yellow feathers, flowing slowly like quicksand. It is huge and looks like a vulture. Isn't this the chasing wind sand sculpture of the Holy Spirit Sect?"

"The people from the Holy Spirit Sect really came."

"Is it finally time to start?"

The people nearby and the disciples in the Shinto sect kept exclaiming.

"Puff, what's the name, Sand Sculpture, I laughed so hard, hahaha."

A sudden laugh rang out among the disciples, and all the disciples turned their heads to look.

It was found that the Son of God had come to the square.

Just as the disciples were about to move over, a voice came from above: "Is Yang Dingfeng the god son of the Shinto sect? My little girl wants to experience your demeanor."

Hearing this, all the disciples looked strange.

Those who dare to love this Holy Spirit Sect came to challenge without knowing it clearly!

Afterwards, all the disciples looked at Li Qingchen.

And Li Qingchen looked at Yang Dingfeng, showing a look of watching a play.

The corner of Yang Dingfeng's mouth twitched a little, Shenzi was a little out of character!That being the case, it can only bite the bullet.

Then, under the eyes of everyone, the monster landed outside the gate of the Shendao Sect.

Su Qingyao slowly got off her back.

Seeing her figure, everyone couldn't help feeling amazed, even Li Qingchen was not surprised.

"This Su Qingyao looks so good wearing a veil! I don't know what it will be like under the veil."

Li Qingchen murmured in a low voice.

Wearing a veil, Li Qingchen felt that she was more beautiful than any woman he had ever seen. It could be said that she was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen.

Except, of course, his mother.

After being amazed, all the disciples were on guard.

Su Qingyao walked forward step by step, exuding a powerful aura, many disciples were forced to retreat again and again.

"What a terrible woman!"

"The aura alone makes my hair stand on end."

"The Saintess of the Holy Spirit Sect really lives up to her reputation!"

Su Qingyao's strength is already strong, and she has defeated dozens of descendants of powerful forces in a row, so her aura is already extremely strong.

It is simply not something that ordinary disciples can resist.

Her eyes were fixed, and her tone was sharper:

"Yang Dingfeng, come out and fight!"

After the words fell, a sharp attack hit her.

With a slight movement of her right hand, the attack was blocked.

"Did you come out?"

She looked up at the disciples of the Shinto sect.

I saw Yang Dingfeng in Tsing Yi walking slowly, holding the sacred weapon Soul Breaking Gun in his hand, staring at Su Qingyao tightly with his eyes, and didn't say other nonsense.

Yang Dingfeng's spear intent circulated in his body, and his spiritual power burst out instantly. His cultivation at the peak of the Heavenly King Realm was undoubtedly revealed, with a huge aura.

Although he was defeated by Li Qingchen, it does not mean that he is not strong.

Although he was also defeated by Su Qingyao before and knew that he might not be her opponent, he still wanted to fight against her.

Even if he lost, at least he fought. This is the arrogance of every Shinto disciple.

"Yang Dingfeng, you were defeated by me a few years ago. I have to admire your courage. However, no matter how hard you struggle, you can't be my opponent."

"Go ahead."

The aura on Su Qingyao's body was also completely released.

Demon King Realm cultivation was revealed, and a huge aura swept from her body to the surroundings. This aura alone caused many disciples around to be knocked into the air.

"Ghost Gun!" Yang Dingfeng shouted angrily.

The soul-breaking spear in his right hand stabs forward fiercely, and several phantoms of the spears suddenly appear around Su Qingyao, stabbing towards Su Qingyao.

Su Qingyao blasted out his palm unhurriedly, and the palm shadow transformed by spiritual power collided with many spear shadows.

The shadow of the palm and the shadow of the spear collapsed together, and a huge wave of air surged out.

Under the impact, Yang Dingfeng was forced to retreat several feet.

On the other hand, Su Qingyao didn't move at all.

Under the collision of this move, the judge will be judged.

Yang Dingfeng couldn't help feeling a little frustrated, but the battle wasn't over yet.

His momentum froze, and majestic spiritual power poured into the tip of the spear continuously from around.

"It's the great master's method!" Some disciples around recognized this move.

Su Qingyao was also a little surprised, Yang Dingfeng didn't use this trick when fighting her a few years ago.

It made her a little interested in the fight.

The next moment, a sword appeared in her hand, the sword was like frost, and it was also a sacred weapon.

With the appearance of this sword, everyone present felt that the surrounding air began to become colder.

There are even snowflakes.

"This snowflake came from Su Qingyao!" a disciple exclaimed.

Everyone looked at her immediately, and sure enough, frost had already appeared around her.

"This should be Su Qingyao's Great Emperor's Law, Feishuang Sword Art."

"That's right, the old man was fortunate enough to meet him a few times."

Someone outside the Shinto sect recognized Su Qingyao's martial arts.

Yang Dingfeng's aura had reached its peak, and when he stabbed out with a spear, the black spiritual power on the spear turned into a huge beast and flew towards Su Qingyao.

Not to be outdone, Su Qingyao slashed out with a sword, flying snow all over the sky towards the giant beast, and the giant beast only persisted for a while.

It was turned into an ice sculpture, and then turned into pieces.

When the remaining power was about to bombard Yang Dingfeng, Li Qingchen made a move.

With a slight push with his right hand, he blocked the huge impact.

Everyone outside the Shinto sect watched this scene in astonishment.

I don't know who this sudden appearance is.

Even Su Qingyao showed a dignified look, and said in a cold voice: "Who is your Excellency?"

Li Qingchen turned around, with a haughty smile on the corner of his mouth, his eyes were a little playful, and a voice came from his mouth:
"Who told you that he is the son of the Shinto sect?"

Although the voice was not loud, it was clearly heard by everyone present.