Interstellar Adventure: Play as the Great Swordsman at the beginning

Chapter 232 The Saint of the Immortal Clan
The reason why the King of God in white clothes took such a vigorous method to defeat Yutian was to let the soldiers on the South Bank behind him see that the so-called Young Supreme of the Immortal Clan on the North Bank was not worth mentioning at all, vulnerable to a single blow, and could easily defeat him. Defeat, no effort at all.

All the creatures on the north shore, including Qingming Yaosheng, were all speechless. They were already like this. Among their peers, who was still the opponent of the white-clothed god king.

The Young Sovereign of the Immortal Clan was defeated within three rounds. He had no ability to parry at all, and was suppressed with lightning speed. No matter who went up at this moment, it was useless.

"Hey, I was careless. If you finish this guy in three rounds, you probably won't dare to send anyone anymore."

The God King in white said with some "self-blame": "If I knew it earlier, I should have dragged on to hundreds of rounds before I was lucky enough to win. Then maybe you will have a certain confidence to play."

Hearing what he said, Bei'an was so angry that he gritted his teeth. Why is this guy so hateful? He has reached such a point and actually said such words without considering the face of the immortal clan at all.

Some people wanted to go forward and tear the mouth of the God King in white, but they were blocked in the end. At this moment, the God King in white has become the public enemy of the North Bank. It seems that compared to killing the God King in white, capturing the South Bank seems useless. So important.

In fact, even the experts on the south bank were speechless. This guy was indeed attracting hatred, but this seemed to be quite refreshing and very satisfying.

"How about this, I'll relax the conditions, people who have practiced Taoism for less than 1000 years can also play, and I will eat it."

The white-clothed god king said so with a confident look.

Oh?
The creatures on the north shore immediately became interested. Since this guy is looking for death, it's no wonder to them.

As for the Nan'an side, they didn't seem to be worried much, because they had long heard that the king in white could tie a tie with Yuwen Wushuang who had cultivated four immortal qi.

There are only a handful of people who have practiced Taoism for thousands of years, and there are only a handful of people who have become saints. There are not many people who have cultivated the four ways of immortality.

As for the three offerings, it is very clear that in fact, the combat power of the white-clothed god king is not inferior to that of a saint who has cultivated ten immortal qi, and there is nothing to worry about.

At this moment, a figure rushed out of the excited North Shore Army. He had practiced Taoism for more than 800 years, and now he was at the peak of his strength.

To be able to have such strength at this age, this guy's talent is beyond doubt.

"Today, I will let you die a miserable death."

Bei'an Da Neng spoke coldly, and there seemed to be endless anger in his heart.

Obviously, the series of behaviors of the white-clothed god king just now made everyone feel uncomfortable.

Bei'an Da Neng said, his whole body burst out with light, covering the world and completely submerging the Muye battlefield. Suddenly froze for a moment.

"The power of the void!"

The white-clothed god king was a little surprised. He didn't expect that this great expert on the north bank would also control the power of the void, and he had the same ancestry as the ancient void beast he killed not long ago. It seems that the other party has something to do with it.

However, surprise was nothing but surprise, and it didn't affect his attack at all. The moment he punched, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered, the galaxy surged, and the Muye battlefield was also transpiring. After a few rounds, the North Shore power was suppressed again.

"This"

Everyone on the north bank of the creatures couldn't help but be stunned. What happened? Why did they lose again? This is the power of the ancient void beast clan.

Everyone felt that the scene in front of them was really unbelievable, and they all wondered if they had read it wrong, how could it happen so quickly.

"Another trash."

The white-clothed god king spoke lightly, humiliating to the fullest.

"What is the origin of this kid, and why is he so powerful."

"It's only been a hundred years of cultivation, can we really achieve this level? Even the peak of power is not an opponent, but this is the power of the ancient void beast family, it simply subverts our cognition."

Then someone else made a move. This is a semi-saint, extremely powerful, from an ancient family, with a background of sanctification.

However, it was soon suppressed by the white-clothed god king, and immediately made everyone on the north shore doubt their lives.

Why is this happening? Even the Half-Saint can't punish this guy?

Everyone felt hairy, what kind of monster this is, it is simply unimaginable!

Not long after, a sage appeared on the stage. He was a sage from the Yu clan who had practiced Taoism for more than [-] years.

"Sage of the Immortal Clan!"

"Such a character actually appeared on the stage."

"This time Nan'an Baiyi will definitely die, even if the gods come, they will not be able to save him."

The creatures on the north bank suddenly seemed to see hope again, and they were very confident that they could suppress this guy.

Because this saint is very unusual, even though he hasn't cultivated immortal energy yet, he comes from the immortal clan and possesses many invincible means to rule the world.

In the past, this was also a young supreme, but he gradually retired only to give the juniors a chance.

Now on the stage, it still retains its original style and shocks the world.

"uncle!"

On the Muye battlefield, Yu Tian, ​​who was imprisoned by the white-clothed god king, suddenly made such a voice.

"Let him go, and I can give you a decent way to die."

The immortal sage looked at the white-clothed god indifferently, as if to him, the white-clothed god was nothing more than an insignificant ant.

But in fact, he does have this qualification, because his own cultivation is not only a saint, but also from the invincible fairy clan, with absolute right to speak, noble status, and transcendence.

"Noisy!"

The white-clothed god king's response was also very simple, without saying a word, he shot directly.

The saint of the fairy clan couldn't help frowning, he didn't expect this kid to be so ignorant, which made him very dissatisfied.

But then, his face changed slightly, because at this moment, a boundless and terrifying aura erupted from the white-clothed god king, and even a person like him felt terrified.

Rumble!
In the short confrontation, the saint of the fairy clan was smashed by the white-clothed god king, and the holy blood flowed. Everyone was stunned by this scene.

Then there was something even more surprising, that is, the immortal saint was beaten and flew away, his flesh and blood were bloody, and he had no ability to resist at all from the beginning to the end.

On the battlefield of Muye, the king of gods in white is beating the saints of the fairy clan violently.

Everyone was dumbfounded, and everyone was petrified at this moment.

This white-clothed god king is really too cruel, and he is beating up the supreme saint of the immortal clan. This is a rhythm that does not give face at all!
(End of this chapter)