Emperor Jiuyin

Xiaokong lay in Su Xiaoya's arms, her bright eyes always paying attention to the changes in the battlefield.

"This boy is quite powerful. He was able to force the three saints to do this." Xiaokong said with a smile.

When Su Xiaoya saw this, not only did she not feel any joy in her heart, but she became even more worried.

Su Xiaoya quietly communicated with Xiaokong: "Xiaokong, can you tell brother Hanxue for me and tell him to leave quickly?"

Xiaokong shook his little head: "Mom, I'm afraid this is impossible. Although that boy doesn't care about me, he still has some affection for my mother. Even if I tell him, he may not leave. And... …”

Xiaokong glanced at the middle-aged man with three strands of white hair: "I'm afraid this guy won't agree. From the moment Li Hanxue planned to save you, he had no way out."

Su Xiaoya suddenly turned pale as paper: "How could this happen! If I had known...if I had known it, I shouldn't have gone to see Brother Hanxue."

Sima Qianlong glanced at Su Xiaoya and said sarcastically: "My good wife, you don't seem very happy. What's wrong? Could it be that you feel sorry for our Tianwu Sect disciple who is injured?"

"But I guess this is impossible. You are a heartless woman. You were originally a rebel and would have been imprisoned in this life prison or directly executed. However, your father gave you better treatment than a saint. , I usually have nothing to say about you. However, you only think about Li Hanxue's rebelliousness, which really makes me feel cold." Sima Qianlong suddenly laughed, "Su Xiaoya, look, your brother Hanxue. He's so brave and has the upper hand against three, shouldn't you be happy for him? Come on, give me a smile."

With that said, Sima Qianlong stretched out his fat right hand to Su Xiaoya's rosy face.

Snapped!

"Take your hand away!" Su Xiaoya swung her sleeve away from Sima Qianlong's right hand.

Sima Qianlong was a Xuanwu practitioner, and Su Xiaoya was already a semi-saint. He was shaken back several feet by Su Xiaoya, and he staggered and almost fell.

However, after Sima Qianlong stabilized his figure, he walked back nonchalantly, with a ferocious look in his smile: "It seems that you, a little bitch, know what will happen to this guy Li Hanxue. I really hope that he will It’s Li Hanxue from Canglan Academy. It’ll be more interesting that way. When Mr. Fu catches him, I’ll see what you do.”

Hearing this, Su Xiaoya's little hands were already cold.

The battle continues.

Su Xun remained invincible against the three core disciples. Ji Xiangtian, who had exploded with sixteen times the combat power of the Xuanhuang Battle Body, had already defeated two core disciples. He was also seriously injured and was still fighting fiercely with the other two core disciples.

On Li Hanxue's side, although the three saints Tianyang, Tianguang, and Tianyu tried to suppress Li Hanxue with their magical powers, it never worked.

Li Hanxue possesses the chaotic constitution of the Great Wilderness, and is like a human-shaped holy weapon. Any magical power is like brittle paper in front of him, and can be broken with a single poke.

No matter how dazzling the magical power of the Third Holy Son was, Li Hanxue simply punched him away.

With one punch, all magical powers disintegrated, all desert soldiers collapsed, and everything was destroyed.

Facing a monster like Li Hanxue, the three saints' scalps all went numb and despair showed in their eyes.

"Second brother, what should we do now? This guy is too ferocious, like a domineering holy beast. Our tricks can't do anything to him." Tianguang Holy Son's face was covered with cold sweat, and he had only one left arm left. "And he has no flaws in his body, so there's no way he can start."

During the battle, Li Hanxue deliberately used a flaw behind his back. Tianguang Shengzi thought that an opportunity had come and hit Li Hanxue on the back with a palm. However, he found that the slap on Li Hanxue was like striking iron and could not move at all.

Li Hanxue took the opportunity to twist off half of Tianguang Holy Son's arm.

Tianyang Shengzi also lost his opinion for a while and didn't know what to do.

"Second brother, if we don't kill Li Hanxue, we will suffer." Shengzi Tianyu said.

"Of course I understand, but I can't do anything about him." Tianyang Shengzi felt quite aggrieved.

"Ahem..." At this time, the Holy Son of Tianluo coughed violently, "Second brother, if it doesn't work, the three of you will work together to stimulate the power of the bloodline and be sure to kill this person. There is definitely a shocking secret hidden in this person. If not, , How could he suppress you three holy sons by himself? As long as you can find out the secrets in him, it will definitely be a great achievement."

"Stimulating bloodline power?" Tianyang Holy Son hesitated in his heart. You must know that generally stimulating bloodline power is something that a warrior would only do after he steps into the holy realm.

A strong man in the Holy Realm can activate the power of his bloodline and condense his bloodline body. This clone will have the powerful power left by his ancestors through his bloodline.

The nobler the bloodline and the stronger the power of the bloodline, the more abnormal the power of the condensed clone will be.

As for the warriors whose ancestral bloodline is weak or even without any strong bloodline, that would be a tragedy. He will not have any bloodline body, and when he reaches the realm of the Saint King, he may only be beaten.

Under this situation, most people had no choice but to live in seclusion and escape from the world, and then look for opportunities to counterattack after breaking through to the Dragon Martial Realm. This is also the reason why many saints are unwilling to come out, and instead choose to hide in a mountain nook to practice on their own.

A person with a bloodline body is almost as powerful as two holy kings. Fighting with a person without a bloodline body is like two combat units fighting one combat unit. It would be weird if they don't kill you.

Therefore, all saint kings attach great importance to the power of this bloodline. After all, most of the saint king's combat power comes from clones.

If you forcibly activate the power of your bloodline before you have entered the realm of the Saint King, then when you enter the realm of the Saint, the power of your bloodline will become weak, and the condensed clone will be much weaker. Doing so is tantamount to destroying the Great Wall. Squeezing out all future potential.

Any ambitious warrior would not choose to activate bloodline power in the Wild Martial Realm, because this would be an act of killing the goose that lays the golden egg.

Therefore, Holy Son Tianyang, Holy Son Tianguang and Holy Son Tianyu were all reluctant.

While the three of them were hesitating, Li Hanxue's black fist had already struck towards the Holy Son of Tianyang.

"ah……"

Tianyang Shengzi was hit, and his left shoulder was directly penetrated. His entire left arm fell to the ground, and blood spread all over the ground.

Holy Son Tianyang screamed, and at this moment, Li Hanxue's terrifying fist struck hard at his Tianling Cap.

If this blow were to hit hard, not only would Tianyang Shengzi's head be torn open, but his entire body would also be beaten into mud.

Holy Son Tianyang was horrified: "Brother Guang, Brother Yu, quickly activate the power of blood and kill Li Hanxue, otherwise we will all be doomed."

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