"Shame? Are you talking to me about shame?"

"A few of you who are old and immortal together can be as old as hundreds of me, but you gang up to bully a young man like me who is less than twenty years old. Are you polite?"

He just celebrated his birthday and is already nineteen.

Situ Yongren, who was still very young and hidden in the Divine Envoy of Heaven, touched his smooth face and realized that he was being averaged.

This is not the point.

The point is, Xu Xiaoshou’s words really enlightened the world.

Yes, how good a person must be to be targeted by several semi-saints at the age of eighteen or nineteen.

After killing him for so long, he still can’t be killed?

Before the Thousand Miles Mirror Technique, all the spiritual masters fell into silence, and some had already started digging in the ground, preparing to bury themselves.

Are you going to let people live?

Xu Xiaoshou, turned out to be less than twenty?

Yan Wuse was also choked by these words and could not speak.

It is undeniable that at the moment, he was indeed so serious that he treated Xu Xiaoshou as an opponent of the same level.

Because of that punch before...

But the fact is that the two are even separated by several generations.

"Xu Xiaoshou, where are your eight acquaintances?" Yan Wuse avoided the embarrassing topic because he wanted to kill someone.

One Xu Xiaoshou is obviously not enough.

If the Eight Masters really dare to come out, then today will be called perfection, and he can avenge his beloved disciple.

"What do you think?" Xu Xiaoshou sneered, "He has thrown his sword out. If you think he is not here, then try to cross the line!"

"Okay." Yan Wuse didn't even say a word of nonsense. He stepped out and crossed the boundary between life and death.

The whole world suddenly became quiet.

Before the Thousand Miles Mirror Surgery, everyone's hearts were in their throats and they were full of expectations.

Within the Divine Envoy of Heavenly Secrets, Senior Situ Yongren Controller No. 2 has already given a pre-order: If there is any danger, retreat first out of respect.

Rao Yaoyao held the Xuan Cang Divine Sword that was still trembling, and raised his eyes to look at the sky chasm in the sky and Mr. Yan who crossed the sky chasm. Uneasiness flashed in his eyes.

After Yan WuSe crossed the boundary, he stopped and stood.

After pausing for a few breaths, he looked back left and right, and raised the corners of his lips: "Xu Xiaoshou, this emperor is here, what next?"

Xu Xiaoshou had one big eye and one small eye. His whole body was extremely stiff, as if he were petrified.

Then?

And then, what about the Eight Masters?

You just threw a mortal sword over and said nonsense. Now someone has crossed the line, and you don't even say a word?

"Haha, Mr. Yan, what do I mean..."

"A dog that is tied up by a chain barks the most happily, and when the chain is broken, it trembles." Yan Wuse interrupted in a cold voice, and a lightning gun condensed in his hand, and he was about to throw it in the air.

"Fuck you, uncle!"

Xu Xiaoshou's sentence was definitely not scolding Yan Wuse, he was scolding Bazun Shu.

This guy is so unreliable.

It’s okay to delay the dead characters for so long.

This so-called "sword coming from the east" was thought to have some substantive effect.

The results of it?

Old man, old man, your sword is just like your people. Although it is famous, it is rotten to the core.

"Woof!"

Xu Xiaoshou turned into Yan Wuse on the spot. He shouted angrily at Yan Wuse, then moved his hands and feet together and ran away.

"Death to this emperor!"

Yan Wuse's anger was instantly aroused, and he hurled his electric spear to kill him.

At this moment, a black air flow spewed out from the chasm in the sky where the red-hot black iron sword shattered.

"Woo——"

At the same time, dark clouds gathered above the nine heavens.

As soon as the strange whine was heard, the entire Void Island entered the dusk moment from daytime, and it seemed that it would soon sink into the night.

Heavy pressure is coming!

"Peng Peng Peng."

On the Void Island, all the dust and gravel suspended in the air fell to the ground and were smashed into powder.

"Bang bang bang."

On the ruins of the Sin Palace, thousands of swords fell, and ninety-nine percent of the spiritual masters were crushed to their knees.

"what's the situation?"

Everyone was horrified, but even the simple movement of raising their head became extremely difficult at this moment.

The transmission of the Thousand Miles Mirror Technique became extremely immature.

There are heavy waves on it that are pulling downwards, pulling people out of shape - the manifestation of momentum?

"Snapped!"

Above the falling abyss, the electric gun that flew through the air had just been released and exploded into light spots on the spot.

The colorless face shrank, realizing something was wrong, and suddenly raised his eyes.

Black clouds are rolling over the city and thunder is rolling, just like the devil awakening and casting his eyes on the world.

"Well!"

Xu Xiaoshou, who was running like crazy, groaned, feeling a heavy weight on his shoulders, and his body fell suddenly.

What the hell?

Looking up, the sky turned black.

The space collapsed, as if the end was coming.

"This momentum..."

Xu Xiaoshou finally realized that the heavy pressure on his shoulders came from the momentum of an unknown person.

He felt like he had returned to the moment when he had just taken out his breath and swallowed the mountains and rivers, and had just met the giant in the illusion.

horrible!

"Uh-huh!"

Soon, the pressure intensified, almost without limit!

Xu Xiaoshou's face was ferocious and in great pain. The flesh on his face couldn't help but be pulled down wildly, and his eyes were about to pop out.

But he was still holding on, refusing to be pressed down by this inexplicable pressure, which forced him to kneel down.

"The sword technique of the heart, everything is demonic before your eyes!"

Xu Xiaoshou shouted in his heart, and the images of swallowing mountains and rivers with anger and mental sword skills came out, giving himself a kind of resistance of "I can't help my destiny".

Snapped!

He was like an ant that was stepped over by the invisible giant in the sky and continued to fall.

"grass!"

"No more playing, disappearing technique!"

Xu Xiaoshou disappeared, 70% to 80% of the pressure was isolated.

But the other people on the Void Island didn't have the disappearing technique. They just felt that not only were there spirits on their shoulders, but there were also multiple ghosts above their heads.

"Kaka!"

The head of the God of Heaven dropped heavily, his whole body made a sound of being overwhelmed, and his hands drooped, almost torn apart by the heavy pressure.

Rao Yaoyao could no longer hold the Xuan Cang Divine Sword in her hand, so she let go in time and covered the sling on her shoulder.

"Paji."

Yan Wuse only raised his eyes and glanced at the sky.

With just one glance, he split into two pieces in the next second and fell into the abyss.

"Use the sword as a boundary. Anyone who crosses the boundary will die!"
To be continued...