An elder from the Tiandan Sect shouted angrily, and many of the Tiandan Sect disciples either had sharp eyes, gritted their teeth in secret, or looked at him with complicated emotions.
This big demon who caused countless turmoil in the arena and covered with blood on his hands was once their same door!
The onlookers craned their necks and looked at the servant, wondering if he was Song Yuan!
After a long silence, he glanced at Shangguan Lingxian Empress again, and the servant said with his hoarse and low voice: "You, just now, what did you say?"
"I don't think I need to repeat."
"Sure enough?!"
"As you think."
The old Poxudao was inexplicably irritated when he heard it, and he said in a deep voice: "What kind of riddles are you playing? Forget it, no matter, hey, you servant, listen, are you Song Yuan? Answer the old man immediately!
"Haha." The servant showed a very disdainful expression, "It's a fool, you deserve to come and ask me?"
"you!"
The Poxu Dao jumped like thunder, and he was scolded by Li Yun today. At least I heard that the strength of the opponent is not bad, comparable to the strength of the innate late stage.
But a mere messenger deserves to call him an idiot? !
"Look for a fight!!"
Shattering the Void Sword's wrist flicked, and the dark scabbard flew out, revealing a cold gleaming sword. It has a broad blade and a thick back. It is both sharp and hard. This sword has nothing to do with heavy weapons like the meteor hammer. Don't let the wind fall.
"Boy, whether you are Song Yuan or not, take the old man a knife first!"
After all, the old Poxu Dao just raised the knife, and in an instant it was like a galaxy pouring down, the light of the knife joined together, and it rumbled towards the shoulder of the servant.
Poxu knife left a bit of affection, if this servant is not Song Yuan, then only cut off one of his arms, as the price of rude words!
The blade light was fierce and mighty, causing everyone to exclaim, admiring the elder of the broken virtual knife that the treasured sword is not old.
But Li Yun said, "Don't kill him."
"what?!"
Everyone was shocked, and there was no time to think about it. The blade of the broken sword had already been cut in front of the servant.
"If you still want to restore some of your reputation." Li Yun added.
The cold light flickered in the servant's eyes, and finally, he raised his right hand and grabbed his five fingers towards the blade that thundered.
"boom!"
The light of the knife shattered, and the extremely sharp sword was held in the hand by the servant's indifferent five fingers. The pupils of the broken sword suddenly widened, "No, yes, yes!"
He walked the rivers and lakes for many years, entered the congenital realm at the age of twenty-five, and at the late congenital stage at the age of 40. After nearly thirty years, he would not say that there was no one who could defeat him in the whole arena, but there was absolutely no person who dared to block his blade with a flesh!
"Idiot, go away."
The servant's five fingers squeezed forcefully, and the thick sword'ping-pong' broke apart several times, and a black air that was visible to the naked eye broke out. He threw the broken knife out like a sack and flew straight for more than ten meters. Grumblingly rolled on the ground a few times before stopping.
The two thousand people present were silent.
In the late innate stage, the veteran of Poxudao who had been famous for many years, could not even catch his move!
This person must be the Song Yuan who took refuge in the magic door and stepped into the magic way!
"I know one thing."
Song Yuan's body gushed out an evil spirit like black ink, and his face changed rapidly in the evil spirit, and soon became the appearance of Song Yuan.
"The people of the arena are ignorant and ignorant."
