Chapter 335: He is too strong, I can't kill him!

Rob committed suicide before being beaten to death by you?
Fang Ping Shengwang was taken aback for a moment, and then suddenly realized, Su Zhan gave Su Zan a little speechlessly, and he stretched out his hand to give Su Zan a chestnut and teach him how to talk.
"Su Zhan, you kid tell me well—"
"Elder Fang, what are you doing?"
Su Zhan's face changed: "You won't hit me?"
"I……"
Fang Ping was awakened suddenly by Su Zhan's question.
This kid Su Zhan is a fierce man that even Motian can kill!
Motian can kill him, so isn't he also an opponent?
Thinking about it this way, he felt a spirit in his heart. He originally wanted to teach the younger generation to knock Su Zhan's head back, and said embarrassingly: "How could I hit you! I just want you to tell me why you are so good." ?"
"This one……"
Su Zhan groaned for a moment, "Forget it, you won't understand it after you say it."
He shook his head.
Do I have to tell you the trivial thing like a trillion protagonist halo?
Not worth mentioning.
Fang Ping Shengwang's face became stiff, a little depressed, and even thought of beating Su Zhan.
But he turned his head and glanced at the demon sky who was beaten with no human appearance. He shook his body, and the thought immediately dissipated.
Beat Su Zhan this pervert?
I'm afraid I'm going to be beaten up? ? ?
In the seventh-order sacred realm, he killed the middle heavenly king if he didn't agree with it...
Ugh!
The young people nowadays are so fierce!
"Senior Brother Su, no! No! Senior Brother Su!"
Yang Qian leaned over and sneered: "Although I started early, but now I am so much weaker than Senior Brother Su, then there is Senior Brother Su in the position of the First Son!
After I go back, I will propose to Master, and tomorrow will hold the ceremony of changing the saints! "
"Is it unnecessary?"
Su Zhan was not interested.
Saint King Fang Ping scolded with a smile: "Yang Gan, are you stupid? After the saint child's feast, Su Zhan is the young master. Do you want the title of first saint child, what's the difference?"
"This is also..."
Yang Qian smiled awkwardly and stepped aside.
Su Zhan glanced around, "Elder Fang, has the blood demon sect stronghold here been wiped out?"
"Don't worry, during the time you were trapped, the blood demon cult here has already been crippled!"
Fang Ping chuckled, shaking his hand, and threw a bunch of storage rings to Su Zhan: "It is my fault to let you be dragged into the blood sacrifice formation by Mo Tian, ​​these people's things belong to you!"
"Thank you Elder Fang."
Su Zhan didn't shirk either, and accepted it with a smile.
Fang Ping is a holy king, so I guess he doesn't like these at all.
"Su Zhan, now the stronghold here has been calmed down, why don't you let me go to Elder Tang, the location of the blood demon sect lair where the holy masters are located?"
"it is good!"
Su beheaded.
With a wave of his hand, Saint King Fang Ping released the standard holy ship in the Holy Land, carrying everyone, and sailing away from Wushan Mountain.
...
Tianxuan Dynasty, Heluo Mansion, a wasteland in the north.
It's hard for anyone to think.
After breaking through the layers of hidden formations, this no man's land, even a wilderness with few monsters, is actually located in a small city!
At this time, Tang Wujian and Mo Wentian were in the center of the small city, around them, there were the corpses of a blood demon.
"I've searched this city, but there is still no trace of the magic sky. Where did this guy go?"
Tang Wujian frowned.
Mo Wentian was silent.
For a moment, after the other holy kings also rushed to report the situation.
The light in his eyes flashed, and his voice sank: "The magic sky is not there, and the dark ghosts under his capable men are not there... They have another plot!
It's Su Zhan! "
Tang Wujian said in shock: "Su Zhan? Could it be that all this is a conspiracy against Su Zhan!"
A holy king hesitated and said: "This is impossible! The Blood Demon Sect has been in the Profound Sky Dynasty for thousands of years. They gave up their efforts for thousands of years to deal with Su Zhan?"
"Nothing is impossible!"
Mo Wentian said: "Motian is a smart person. He should be able to foresee that if Su Zhan continues to grow, he will definitely become the No. 1 powerhouse in the Eastern Wilderness in the future, not to mention a mere celestial being, even a martial arts mythical figure. !
If Su Zhan grows up, the blood demon of their blood demon sect will be afraid!
Nowadays, this hidden danger can be eliminated by sacrificing only one branch of the Profound Sky Dynasty. Do you think they will not do it?
I was careless, Elder Tang, you and I escaped the fastest, we two went to Wushan, the others continued to search for the Golem Cult on the wasteland! "
"Yes!"
Those holy kings answered.
Tang Wujian and Mo Wentian stepped into the air in one step and appeared in the air 100 meters. They were about to use their escape techniques to rush to Wushan at the fastest speed, but suddenly they discovered that the Holy King Fang Ping was driving the holy ship!
"Fang Ping! How is my apprentice!"
There are still dozens of miles away, Tang Wujian already shouted, and rushed up impatiently.
Mo Wentian followed closely behind.
"Ugh!"
Seeing Tang Wujian's appearance, Saint King Fang Ping flew out of the holy ship and was in Tang Wujian ten miles ahead. Mo Wentian met.
When I met, I sighed without saying anything.
Seeing this, their hearts sank.
Tang Wujian said anxiously, "Fang Ping, your uncle, please tell me if you have anything!"
"Elder Tang, Holy Lord, Su cut him, he was drawn into the blood sacrifice formation by Motian!"
"What! Sacrifice blood to death formation?"
Tang Wujian was stunned for a moment, and rang out the materials of the blood sacrifice formation, his face changed drastically, and angrily said: "Fang Ping, I hit you with a sword!"
With that said, Tang Wujian really took out the Infinite Sacred Sword of the top Saint King Artifact level, and a terrifying power erupted from his body!
Mo Wentian stretched out a hand and stopped Tang Wujian: "Elder Tang, you--"
"What are you! You should have let me protect Su Zhan secretly. Holy Lord, you sent Fang Ping this useless guy to go, can there be no trouble!"
Tang Wujian was so dizzy that he didn't even give Mo Wentian's face.
At this moment, Su Zhan also walked out of the cabin of the holy ship, turned into a thunder and lightning and appeared in front of the three of them.
"Master, Holy Master, Elder Fang, what are you doing?"
Su Zhan looked surprised: "Which arm? Who is stronger than?"
"Are you not dead?"
Tang Wujian was taken aback, and immediately looked at Fang Ping, "Didn't you say that he was dragged into the blood sacrifice formation by Motian?"
"Yes indeed!"
Saint King Fang Ping took a few steps back, and some complained: "Tang Wujian, you guy is too irritable, I haven't finished speaking yet!
Although Su Zhan was drawn into the blood sacrifice formation by Motian, it didn't mean that he had to die! "
"fart!"
Tang Wujian snorted coldly: "I still know that the sacrifice to the blood death formation will only pull the formation and the locked people into the small space. Unless one of them is dead, they will not be able to get out!
Ok?
Unless one person dies..."
While talking, thinking of a certain possibility, Tang Wujian suddenly widened his eyes, looked at Su Zhan, and started to breathe shortly: "Su Zhan, did you kill Motian?!"
"Master, you think too much, Motian is very strong!"
Su Zhan shook his head.
Tang Wujian smiled blankly: "Yes, I think too much!
Back then, even I failed to kill Motian, of course you are even more impossible—"
"He is so strong that he committed suicide before I punched him to death!"
Following Su Zhan's voice sounded.
Tang Wujian's smile froze.
The voice stopped abruptly.