Chapter 857: : Su Yi is a disciple of the Holy Mountain?

"Hey..."
The two figures vomited blood and fallen, and the Su singer and the ancient Yue Palace once again hit the ground.
Above the low sky, the elders of the sacred flame also retreat a little, deep in the eyes, with a touch of color, and then restrained.
"Wh..."
Among the five three-door forces, all the elders are screaming, their eyes are complicated, and they are also shocking for the strength of the elders!
The strength of the singer-song elders and the ancient Yue Palace masters, they all have a lot of thoughts, but at the moment the two joined forces, they can not compete against the elders of the sacred fire, showing how terrible the strength is.
"Elder Su!"
"The palace owner!"
The strong man with the Shenjianmen and the Tianmen Palace suddenly came forward, and his face was extremely dignified.
Su Yi did not move, the teeth were close to the lips, and the blood had overflowed from the corners of the lips. The fists were clenched and the back of the hands was exposed.
The singer of the singer’s mouth bleeds, the short body rises, the head is scattered, and the look is embarrassing.
Raising his hand wiped a layer of blood from the corner of his mouth, and the short body of the singer of the singer seemed to be slightly more camel.
Stepping out a few steps, watching in the full field, Su sings once again came to Su Yi's body, just smiled at Su Yi, shattered the white hair, also stained a few bloodstains, slightly lifted Oh, my eyes continued to focus on the elders of the flame.
"Su Yi is a disciple of my Excalibur. Who dares to move, and who is fighting this old man today!"
Su sings the song elders open, mixed with the sound of the sound of the sound of the clouds.
Full of eyes, looking at that thin figure.
When such words fell in Su Yi's ear, so that Su Yi couldn't help but tremble in his heart, and the eyes were moist, and the fog covered his eyes.
Such a short figure stood in front of the moment, so that Su Yi feels like a big Yue, can not be moved!
"Su Yi is a disciple of my Excalibur, who dares to move!"
Emeihua’s elders trembled and stepped forward to Su Yi’s front, and they lifted their heads, and their bodies swayed and the light shone again.
"Su Yi is my disciple disciple, who dares to move!"
"Su Yi is my disciple disciple, who dares to move!"
Duan Yuerong, elders and other elders, also stepped out and blocked in front of Su Yi’s body.
Silent in the field, no number of light trembles, such a scene, people have to move!
"Su Yi is my disciple disciple, who dares to move, I will fight with whom!"
"Su Yi is my disciple disciple, who dares to move, I will fight with whom!"
"Su Yi is my disciple disciple, who dares to move, I will fight with whom!"
"........."
The sound of the road came from the square, and many young figures walked out of the crowd and slowly walked towards the center of the square.
This young figure is extraordinary and extraordinary.
This young man is not someone else, it is Situ Muyang, Jian eleven, Ou Luo, Sakura Shallow, Gong Yi and others.
In the early Shenu Valley, Su Yi saved them.
If it weren’t for Su Yi, they would have been buried in the Valley of Excalibur.
At this moment, how can they retreat, knowing that they are not worth mentioning compared with the strong people of the Holy Mountain, and they do not want to retire!
Muyao Qianying also walked straight out, among the beautiful scorpions, there was a golden light.
Su Yi turned his eyes and looked at the familiar figure. The eyes became more and more wet, the line of sight was slowly blurred, the biting teeth and the fists slowly loosened, and the corner of the mouth was hung with a smile.
"It seems that Su Yi is not in the sword gate!"
The whole field is moving, it is shocking, and the heart touches.
The dust, the scales, the ruthlessness, and other gaze of the eyes, this situation, feels.
The elders of the flames, the ice kettle, etc. saw this scene, and they all secretly condensed.
The sacred mountain is naturally fearless, but it is really impossible to kill the Shenjianmen today. It is absolutely impossible. No one can be responsible for this.
"So mad songs, why not do it yourself, do you want to cause a big disaster for the entire Excalibur?"
The elders of the flames opened their eyes and watched the singer of the Soviet singer.
"Su Yi is my disciple disciple, the holy mountain is deceiving, and it is obvious to all. If my Shenjian Gate is not able to protect the disciples in the door today, it has a face and a face in the middle of the state!" Su crazy songs, the hair dances The sight is like Jianguang.
"Su Yi is a disciple of Shenjian.........!"
The elders of the flame watched the mad songs and the old man of Gu Yue. After a slight pause in the voice, the voice suddenly became a bit harsh, with a faint sneer, and said: "Su Yi is the champion of the holy martial arts, not going to the holy mountain. It’s my own freedom. I can’t force my holy mountain. I’m sorry that Shenjianmen and Haotian Palace are afraid that they still don’t know. This Su Yi’s true identity has always been a disciple of my holy mountain!

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The old man of the Holy Fire deliberately wants to declare the identity of Su Yi and inform Zhongzhou!
"What, Su Yi is a disciple of the Holy Mountain!"
"Hey........."
When such a voice falls, the audience is full of stunned eyes, and even the eyes are stunned. Even the Excalibur Gate, the strongest of the Heavenly Palace is no exception.
Even at the moment, even the West is ruthless, and the dust is full of doubts.
"Su Yi was a disciple of my holy mountain from the very beginning, Gu Yue, Su crazy song. If you don't believe it, you can ask this Su Yi, but he is from the city, is a disciple of my holy mountain!"
The ice elders smiled and the voice spread. Su Yi was a disciple of the holy mountain from the very beginning. The holy mountain had to bring back his disciples back to the holy mountain. The name was justified, and the Tiangong Palace could not stop it.
And today, all this is also a loss of the face of the Holy Mountain, Su Yi killed Chu Changhuan, defeated Nalan Ruyu, then how, this Su Yiben is a disciple of the Holy Mountain.
The head of the ancient palace, the master of the Guanlan Palace, the elders of the Soviet singer, the elders of Mei Huazhen, etc., are full of doubts.
Although they know that they are not convinced by the status of the Holy Fire and the Ice Crab, they still hope to prove it on Su Yi's body.
Su Yi looked at the sacred mountain strongmen such as the low-altitude ice kettle and the elders of the sacred fire. He looked around at the moment and was familiar with the figure at Shenjianmen and Qitian Temple. There was no opening.
Su Yi’s default is that the eyes of the ancient Yue Palace, the elders Mei Huawei are unbelievable.
However, Su Yi’s attitude is obviously the default. They did not think of it anyway. Su Yi would actually be a disciple of the Holy Mountain.

It looks like Su Yizhen is a disciple of the Holy Mountain!

"It turned out to be a disciple of the Holy Mountain. No wonder the talent is so terrible!"
"It turned out that this Su Yiben is a disciple of the Holy Mountain!"
Full of stunned, there is a feeling of sudden realization, it is no wonder that Su Yi is so terrible and powerful, it is itself a disciple of the Holy Mountain.
Listening to the discussion around, the sacred mountain lineup, many eyes showed a smile.
But there are also a lot of strong people who are gloomy, and Su Yi has killed many of their disciples.
"From the very beginning, Su Yi was a disciple of my holy mountain. No matter whether he later joined Heshanmen, he could not change the identity of my sacred mountain disciple. Today, Su Yi returns to the holy mountain. Whoever dares to stop, then it really blames me. You are welcome!"
Among the sounds of the flames, the threat of undisguised and the fierce color permeated, and the eyes fell intentionally or unintentionally on the elders of the Su singer and the ancient Yue Palace.
Su Yi is a disciple of the Holy Mountain. He wants to bring back the name of the holy mountain. Whoever dares to stop it, that is to provoke the holy mountain, he can no longer keep it!