What? That catastrophic-level aura bomb was actually built by the grandson of the Sword Saint?"

"Oh my God, how can you do such a thing? Is Situ Tai crazy at night?"

"What? In the area of the Holy Soul Academy, tens of millions of people don't care, just thinking about killing Chen Yongsheng and providing 1.5 billion funds to this terrifying guy?"

The barrage exploded in the live broadcast street, looking at the reaction of those beast spirit warriors, the middle-aged fat man showed a smug smile, because, this is the effect he wants, the Holy Sword Gate, in the world of martial artists, has a huge influence.

Once everyone is hostile to the Holy Sword Gate, then chaos will surely come, and at that time, he will naturally be able to profit from it.

"Why is it bloody? Do you want me to give them a recording of your voice?"

The middle-aged fat man said with a smile.

Hearing this, the furious grandson of the Sword Saint, Situ Taiye said angrily.

"You let it go, I will prove my innocence!"

The middle-aged fat man smiled when he heard this.

"Don't worry, after you die, I will send out the content of our communication and your voice to let everyone know, but not now, because, we all know that the five major generals, and those super strong, have probably received the news, and they will be able to get here soon. ”

"So, you're running out of time, you're going to die. ”

As he spoke, the middle-aged fat man sneered and waved his hand.

The young man, who looked to be about seventeen or eighteen years old and looked a little thin, immediately, holding the dagger in his hand, walked towards the angry Sword Saint's grandson, Situ Taiye.

"Don't try to resist, your two Spirit Emperor-level followers were all solved by me personally, and your cultivation is much worse than theirs. ”

At the same time as the young man said.

The middle-aged man sitting on the sofa had already exploded on his body, and the terrifying coercion, in an instant, was already like an invisible mountain, firmly pressing Situ Taiye, the grandson of the Sword Saint, in place.

Don't say yes, the fight is resistant.

I can't even move, I can't even move.

This is the extraordinary control ability that a top powerhouse possesses in front of an ordinary beast spirit martial artist.

Not only that,

The previous two, the followers of the Spirit Emperor level, also died like this,

Do so. Idleness is that the middle-aged fat man wants to create a feeling that there is a super powerful genius boy around him.

Most likely, it is for the sake of the sight of the meat, and at the same time, to deter others, do not act rashly.

But at this time, although Situ Taiye had realized this, at this time, not only did he have no way to move to resist, but he couldn't even speak.

After all, no matter how powerful the aura of the top powerhouse is, he really can't even move a single hair.

In such a situation, the barrage that made the direct relay has exploded.

"I've been afraid to look at it for days. ”

"This young man has been able to kill two Spirit Emperor-level powerhouses, doesn't he mean that he is stronger than Chen Yongsheng?"

"Unbelievable, what's wrong? Today's young people, one is more powerful than the other, 19-year-old Chen Yongsheng, I think he is already peerless, I didn't expect that this young man is even more powerful. ”

Not only that, but there are many more people who are already in a hurry.

"Young Master Situ, you're fighting, are you stupid?"

"Lie down, hurry up and fight, or you will die. ”

"It's over. This is a demon who is younger than Chen Yongsheng!"

And at the same time as the barrage exploded, his eyes looked at him in horror, and the young martial artist in front of him, who had only cultivated to the third grade, made a big guy posture to kill his sword saint grandson Situ Taiye, with only fear in his eyes.

Especially. When he first saw the young man wielding the knife, Situ Taiye was already in despair.

"It's over, I'm dying at the hands of such garbage. ”

Situ Tai night, instant sadness from the heart.

More hysterical, pray like a god again.

"Save me, no matter who it is, as long as you save me, you can be a cow or a horse!"

Concentration is only for a moment,

And at this time, the knife in the hand of the young dancer who looked to be about seventeen or eighteen years old had already slashed at the throat of Situ Tanye, the grandson of the Sword Saint.

"Die!"

Almost, at the very moment when this word popped into everyone's mind.

Rumble!

Accompanied by a violent shake of the shot.

Everyone was shocked to see a scene that shocked them.

That is.

When the man who looked to be about seventeen or eighteen years old, the knife in his hand was about to slash the grandson of the Sword Saint, Situ Tai in the neck.

The dots of blue lightning have already appeared in front of the body of the grandson of the Sword Saint, Situ Taiye, with the wind.

Not only that, but what is even more terrifying.

Almost a moment of knowledge.

His eyes were cold.

Chen Yongsheng has already shown his figure.

Not only did he hold the knife in the hand of the young dancer who was about seventeen or eighteen years old, and the explosion-proof helmet he was carrying in the other hand had already hit the head of the seventeen or eighteen-year-old young beast spirit warrior who was relaxing like a meteor hammer.

Boom!

Loud noise.

The explosion-proof helmet has burst open.

And the young dancer, who was seventeen or eighteen years old, was already like a cannonball that burst out, and was instantly knocked out by a huge force.

Not only that, smashed the windows of the villa.

More directly, it collapsed, and the courtyard wall of the villa, directly, beat the thick steel poles outside the villa into a type.

In the sudden spurt of blood red, he was killed instantly!

Such a situation not only made Situ Taiye, the grandson of the Sword Saint, instantly shocked, but his brain went blank.

The barrage in the live broadcast room of the night order exploded instantly.

"My God, it's Chen Yongsheng, seconds!"

"Awesome, this is the real Tianjiao, that, the guy still can't do it, in front of Chen Yongsheng, he can only be killed in seconds!"

"My mother, the grandson of the Sword Saint, this guy killed Chen Yongsheng, and the result was that Chen Yongsheng saved him?"

And at the same time, all kinds of barrages broke out.

Rumble!

With a loud bang, not only the sofa had exploded and shattered.

The middle-aged man on the sofa, his figure has appeared at the door of the villa in an instant, and at the same time, with the live broadcast of the mobile phone, it has turned black, and 7~8 high-speed shots dedicated to beast spirit warriors have appeared in the live broadcast room.

So, in an instant, almost everyone.

It has been seen very clearly, the figure is young and fit, and the complexion is slightly dark, but at this time, the delicate and delicate Hu Yingcai has not only appeared, but the posture of the tiger spirit possessing the body, in her hands, is carrying the pair of artifact gloves that Chen Yongsheng gave her, which is flashing with light.