Chapter 1692: Battle Saint Son
Taking advantage of the fact that the geniuses of the human race appeared one after another, Ye Shura, who was named with him, was not willing to be lonely, and at this time, he made a move, stepped on the arena, killed a servant of the Protoss, and stood proudly on the arena.
The most central Holy Son of the Protoss, watching his servants being killed one after another, he just watched coldly, did not make a move, and did not get angry, as if nothing had anything to do with him, indifferent to the extreme.
As one Terran young genius after another appeared, where they were, the other Terran weaklings bypassed one after another, and turned to attack the other Terran servants, who were outnumbered and powerful, and although they still suffered heavy casualties, they also killed one of them with numbers.
"Kill the green water girl, take your life", just after Ye Shura stepped on the arena, an indifferent voice sounded again above the arena, and a young man in white stepped on the arena in the air.
"Is that him? Wen Gongzi! The son of the Yasukuni Prime Minister Wen Xiang's family, it is rumored that he admired the green water girl, and for a while he was looking for classics to cure the green water girl's congenital deficiencies, but he didn't expect him to stand up at this time."
Under the arena, some people talked about the young man in white after he appeared, and even exclaimed.
Yasukuni Wenxiang is the same figure as the entire Yasukuni Dinghai Shenpin, a huge territory, endless living beings, countless things, big and small, he can sort it out clearly, although his strength is not high, but no one dares to ignore him, and Wen Xiang's son, Wen Lang, known as Wen Gongzi, is a talented person, but he is a leader of the younger generation, and in Yasukuni, his reputation is actually more outstanding than Wang Jiaheng and others in the Haotian Holy Land.
Wen Gongzi Wen Lang appeared on the arena, facing the servant of the Protoss, his eyes were cold, and he just stretched out a finger to point at the other party, Rao is the other party is a strong man in the realm of heaven. What's more, the Protoss has natural powers, and it was still shattered by a finger from him like a bubble, which immediately frightened a large number of people.
Wen Lang didn't have much time to make a move, and no one knew exactly what abilities he had, but every time it was unexpected by people, such as now. He killed a servant of the Heavenly Realm of the Protoss with a single finger!
"The ants of the Protoss are spreading wild in my Yasukuni, don't you think that there is no one in my Yasukuni"? After Wen Lang made a move, on the arena, there was a joking voice again, and a young man in a purple robe stepped on the arena, he was holding a purple long knife, and with an understatement, he smashed a protoss servant. It's as simple as eating and drinking.
"Who is this person? It's so easy to kill the servants of the Protoss, it's much easier than Gongzi Wen."
"You don't know him? He is the son of the King of Yasukuni Jin, because he is extremely spit out among his peers, he was named Jin Jinghou by the Yasukuni Emperor, and the young marquis, can you imagine how outstanding he is, right?"
The sound of the crowd outside talking revealed the identity of this purple-clothed young man, and he was an outstanding young man.
When the Terran teenagers Tianjiao appeared one after another. Yasukuni alone has seen the emergence of two incomparably brilliant young powerhouses, and this is Yasukuni after all. It is also reasonable that there are more young and strong people.
"They are both Yasukuni leaders, and I don't know which of them is stronger if Jin Jinghou and Wen Gongzi do it", in the crowd, someone put forward such an assumption, but it's a pity. I can't see that kind of picture, after all, they are all one of the leading figures of the younger generation of Yasukuni, and the loss of any one of them is an immeasurable loss, and it is impossible to do anything.
"I don't know which of them is stronger, but I do. They are not the strongest of the younger generation in Yasukuni," someone said as they looked at the scene on the arena and swore as if they knew something inside.
Those who were aroused by their interest immediately asked, "Who is the strongest of the young generation in Yasukuni?"
The person who spoke before said with an unfathomable face: "If you want to say that the strongest young man Tianjiao in Yasukuni is naturally the mysterious Grand Prince of Yasukuni, that is, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of Yasukuni today, he must be the strongest person of the younger generation in Yasukuni, but it is a pity that these young geniuses are all in order to suppress the fame of the Protoss and prepare for the fight for the eldest princess in the future, in this case, His Royal Highness the Prince of Yasukuni will not appear here."
Although they were not able to see the demeanor of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of Yasukuni, the people who saw this scene today were excited enough, and one after another famous young Tianjiao appeared, this is a legendary figure, and under normal circumstances, they can't see it.
"Your Majesty, do you want to go up and show your face too?" In the hidden restaurant, Xiao Duozi bent down to face Tang Tian and said, his idea was very simple, if Tang Tian appeared, he would be able to quickly become famous here, which would have immeasurable significance for the future cause.
It's a pity, Tang Tian shook his head and said: "There's no need, this qiē itself was planned by me, and it's insignificant whether I am famous or not, because I am already the final winner, and besides, don't you look at these people who are famous one by one, killing the servants of the Protoss is like slaughtering a dog, but don't you see that the Holy Son of the Protoss still has no change in face?" If he hadn't had absolute faith, how could he still be standing there safely? If you want to say the most terrifying, you still have to count this Holy Son of the Protoss"!
Although this qiē was directed by Tang Tian himself, he was able to put himself in the perspective of a bystander, and he could see it clearly than anyone else, after all, the other party was the Holy Son of the Protoss, and it was rumored to be the hope of the future of the Protoss, if he didn't have one or two earth-shattering weapons and treasures on his body, if he didn't have the ultimate secret method, if he didn't have absolute confidence, how could he dare to stand here safely?
The Protoss, blessed by nature, blessed by God, and incomparably strong, since they dare to use the name of the Shenwei Race, they can already imagine their strength, not to mention the future hope of this legendary Protoss?
On the arena, with the appearance of the human boy Tianjiao one after another, the servants brought by the Holy Son of the Protoss have been slaughtered, and now he is the only one left, but he is still standing there calmly.
On the arena, there are one by one the famous Terran Tianjiao, and the other people who were clamoring to kill the Protoss calmed down, quit the arena with interest, and handed over this battlefield to these young Tianjiao, people at that level are no longer able to intervene.
"Gone? Are you the only ones who can get on the table? I count, one, two...... Only six in total? No more"? The Holy Son of the Protoss stood in the center of the arena, his eyes roamed around and said lightly, his tone was full of unbeatable domineering. It's as if these Terran Tianjiao young people don't put it in his eyes.
"Kill you, I'll be enough", the young man of the Dugu family said coldly, stepped forward, didn't greet anyone, and slashed with the black long sword in his hand. The entire Tianyu was overwhelmed by a brilliant sword light, and no other colors could be seen!
The horror of this sword, Rao is Tang Tian, who was outside the arena, felt his heart skip a beat, that feeling of killing a qiē, his dragon body had felt it in the sword king!
"Is there the fifth realm of kendo? I didn't expect this young man from the Dugu family to make a breakthrough again in more than a year", Tang Tian muttered to himself in a deep voice, the fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy was already a genius of the fifth realm of the sword path. This kind of heavenly capital, Rao is Tang Tian had to look sideways.
When ......, a loud bang came from above the arena, and when the sword light that illuminated the sky passed, the situation on the arena made countless people who paid attention to it here in an uproar, looking like they were hell.
On the arena, the Holy Son of the Protoss was still standing firmly in the center, and he just stretched out a hand. grabbed the black long sword in the hand of the young man of the Dugu family and pinched it steadily. Not hurt in the slightest!
"What? It's impossible to ......", at the same time, on the arena, other Terran young geniuses almost exclaimed, secretly saying that this is simply impossible.
The boy of the Dugu family, the cultivation of the fifth realm of the sword. Unexpectedly, a sword didn't even cut off the oil skin of the Holy Son of the Protoss!
"Hmph, I'm not very old, just learn to shout and kill, go back and eat a few more days of milk before coming back", the Holy Son of the Protoss snorted coldly. A foot suddenly kicked out and kicked into the chest and abdomen of the Dugu boy.
At this critical moment, I saw the long sword in his hand, spinning like a top, a huge force resisted the hand of the Holy Son of the Protoss, and put the long sword across his chest, and with a bang, the foot of the Holy Son of the Protoss kicked on the body of the sword, kicking him out at once, his face turned pale, and he was kicked thousands of meters away before stopping, and suddenly looked at the other party with a solemn face.
"Hmph......", a cold snort sounded, Wang Jiaheng of the Haotian Holy Land snorted coldly, stepped out, and a vast ocean seemed to appear under his feet, rippling like a galaxy, Tianyu suddenly darkened, and a bright moon was in the sky, crushing towards the Holy Son of the Protoss.
"You are Wang Jiaheng of the Haotian Holy Land? I know you, Haoyue Peak is the strongest in history among the Haotian Holy Land, and it is the secret method of this Haoyue sky, but unfortunately, you still can't do it", the Holy Son of the Protoss turned to look at Wang Jiaheng and said coldly, his fist was pinched, and the volley was punched out in the air, as if he was going to penetrate Tianyu, and the vast bright moon that was crushed down was immediately shattered.
Wang Jiaheng stepped back for hundreds of meters, his face turned pale, he swallowed the blood that almost blurted out, and looked at the Holy Son of the Protoss with a solemn gaze.
"The treasure body of the Protoss is incomparably powerful, and it has the taste of breaking ten thousand laws, but this is not your capital to be arrogant in my human race's territory," a cold voice said.
......, a buzzing sounded, the void trembled, and golden light flooded the entire arena, and golden runes rose into the air, as if they were about to evolve a world.
The prince of Wuguo made a move, like a golden-armored god of war, and the golden spear in his hand passed through the air, shattering the heavens and all directions, and stabbing at the head of the Holy Son of the Protoss.
"Prince Wuguo, your strength is only stronger than the spear in your hand, it is rumored that in order to create this spear, your father personally killed a golden dragon of the Shenzang realm and refined it, but unfortunately, you can't exert the power of this dragon spear", the Holy Son of the Protoss looked at the Prince of Wuguo and said in a deep voice.
As he spoke, his hand flipped over, and a purple long sword appeared in his hand, and with a swing of the sword, the purple sword qi surged out like an ocean, shattering the golden rune time, and a sword slashed on the dragon spear of the prince of the martial kingdom, splitting it upside down and flying back!
"Do you think that only you have a divine soldier in your hands"? The Holy Son of the Protoss stood with his sword in his face, and the prince of the martial kingdom said in a deep voice.
"Shura Sword Dao ......", on the arena, Ye Shura roared, the blood-colored long sword came out of the sheath, and stepped out, the arena seemed to turn into a sea of Shura blood, from the sea of blood, a blood-colored sword light rushed out like a torrent, and blasted towards the Holy Son of the Protoss.
"Destroying the sky and pointing to the ......", at the same time, Wen Lang also made a move, he was dressed in white, stretched out his right hand, his index finger pointed out, a finger bloomed with endless white light, the void was a little, a little bit broken, a hand completely composed of white light crushed out, shattered a qiē, and pointed at the Holy Son of the Protoss.
"Give me ...... to die", Jin Jinghou also shot at this time, the purple long knife in his hand slashed, and a purple canopy-like sword light fell into the sky, and everything he passed was annihilated.
Ye Shura, Wen Lang, and Jin Jinghou shot at the same time, attacking and killing the Holy Son of the Protoss together, and the three of them shot at the same time, and their terrifying power made even the ordinary powerhouses in the Heavenly Realm close to the Divine Treasure Realm have to retreat.
But the Holy Son of the Protoss didn't, in the face of the joint attack of the three Terran teenagers Tianjiao, he still stood there calmly, squinting his eyes and glancing, just when the three of them were about to attack him, above his head, a white light erupted, and a bright white bell hung on his head, the bell was one foot high, but it gave people a taste of the heavens, sprinkling wisps of white light to protect him.
Buzzing ......, the bell body shook, and a sound wave that made the soul tremble swept out, Ye Shura's cultivation sword path shattered, Wen Lang's Heaven Destroying Finger shattered, Jin Jinghou's sword light shattered, and the three of them were shocked out together, all of them turned pale!
On the arena, the six Terran teenagers Tianjiao made a move, but none of them were able to get the Holy Son of the Protoss, but they were dismissed by the other party lightly, and they all suffered a little loss.
"Human beings, really just a pitifully weak race, are the kings and hegemons in this small place, you all call yourself a young genius and a demon, in fact, it's just like that, six people, they don't even have the qualifications to let me move, it's ridiculous, ridiculous", the Holy Son of the Protoss stood in the center of the arena and said with a disdainful expression.
"Yelang is arrogant, since you want to, then I will fulfill you", the young man of the Dugu family, who was the first to do it, stood up at this time, and he looked at the Holy Son of the Protoss and said slowly.
As he spoke, the black sword in his hand trembled, and the humming sound made even the spectators on the periphery of the arena feel a pain in their heads.
"It's been a long time since I've met an opponent who makes me worthy of seriousness, you are one", the Dugu boy was hit again, and the long sword in his hand stabbed straight forward, without any fancy, just a stab ......! (To be continued......)