Ancient Fiend Dragon Emperor

"Senior, what do you mean?"

Su Yunming suddenly raised his head, looked at Yuan Ling, his eyes were blood red and said, "I have never provoked my seniors in the Tushen Pavilion, but my seniors have been so deadly when they come up. Do you really think that the lives of the people in my Tushen Pavilion are all ants? They are real ants. That is also a living life, senior, how can you kill just as you say!"

"Slaying God Pavilion?"

Yuan Ling smiled coldly, clapped his hand again, and said indifferently, "Don't say it's just a ninth-rate sect, it's a first-rate sect. I haven't taken it seriously. I just think you are ants. You guys So what?"

"boom!"

The palm fell and smashed a large area of ​​the city wall into pieces. At the same time, hundreds of people were unable to dodge and were killed abruptly while screaming.

These people are all ordinary disciples of Tushen Pavilion.

Yuan Ling is really too strong. A strong man in the Dragon King realm, he has the power of the emperor. When he attacks, there is a dragon roar, as if he is fused with the blood of a real dragon.

Not to mention Yuan Ling's strength, just the astonishing pressure was enough to make the people in the Tushen Pavilion breathless. Even Su Yunming, who was about to break through to the Dragon God Realm, was suffocated.

All the people in Tushen Pavilion could only watch helplessly as their companions were killed, with overwhelming anger in their hearts but unable to do anything.

When Yuan Ling attacked, the other super sects, first-rate sects, and second-rate sects all looked at him with indifferent expressions, without any sympathy or pity.

Su Yunming was right. In the eyes of these people, the people of Tushen Pavilion, or in other words, the people of these ninth-rate sects, were nothing more than ants.

For ants like this, you can kill them however you want.

At this moment, Yuan Ling is just playing tricks on the people of Tushen Pavilion. If he really wants to kill him, more than this number of people will die in Tushen Pavilion at this moment.

What he wanted was to force Su Han to come out.

"I would like to see when Su Han is going to see him!"

Yuan Ling opened his mouth and took out his third palm.

"Boom~"

The palm light was like a sky, tearing apart all the void and covering it from the center of the Tushen Pavilion.

The ground was directly shattered into countless pieces, dozens of palace-like buildings collapsed at this moment, and the teleportation array of the Tushen Pavilion also turned into nothingness at this moment.

Looking around, the Tushen Pavilion, which could be said to be luxurious and low-key before, is now a complete mess.

There was a huge amount of dust rising up and spreading in all directions.

A huge palm print, like a black hole, appeared on the ground.

In the black hole, thousands of corpses had been turned into flesh, and none of them were dead.

"No!!!"

Su Yunming's eyes were blood red, with tears flowing out.

It is true that he is the deputy master of the Tushen Pavilion. Compared with others, he holds a high position.

There are tens of thousands of people in the Tu Shen Pavilion, and this is true.

But so what?

Su Yunming is not an ordinary deputy pavilion master. In his eyes, all the people in the Tushen Pavilion are flesh and blood and real living beings.

A moment ago, these people had saluted me, and I also teased them a few words as a joke.

At this moment, these lives disappeared permanently from his impression.

To Su Yunming, these people from the Tushen Pavilion were disciples, but in fact, they could also be considered friends.

"Aren't you going to give in yet?"

Seeing Su Yunming's painful look, the middle-aged man from the Sword Immortal Tomb sneered, "It's useless for you to just call me senior. Kneel down now and kowtow to the elder Yuan Ling a few times. Maybe the elder will spare your life." .”

Su Yunming's heart was filled with rage and his body was trembling, but his face did not show the slightest expression of hatred.

It's not that he doesn't hate it, but that he is trying his best to endure it, because he knows that once his hatred is revealed, Yuan Ling will take more ruthless actions.

"The Great Elder is the top expert in Yuxu Palace, and Yuxu Palace is a super sect. Is it an insult to you to kneel down?"

"There are rules in the Longwu Continent. When you see someone from a super sect, you must kneel down and pay homage. Are you just turning a blind eye?"

"If you don't kneel down, all the people in your Tushen Pavilion will wait to die!"

After the middle-aged man in the Sword Immortal Tomb, many people opened their mouths and stared at the ants-like people in the Tushen Pavilion with sneers.

Everyone here in the Tushen Pavilion is looking at Su Yunming, and they are all waiting for Su Yunming's decision.

"Still not kneeling?"

Seeing Su Yunming's silence, the middle-aged man from the Sword Immortal Tomb frowned and immediately took action.

"call out!"

A golden sword light shot out across the sky. It was the size of an ordinary sword light at the beginning and became several thousand feet long in an instant.

He waved his palm gently towards the Tushen Pavilion, and the astonishing sword light, which was thousands of feet long, with a terrifying pressure, suddenly tore the void and slashed towards the Tushen Pavilion.

"Boom!"

A loud noise suddenly appeared!

The sword light shattered everything, swept across the Tushen Pavilion palace, and even swept the three pictures that Su Han had left on the square into nothingness.

At this moment, the entire square was ravaged, and a huge mark appeared on the smooth ground.

This mark was caused by the light of the sword, like a huge scar.

There were the most disciples in the square, and screams kept coming out, as well as cries and despair.

One after another figures were covered by the sword light, and their bodies shattered almost before they fell.

Just this sword was enough to kill nearly two thousand people!

"Stop!!!" Su Yunming roared.

The others also stared at the middle-aged man with gnashed teeth, wanting to bite him into pieces.

"Kneel down or not?!"

The middle-aged man looked at Su Yunming as if he was giving an order, but also as a threat.

The humiliation in Su Yunming's heart was hard to describe in words. He hated, hated that he was not strong enough to cut this man into pieces!

"You're not kneeling yet, are you?"

The middle-aged man snorted coldly, "It doesn't matter. I'll ask you once. If you don't kneel down, I will kill a thousand of your Tushen Pavilion disciples. I want to see how long you can hold on!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he really wanted to take action again.

"kneel!"

At this moment, Su Yunming suddenly raised his head and his voice became hoarse.

"I kneel, I kneel!"

"Deputy Pavilion Master!"

Hearing Su Yunming's words, Liu Yun not far away trembled and said, "The Pavilion Master once said that I, a member of the Tushen Pavilion, will kneel to the sky and kneel to my parents, but I will never kneel to anyone else!"

"Senior ministers can be killed, but not humiliated. Deputy Pavilion Master, even if we die, you can't kneel down!" Hong Chen also had tears in his eyes.

"We can die, but our faith cannot be destroyed!"

“Deputy Pavilion Master, if you make me wait and watch you kneel down, it’s better to let me wait and die!!!”

"You must not kneel! You must not kneel!!!"

The other people in the Tushen Pavilion also spoke with stern voices. The sound was so loud that many super sect members frowned deeply.

End of this chapter