Chapter 78 The powerful Guixu Saint, Jiuyun Taoist Temple came to the rescue

After Guixu Saint finished speaking, he released an extremely powerful aura from his body.

This aura shook the world, and the entire Jinghong Empire, and even several surrounding empires, all sensed this terrifying aura.

"Holy power! This is holy power!"

Someone shouted in horror.

"How many years has it been since the Eastern Region has seen the aura of a saint? Who has provoked the saint?"

"That direction, let's go and see. It's worth dying to see the saint in action."

Many fearless people immediately headed in the direction of the aura release, their eyes full of fanaticism.

In their eyes, the saint was a completely mythical figure.

Among those who came to watch the show, there were many powerful people who had entered the Dao realm. They wanted to see the saint in action and then comprehend the holy way.

Although this was not very helpful, it would be good to know more about the saint.

At this moment.

In Luoyun Sect.

True Man Yuhua looked up calmly, and his gentle eyes contained a solemn and murderous look.

Ten years ago, he successfully killed the upper corpse. For him, the middle corpse was the most difficult among the three corpses, while the upper corpse was easier.

As a Taoist, he had cultivated himself since childhood and took life and death lightly.

And Su Chen helped him kill the middle corpse, which was equivalent to owing a huge cause and effect to the Su family, even if he died for it.

So no matter what, he had to protect these people of the Su family.

The aura of Yuhua Zhenren also spread, confronting the Guixu Saint in the sky, but his expression was extremely solemn.

Guixu Saint.

He had heard of this name. He was the ancestor of Guixu Holy Land, and he was also a powerful cultivator in the late Saint King, stronger than his master. He had no confidence in defeating the other party.

Around Luoyun Sect, many people also gathered around. These were basically cultivators starting from the Guiyuan Realm, and even the old Jinghong King came.

The main reason is that the commotion here is too big. This is still the territory of his Jinghong Empire. It would be a bit unreasonable for him not to come.

"This is the Su family!"

The old Jinghong King's eyes were full of solemnity. How did they provoke the saint?

"Hiss, two saints fighting, I have never seen it in my life. Today I can finally open my eyes."

In the dark, a cultivator who had just broken through to the Tao had a fiery look in his eyes.

"That... turned out to be the old saint of Guixu Holy Land. My Murong family is a vassal of Guixu Holy Land. I have the honor to see him once."

"What, I heard that he has already broken through to the Saint King realm!"

"And you see the other saint, his aura is obviously much weaker. It is estimated that he is only at the Saint realm. He should have just broken through not long ago."

"It seems that this battle is no longer suspenseful. This saint who has just broken through will definitely lose, but how did he provoke the Saint of Guixu?"

Many people communicated in secret, with doubts in their eyes.

In just a short while, nearly ten Dao-entry cultivators came here, and many Dao-entry cultivators were coming from afar, and even many cultivators who were practicing in seclusion came.

Who wouldn't want to watch the battle between saints?

If you can get a glimpse of it, it can increase your chances of becoming a saint.

The eyes of Guixu Saint were full of coldness. He raised his hand and waved it, and the world began to shake violently.

Then, a huge palm appeared in the sky, with a diameter of at least ten thousand feet, which contained infinite power, as if it could destroy the world.

From below, it was like a mortal facing a god.

"A mere saint dares to provoke me."

The voice of Guixu Saint was transmitted like a huge bell.

Countless people felt a little numb when they saw this huge palm.

Although he was not descending fast, they felt like an ant facing the sky, with no place to hide.

Yuhua Zhenren's eyes were full of solemnity. This attack seemed slow, but he couldn't dodge it and had to take it.

He raised the whisk in his hand, and the holy power poured out.

For Guixu Saint, this was just a casual attack from him, but Yuhua Zhenren needed to use all his strength to resist it, and he might not be able to resist it.

Although there was only one realm difference between the saint and the saint king, at the level of the saint, every small realm was a gap, not to mention that the difference between the two was a big realm and several small realms.

The next moment, a sword condensed in front of Yuhua Zhenren.

This sword was different from other people's swords. It was like a breeze, without any sharp feeling, and you even felt that he couldn't hurt you.

The long sword clashed with the huge palm, and the powerful holy power poured out.

The already dilapidated Luoyun Sect became even more dilapidated, and there was almost no trace of the original Luoyun Sect.

Fortunately, Yuhua Zhenren protected his back, and the aftermath did not affect the Su family. The disciples of Luoyun Sect were far away, and no one died, only many were injured.

However, Yuhua Zhenren's sword could not stop the giant palm, and began to break.

The people who were secretly observing saw this scene and couldn't help shaking their heads.

"It seems that this senior who has just been promoted to a saint is going to lose. It's a pity that he will fall just after breaking through."

"A saint who has just broken through actually has the courage to provoke a Saint King. He really doesn't know his place."

"I thought it was a big battle, but I didn't expect it to be a crushing defeat. It's boring, boring."

The people of Xudu came here specifically to watch the battle between the saints, but they didn't expect that the Saint Guixu only made one move and then stopped the battle directly.

This made many people who came here specially feel a little disappointed.

Immortal Yuhua looked at the huge palm in the sky, and his eyes were extremely solemn.

The move just now was his full-strength attack. If a cultivator in the middle stage of the saint took it hard, he would definitely not get any good results, but he was defeated so easily by the opponent.

The gap between the saint and the saint king realm is too big.

Immortal Yuhua smiled bitterly: "Master, thank you for your trouble."

As soon as the voice fell, a figure appeared out of thin air beside him. The person who came was only a young man, but his aura was simple and his Taoism was strong.

Immortal Ziyang looked up at the huge palm in the sky, and his aura burst out. He raised his hand and went up to meet it, and directly blasted the giant palm apart.

It was extremely easy and simple, not as laborious as Immortal Yuhua before.

Seeing this scene, everyone couldn't help but shrink their pupils.

There is another saint.

No, a powerful Saint King!

Guixu Saint's eyes condensed, and his expression was a little serious, without the frivolous mentality before.

The Saint Power in Ziyang Zhenren's body is very strong, almost the same as him.

Is there such a strong man behind the Su family?

Soon, Guixu Saint's eyes became hot again. Could it be that the Su family has become what it is today because of these two saints?

However, he thinks this possibility is not high. Although the Saint King is strong, he does not have the ability to create a holy body.

But even if it is not created by the two of them, it is definitely related to them. At least these two people definitely know the inside story.

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