Chapter 2583

He didn't expect that Zhuo Wen was still in the upper hand in front of such a powerful Su Liyang.

But Ziwei Xingjun also knew that Su Liyang didn't do his best. After all, Su Liyang just used extreme fire energy.

"Good boy, it's really hidden. He has such a powerful body."

Su Liyang stabilized his figure, and the contempt in his eyes completely disappeared. Just after saying that, when his eyes just fell on Zhuo Wen, he found that Zhuo Wen was no longer there.

"Old and immortal, you talk a lot!"

But soon, there was a cold voice in Su liyang's ear. He had a bad secret in his heart. He suddenly punched to the left, but unfortunately, at the moment he punched, a punch had already hit him heavily on the cheek.

Pooh!

Su Liyang vomited blood, mixed with several blood stained teeth, and then the whole person involuntarily flew out and hit the ground not far away.

At the moment, there was silence. Everyone looked at Zhuo Wen completely different. Even Su Liyang was so easy to blow up. Who is this person.

"I want you to die!"

Su Liyang, who fell to one side, burst into three kinds of extreme energy: extreme fire, extreme thunder and extreme wind, just like a furious beast, plundering towards Zhuo Wen.

At the moment, Su Liyang, both speed and strength, for example, is too scary.

Bang!

Zhuo Wen is not willing to show weakness. With his flesh soaked in the blood of the real dragon, he is really not afraid of Su Liyang.

In this time, the two fought together, from the ground to the sky, from the sky to the ground.

The monks around all avoided one after another, and did not dare to stand near the two man battle group.

"This is the real strength of the ancestors of Shanhe. You see, Zhuo Wen was suppressed by Su Liyang."

"Although Zhuo Wen is hidden, Su Liyang is more powerful and terrible. He really angered Su Liyang. This talent is really going to be unlucky."

“……”

There was constant discussion around, and Ziwei Xingjun's eyes were full of worry. He didn't expect that after su Liyang tried his best, he was so powerful that he directly suppressed Zhuo Wen.

Look at this trend, but in a hundred rounds, Zhuo Wen is afraid to be defeated.

"Mole ants, I really thought you were my opponent." Su Liyang looked at Zhuo Wen who was still parrying with red eyes.

Although Zhuo Wen saw that he fell into the disadvantage, his expression was always as indifferent as water. He silently looked at Su Liyang and said, "ignorance!"

With that, Zhuo Wen squeezed his hands in the void, and suddenly countless purple fog burst out. Then Zhuo Wen's hands appeared two extremely slender purple swords.

"Cut!"

Zhuo Wen held the purple sword in both hands, like a God, and his strength increased a lot in an instant.

Boom!

Su Liyang groaned, and was suddenly blown away. His eyes looked at the young man in white surrounded by purple fog and holding a purple sword.

"Tao Yi? Who are you from Taiqing?" Su liyang's pupil contracted and couldn't help getting the Tao.

The people below were also shocked. They didn't expect that the young man in white actually used the power of Tao and meaning.

"The purple Qi turns into fog, which is at least the meaning of the eight fold Tao. Nowadays, in the Chinese heaven, those who can reach more than the meaning of the eight fold Tao can't find a fourth person except the Sanqing Zun!"

"No, in addition to the Sanqing venerable, there was another person. He was a new disciple of the Taiqing Dynasty. Relying on the power of Tao and meaning, he destroyed the whole blood temple in the realm of true God, and even the blood god was injured."

"It's him. I remember that man's name is Zhuo Wen? However, this man is also Zhuo Wen. It's hard not to come true that the legendary disciple accepted by the Taiqing venerable hundreds of years ago?"

“……”

Finally, among the people, someone remembered the great event that caused a sensation in the whole fairyland and even the heaven hundreds of years ago.

Although hundreds of years have passed and many people have almost forgotten it, now some people mention it and everyone remembers it. Isn't Zhuo Wen the new disciple of Taiqing who destroyed the blood temple? As like as two peas in the white dress.

"This person is the Zhuo Wen hundreds of years ago? How could this be possible? Zhuo Wen heard that it was really the divine realm at that time, but now... It is the realm of enlightenment and death? God, the cultivation speed is terrible."

In an uproar, all the monks looked at the figure who was still fighting with Su Liyang.

"Purple fog and purple rain!"

Zhuo Wen combined the purple swords of his hands, stepped out one step and cut out one sword. At that time, the purple fog in the sky gathered together one after another, and then the dense purple rain fell down.

At the moment when Zhuo Wen's purple sword cut out, these purple rain gathered together one after another, turned into sharp purple spirals, and surrounded and suppressed Su Liyang in all directions.

As soon as Su liyang's pupils contracted, a threat of death invaded his whole body. Then he burst out with a loud drink and burst out countless three pole forces in his body. In a short time, he blew away all the purple spirals around him.

Whoosh!

However, when Su Liyang scattered the purple spiral, a purple light instantly cut through the sky, and then stabbed Su liyang's chest.

Su Liyang vomited a mouthful of blood and fell directly down by a huge force. Finally, he fell to the ground. The whole person was nailed to the ground by a purple long sword.

The purple fog dispersed and the purple rain disappeared. A white figure slowly fell from the void and landed on Su Liyang, who was nailed to the ground by the purple long sword. His eyes were indifferent and had no emotion.

"Father Shanhe lost? How fast!"

Looking at the scene one after another, there was only a strange silence around, and the dropping of needles could be heard.

The monks of Shanhe Temple quietly retreated, and even the ancestors of Shanhe were solved. Didn't they die as cannon fodder in the past?

It is basically impossible for strong people such as Zhuo Wen to die by quantity. This is the common understanding of all monks. This is also the reason why Xu Tianjiu ascends the position of strong people in the eight heavenly regions.

Su liyang's eyes were full of horror and deep reluctance.

He didn't expect that he would lose in the end, and he would lose so miserably.

"Su Liyang, I could have killed you directly with this sword, but I didn't kill you. Do you know why?" Zhuo Wen stepped on Su liyang's chest and said faintly.

Although Su Liyang wanted to struggle and resist, the purple sword nailed him firmly to the ground and was difficult to move.

"Do you want the cultivation method after the three pole realm?" Su Liyang said coldly.

Zhuo Wen's mouth was full of ridicule and said, "you don't have the cultivation method of the three pole realm at all. Otherwise, your strength should be more than that. At least it should be half step to the Lord of heaven, or even comparable to the Lord of heaven."

"But I think you should know something about the three pole state that I don't know. Say it, so you can suffer less pain."

Su liyang's pupils contracted, and he immediately recovered his calm. He laughed and said, "Zhuo Wen, whether I say it or not, you will kill me. Do you think I can say it? Besides, can you really kill me?"

Speaking of this, Su liyang's mouth showed a trace of color. Then the whole Shanhe hall began to tremble violently, as if there were a terrible earthquake, and as if something terrible came out under the Shanhe Hall