Chapter 2354

When shangguanyi heard Yan ruo's words, he raised his eyebrows slightly and looked in the direction of Yan Ruo. His expression was slightly profound. Is there just death?

The words are very beautiful.

"If so, make atonement." Shangguan Yi spit out a voice in his mouth. After saying that, he raised his hand and pointed forward. A round of virtual moon appeared in the place above Yan Ruo, and an incomparably soft moon fell from the sky. Everything in the space seemed to slow down and time and space should be solidified.

But Yan Ruo closed his eyes and looked very calm, as if waiting for death.

"Father!" Yan ziye roared at this scene, his eyes flushed, as if he had reached the edge of collapse. He watched his father die in front of him, and no one could maintain inner peace.

"Huh?" Shangguan Yi's eyes suddenly solidified and glanced at the direction of Yan ziye. When he saw the sad color on Yan ziye's face, he couldn't help but sigh. Then he waved his palm. The moonlight in the air suddenly solidified there and didn't continue to fall.

The expected attack did not come. Yan Ruo opened his eyes, looked at Shangguan Yi with some doubts, and asked, "why stop?"

"Your son saved your life." Shangguan Yi said faintly and said only one sentence. The reason seemed very simple.

When he saw Yan ziye, his heart was touched. He had been separated from his daughter for thousands of years. No one could feel the pain of this separation better than him. If he killed Yan Ruo, Yan ziye would bear everything he had experienced.

At that time, Yan ziye will also hate him and his daughter.

When is the time for retribution? It has been thousands of years, and Yan Ruo is indeed willing to forgive and die calmly. Why should he kill again and continue his hatred to the next generation?

It's not necessary.

Yan Ruo looked at Shangguan Yi with stunned eyes. He didn't seem to expect that he would let himself go so easily. Then he seemed to understand something and felt a sense of shame in his heart. He was far worse than Shangguan Yi in terms of talent and temperament.

"Thank you for not killing." Yan Ruo arched his hand towards Shangguan Yi. Yan ziye saw a flash of joy in his eyes. This result obviously exceeded his expectation.

"Yi Sheng is so broad-minded that he can easily put down the hatred of life and death." The crowd all set off waves in their hearts, and their admiration for Yi Sheng was a little deeper, not only because of his talent, but also his personality charm.

In fact, they can probably understand Yi Sheng's mind. He doesn't want to continue his hatred. After all, he will disappear into the world soon. Some things can't be recovered after all. It's better to do something for future generations.

Qin Xuan stared at the figure of Yi Sheng in the sky, and his heart was full of worship. In those days, Yi Sheng covered up the style of all his peers, fell for thousands of years, and now reappeared in the world. Although there is only one remnant soul, his style is still unparalleled, and no one can match it.

Even though this is the Nanhua imperial dynasty and the Nanhua saint is here, at the moment, there is only the figure of Yi saint in the eyes of the crowd.

Nanlinyuan's face is extremely cold. A dead man is so reckless that he doesn't know the height of heaven and earth!

"Shangguan Yi, I haven't seen you for thousands of years. Let me see how strong you are now!" Nanlinyuan uttered a cold voice. There was a violent breath surging on his body. He held a golden long gun in his hand. The gun body sent out strong fluctuations. It was a top-grade holy weapon!

Shangguan Yi glanced at nanlinyuan. When he saw the golden spear in his hand, he seemed to see through something. A trace of sarcasm was raised at the corners of his mouth and said, "nanlinyuan, you haven't seen it for thousands of years. You're still as mean as ever. It seems that the Lord of the imperial dynasty is in vain."

The words fell, and the faces of the crowd were frozen there.

Only Yi Sheng dared to say such presumptuous words.

The mighty king of Nanhua seemed worthless in the mouth of Yi Sheng, and directly exported humiliation.

However, Yi Sheng was indeed qualified to say this. The Nanhua saint was far worse than him. Otherwise, he would not collude with the other four people to attack Yi Sheng. Such an act is indeed very disgraceful. It is hard to imagine that this is what a king of the imperial dynasty once did.

"You want to die!" Nanlinyuan roared, and the power of the avenue roared out of his body and turned into a golden dragon flying out. The Golden Dragon's body was huge and spanned hundreds of thousands of miles. The golden claw pierced through many spaces and buckled to Yi Sheng's body.

At that moment, Yi Sheng's space was blocked by a great terrorist force, and all forces stopped flowing, like a vacuum, isolated from the outside world.

"Open." Shangguanyi's palm stretched forward, and the endless bright moonlight was released from the void, enveloping this space, and immediately cracked the closure force. Not only that, the moonlight spread wildly around, making the boundless area into his Avenue field, and he was the master here.

The chilly cold came out from the moonlight. Many people felt that their souls would be frozen, and their bodies retreated towards the rear, afraid to get close to the battle area.

How fierce the confrontation between the seven rank saints is. A random aftershock is enough to kill ordinary saints, let alone the figures in the imperial realm.

"Go up and fight." Nanlinyuan stood in the air with a golden long gun and looked at the domineering voice of Shangguan Yi.

Shangguan Yi glanced at him, turned his figure into a white light and directly shot into the sky. Then he stepped forward from the south facing the abyss, directly opened the void crack, stepped into it and disappeared.

"Let's go." The crowd sighed in their hearts, and most of their faces showed a lost color. They thought they could see a duel at the peak level. Unfortunately, they didn't have this opportunity.

"Your old monster hasn't been born for a long time. If he fights with Nanhua Shengjun, who do you think can win?" Gongsun Ji looked at Duan Chengtian and smiled. It was obviously a joke between friends.

"Guess." Duan Chengtian smiled faintly at Gongsun Ji.

"I think the result is obvious." Gongsun Ji's eyes showed a meaningful color. There were several ancestors in the Duan family. One of the old monsters had great strength and lived for hundreds of thousands of years. His strength reached the peak of level 7, and he was the first person of the 36 saints.

If he fights with Nanhua Shengjun, Nanhua Shengjun is likely to lose.

However, they will not be born easily if they are not in a critical situation. Although they are strong, their life span is coming to an end. Every time they make a move, they will lose a lot of real yuan and may be injured. At that time, they will only have a dead end.

Their existence is more to deter people of other forces, but the possibility of taking action is very slim!