Chapter 261

This scene, let the nine holy children's Tianjiao confront, their eyes are slightly frozen.

The boy in black has a plain breath, no mountain and no dew, but he has just swept into his scorching sun sect Tianjiao. At the moment, he has no breath and lies on the ground.

In the short time they finally sealed, they could kill six Taoist souls, and there was not even much noise. The strength of the boy in black was obviously not as simple as the surface.

Nevertheless, after the initial surprise, the nine people in the field looked dull again.

The six Taoist spirits are great and complete. It sounds very strong, but there is a great gap compared with the strong ones at the saint child level.

Needless to say, it won't be too difficult for any of them to kill the six Tianjiao.

"Oh, it's interesting. It seems that the realm of this slave cultivation is only in the later stage of Taoist soul. It's really impressive that he can quietly cut off six people." Fang Tiandu pondered and smiled. It's obvious that he said so, but he didn't pay attention to Ye Hao at all.

"Just a slave, probably because he has the secret treasure left by his elders, can the sneak attack succeed." the Holy Son of Qinghong sect hissed.

"Regardless of whether he is a secret treasure or has some real strength, a slave is a slave after all. He can't get on the table." the Holy Son of the xuandemon sect disdained to kiss his mouth.

Zhou Lianxing looked indifferent and didn't bother to speak at all. The saint of Luoyun palace glanced at Ye Hao and disdained to take back her eyes, while Li Tiangang and others didn't even have emotional fluctuations.

As for the young people's words that do not know heaven and earth, they are even more dismissive and lazy to answer.

Will the nine day dragon be angry because of the provocation of mole ants?

Even if that mole ant is a little stronger, it is only a mole ant after all.

In the field, I'm afraid only the Holy Son of the burning sun looked a little cold. After all, it was his holy Son of the burning sun sect who killed the six people. As the Holy Son of the sect, he naturally couldn't ignore it.

"The humble slave monk also dared to fight against me. He knelt down and bowed down immediately. Later, I can get off lightly." the Holy Son of the burning sun said coldly. If it weren't for the critical moment of fighting for the supreme fire, otherwise he would have stepped on the young man to death.

And Ye Hao, looking at these lofty and arrogant children in front of him, couldn't help laughing at the corners of his mouth.

These saints and daughters are just from a better background. Relying on the Taoist tradition behind them, they really think they are the king of the nine gods. It's arrogant and stupid to be able to overlook the world.

"You son of a bitch, haven't made me kneel down yet." Ye Hao's black eyes are like an abyss, and he looks neither happy nor sad, but he faintly looks arrogant.

The son of the burning sun looks at him like a mole ant, but when Ye Hao looks at him, is it not a mole ant?

In his feeling, the son of the burning sun may be weaker than Lin Xuan. With Ye Hao's current strength, how can he put it in his eyes?

"Hehe, you mean slave, you are so brave."

The son of the burning sun smiled coldly at the corners of his mouth. Even Fang Tiandu and the fallen cloud saint and others were cold in their eyes.

The son of the burning sun, like them, is the son of heaven's pride. Will a slave be allowed to speak lightly?

"Holy Son of the burning sun, go and clean up this slave as soon as possible. It's disgusting to make noise on one side." Fang Tiandu frowned.

"Yes, I can stop brother Xu. Go and get back quickly." Zhou Lianxing said.

The saint of Luoyun Palace also nodded, and even Xu Yijian faintly restrained a trace of Qi.

"Thank you three."

The son of the burning sun nodded and looked at the young man with a sneer. He said, "don't worry, I'm just breaking your hands and feet and won't kill you. After everything here is handled, I'll take you back to the burning sun sect for a good treat."

Ye Hao looked a little cold. Originally, he was still hesitant about how to deal with these sect saints after winning the supreme fire. Now it seems that he doesn't need to worry about anything.

Boom!

The breath of the son of the burning sun broke out. His body was like a golden lightning and suddenly rushed to Ye Hao.

When his body moved, Xu Yijian and Fang Tiandu fought again. On the other side, Li Tiangang and Zhou Zhentian collided again, and Qinghong Shengzi and xuanmo Shengzi also shot.

The most important thing here is the fate of the supreme lighter. As for the son of the burning sun, they don't pay too much attention at all, because as long as he makes a move, the young man in black from the slave force has no way to live.

The holy child's arrogance naturally has the confidence to suppress everything.

Boom!

Boom!

Suddenly, there was a roar, a continuous sonic boom, a continuous wave of terrible spiritual power, a violent vigorous wind, a sharp sword... Everyone did their best and did not let go.

"No..."

However, not long after their struggle, a sad and shrill wail with a thick unbelievable sounded suddenly.

This wail belongs to the son of the burning sun.

Aware of this, everyone in the field suddenly stopped the attack. As soon as their eyes were projected, they saw a scene that made them feel incredible and even shocked.

I saw the son of the burning sun who had just rushed out with great momentum. At the moment, he was gripped by the young man in black, like a duck with his neck.

"Son level Tianjiao, but so." after hiding the Holy Spirit rune, Ye Hao looked indifferent and shook off the blood on his hand, "I kill the son like killing a dog."

Li Tiangang, Zhou Zhentian, including Xu Yijian, suddenly tightened their eyes.

And Fang Tiandu, Zhou Lianxing, and the fallen cloud saint, their faces changed wildly and their eyes were shocked.

Although the son of Lieyang is the weakest among them, he is ultimately the son of heaven's pride. How can the first person of the young generation of Lieyang sect be easily killed by a slave and a teenager?

You know, even top saints like Xu Yijian can't kill the son of the burning sun so lightly. Is that boy... A stronger and more terrible person than the top saints?

"Impossible!"

"What happened just now?"

The remaining eight people in the field were slightly squinting and looked a little dignified.

They can't imagine that a slave who was as unbearable as a mole ant in their eyes should have such terrible strength. It's like an ant transformed into a prehistoric beast, which gives people too much impact.

"This boy is weird. He must have some powerful secret treasure."

Fang Tian opened his mouth in a deep voice. After thinking carefully, Zhou Lianxing and others nodded in agreement.

There are some powerful secret treasures in the world. They can kill people by leaps and bounds unexpectedly. I think the boy in black must have an opportunity. It's definitely not his real strength to have obtained such secret treasures.

After all, even Xu Yijian, Li Tiangang and others can't kill the son level strong in such a short time. Is a slave society more powerful than the top son?

This is nonsense. No one will believe it at all.

"The humble slave monk dares to kill the son of the burning sun. I'm afraid your slave force will be buried with him." Fang Tiandu sneered.

The son of the burning sun is the pride cultivated by the burning sun sect as a successor. Even they dare not kill at will, so as not to start two wars.

At present, a young man who came out of the slave force dared to kill the Holy Son of the sun. When the crematorium was opened, the strong man of the sun sect waiting outside would definitely pull his soul and refine his soul. Even the slave force behind the young man would be completely destroyed, and even the Tianyan sect would not intervene in this.

"Hiss, a mere slave thinks that if he stealthily attacked the son of the burning sun with his secret treasure, he can challenge us?" the son of the xuanmo sect shook his head contemptuously. "There must be many restrictions on such secret treasures. I'm afraid you can't use them again in a short time?"

"What if there is a secret treasure? As long as we are on guard, can such ants hurt us?" the Holy Son of Qinghong sect disdained his face.

"Boy, I'll give you a chance to get out of our sight immediately. Maybe you can survive for a few days." Zhou Lianxing said faintly.

Although the son of Lieyang died, several people in the field were not related to him. Naturally, they had no idea of revenge. Moreover, fighting for the supreme fire is the most important thing at present. The young man offended Lieyang sect, which is the inevitable outcome. Naturally, they don't want to waste their energy on him.

"Not yet?"

The saint of Luoyun palace was dressed in a white gauze cloud skirt, and her cheeks were full of intolerable scolding.

Even Li Tiangang, Zhou Zhentian and Xu Yijian were cold in their eyes.

For their cold sight, Ye Hao seemed to have no sense. He was very familiar with putting away the storage bag of the son of the burning sun. Then he looked at several people and said faintly: "put this high attitude in front of me. Where on earth do you have the confidence?"

"Hum, just a slave, how can you understand the strength of the holy child's Tianjiao?" Fang Tian was cold.

"The well frog peeps into the sky. It's like a mole ant. After all, it's the only way to see." Zhou Lianxing sneers.

Hearing the speech, Ye Hao couldn't help shaking his head and smiling, sighed: "open mouth mole ants, close mouth mole ants, but I don't know that you are just mole ants in my eyes."

"Slave cultivation is presumptuous!"

"What a coward."

"There's no need to waste time with a slave. Just trample him to death."

A slave's repeated provocations made several holy children's Tianjiao see killing opportunities. At present, although the supreme lighter is the most important, killing a slave doesn't take much time for them.

Looking at the eight people who seemed to be unable to resist the killing, Ye Hao smiled and said indifferently, "you are far from proud of the world of mortals."

The eight people's eyes were cold, and their internal strength burst out.

However, before they could move, a mysterious and complicated spiritual seal disappeared into nothingness between Ye Hao's fingers.

"Six dragon Fenggang array, up!"

As Ye Hao's voice fell, a vigorous wind roared and swam in a large array of six ferocious wind dragons, enveloping the green rainbow Saint son and the xuanmo Saint son, blocking all the other six people.

When Li Tiangang first arrived, Ye Hao began to decorate the spirit array and quietly spread the spirit seal into the nothingness of heaven and earth in order to... Deal with this war.

After all, although these sect saints are not as powerful as him, if the eight people work together, it will be a little troublesome, but if they are isolated by the spirit array and broken one by one, it will be much easier.

"Hum, I didn't expect to be a spirit array master."

"If you enter the spirit array in the micro environment, you can break it within 30 seconds."

Whether it was the six li Tiangang outside the spirit array or the two Qinghong Shengzi inside the spirit array, they quickly calmed down after the initial shock.

Although the spirit array in front of them was extraordinary, the eight of them could easily break it together without much threat.

Ye Hao, as an array setter, naturally knows this better than them. Although the six dragon Fenggang array is strong, if eight Saint level strong men join hands, it will be broken soon.

However, his real purpose of arranging the spirit array was to separate several people temporarily and break them one by one.

Thirty breath is enough for Ye Hao.