As soon as Su Xingjian finished speaking, the audience fell into silence.

On the top of the huge Xingfeng Mountain, there was only a gentle breeze, and there was no sound. The twinkling stars shone on everyone's fearful face. Everyone was staring at Su Xingjian, and no one dared to answer.

Even Su Huanxin quietly let go of her pink fist, her eyes filled with powerlessness.

Su Xingjian's power was beyond imagination. In the audience, the person who dared to challenge him was dead, with blood flowing and his body and head differently.

And more than one person was killed, to be precise, there were eleven people in total.

These eleven people are all famous warriors in Su Lingyu's battle group. The strongest ones are Lin Xionghu, who is at the peak of the ninth level of the Blood Soul Realm, and ten subordinates in the battle group.

However, no one saw clearly what was going on from Su Xing's sword to the point where the cold sword returned to the sheath.

Eleven people died tragically on the spot. They didn't even have the ability to resist and struggle for half a stick of incense, so they were crushed and killed on the spot!

Su Xingjian's cold sword has become synonymous with the harvest of life, full of the breath of death, which is terrifying.

"Why do such a strong person come to compete for the throne of the Star..." Someone couldn't help but sigh, and then lowered his head sadly.

It is true that if the warriors here can unite and siege Su Xingjian together, it may be a way.

But no one dares to be the first to be a bird; human nature is selfish, and for the sake of interests, everyone will fight for the sake of blood, but if the enemy is too strong, it will make people feel desperate, and even the confidence in fighting will be defeated.

"Can God forget the Sioux... destroy the great prospects in the hands of this patriarch?"

Su Huanxin stood there, her beautiful face showing pain.

She had already made up her mind that later, when the power of the sky star power fell, she would occupy the throne with a strong attitude.

As for Su Xingjian and his group, she had given up on resisting.

"The landing time of the divine power of the sky is when 1,800 stars appear in the center. However, Wan'er, if you want to successfully condense the true energy into pure star power, you not only need a huge spiritual energy of the sky, but also need to take the lead and use the power of the stars to clean the marrow meridians."

At this moment, a voice that surprised everyone came faintly from the front of the Eighteenth Throne!

Su Xingjian suddenly realized something, looked at him with a cold light flashing through his eyes!

Not only Su Xingjian, but the thousands of warriors present, including Su Huanxin and others, were also slightly stunned and looked ahead of the throne with the sound.

In front of the eighteen crystal and holy thrones, there were two snow-white figures standing side by side, one man and one woman, with their beautiful hair scattered on their shoulders like a waterfall, facing each other with their backs facing each other.

But the back of this golden boy and jade girl made everyone dare not underestimate it. They were attracted by the white light surrounding the two of them, and unconsciously fell into it!

"They..." Su Huanxin widened her eyes and murmured: "When did they appear here?"

They suddenly realized that from beginning to end, the two seemed to be ignored, and even more unaware of it, like two ghostly white shadows suddenly appeared.

"Senior Sister Su!" Su Mei took a deep breath, stared at Xu Liusu's back, and nervously grasped Su Huanxin's shoulders.

"Su Mei, you?" Su Huanxin looked at her blankly.
Chapter completed!