The son of God bit the big white pear and made a crisp sound. Before he finished speaking, starlight appeared on the green scabbard in Su Emei's hand. The starlight soon flew like summer fireflies, spreading from her waist into winding light belts, highlighting her with a vague fairy spirit.

The Son of God who had not taken Su E Meiyang Shen Zhenren's cultivation level seriously now had a little light in his eyes. But that's all. While chewing on the pears filled with sweet water, he could still take the time to praise him lightly: "Not bad."

Su Emei suddenly took a step forward, and the three-foot green thrust was rumbling out of the sheath, and a sword stabbed straight towards the son of god. Outside the dazzling sword light, thousands of star lights turned into osmanthus flowers, like smoke and dust rolling from a comet, bursting out with a bang! It covered a range of hundreds of feet in an instant.

Suddenly he fell into Su Emei's sword energy field, and the son of God opened his mouth unexpectedly. Countless osmanthus flowers burst through his body like streams of osmanthus, piercing countless small holes in his blue shirt, and the sword light even came straight to his throat.

The white pear was penetrated by the sword energy and disappeared in front of the son of God's mouth.

Seeing that Bai Li's sword energy was about to pierce his throat, he suddenly stopped, as if he was being pinched with his fingers.

The sword energy was indeed pinched by the Son of God with his fingers. Although it was still sharp, it was no longer enough to make progress.

"This sword is indeed extraordinary." The son of god, who was broken into a fishing net, exclaimed. He seemed embarrassed, but was actually calm and composed. His eyes looked at Su Emei for the first time.

Su Emei is still five steps away from the Son of God.

All he was pinched was the sword energy, but no matter how hard Su Emei tried, Qingfeng could not move forward any more. Not only could he not move forward, but he could not even pull it back. Qingfeng seemed to have become a long snake that was pinched for seven inches at this moment.

The broken clothes of the son of God returned to his original appearance in a strange way. The sword energy that had just exploded was enough to seriously injure the ordinary Yang Shen Zhenren, but he did not let him shed a drop of blood. Now, even the battle results of the broken clothes were wiped out.

"It's just like that?" The Son of God was still unsatisfied and expected Su Emei to show her stronger strength. "It's far from enough to hurt me."

Su Emei didn't say anything, just snorted coldly.

The Qingfeng, whose sword power was exhausted, suddenly emitted a buzzing sound like a crane. The sword energy that was restricted tightly suddenly shone brightly. Two black and white Yin and Yang fish flew out from the sword body and turned into two sharp sword energy to shoot directly into their eyes!

The son of god's eyes trembled, and the blue light in his eyes was shining in the lightning. His pupils turned into a crescent moon, and his bright light shone through more than a foot! The black and white sword energy was hit by Qinghui, and it exploded in front of his eyes like ink smoke.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Su Emei finally pulled Qingfeng back without any hesitation, and cut out hundreds of black and white sword energy in a row, with the sound of cranes in the sword and sword!

If Xi Lizhuoluo was still alive, he would definitely understand that he was dead at all. Every sword light here was three points stronger than the sword energy that killed him!

"Okay!" The Son of God couldn't help but praise him, and he didn't see how he made a move. He was storm and countless flying blades swept over him.

With the sound of sound, the sword energy that hit the flying blade collapsed. The whirlwind-like flying blade was so powerful that it did not diminish after shattering the black and white sword energy, but instead turned into a long dragon and blasted towards Su Emei.

The moon-worshiping sickle!

This move is a hundred times better and a hundred times stronger than those ordinary divine servants when used in the hands of the Son of God.

Su Emei Qingfeng slashed and slashed, cutting off the hurricane-like flying blade attack one foot at a time. When she dragged Hu Xiaoya back hundreds of feet away, blood was already overflowing from the corner of her mouth when she stopped.

Seeing Su Emei protecting Hu Xiaoya and retreating, the Son of God did not take advantage of the situation to pursue him.

At this time, dozens of white rainbows flew from all directions, revealing monks from the real world in the air, surrounding the Son of God within a range of five hundred feet.

It was not until Su Emei handed over Hu Xiaoya to a monk and ignored the monks around her that she smiled slowly and said, but she didn't say anything to Su Emei, "Little girl, your eldest sister is already injured. Do you know how powerful I am now? Give you a chance to repent. If you are willing to worship my disciple, come here now, and I promise no one dares to stop you."

Hu Xiaoya has long been stupid.

The wonders created by Su Emei's fight with the Son of God have exceeded her imagination and acceptance. Now she can only stare at her big eyes and stare in a daze.

The words of the Son of God seemed to have some magic power, which immediately restored her mind to the brilliance.

So Hu Xiaoya's eyes turned red and tears flooded.

The Son of God thought she was so excited that she smiled more and more proudly.

Unexpectedly, when Hu Xiaoya opened her mouth, she was unprecedentedly fierce: "You big devil, I must kill you!"

Seeing her kicking her hands and feet randomly, she would have rushed out to fight the Son of God if she hadn't been protected.

Although Hu Xiaoya is just a little girl in the countryside, after all, she is eleven years old, so she naturally knows what the Son of God is. That is the culprit that caused the destruction of her family. It exists in the mouths of every Tubo person and is the one who should be cut into pieces by thousands of knives.

The Son of God was stunned by Hu Xiaoya's crazy appearance, and then realized something. He was not angry and angry. He just sighed regretfully, "Since that's the case, under today's situation, you can't live."

He has confirmed that Hu Xiaoya is extremely talented and of course she cannot allow her to grow into a big trouble. That is irresponsible to the Tubo monks.

Su Emei sneered: "You said this too early."

The Son of God turned his gaze to Su Emei again and said distractedly: "Your helpers do not even have the power of the master's combat, and they cannot threaten me. Although your sword is good, it is difficult for the master to defeat you, but it is still far from enough to threaten me."

Speaking of this, the son of God paused, and his eyes suddenly became interested: "I heard that there is a great young master in the Qingyi Yamen, which is very extraordinary. Although his combat power may be poor, it is a pity to not see the charm of killing people and demons. I don't know where it is right now? In the White Deer Cave, Chu Nanhuai can be called an old fox, and it is worth a while."

Su Emei did not respond, but just looked at the Son of God, which was already full of jokes.

The Son of God closed his eyes and pondered for a moment, and soon had an answer in his heart, "It seems that the great master from Minzhou is more blessed than me, and he can see so many romantic figures from the Tang Dynasty."

As he said that, the Son of God looked at Su Emei again and said to himself: "Let's not talk about whether the great masters with a large number of masters will be afraid of these people? What are you going to do now? I said that with the strength you just showed, even if you attack these people, it will not threaten me. Besides, the power of the moon god has already covered this land. As long as I am willing, your combat power will be reduced by 30%.

Su Emei waved her hand.

The Son of God was surprised to find that the monks in the real world who surrounded him five hundred feet away actually began to retreat together.

It was not until it retreated five hundred feet and then stopped.

This is the action to free up the battlefield.

What other means does the woman in front of her have to have a battlefield of thousands of feet in a radius?

Such a large battlefield is enough for the earthly fairyland.

The Son of God could only look at Su Emei in confusion.

Su Emei, who held the three-foot green hair, began to become hazy and blurry, and the reflection in the water appeared and her voice gradually became full of majesty: "Don't you want to know if the reincarnation of Fairy Guanghan is true? You will have the answer soon."
Chapter completed!