Before the battle at Zixiaotai began, one of the most discussed topics in the world was how strong the Temple Master was.
 In the end, those ancient orthodox traditions and the top contemporary forces gave the same answer:
 Comparable to the top combat power in the early stage of the Divine Infant Realm!
 In a one-on-one situation, he can be evenly matched with the current giants of the Ascension Realm such as painters and fishermen.
  This is the answer inferred from the battle at Kakūji Temple and the battle at Shenkobo.
But now, as Su Yi punched the painter away, people suddenly realized that the inference was wrong!
After a lapse of two months, the viewer’s strength is obviously far greater than before!
This truth has frightened many people.
 Poof!
 When the painter stood firm, he couldn't help coughing up blood, and the blood stained his clothes.
His face was pale and his brows were furrowed, full of surprise and suspicion.
 He also realized that his previous judgment was wrong.
“I told you, among the four of you, you are the only one who is not worthy of the spotlight. Not only because your mood is not as good as theirs, but your behavior is also inferior to theirs.”
Su Yi whispers.
The sword intent lingered around him, it was sharp and intimidating, and there was no contempt in his words, just as if he was stating a fact.
The voice is still echoing, and Su Yi's figure is like a drifting stream of light, killing the painter again.
 “Let’s take action together!”
The fisherman, Deng Zuo, and Yan Daolin all saw something was wrong, so Yan Daolin took the lead.
 Boom, a terrifying aura rose from Yan Daoling's body. This aura was so vast that it was like a big curtain falling down on the world, covering the sky and the sun.
I saw a big drum shrouded in silver divine light, hanging above Yan Dao Lin's head. It was a feather-level Taoist treasure.
As soon as this magic weapon was sacrificed, the sound of thunder echoed throughout the heaven and earth.
 Yan Daolin used his hand as a hammer and struck the silver divine drum. Suddenly, a silver sound wave visible to the naked eye swept towards Su Yi.
The nearby sky was three thousand feet high, and suddenly exploded in front of this silver sound wave, which was unstoppable. Countless people in the sky and on the ground were shocked, their eyes flashed, and their ears were ringing. It was like a Taoist priest preaching, and thunder shaking the world!
 And what was faster than this silver sound wave was a bright and dazzling golden sword energy, which was like teleporting and slashed across the air towards Su Yi.
Su Yi pressed his palm, and the golden sword energy that was coming towards him exploded.
But his figure was also slightly shaken by the shock. When the silver sound wave came like a landslide and tsunami, he had to abandon the painter for the time being and turn around to fight hard.
　　Boom!
 He swung his fist like a seal and hit it hard.
 The mighty silver sound waves like the sea suddenly split apart, setting off a torrential torrent.
 While this will happen, the painter is out of trouble.
Su Yi ignored these and looked into the distance.
 When the word comes, Deng Zuo, the fisherman has arrived under the sky.
 Yandaolin controls a silver drum, and the fairy light flows.
In the hands of the fisherman, he is holding a large net made up of countless flaming dragons intertwined. The fiery dragons are all slender, with scaly heads and sharp claws. They are all as real as they are, swimming around each other with terrifying auras.
 Equalized treasure, Fire Dragon Net!
In front of Deng Zuo, there is a sword pill floating in the air, with waterfall-like golden sword aura hanging down. Each sword aura is condensed with infinite mana, and the aura is sharp and terrifying.
Geng Jin Jian Wan!
  It is also a feathered treasure!
With the appearance of the three giant-level Ascension Realm figures, it also caused a huge sensation in the venue, and countless people looked at it.
“I didn’t expect that you have collected a lot of good treasures over the years.”
Su Yi whispers.
"How can I dare to challenge you, Guanzhu, if I don't have some means?"
The fisherman said with an indifferent expression.
"Lord, if we take action, we will do our best without reservation."
Deng Zuo reminded, "At this moment, it's time to use the sword." Su Yi smiled, "Then we have to test whether you have the ability."
"Can."
 Nod your head before speaking.
 He ​​used his hand as a hammer and beat the silver divine drum. The brilliant silver sound waves turned into an invisible Dao sword that was ten feet long. The roar shocked the world and slashed out in anger.
 At the same time, Deng Zuo pointed the sword pill in front of him.
Countless strands of golden sword energy shot out, penetrating the heaven and earth like sudden rain and violent wind.
The fishermen were skimming in the distance, spreading out a large flaming red net, waiting for the opportunity to move.
 Witnessing the duel between Su Yi and the painter, they all realized the horror of Su Yi's fighting power, so they did not dare to hold back at all, and they all took action with all their strength.
"break!"
Su Yi clenched his fist with his palms and punched the void fiercely.
If speaking of Dao Lin is like hammering the divine drum, then Su Yi uses the heaven and the earth as the head of the drum and his own swordsmanship as the drumstick to shake the heaven and the earth!
　　Boom!
 A silent loud bang exploded.
Where Su Yi's punch landed, the surging and domineering sword energy burst out, sweeping in all directions, and instantly collided with the ten-foot-long silver Dao sword.
 Bang bang bang!
 The void exploded, and divine flames surged.
 Two terrifying waves collided with each other and erupted into a loud thunderous noise.
The ten-foot silver Dao sword exploded inch by inch.
Taolin felt like he was facing a tsunami, the divine drum in his hand was vibrating violently, and he almost wanted to get out of his hand. He had to retreat to offset the power of Su Yi's punch.
With every step out, a hole suddenly collapses in the void.
Withdrawn nine steps in a row, he stopped as soon as he spoke, his expression became solemn, and he was shocked by Su Yi's terrifying combat power.
At the same time, Su Yi flicked his sleeves and robe.
 Boom!
 Invisible sword power swept out, sweeping away the golden sword energy that was slashing from the sky.
Deng Zuo was shocked and took a breath.
But at this moment, the fisherman took action, and like a large net composed of fiery red dragons, it fell from the sky and enveloped Su Yi.
This fire dragon net turned into red divine chains, which seemed to be composed of laws. Each one was crystal clear, like the most dazzling divine gold.
Even Su Yi couldn't help but frown slightly when facing this big net.
 He ​​realized that once trapped in this big net, even if he had all the means, he would be helpless and fall into an extremely passive situation.
“Well, let me show you the human sword that I have re-refined.”
 With a soft voice, Su Yi no longer hesitated and held out the human sword.
　　锵!
The sword's chant was vast and low, and the simple green-gold sword body burst out with chaotic auras like tidal waves at this moment, and the flying fairy light rain flowed.
 And as Su Yi took action.
There was a flash of blue-gold divine light, a red divine chain was broken, the fire dragon net was split into a corner, and Su Yi retreated safely.
 A series of offensives, all taking place in an instant.
To be continued...