I Have a Trillion Protagonist’s Halo

As soon as he finished speaking, Su Zhan shot towards Xu Qingmo!

The so-called big formation was like a piece of paper in front of him, smashed by his arrogant power!

"Be presumptuous, dare to hurt His Highness the Holy Son, pass me first—"

"boom!"

The old guard of the tenth-order holy realm just appeared in front of Su Zhan, and he didn't have time to finish his words.

It was smashed into a rain of blood with one punch!

Not even a single intact bone was left!

Seeing this scene, the people below were all horrified!

"Is this the third Holy Son of Xuantian Holy Land? How can it be so tyrannical!"

"The tenth-order holy realm can't even resist his punch! This physical power... I am afraid it can already compete with the holy king!"

"I have heard for a long time that His Highness the Third Holy Son is a genius rarely seen in 100,000 years, and his divine body is ten times stronger than other people's divine bodies! The talent for swordsmanship, the talent for body refining, etc., are all extremely strong!

He even killed the Flame Demon of the Gorefiend Sect with his own hands!

At first I didn't really believe it, but today, I learned that it was not a rumor, it was all true! "

"The second holy son said that the third holy son was timid and cowardly, and was afraid of demons, but you see, he killed the guardian of the Dao if he didn't agree...

It doesn't seem so cowardly at all! "

"Yes! Come out of the demon world, and still be safe and sound, so powerful, how can you be afraid of any demons?"

"Could it be that Xu Shengzi is deliberately slandering Su Shengzi? However, Su Shengzi does have demonic energy in his body..."

...

One after another shocked, the words of doubt sounded.

Those people were shocked by the power of Su Zhan's outbreak.

at this time.

Xu Qingmo was more shocked than them.

He didn't even think about killing him.

Su Zhan actually killed his Taoist protector with one punch!

Do not!

Not just kill!

It was a punch!

How could Su Zhan be so powerful!

Wasn't his combat power slightly stronger than the tenth-order holy realm before!

I haven't seen you for a few days,

How did it get to such a terrifying level? !

Xu Qingmo couldn't believe it.

But soon, seeing Su Zhan approaching, only fear and regret remained in his heart.

The golden spirit body was stimulated, and a golden beam of light emerged.

Xu Qingmo did not take out the golden long spear of the holy king, but took out a small golden shield with a palm.

Saint Yuan poured, the small shield suddenly floated into the air, turned into a three-meter long and wide laugh, and the surface was covered with a layer of condensed golden light, blocking him.

At the same time, he shouted in fear: "Su Zhan! Junior Brother Su! Misunderstanding! If you have something to say, please—"

"boom!"

Su Zhan ignored him at all, and punched the shield with his left hand!

The golden light of the shield shattered in front of this punch!

With Xu Qingmo in the back, he smashed into the tower directly!

This city tower also collapsed in an instant and turned into ruins!

"Huh? It's all right?"

Su Zhan was a little surprised when his eyes fell on Xu Qingmo, who vomited blood and stood up from the ground.

According to the experience of fighting against those demons on the Greystone Demon Island, with all the power he stimulated, it is estimated that even weaker holy kings can be killed with this punch!

Can Xu Qingmo just vomit blood?

"Junior Brother Su, don't, don't fight! It was a complete misunderstanding! The magic mirror is broken! It's none of my business!"

Feeling the viscera in his body that was injured by the power of this punch, Xu Qingmo's complexion changed greatly, and he cried out in horror.

"boom!"

Su Zhan threw another punch.

That piece of ruins turned to dust!

In the smoke and dust, a large pit appeared.

In the center of the big pit, Xu Qingmo hid behind the golden shield, blood was flowing from his mouth, and blood was overflowing from the pores all over his body. It seemed that the blood vessels and bones in his body were shattered by this punch!

But still not dead.

"Junior Brother Su, don't, don't waste your energy, this is the Heavenly Golden Shield that Master specially gave me, even the Holy King, it is impossible to break it!

Moreover, I am the Holy Son, and the Holy Sons cannot kill each other!

You think clearly! "

Seeing Su Zhan's unwillingness to give up, Xu Qingmo endured the great pain and pretended that there was nothing serious.

He wanted Su Zhan to retreat!

Of course, in fact, he did feel that Su Zhan could not break the golden shield.

But the problem is, he can't bear the Yuwei just conveyed through the Tianjin Shield!

This power is really terrifying!

"Can't break it? Indeed, how can my fist be harder than a shield?"

Su Zhan nodded, the starlight between his eyebrows flashed, and the Great Sun Star Sword fell into his hand: "I should use the sword!"

Originally, when he heard Su Zhan's first sentence, Xu Qingmo breathed a sigh of relief, and even squeezed out a smile, wanting to say something, but when Su Zhan's second sentence sounded, his pupils shrank suddenly!

A creepy feeling arises in my heart!

He saw Su Zhanningbing with his own eyes!

Su Zhan's sword is a legendary soldier!

Coupled with Su Zhan's terrifying swordsmanship, he might even lose his shield with this sword!

"Don't! Please! Say something!"

"I'm willing to give you the golden shield! No, don't shoot!"

"Junior Brother Su, no! Senior Brother Su, please spare my life for the sake of my fellow sect!"

...

One after another begging for mercy sounded.

Su Zhan was unmoved.

The starlight on the big day star sword is shining, and it is about to be cut out.

Suddenly, a flash of light came from the sky at high speed.

"Su Zhan, keep someone under the sword!"

It is Holy Lord Mo Wentian!

At the same time as he came with extreme speed, a force of law fluctuated in front of Su Zhan, forming an invisible defense to prevent Su Zhan from forcibly killing Xu Qingmo.

Behind Mo Wentian, Tang Liuxue and Tang Wujian also came one after another.

"Master, save me!"

Seeing Mo Wentian's arrival, Xu Qingmo cried out as if grabbing a life-saving straw.

Mo Wentian's eyes swept across Xu Qingmo's body, and he sensed that Xu Qingmo's whole body's sacred veins had been interrupted a lot, and his internal organs were severely injured.

Even, there will be some incurable sequelae that will affect the talent!

His face was ugly, and he said a little sullenly: "Su Zhan, I am so worried about your safety, but now, you almost beat Qing Mo to death!"

"Holy Lord, rest your anger! There must be a reason for it!"

Tang Wujian stood in front of Su Zhan, and when he saw Mo Wentian was really angry, he said solemnly.

Tang Liuxue didn't care about this at all, and ran in front of Su Zhan with tears in his eyes: "Your Highness, Holy Son, you, it's great that you're fine!"

"What can I do? You think too much."

Su Zhan smiled slightly, and immediately looked at Mo Wentian: "Holy Master, Xu Qingmo keeps saying that I am a demon, and if you want to kill me, of course I will kill him. Is there anything wrong with that?"

"You slander Su Zhan as a demon?"

Mo Wentian turned his head with anger in his eyes.

"I, I, there is a problem with the magic mirror! He does have magic energy!"

Xu Qingmo was terrified.

"Does it have to be a demon if there is demonic energy? Don't you know that in ancient times, there were also people in the realm of heaven and man who practiced demonic exercises? With this, you are going to kill a holy son?!"

Seeing Xu Qingmo's demeanor and thinking of what Xu Qingmo had done before, Mo Wentian instantly understood everything, and scolded angrily, "You bastard!

Do you think I don't know everything you do in the Holy Land!

I was giving you a chance to reform and didn't deal with you immediately!

You are better now!

Su Zhan went deep into the demon world, killed the demon clan, and returned safely. This is a great blessing. You actually slander him as a demon?

Delusional use of this excuse to kill him?

Have you really lived as a teacher for thousands of years in vain?

This kind of tactic is also humiliating!

you really--"

Mo Wentian took a deep breath and clenched his fists. For the first time in thousands of years, he was so angry that he spat out four words from his mouth.

"It's not a pity to die!"