But around my son, there are not many such geniuses.

Not just Ye Wuchang, Zhou Song and others.

He also thought about the other people from the Divine Alliance he had met before, such as Tang Yue and the Ninth Prince. He had not thought much about it before, but now that he thought about it, these two people seemed to have extraordinary temperaments, and I am afraid they would not be inferior to the five in front of him.

Personal.

Immediately, the old man Tianmo suddenly felt horrified and thought of a terrible fact.

The followers around the young master are so powerful, so how strong must the young master, who is the leader of the Divine Alliance, but looks very simple and unpretentious, even younger than Ye Wuchang and others, be?

It was not that he had never thought about this before, but because the traces of time on Wang Teng's body were so shallow and he was too young, the thought only passed by him at that time.

After all, Wang Teng is less than twenty years old. No matter how evil he is, he can't be that powerful, right?

But now, the old man Tianmo has changed his mind because Ye Wuchang, Ye Qianzhong, Zhou Song and others have shown their terrifying strength one after another.

If my son is not strong enough and has nothing unique, how can he suppress such a group of amazing geniuses?

How can we make them follow willingly?

"Young master is probably stronger than the rest of them, but I don't know how strong he is."

The old man Tianmo felt sad. Although this guess was a bit unbelievable, it was also reasonable.

"boom!"

"puff!"

Just when the old man Tianmo was lost in thought, Ye Wuchang's power that he had accumulated for a long time suddenly exploded, and he slashed the one-eyed Taoist with a sword.

The real body of Rakshasa that seemed to be attached to his body suddenly showed cracks, and then collapsed piece by piece like ceramic.

The one-eyed Taoist groaned, opened his mouth and spat out a large mouthful of blood. His body was shaken upside down by the powerful power contained in the sword, and he hit a large mountain in the distance. The top of the mountain collapsed with a "bang".

Ye Wuchang took an arrow step and appeared in front of the one-eyed Taoist as if teleporting. He placed the Demon Sealing Sword between his eyebrows and said the same words as Ye Qianzhong: "Submit or die!"

The old man Tianmo suddenly woke up and looked at the one-eyed Taoist who was suddenly defeated and couldn't help but take a breath.

Although he had just seen that Ye Wuchang was gradually gaining the upper hand, the one-eyed Taoist would probably lose to Ye Wuchang.

Unexpectedly, he was distracted and the battle suddenly ended.

The elders of the Blood Demon Sect were even more horrified. Seeing the one-eyed Taoist being defeated by Ye Wuchang, they couldn't help but tremble in their hearts, their faces turned pale, and they felt strong disbelief in their hearts.

They really didn't expect that these people from the Divine Alliance could be so powerful and evil.

The five of them joined forces, but they were suppressed by Ye Qianzhong with a single blow. Unexpectedly, even their biggest supporter of the Blood Demon Sect, the Supreme Elder with the Saint Realm cultivation, would be confronted by a young man in the middle stage of the Golden Core Realm.

beat!

Their biggest support has been defeated, what else can they do?

Faced with Ye Wuchang's strong and domineering scolding, surrender or die, the one-eyed Taoist still didn't come back to his senses, his eyes were dull.

Did you lose like this?

In the first battle after being promoted to the saint realm, he was defeated so completely. He was defeated and suppressed by a young junior who leapfrogged his level?

His expression changed, and he finally came back to his senses. He stared at Ye Wuchang, took a deep breath and said, "Who are you?"

"It's not that I haven't seen the world. I also came from the central area of ​​​​Eastern Wasteland. I have seen many geniuses, but few of them are as amazing as you. How can people like you?
Chapter completed!