MTL - I Have Signed in at the Academy for 80 Years, and I Am Invincible in the World-v3 Chapter 870 Burning Wrath【Big

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Yin Yang Divine Sect.

It is located among the 100,000 mountains.

Looking down from the sky, surrounded by big rivers, it looks like a picture of Tai Chi.

In the Yin-Yang Temple, Chu Wushuang, the son of the Yin-Yang Sect, put on an evil smile, and stretched out his hand to lift the woman's chin in front of him.

"Yun Wenwen, how are you thinking?"

"The Haotian Shenzong is nothing but a bunch of trash, no one can save you, as I said."

"I don't like to force others, I like others to take the initiative."

As soon as Chu Wushuang's voice fell, Yun Wenwen spit out.

But Chu Wushuang avoided him.

"Give me shameless things, then don't blame me, you asked for it yourself."

"When I take your first time, I will reward you as a disciple of my Shenzong."

Chu Wushuang's terrifying aura erupted, and Yun Wenwen, who was directly suppressed, was unable to move, and the corners of her mouth were bloodshot. At this moment, Yun Wenwen didn't even have the ability to commit suicide.

When Chu Wushuang was about to tear Yun Wenwen's dress.

He stopped, turned and looked out the door.

"I have seen the Son of God."

The visitor looked extremely respectful.

"What is it?"

Chu Wushuang frowned slightly, and there was a dangerous gleam in his eyes.

Coming here suddenly interrupted Chu Wushuang's good deeds, so Chu Wushuang was naturally very honest.

However, the identity of the visitor is not low, so Chu Wushuang can only ask questions patiently for the time being.

"Report to God Son, God Son suppressed Yun Wenwen, Haotian Shenzong finally couldn't sit still, the God Son of Haotian Shenzong has left the customs, and is coming to my Shenzong."

"This is a battle post from the son of the Haotian Divine Sect."

The elder offered it with both hands.

But Chu Wushuang didn't even look at it. Suddenly, a ball of flames appeared and directly burned the battle post.

"understood."

"What can a young boy do?"

"I'm worried about being bored. It's so good. In front of him, I recruited Yun Wenwen and made Haotian Shenzong a joke in Zhongzhou."

Chu Wushuang looked at Yun Wenwen on the ground with a sneer.

"Wushuang, don't underestimate the enemy."

Outside the main hall, a figure came.

Seeing the visitor, Chu Wushuang restrained himself a lot.

"Wu Shuang has seen the ancient ancestor."

This person is one of the ancient ancestors of the Yin Yang Sect.

"Meet the ancient ancestor."

The elders on the side also hurriedly saluted.

The old man stared at Chu Wushuang, and said with a serious expression: "Wushuang, don't underestimate the enemy. It is rumored that the son of Haotian Shenzong is terrible, and his talent makes even the Immortal League fear."

"All these years, you have been provoking and killing the disciples of the Clear Sky Divine Sect just to let this person go out. After all, if this person comes out, the face of the Clear Sky Divine Sect will be completely humiliated."

"This kid's talent is as old as the past, and if he dares to come, he probably has some trump cards."

"In this battle, you have to kill him and cut off the hope of the Haotian Divine Sect rising again."

"This is an order from Xianmeng."

The ancient ancestor said with a serious face.

"Guzu, are you so afraid of a young waste?"

"My Yin-Yang Sect has a long heritage and has never broken the lineage. How can the sect's heritage be compared to that of a declining Haotian Sect? If it wasn't for the Haotian Sect who put gold on his face, the current Haotian Sect would be worthy of it." Is it the word Shenzong?"

"I think it's not too bad to be called Haotianzong."

"I think that among the members of the Haotian Divine Sect who came here this time, not one person will be able to climb the sacred mountain. Is it enough to destroy him as a true disciple of our sect?"

"Of course, I hope that he can climb the mountain. After all, I haven't done it for a long, long time. Killing Tianjiao is my favorite thing to do."

Chu Wushuang said with a look of disdain.

"Just be careful. To be honest, I don't believe in the existence of such a monster."

The body of the ancient ancestor of the Yin Yang Sect disappeared.

"Yun Wenwen."

"For the time being, let you live for a while."

Chu Wushuang snorted coldly and walked out of the hall.

Yun Wenwen on the ground had despair in her beautiful eyes.

"No, it's all my fault, it's my fault."

"If I hadn't come to challenge and was imprisoned here, there wouldn't be so many disciples who died here."

"I won't let the Son of God go out."

"Shenzi's talent is unparalleled, and the future can be expected, but the current Shenzi has only practiced for a long time, so how can he be Chu Wushuang's opponent?"

"Chu Wushuang is now in the realm of Heavenly Venerable."

"And Chu Wushuang hasn't made a move for a long, long time."

"The Son of God in everyone's eyes is actually not Chu Wushuang himself at all, but a substitute cultivated by the Yin Yang Palace."

"Just as a stand-in, he is almost invincible. No one knows Chu Wushuang's strength."

"Father, I was wrong."

"It was I who brought the crisis of inheritance fault to Shenzong."

At this moment, Yun Wenwen's face was full of despair, and her eyes were even dull.

Yun Wenwen wanted to commit suicide, but even if Chu Wushuang was not in the hall, Yun Wenwen couldn't do it.

On the Yin Yang God Mountain, there is a road to the sky.

The Yin-Yang Mountain is suspended in the void, directly submerging into the clouds.

And the road to heaven stretches upwards from the earth.

On both sides of the stone steps, there are not wooden piles.

On these wooden stakes, there are corpses hanging one by one, and some corpses are even bleeding at the moment.

From time to time, there are crows flying by.

Each of these people is extremely talented.

But now, the corpse directly became the crow's food.

This road is covered in blood.

One after another, the corpses were hung on the wooden stakes and directly entered the clouds.

Some disciples of the Yin-Yang Sect looked at these corpses with complacency on their faces.

In their eyes, this is glory.

A disciple sneered, "Have you heard?"

"The Son of God of the Clear Sky Sect is out, and the Son of God is waiting for all the talents of the Clear Sky Sect to come."

"Do you think it will be full of wooden stakes this time?"

As soon as the voice fell, the surrounding disciples laughed loudly.

"It is rumored that 317 people came this time, and we have even prepared wooden stakes. Tell me, can they go back alive?"

"The son of God has an order. If the son of Haotian Shenzong is a waste, let him pass."

"Don't make violent moves, or you may not be able to climb the mountain."

"The Son of God is waiting for him to come and watch the Dual Cultivation of the Son of God?"

"Son of God said, as long as you perform well, after Yun Wenwen, you will be rewarded."

"Is Yun Wenwen the number one beauty in the Haotian Divine Sect?"

"I can't wait."

"Hahaha."

On the sacred mountain, the sound of laughter continued.

No one took Haotian Shenzong seriously.

Void, Su Xiuyi and his party hurried forward.

If it wasn't for the fear that these people wouldn't be able to keep up, Su Xiuyi would have already arrived at the Yin Yang Sect. After all, Su Xiuyi had cultivated the Dao of Space.

"How far is it?"

Su Xiuyi's eyes fell on Kui.

Kui immediately replied, "Soon."

"It's only less than a thousand miles away."

"Son of God, you have to be careful."

"The Shenzi of the Yin Yang Sect is too strong. The Shenzi must maintain the strongest state to climb to the top of the mountain. On the way to the sky, we will open the way for the Shenzi. Even if we use corpses, we will send the Shenzi to the top of the mountain."

Kui said with a serious face.

Su Xiuyi shook her head upon hearing this.

"Brother Kui, don't you believe me?"

"Many people in the sect have died, but so far, who can reach the top of the mountain."

"If you rely on them, they will all die."

"Of course, Brother Kui is not weak today, but Brother Kui, you have more important things to do."

"Save Yun Wenwen."

"When I fought Chu Wushuang, it was Brother Kui's chance to save someone."

"Otherwise, Yun Wenwen is in their hands, so I can't do my best."

Su Xiuyi's eyes fell on Kui.

"Su, no."

"You go all the way to the top of the mountain, facing Chu Wushuang who is at his peak, you will fall into decline."

"It's too dangerous."

Quilian shook his head repeatedly.

"This is an order."

"Also, do you have a better way?"

"You are willing to watch Yun Wenwen die."

Kui was silent at the moment.

Su Xiuyi stretched out her hand and patted Kui on the shoulder.

"All right!"

"Just listen to my arrangement."

"Believe me."

With a wave of Su Xiuyi's hand, Kui disappeared out of nowhere and was hidden by Su Xiuyi.

Although thousands of miles is far away, it doesn't take long for Su Xiuyi and the others.

A few minutes later, Su Xiuyi and others arrived in front of Yin Yang Shenzong's Dengtian Road.

"Ok."

Su Xiuyi was extremely angry when she heard what the Yin Yang Sect had done before.

But at this moment, he witnessed the scene in front of him.

Su Xiuyi was stunned.

Su Xiuyi's heart seemed to be pricked by a needle.

The corpses were hung on wooden stakes, and the flesh and blood were eaten by crows.

At this moment, Su Xiuyi felt that he was not coming to the Yin Yang Sect, but the region.

A terrifying killing intent grew from Su Xiuyi's heart.

That killing intent, even Su Xiuyi's disposition, could not be calmed down.

Behind Su Xiuyi, the disciples of the Haotian Divine Sect were full of anger.

The corpses hanging there walked side by side with them and had a drink with them.

But now, even the corpses cannot be buried in the ground.

A figure walked to Su Xiuyi's side step by step, "Son of God, take revenge for them and us."

"Today, we open the way for the Son of God."

"Son of God, take revenge for them and for us."

Everyone's eyes are red.

In the eyes, there is death.

No one thought about leaving here alive.

When Su Xiuyi heard this, her heart ached again.

Su Xiuyi put her hand on the man's shoulder and held him down.

He said coldly: "You are not here to die, your mission is to bring them home. Today, I will make all the people who stand in the way of the Yin-Yang Sect die."

Su Xiuyi's voice fell and disappeared strangely.

"Son of God, no."

The expressions of the people present changed drastically.

But it was too late to stop it.

Su Xiuyi, who practiced the space avenue, had already appeared on the steps of Dengtian Road.

"Hey hey."

"Send to die?"

"Naturally, then we will fulfill you."

The people of the Yin Yang Sect who were waiting on the road to the sky came towards Su Xiuyi with cruel voices.

The breath is extremely powerful.

However, the next moment.

A cold light flashed away.

The corpses of the few people who came violently were separated in an instant.

The body fell on the stone steps, and the head rolled directly down the stone steps.

Until death, eyes are full of blankness.

Blood stained the stone steps red.

Su Xiuyi, who was dressed in a white robe, held a sword in her hand and walked towards the end step by step.

"kill him."

"Don't be careless."

After a brief silence, one roared out.

But when the voice just fell, a sword pierced directly from his mouth.

The people in front of him fell to the ground one by one in panic.

In less than three seconds, all the people above the first two hundred stone steps died.

With a flick of Su Xiuyi's long sword, his head exploded instantly.

"Array."

Seeing this scene, the disciples of the Yin Yang Sect felt the danger and dared not be careless.

Thirty-six formed a large formation for the disciples and suppressed Su Xiuyi.

This is the Heaven Slaying Formation of the Yin Yang Sect.

Not only powerful, but also unpredictable.

Facing the suppressing formation, Su Xiuyi didn't even look at it, only to see Su Xiuyi constantly swinging his sword, and one after another silhouettes fell into a pool of blood.

All the people on the first five hundred stone steps died.

"This······"

Seeing this scene, the disciples of the Haotian Divine Sect opened their mouths, their faces full of shock.

Those who stand on the road to the sky are not weak, but they were still slaughtered by Su Xiuyi even though they were using the Heaven Slaying Formation.

And they were shocked to find that up to this moment, Su Xiuyi had not used mana, but purely relied on sword skills to kill people.

Seeing the blood continuously flowing down the stone steps, Su Xiuyi felt like a murderous god.

"Back off."

"You are not his opponent."

On the stone steps, a true disciple of the Yin Yang Sect snorted coldly, his eyes narrowed into a slit.

He also did not expect that Su Xiuyi was so terrifying.

After the voice fell, he was shocked to find that no one moved, no one responded, and Su Xiuyi also disappeared.

Everyone's body was trembling.

"impossible."

The true disciple of the Yin-Yang Divine Sect exclaimed.

Stretching out his hand to tightly cover his throat, he turned his head with difficulty.

At this moment, he just saw a figure from behind.

He saw drops of blood on the long sword in Su Xiuyi's hand.

The next moment, blood spurted out of everyone's throats, and they fell into a pool of blood in panic.

Su Xiuyi's figure had already entered the clouds.

Just after entering the cloud, Su Xiuyi stopped in her tracks.

Su Xiuyi's eyes fell on the corpse on the wooden stake beside her. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

The body had long been unable to distinguish its appearance, but, looking at the tattered robe fluttering in the cold wind, Su Xiuyi recognized the other party's identity.

With a flick of the long sword, a **** worm inside the corpse was killed.

The hanging corpse of Yin Yang Shenzong is not only humiliating Haotian Shenzong and breaking the inheritance of Haotian Shenzong, but also nourishing the gods with the body of the genius of Haotian Shenzong.

"Dragon...Senior Dragon."

Su Xiuyi's lips trembled slightly.

The corpse hanging here is none other than a dragon.

In Su Xiuyi's mind, she couldn't help recalling the scene of being brought back to the sect by the dragon.

Not far away, there was another corpse.

Su Xiuyi also knew it, it belonged to Yan.

In Su Xiuyi's mind, Dang Riyan's voice could not help but sound.

"Su, it's my brother."

The appearance of Yan warning everyone seemed to be right in front of his eyes.

At this point, the number of corpses has decreased.

After all, there are not many Tianjiao disciples of Haotian Shenzong who can make it here.

At this moment, the dragon chant sounded.

A black dragon came to devour Su Xiuyi.

Su Xiuyi turned around slowly and locked onto the opponent.

That's not a real dragon, but a magical power.

The one who made the move at this moment was an old-fashioned true disciple whose cultivation base had reached the realm of Heavenly Venerable.

Just the coercion is terrifying.

At this moment, the Yin Yang Shenzong also realized how extraordinary Su Xiuyi was.

Facing Tianzun, Su Xiuyi's eyes were cold.

"Yin-Yang Sect, good for you, Yin-Yang Sect."

"You dare to kill my best friend, or someone from my sect."

"Today, I, Su, will challenge your entire sect to be the arrogant of heaven."

When the voice fell, Su Xiuyi couldn't suppress the burning anger in her heart, she used the magic power in her body, and a sword light illuminated the world.

With a single blow of the sword, Tianzun of the Yin-Yang Divine Sect, who displayed supernatural powers, was directly cut into pieces by the sword, and blood and internal organs flowed all over the floor.

(end of this chapter)