Villain: You were the one who suggested breaking off the engagement, why are you crying now?

Chapter 257

The pressure of this stick is no less than those of the middle-level martial saints!

It is even more powerful.

It is as if the stick can overturn the sky. The shadow of the giant stick stretches across the entire sky. Indistinctly, it even makes people feel as if the sky is about to be overturned by this stick.

Crack!

The space keeps breaking, and the void is revealed, revealing the dark and boundless black hole that seems to be able to suck people's souls in.

Under this rolling pressure, no matter what kind of ninth-grade peak grandmaster you are.

You can't move at all!

The hook-nosed man held the spear, his hands stiff in the air, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't stab the spear down.

"Wu, Wu Sheng!"

The hook-nosed man's eyes were horrified and full of fear.

Wu Sheng.

The gap between the ninth grade and the martial saint is like a chasm. No matter how many means you use, ordinary warriors can't shake the martial saint!

Only geniuses like Su Yu, Chu Feng, and Xiao Tiance can break the rules.

Kill high-level warriors with low-level realms!

The hook-nosed man and the other four ninth-grade peak martial saints were firmly targeted by this sudden martial saint aura, and the five of them froze in place, unable to move.

And the young figure who rushed out of the space gate raised a stick and hit the alien army!

Rumble!

In an instant, the sky turned upside down, dust flew all over the sky, accompanied by the scene of blood flowing into a river, like the end of the world!

Swish!

The next second, the young figure disappeared, and when he appeared again, he came to the deep pit.

When a pair of clear and bright eyes swept over the two people on the ground who were barely breathing, anger rarely appeared in the clear eyes.

"You, damn it!"

Su Lang took a deep breath, and swept out with a stick. An unstoppable stick energy burst out, sweeping away the five ninth-grade peak grandmasters who were like gods of war before.

Bang, bang, bang, bang!

The five figures were instantly swept away thousands of miles, knocking down mountains along the way.

After clearing the obstacles, Su Lang quickly came to the side of Yang Zhen and Xia Hong. Looking at their miserable appearance, he did not hesitate at all, and decisively condensed a group of immortal substances in his body and poured them into the two people's bodies to help them recover from their injuries.

After stabilizing the injuries of the two people, Su Lang jumped into the air.

The rolling pressure swept across the whole scene.

Whether it was the hundreds of millions of human troops, or the billions of aliens and the Nordic God Court, they were all shocked and dared not move at all.

The stick he just smashed directly hit the alien army, killing a large number of low-end aliens.

At this moment, facing this god-like figure, everyone's eyes were shocked.

Because... he is really too young!

Even only 18 years old!

An 18-year-old martial saint!

"Who is this person? When did our human race produce such a young martial saint?"

"Looking at his bones, he feels only 18 years old! Is an 18-year-old martial saint more talented than Su Sheng and others?!"

Everyone was whispering and discussing the origin of this person.

Of course, more people were relieved.

Because the battle lasted for most of the day, it was really tiring. The 1 billion human army, at this moment... only less than 500 million are left!

Everyone was exhausted.

Now that such a strong man came, they could also take a breath.

At this moment, the five ninth-grade peak strongmen who were swept away by Su Lang's stick flew over quickly and stood opposite Su Lang, their eyes full of fear and fear.

The hook-nosed man looked at the young man in front of him and said in a deep voice: "As a martial saint, you didn't go to the void to fight, but came here. You've passed!"

"Passed?"

Su Lang raised a mocking look at the corner of his mouth and said lightly: "What do you mean by passed?"

"Does the war of genocide need to be so particular?"

He will never be bound by the so-called rules.

The hook-nosed man shouted: "Who are you? The battle here is not the time for the martial saint to intervene!"

"Your battlefield is in the void!"

Although the opponent is a martial saint, he is not without a trump card to save his life. After all, he is also the director of the Divine Court Tribunal and has a life-saving jade token given by the ancestor. Therefore, he still has some confidence to speak to a martial saint.

Su Lang glanced at the scene. This look was very plain, but it gave people an extreme oppression and made it difficult to breathe.

Then, under the gaze of countless people, Su Lang slowly said: "My name is Su Lang."

"Disciple of the martial saint Su family!"

Boom!

This sentence was like a depth charge, exploding on the battlefield.

In the human army, the people of the Su family looked up at Su Lang, somewhat unbelievable.

Su, Su Lang? !

How did he become a martial saint? !

At this moment, the battlefield fell into a deathly silence. After a moment, the hook-nosed man came back to his senses and sneered: "People of the Su family, then you should abide by the rules!"

"Don't forget, you Su familyThe three saints are still fighting in the void. "

"If we don't go now, I'm afraid we won't even have the chance to collect their bodies!"

"It's not your turn to intervene in the battle here!"

Even if this person is a martial saint, if... he really dares to intervene here again, then he dares to devour four ninth-grade peak strongmen and possess the combat power of a martial saint in an instant!

Moreover, he still has a life-saving trump card!

Su Lang also had a hint of mockery in response to these words, and said lightly: "In this case... then do as you say."

"Here, let those below the martial saint solve it. "

Hearing this, the Nordic God Court and the alien races were obviously relieved, and at the same time, there was a hint of disdain.

Sure enough, he is still too young.

So what if he is a martial saint, he still can't stand the stimulation!

As long as he leaves this place, they will still have the upper hand in the battle here!

On the other hand, the faces of the human race all changed.

Are you going to...leave again?

If you lose his suppression, the disadvantage of the human race will probably fall into despair again!

Don't be stimulated by their words.

"In that case, why don't you..." The hook-nosed man just raised a curve at the corner of his mouth, but was ruthlessly interrupted by Su Lang.

Su Lang looked at them and smiled brightly: "Actually, you can form an alliance..."

"Then it is reasonable for me to bring new combat power to the human race, right? "

The next second, Su Lang held the Futian stick in his hand and hit behind him. Instantly, a huge space door was opened.

Then, a suffocating scene appeared.

Boom!

Countless figures with the aura of the eighth and ninth grade martial arts on their bodies walked out of the space door one after another.

Everyone was stunned, staring blankly at the front.

"One hundred, two hundred... one thousand..."

When the space door closed, everyone counted how many people appeared from the space door, and suddenly, countless people took a breath!

"One, one thousand..." There was a ninth grade because of excitement, so his voice trembled.

Looking at the figures that were pressing on the sky, hundreds of millions of human eyes were hot, and they murmured: "Two hundred eighth grade peaks, eight hundred and ninth grade grandmasters! "

Boom!

Su Lang swept the void with a stick, pointing the stick at the hook-nosed man and the alien army who were like falling into an ice cellar, squinting his eyes and said: "What should I do if I bully my human race?"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

With three shouts of "Kill" shaking the sky, thousands of figures stepped out in an instant, like heavenly soldiers descending to earth, and directly attacked the alien army!

Watching this scene, Su Lang put away his long stick and looked at a space, and then...

Crack!!

A stick smashed out violently, smashing the space in front into countless pieces, revealing the anxious battle scene of the Martial Saint inside.

Seeing this scene, Su Lang shouted angrily: "Don't panic, Master, Xiao Lang will kill this old dog for you!"

"Futian!"