Chapter 402 A bolt from the blue

"What!? Just one look can easily erase the extremely paladins!? What on earth is this man from!?

The rest of the holy court became panicked. Although they also had certain cultivation, they were too different from Su Yan, who broke the eighth peak of the divine realm, and did not know much about Su Yan's power.

"Your strength is already so strong, but why do you slaughter the knights of the Holy Court? You should know that human life is at risk! I hope you can bind yourself and return to the Holy Court with us and be punished fairly by the Holy Court!" The priest in white said.

"Is human life at risk? Punishment? All I know is that they are going to kill me, and I will naturally not be polite to them. As for the holy court you mentioned, I will definitely visit you in the future, but now, the time of ten breaths has passed. Su Yan's eyes were slightly condensed, and the air around him seemed to become thinner.

"Ten breath time?..." The Holy Court monk suddenly remembered what Su Yan had just said, and his face suddenly looked a little ugly.

"What!? You are so arrogant that you can't kill us all!? Even if you have that courage, you don't have that strength! Humph, arrogant and ignorant!" The middle-aged man in the gray robe threw the crystal ball in his hand and hung it in the air, emitting a strong breath and shining.

Su Yan looked at the middle-aged man in gray robe and sneered.

On the side, the priest in white was also angered by Su Yan's light words and said, "Your soul has been eaten by the devil, but it is just a walking corpse, which will eventually be purified by the holy light of order!"

The words of the priest in white are like a strange prayer. The spiritual will can connect the existence in the dark, as if there is nothing, and gives people a real existence.

A brilliant sword rose above his head, shining with lightning, emitting an orderly and orthodox breath. This is a general sword, pulled back from the void by some strange force, with extraordinary killing power.

The priest in white also locked the divine sword spirit machine on Su Yan, nodded slightly with the middle-aged man in gray robe, and then drove the holy sword to cut it down, taking Su Yan's neck to crush his soul!

On the other side, the middle-aged man in gray robe also urged the crystal ball and smashed it down to completely suppress the people in front of him!

"The Holy Light of Order? This is the power of faith that belongs to the master of order!" Su Yan's eyes condensed slightly, not because of how powerful this power was, but because he did not think that he was invaded by the order of one of the three giants of the heavenly clan!

The mysterious existence behind the holy court is actually a strong man who dominates the order of the heavenly race!

"The Holy Court actually colluded with the heavenly clan! Perhaps, since ancient times, they may be descendants of the heavenly clan. In this case, I don't have to be soft!" Su Yan doesn't know how powerful the heavenly power on earth is, but the people in front of him must stay.

Su Yan waved his hand slightly, and a transparent fluctuation came out.

click! A soft sound came out.

The dazzling crystal ball thrown by the middle-aged man in the gray robe was severely damaged and cracked inch by inch. Finally, it burst and splashed with a glow. The gray-robed man himself was also implicated by the horror machine. His face turned red and instantly spewed out a mouthful of blood!

Then, Su Yan's fingertips bloomed a purple-black electric light, and a powerful destructive sword counterattacked, collided with the order sword of the priest in white.

The sonorous voice appeared, and the sword of order was stirred apart by Su Yan's destruction sword, and wisps of divine power escaped, and there was no combined power at all!

This does not mean that the god of order is not powerful. It can only be said that the cultivation of the people who control it is too low to compete with Su Yan at all.

After the real collision with Su Yan, the priest in white intuitively sensed the real gap between the two.

At this time, Su Yan no longer wanted to waste time with the people in front of him. He urged the destruction of the sword and completely crushed the sword of order. At the same time, the purple-black sword was chopped down!

With a bang, the void cracked a terrible gap. Under everyone's frightened eyes, the priest in white had no time to dodge and was submerged in the horrible sword. He didn't even make a sound and turned into powder in an instant.

"Your Excellency!..." The rest of the holy court monks were a little panicked. The priest in white was obviously the oldest and highest-ranking of all, but at this time, he was split here by Su Yanli and did not even leave his bones, which made them unacceptable.

"Damn it! This person is incompetent! Let's go!" The middle-aged man in gray robe wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and a look of apprection gushed out in his eyes. He hurriedly asked everyone to retreat quickly to report the matter here to the senior level of the Holy Court.

"I gave you time, and you made the wrong choice. Now is just the time for me to fulfill my promise." Su Yan's voice was very flat. When he saw the holy court monk sweeping into the distance, he was not in a hurry. A glow came out of his hand, as if he had life.

A glow flew out of his fingertips, piercing the eyebrows of the holy court monks, completely destroying them here.

In the end, no one escaped, and Su Yan avenged the two young brothers just now.

After dealing with this slightly, Su Yan came to another safer area with the clear rain that was still immersed in grief and shock.

"Qingyu, what happened during this period? Uncle and my master, where have they been? Su Yan is eager to know what happened during his absence.

"They..." Qing Yu'e's eyebrows restrained gently, and her eyes flashed with sadness: "It's all dead..."

"What!?" Su Yan looked straight and continued to ask, "Qingyu, what are you talking about? What does it mean to be dead!? Make it clear!"

"It's the people of the holy court. They don't know where they found a group of powerful people. They are all terrible. Not only Chinese monks, but also other ancient inheritances in the world have been cleared by them. Our teachers have joined hands to resist, but they can't compete at all..."

Qingyu said slowly. Su Yan's fist was clenched and his mood was very unstable. The space trembled faintly, as if he was about to collapse.

"Master... Dead!?..." Su Yan looked up at the sky, and an inexplicable thought rose in his heart. Memory pictures gushed out from the bottom of his heart. There were scenes of playing unrestrained when he was a child, beaten and scolded by the master, and pictures of causing trouble outside and being protected...

But now, all this has completely disappeared and is about to dissipate.

"Qingyu, the master and uncle fell, did you see it with your own eyes?" Su Yan still has a trace of hope in his heart and does not want to believe that all this is true.

The rain nodded slightly, and then took Su Yan to fly up. Both of them were silent and flew for three hours before stopping. This is a pleasant mountain forest, with a bamboo forest in the depths, with a simple prohibition.

The two went deep into it. What Su Yan saw was an earth tomb full of wild flowers and grass, with blue stone inscriptions in front of them.

Su Yan found his master's tombstone at the front, with only one name on it, which looked very lonely. Next to him was Qingyu's master. The two were originally good friends, but now they are dead and buried together.

"Brother Su Yan, the graves here are full of tombs. The masters and uncles were killed in the battle. They left to guard us and fought with the invaders of the holy court. In the end, the bones were left..." Qingyu looked at the earth tombs full of bamboo forests and slid down the corners of his eyes with tears.

Su Yan stood quietly in place, closed his eyes slightly, calmed his thoughts, and finally walked slowly to the front of the master's tomb, bent down, sat down, faced the tombstone, and quietly talked about the past.

There is not too much sadness, no need to cry, and no hysterical reluctance. Su Yan's mood at this time is very quiet, slowly telling the past, those past events cherished in the depths of his soul.

Time passed quickly, and a day passed in a blink of an eye. Qingyu quietly watched this scene without disturbing it.

Su Yan muttered to the tombstone for a long time and told all his experiences to the master.

During this period, Su Yan had a smile and silent tears...

For a whole day, Su Yan said all the words hidden in his heart. Finally, he bowed in front of the tombstone and left the cemetery with Qingyu.

"Qingyu, tell me where the power of the holy court is." Standing on the high mountain cliff, Su Yan is asking for some detailed information about the holy court.

"Brother Su Yan, I know you are going to take revenge. I will tell you everything about the Holy Court for so many years, but you have to take me!" The rainy and beautiful jade face faces the morning glow, as beautiful as crystal gemstones, soft and heroic.

"Rain, this trip is not small... To be honest, I came back from the sky. There are other powerful races in the starry sky. I suspect that the holy court on the earth has been infiltrated by the heavenly race in the starry sky. The strong people who dominate the heavenly order are likely to come here. I must eradicate them!"

"I don't know what those people are doing, but I don't want you to be dangerous, so you just need to tell me their details." Seeing that Qingyu was still insisting on going together, Su Yan shook his head and said, "Or, I can find out their details by myself."

"Brother Su Yan!" Qingyu took Su Yan's arm, and a layer of water mist surged up in his eyes. He cried and said, "Now, the inheritance of Chinese practitioners has been almost completely cut off, and all the sects have been pursued by the Holy Court. I should have died to accompany those heroes, but you saved me!"

"Brother Su Yan! Qingyu, please, let me go with you. I don't need to protect you. I will take good care of myself. I want to see all those villains in the holy court turn to ashes with my own eyes!"

Qingyu said very resolutely. The slender jade hand grabbed Su Yan's arm and did not let him leave anyway, which made Su Yan unable to refuse. Imagine, if there was a chance to witness the extinction of the enemy, who would give up?

Su Yan finally nodded, but repeatedly told Qingyu to listen to him and not take action at will.

"Brother Su Yan, don't worry, the rain will not cause you any trouble..."

After saying that, Qingyu was wrapped in Su Yan's escape light, and the two soon disappeared in this mountain forest.

Su Yan's speed was so fast that the mountains and rivers under his feet kept passing by. Even if they passed by the densely prosperous world, the two did not stop until the outskirts of a prosperous metropolis that Su Yan stopped flying.

It is still on the border of China and is one of the first-tier cities in China, called Haigang City.

Su Yan learned from Qingyu that the city has a Western holy court in China, located in a coastal suburb, which looks like a church, but Qingyu learned that the interior is actually a temple!

In China, such religious and superstitious temples are regulated and excluded, so they must stand in the dark, while most of the temples in other countries are built in the open.