Chapter 543 This Child Is so Terrifying!

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"I didn't expect that we were so lucky to meet you alone!"

"Yiran, Yaochi, give up your resistance, we can promise that you will die happily!"

"..."

The three big men of the Red Sun Saint Clan let out cruel or obscene laughter.

Yao Chi Yiran said nothing, and his face was extremely ugly.

She had played a lot of cards, but she was still a little short of escape.

At this point, all she could use was one life.

"The dead bastards of the Red Sun Saint Clan!"

Yaochi Yiran's eyes gradually turned blood red, "Even if I, Yaochi Yiran, die, I won't make you feel better!"

As she said that, she was going to launch a secret technique, blew herself up, and perished with the three big men.

"careful!"

"She's going to die!"

The three big men of the Chiri tribe were no longer wretched, and their expressions gradually became solemn.

And right now.

"Ha ha."

"Why do you work hard without moving?"

"Don't you know how to ask for help?"

Two playful words came into the ears of the four, accompanied by a small smile.

When Yaochi Yiran heard this voice, a bright light immediately appeared in her eyes!

It's him!

Master Su!

And the three muscular men of the Red Sun Saint Clan changed their expressions!

They just pressed Yaochi Yiran on the head, and with a slight advantage, they were able to slowly grind him to death.

But now the other party actually came to help!

The rain is cool, why is it so unlucky! ?

"go!"

The big man at the head shouted and was about to retreat.

"and many more!"

"It's that scoundrel who speaks a lot of nonsense, and his cultivation is only at the Martial Emperor level!"

Another big man glanced at Su Lang, and his heart suddenly relaxed, showing a hint of excitement.

"what?"

"Is it the dandy who insulted us in front of the battle?"

The head of the red sun saint clan big man changed his expression and immediately gave up the plan to retreat.

"Humph!"

"A mere Martial Emperor level, dare to participate in a quasi-God level battle?!"

"If we don't kill you today, our surnames will be written upside down!"

"..."

The three big men insulted each other, then exchanged glances, and moved the battlefield to Su Lang with a good heart.

During this period, they also always paid attention to prevent Yaochi Yiran from escaping.

Yao Chi Yiran sneered in her heart at the reaction of these muscular bald heads.

At the beginning, she felt a powerful holy rank breath in Su Lang's expression.

Although she guessed that it was not Su Lang's real cultivation realm, maybe it was the breath of some treasure.

But no matter what, it is the means of the Holy Order!

The three quasi-god-level muscular men were completely vulnerable in the face of holy-level means.

At this time.

Three muscular bald heads had wrapped Yaochi Yiran to Su Lang's side.

"Ha ha!"

"Beat him seriously and save him!"

"..."

The three muscled bald faces showed wicked perverted smiles.

"It's disgusting..."

Su Lang raised his brows, stretched out a finger and pressed it gently.

"boom!"

One of the bald muscles burst open like a huge human-shaped watermelon!

This sudden scene made the other two big men lose their souls in an instant!

"This guy is so strong!? How is it possible that he is a Martial Emperor!?"

"Damn, this child is so terrifying, he is invincible, withdraw!"

A thought flashed in the minds of the two big men, and they dispersed and fled in an instant.

Their response was swift.

But in Su Lang's eyes, it was still like slow motion.

"go to hell."

A terrifying spiritual force fell on the two muscular bald heads with three words.

Su Lang only felt that his mental power was like a hammer falling on a cake, and he easily smashed the sea of ​​consciousness of the two big men.

"Ding! You get the middle-grade Lingyu*233, the low-grade Lingyu..."

"Ding! You get..."

The system prompt came, which means that the two big men are already cool.

At the same time, Yao Chi Yiran was stunned and speechless.

She knew that Su Lang must have very powerful means, but she didn't expect that Su Lang would kill three muscular bald men of the Red Sun race so easily.

Is this the horror of the emperor's son-in-law?