6393. Chapter 6393 Resurrection From the Dead 4

Immediately, dozens of righteous disciples were blown away. Seeing the person who made the move, everyone's face changed immediately. "Ghost General Su Yanghe." Ling Xuejiu's heart sank, and he couldn't help but cast his eyes on Feng Lie who was fighting over there. Now Feng Lie was entangled by Yun Shuisheng, and Tang Qian of Chongyun Hall hadn't arrived yet. With just these people, they were no match for Su Yanghe. "What should I do?" Thinking of this, Ling Xuejiu couldn't help but feel powerless.

While thinking, more than a dozen men flew out of the crowd and surrounded Su Yanghe. These people were Bo Hong of Tenglong Hall, Earth Spirit Beast, Tongtian Taoist, Mad Tiger Beast, and Mahayana masters from Jiutian Saint Palace and other forces. Such a lineup is definitely luxurious. However, in front of the ghost general Su Yanghe, the leader of the four great generals, such a lineup is not oppressive at all. Looking at the more than ten Mahayana masters in his sight, Su Yanghe raised the corners of his lips, and his smile seemed very disdainful. The calm and indifferent look seemed to show that he didn't take these Mahayana masters seriously.

"Make a move." As Bo Hong's voice fell, more than ten Mahayana masters attacked together, and immediately used their special moves. Facing a master like Su Yanghe, they dared not hold back.

Seeing the attacks of the crowd approaching, Su Yanghe did not react at all, and continued to walk leisurely, as if ignoring the attacks of Bo Hong and others. When the two sides were still one foot apart, Su Yanghe's pace suddenly stopped. Then, he saw his toes touch the ground, and his body spun rapidly like a gyroscope. With his movement, Bo Hong felt that the power in his hand changed and turned to the wild tiger beast beside him. Not only him, but everyone else felt that their attack target was shifted. In an instant, there were more than ten loud "bangs", and more than ten Mahayana masters were knocked out one after another, spitting blood from their mouths. In the duel just now, Su Yanghe did not take the initiative to attack, but used a special power technique to transfer all their attacks to his companions. Therefore, the attacks they received came from their companions around them. Because the opponent was Su Yanghe, everyone did not hold back when they attacked, and went all out, so they were full of strength. No matter who this attack landed on, it would not be good.

In just a few seconds, Su Yanghe defeated more than a dozen Mahayana masters. This result was no different from that day, but the process was different. The reason why the ten Mahayana masters were defeated in one move in the battle that day was mainly because they were confused by Yun Shuisheng's illusion, so they underestimated the enemy and got injured. But this time, Su Yanghe easily solved more than a dozen Mahayana masters with his own strength. It seems that there is no difference, but it is enough to show the difference in strength between the two of them. After solving the more than ten Mahayana masters, Su Yanghe raised his eyes and fell on Ling Xuejiu. He just smiled faintly and said: "Are you Ling Xuejiu, the saint of Jiutian Holy Palace?" Ling Xuejiu said in a deep voice: "It's me." Su Yanghe nodded and said: "I can't tell, the world of cultivation is indeed full of talented people. First there was Leng Xuan and then you. Both of you became the leaders at a young age. However, people like you die earlier than others." As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand, and a sharp cold light suddenly shot out.