Ancient Martial God

Can't afford to play...

The face of the great elder of the Saint Clan is extremely ugly. It is impossible to cancel the duel. Once the cancellation is really announced, news will soon spread in this area that the Saint Clan cannot afford to lose. By then, the Saint Clan will be completely embarrassed. .

It's okay if it's just embarrassing. The key is that once the Saints are weak, someone will bully them, and everyone will want to ride on the Saints' head.

Looking at the proud face of Yao Ri Fengyun, the face of the great elder of the Holy Clan twitched slightly. Eighteen years ago, Yao Ri Fengyun would show a flattering smile when he saw him, but now Yao Ri Fengyun is sitting there, looking down upon him and him. All the saints.

If it weren't for that wrong decision eighteen years ago, how could the Saint Clan be lonely, and how could anyone want to step on it...

Eighteen years ago, all the top young people had accidents.

The great elder of the Saint Clan couldn't help but think of eighteen years ago. At that time, the top young generation of the Saint Clan emerged one after another. Each lineage had a figure who was no worse than Tuoluo, and even better than Tuoluo. The main lineage was even more outstanding. A genius that is rare to see in a thousand years.

As a result, in the accident eighteen years ago, they all disappeared. Only the two supreme saints survived, but the situation of the two supreme saints was not good either.

The reason why the Saint Race can still maintain its existence is because of the intimidation of the two Supreme Saints. However, these two Supreme Saints have not shown up for so many years.

They have not shown up for eighteen years, so that the Yao Ri Clan and other forces have been constantly testing the bottom line of the Saint Clan, and gradually began to try to climb on top of the Saint Clan to dominate.

The Great Elder of the Holy Clan sighed helplessly. Originally, he was just a deputy elder of the main lineage. If something had not happened to the original Great Elder and many elders, he would not be qualified to serve as the Great Elder of the Saint Clan in this life.

Today's four major pulse masters are also new pulse masters who were re-elected after the four major pulse masters had an accident eighteen years ago.

If one were to select pulse masters according to the previous conditions of the Saint Clan, the four current pulse masters would not be qualified at all, because the pulse master must be at least a Xuansheng, that is, a peerless person, to become a pulse master. This is the most basic condition.

However, after the accident that happened eighteen years ago, there was no unparalleled figure in the Saint Clan.

As a result, the Saint Clan has plummeted. If they didn't still have some foundation, the Saint Clan's Great Elder and others would not be able to survive. Now they can only barely maintain it.

"Sage, you come to the third game."

The Great Elder of the Holy Clan gritted his teeth and said, "No matter what, we must consume his power, hurt him as much as possible, and create opportunities for others."

Yaoripo is too strong. If you want to defeat him, you can only engage in wheel battles in this way to consume Yaoripo's power.

"Great Elder, if we do this, we may lose..." the East Vein Master said hurriedly.

"Then do you have any other options?" The great elder of the Holy Clan looked at the East Vein Master.

"This..." The East Vein Master shook his head helplessly, and he had no other choice.

"If we don't do this, we will definitely lose. If we do this, we will at least have a chance to win." The great elder of the Saint clan said solemnly.

"I didn't expect that the top young generation of the Yaori clan would be so strong..." the West Meridian Master couldn't help but sigh.

"If it had been eighteen years ago, let alone someone like Yaoripo, even if Tuoluo took action, any of the top ten young people from our Saint Clan would be able to sweep them away..." the North Meridian Master said in a deep voice. .

"Don't talk about this anymore, it's all in the past." The Great Elder of the Saint Clan interrupted the North Meridian Master impatiently.

The glory of the Holy Clan is gone...

The leader of the East Meridian and the others showed a look of sadness on their faces. If possible, they would rather not be the masters of the pulse and continue to be the deputy elders of each of their respective veins, as long as they could see the Saint Clan become stronger.

However, this is just a wish.

At this time, Saint Confucianism has already entered the stage. As the second-ranked top young generation of Saint Clan, his strength is second only to Saint Word.

The eyes of the great elder of the Saint clan and others were all focused on Saint Confucian. They expected Saint Confucian to defeat Yao Ri Po.

, I just hope that it can consume more of Yao Ri Po's power. It would be better if it can hurt Yao Ri Po.

As soon as Saint Confucian came on stage, he attacked with all his strength. He also had four holy seals, but he was only one step behind Saint Word. He followed the instructions of the great elder of the Saint clan, tried his best to drain Yao Ripo's power, and even tried to hurt Yao Ri. break.

However, there is no way to bridge the gap between the two.

Saint Confucianism is very strong, at least within the Saint Clan, but Yaori Po is even stronger, not only in terms of strength, but also in terms of timing.

After only eleven moves, Sage Confucianism was already at a disadvantage.

"The gap between the two is difficult to make up..."

The Great Elder of the Saint Clan had a look of sadness on his face. With his knowledge and cultivation, he could not tell that the Saint Confucian had reached the end of his strength.

The gap between the two is not only in cultivation, but also in combat experience. Yao Ripo has extremely rich combat experience. The Great Elder of the Saint Clan and others can see that Yao Ripo may have been out training for a long time, and even experienced A life and death fight.

On the thirteenth move, Yao Ri Po kicked Sheng Ru in the back.

Although the Holy Confucian had already taken precautions, he was still kicked until his spine was broken and his internal organs were shattered. The injuries were more serious than those of the Holy Word.

The faces of the Great Elder of the Saint Clan and others were extremely serious. How could they not see that Yao Ripo had deliberately injured the Saint seriously?

Yaori Fengyun looked at the great elder of the saint clan and others with a smile.

The Saint Clan has become silent. From top to bottom, from the senior management to the young disciples, everyone's expressions are tense, and some even clenched their fists. They feel the shame they have never experienced before. Even if they lost to Tuoluo last year, , and today they suffered a disastrous defeat at the hands of the Yaori clan.

The number one Shengyan and the second-ranked Shengru were both seriously injured. The key is that the two of them together could only block more than a dozen moves from the sun.

The top two players are unable to defeat Yaoripo. How can the others still win if they come on the field?

The body of the great elder of the Saint clan was trembling slightly, and the cheeks of the three pulse masters were twitching continuously. If they continued to send their disciples to the field, they would only be seriously injured by the sun, and it was very likely that their foundation would be damaged.

Lost...

The Saints really lost this time.

"There is no need to send any more disciples. We, the Saint Clan, will admit defeat." The Great Elder of the Saint Clan raised his head and said to the three pulse masters.

Hearing these words, the three pulse masters trembled. Do they really want to admit defeat?

Although they were very unwilling to do so, the fact was already in front of them. Yao Ripo was too strong, and no one from the Saint clan could fight with him.

The three pulse masters looked at each other and saw the bitterness in each other's eyes. Originally, they thought they could win. At least they thought that the young disciples of the Saint Clan would not be much different from the Yaori Clan. However, they did not expect that there would be such a big difference. , just one Sunburst swept almost everyone.

The three pulse masters all sighed helplessly and were about to nod and admit defeat. After all, if they send their children to the field again, they will only be abused by others and even destroy their foundation.

Anyway, it's going to be embarrassing, so it's better to keep the remaining children and wait until they grow up to regain their face.

"One more fight!" the Xuanchi clan elder suddenly spoke.

"Another fight?" The great elder of the Holy Clan and the three pulse masters looked at the Xuanchi Clan elder in surprise.

"Our Nanmai will fight again. If we lose, you will admit defeat." The elder of the Xuanchi clan said.

"Elder Xuanchi, the number one Shengyan and the second-ranked Sage have both been defeated, and that Yao Ripo deliberately seriously injured our disciples. If the Southern Meridian sends people again, they will be defeated as well." The leader of the Eastern Meridian shook his head. said.

"He should be able to win." said the Xuanchi clan elder.

"he?"

The great elder of the Saint clan and the three vein masters frowned at the Xuanchi clan elder, obviously not understanding who he was, but seeing the serious look of the Xuanchi clan elder, could it be that there really are disciples of the Southern Meridian who are powerful?

The Xuanchi Clan has always noticed Yao Ripo's ability, but he still swore that there are disciples from the Southern Meridian who can defeat Yao Ripo...

A glimmer of hope rekindled in the hearts of the Saint Clan's great elder and the three pulse masters.