Fantasy: Become A Saint At The Start

Chapter 182 No longer hesitate

I have already earned.

However, I will not be reconciled, just become the Great Emperor!

The trace in Su Ye’s heart was like a flame running against the wind.

When this firm thought arises in your mind.

The flames are like a prairie fire!

In an instant!

Burned all over his heart.

Has calmed down the mind like a dead pool.

At this moment, ignite the fighting spirit of unyielding, fearless, and no longer hesitating!

I, Su Ye!

Even if the route has been set, there will never be any laziness or hesitation in “260”!

I am my own chance.

The future is me.

It’s me now.

It was me in the past!

I can face the bleak self of the past.

I can face my hesitant self right now.

I can face my future hopeless self.

If you stand in your way.

I would rather die than compromise!

Su Ye’s eyes were no longer dark and uncertain.

He orientated to the location where the desperate cry came from the fog.

Since the future self is so unbearable.

Keep the eyes of the world, it is better to kill at this time!

Su Ye’s thoughts come to this!

Totally accessible!

Extend your palm into the mist!

Samsara’s killing sword appeared out of thin air in his palm, and let out a cheerful sword cry!

At this moment, the sword in the palm is Su Ye.

Su Ye, Samsara Killing Sword

Samsara kills the sword, the fourth move.

Form 4: No water!

mist.

It is another form of water.

It can confuse people and spread the plague.

Can kill more invisible.

The dark peak swallows the mist of the sun valley. Since the emperor’s tomb became a world, he and Wannian Zhuguo were born in the world of the emperor’s tomb.

Warm up so far, never let go!

Samsara slaying the sword, the fourth move, the fourth type of forbidden water, with the Sword intent of Samsara slaying the sword tip.

Like ripples, it spreads out towards the mist!

Wherever Sword Intent reaches, the fog is like the sky is torn apart, and the pieces are burned.

And Su Ye, the place where the mind is concentrated, is the source of the despairing cry of the future Emperor Su Ye from this place in the mist!

that place.

It’s the heart of the fog!

that place.

If not cut off.

I will carry the despair and terror of the uncertain future for hundreds of millions of years!

Water ban.

It was him Su Ye three hundred and twenty years ago.

At the foot of Nanli Mountain in Eastern Wasteland, he met the holy son of Zhurong Xianmen. He used three tricks to break the path of the holy child of Zhurong Xianmen, took the holy child as a hostage, and forced the elder Sage of Zhurong Xianmen to exchange it with the ancient forbidden daffodils.

At that time, Su Ye was just a prey and learned it roughly.

And at this time, he put this ancient blessing into the door immortal formula.

Turn into the fourth move of the Samsara fairy sword, the fourth style, no water!

Sword intent with fierce qi flame 0..

Misty meets Sword intent and burns like rags.

for a moment.

The entire dark peak swallows the valley of the sun.

Under the water prohibition, all the mists will burn up!

Dark Peak, burnt and red!

And in the flames, Su Ye’s fighting spirit still didn’t stop.

fire.

Not prosperous enough!

Not burnt enough!

Dark Peak is thousands of miles away.

“This, this is the sword move of Killing Saint? I have never heard of it, Killing Saint actually knows how to control flames!”

“Your Cangyan Sect still claims to be your ancestor who played with fire. As early as three hundred years ago, killing Saint Su Ye won the forbidden water immortal art of Zhu Rong Xianmen. Your Cangyan Sect, dare to compare with Zhu Rong Xianmen. Playing with fire? You see, all the trees in a radius of thousands of miles have vanished, and even the trees here have become dead leaves and branches at this time.

5.4 “Yes, this move is exactly Zhurong Xianmen’s forbidden daffodils art!”

“No one would have imagined that Killer Sage actually turned a sect-suppressing secret into a style in his swordsmanship. With such a boldness, this old man is already convinced!”

fire.

Not prosperous enough!

Su Ye’s eyes are clear.

The fourth type of forbidden water Sword intent is not finished.

The fifth sword pose has already surged up like a back surge!

Samsara kills the sword, the fourth move the fifth type:

Borrow the wind!.