"Armor Heavy Treasure?" The disciple surnamed Cheng looked at the armor on Su Yi's body, with a faint divine light, and his heart was suddenly full of joy and his eyes were blazing.

"I didn't expect that in the small Chaos Realm, there was someone who could have such a treasure!" The two disciples were also quite shocked. They felt that Su Yi had only the ninth level of the Yuanxu Realm, and then said contemptuously.

"Boy, take off your armor and leave your entire body!"

As early as when the three of them arrived on the shore, Ling Qianxue sensed that Su Yi, who had been concentrating on recovery, had arrived at the Yuan Emperor Realm.

Su Yi was completely immersed in the repair of his soul, and his mouth was constantly condensed in his heaven-controlling technique. Mysterious runes were like divine rings, surrounding Su Yi's body, with an almost naked upper body shining with an ancient and bright luster.

He also felt that the disciples in front of him had only the third level of the Yuanhuang Realm and their strength was too weak, so Su Yi didn't care too much. Unexpectedly, these people wanted to come and snatch his treasures, and couldn't help but shake their heads in his heart.

"Should you wait a moment and see what they can do!" Su Yi said to Ling Qianxue's heart soul. Su Yi's super-natural soul recovered extremely quickly. In just a few moments, he had recovered for half.

The disciple surnamed Cheng carefully looked at Su Yi. How could he have such a thick and old cultivation aura at the ninth level of Yuanxu Realm? A cold light flashed in his eyes.

"This kid is a bit weird! You two go and take the armor on him! The lower-class person is not worthy of such a treasure!"

Seeing that Su Yi had no reaction for a long time, the two disciples who wanted to flatter each other and became even more angry. As the sect's personal disciples, their status was respectful, so there was no reason why others would not reply to their words. A cold and arrogant feeling suddenly arose.

"Let me see what you are from. If you are mute, you will tear your mouth apart!" a disciple said viciously.

As soon as he finished speaking, two disciples in the red gold brocade robe directly plundered out of the first level of the Yuanhuang Realm, stepped out of the ground, and clutched directly at Su Yi with both hands.

A sacred and overwhelming pressure condensed from the palm of his palm, and a powerful and sharp wind swept straight across Su Yi.

Looking at Su Yi who was breathing on the ground, the disciples surnamed Cheng began to look cold and arrogant. Although the Chaos Realm was inferior, there were no rules at all. There were still many peerless strong men, which were a place where strong men from all sides feared.

As a personal disciple of the sect, he also knew that Su Yi, who could make a name for himself in the Chaos Realm, must be extraordinary, but he was sure that he would not be so unlucky to meet Su Yi just after he arrived in the Chaos Realm.

Therefore, killing an unknown man was a common occurrence for them. In the next second, he could predict Su Yi's tragic phenomenon.

"Bang! Bang!"

Only two crisp explosions were heard, two red gold figures drew a long arc in the air. The impact of the Yuanhuang Realm's cultivation attack hit Su Yi and bounced directly. The two disciples were bounced away like artillery shells for dozens of meters.

Su Yi was still motionless as if breathing and meditating in the mountains, as if nothing had happened. Only a slight fluctuation of his hair, a ripples in the surrounding space, and then disappeared.

The disciple who was bounced off hard and fell on the beach. Finally, a stream of blood was spurted out directly, and a deep pit that was ten feet square suddenly appeared, and it was not bottom-out.

"ah!"

The two disciples covered their heads and kept rolling on the ground, spitting blood in their mouths, and their hearts felt greatly suppressed.

"It's true that something strange!" The disciple surnamed Cheng raised his eyebrows, condensed his energy in his hand, shook his arms, and directly mixed with the phantom in the air, quickly swept up towards Su Yi.

The boy in front of him was too strange. He dared not keep his third level of Yuanhuang Realm, and a palm print was quickly shot out in the air.

"boom!"

Another shocking sonic boom sounded, without any twist, as if hitting a mountain, Su Yi remained motionless, while the disciple of Cheng on the other side was like a rag sack, and the huge impact force shook it away.

The third level of Yuanhuang Realm has a rapid correction of body skills. It takes more than a dozen rotations in the air to dissolve all the strength. The feet are deeply inserted into the legend like iron castings, cutting off the strength.

"puff!"

His hands kept trembling, his right hand sags naturally, and he was clearly dislocated. The disciple surnamed Cheng covered his chest with his left hand, and a bunch of blood mist couldn't help but spew out.

The three disciples were stunned at the same time. Su Yi in front of him was too strange. The Yuanxu realm was so powerful.

"call!"

After a breath, Su Yi opened his eyes and a breath of turbid air slowly spit out from his throat. A splash of elaborate light shot out of his eyes. His whole body was full of energy, and in an instant, he blew up the surrounding sand and dust.

He stood up slowly, stretched lazily, and saw three middle-aged men wailing in the sand pit at a glance. Su Yi slowly approached, like a god of killing. Every step he took made the three brothers frightened.

"The Yuanhuang Realm, who is less than forty years old, is already good. Wu Jiuyou and others only have Yuanxu Realm for about 30 years. The cultivation aura of these three disciples just now is a bit familiar!" Su Yi pondered in his heart.

"You guys hit me?" Su Yi asked lightly.

When the three disciples saw Su Yi coming, their faces were full of horror. They were stared at Su Yi's cold light like a sword, and their bodies were trembling unconsciously.

"Yes, you...who are you!"

Su Yi looked at the outfits of the three disciples coldly, then stepped up his pace and appeared in front of the three disciples like a ghost.

"Answer me first! Who are you?" Su Yi said in a low voice, a sense of maturity different from his age was like a sacred arrival, staring at the three disciples.

"snort!"

Speaking of his sect, the three disciples seemed to have the confidence and mustered up the courage to say.

"My sect is worthy of being inferior trash like you? I'm afraid I'll scare you if I say it!" The disciple surnamed Cheng was full of arrogance.

"The disciples of the Holy Mountain, it turns out that this annoying look everywhere!" Su Yi said quietly, looking at the three disciples with a pity in his eyes.

"Who are you? Humph! Since you know, why don't you kneel down and beg for mercy?" The disciple surnamed Cheng looked at Su Yi with his eyes flashing, and he was a little confused.

"It seems that I haven't been to look for the Holy Mountain for a long time. The Holy Mountain has come here. I said, don't let me meet someone from the Holy Mountain again!"

"boom!"

The vital energy suddenly arose under Su Yi's feet, and the vital energy of fire attribute suddenly circulated. The hot breath made the temperature of the beach continue to rise, quickly making the three disciples sweat profusely and their eyes dull. The scene in front of him looked very similar to Su Yi's appearance circulating in the Holy Mountain.

"You...you are Su Yi!"
Chapter completed!