Supreme Uprising

Chapter 289: Thirteen Holy Martial Arts

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Hearing this voice, Luo Yunyang's eyes turned coldly.

In his hand, he held a stone stick!

But in fact, their spirits have been controlled by the spirits in these stone sticks.

The ancient city of Meiya is right in front of you, but just when Luo Yunyang was about to land, he saw thirteen figures like stone statues, standing motionless on the beach outside the ancient city of Meiya, with their eyes fixed on each other. Look at him quietly.

The person who was repeating this voice felt a majestic murderous intention enveloped in his heart the moment Luo Yunyang's eyes fell. Under this strong killing intent, he couldn't help but tremble all over.

As the stone stick was raised, streams of white light slowly rose from the stone stick. In an instant, the thirteen ancient monks were enveloped in white light. At this moment, they His cultivation level has improved crazily!

The thirteen people holding stone sticks even give people the feeling that they are extremely pious to these thirteen stone sticks, as if what they hold in their hands is not a stone stick, but their own father.

That's right, it was a stone stick. The moment Luo Yunyang heard him speak, his eyes fell on the stone stick.

To him, the thirteen top grand masters were nothing. In a matter of seconds, the Buddha Wheel could eliminate these thirteen top grand masters.

At this moment, Luo Yunyang felt as if he and the ancient god-killing spear were one, and the scene of the spear breaking through the air became more and more clearly reflected in his mind.

"God-level majesty is not something we can touch. Speaker, we'd better not get involved!" The moment the person who shouted struggled to stand up, he quickly dialed the speaker's communicator, groaning with a hint of laughter. Pleading.

Thirteen blazing white lights, like thirteen rainbows across the sky, swept towards Luo Yunyang.

After thinking about it so dirty, Luo Yunyang couldn't help but laugh mischievously at his imagination. He already knew the origins of these people, so he didn't say much and said straightforwardly: "Get out!"

But at this moment, twelve other white lights surged towards Luo Yunyang like the top of Mount Tai.

"Although I have survived nine deaths, I still don't regret it! How can I become the strongest without such persistence? You can't stop him, that's normal!" There was a hint of loneliness in the faint voice.

The moment the fist collided with the white light, the white light was directly turned into powder under Luo Yunyang's fist.

The wings condensed from the pagoda wheel made him fly in the sky like a god, and in an instant, there was no trace of him.

"It's better to let him suffer some losses." Murat's voice came again, and she said calmly: "Some things can only be understood through experience. Now it's time to let him know that in this world, it is not The most powerful person can do whatever he wants."

"Mr. Luo Yunyang, Mr. Luo Yunyang, I have been ordered by the Supreme Council of the Grand Federation to ask you to return to the Thirteen Eastern Cities immediately." A mechanical voice sounded from the giant ship dozens of miles away.

Facing the sweeping Changhong, Luo Yunyang's expression did not change at all. He waved his fist and smashed it straight towards the white light.

The body that was originally standing proudly like a green pine sat directly on the ground, with fear flashing in his eyes.

For Luo Yunyang scolding them so bluntly, the thirteen people did not show any anger on their faces. Their expressions were all stiff, as if they had not heard what Luo Yunyang said at all.

This kind of leap makes people feel extremely strange.

"Master, I can't stop him!" Alice said helplessly after connecting the communicator.

These gazes were not agile, but each gaze was full of profound flavor.

"boom!"

The moment Luo Yunyang's mental power passed over the stone stick, he felt that there seemed to be powerful power contained in the stone stick.

"God said, where should you come from, and where should you go!" A plain voice, but one that seemed to contain endless majesty, spat out from the mouth of the figure in the middle.

The white light spread, eventually forming a field covering a radius of ten miles, and the aura exuded by each of these thirteen ancient monks was the aura of a god-level powerhouse.

"Kill!" A cold voice came from the mouth of the first ascetic. He swung the long stick in his hand and swept towards Luo Yunyang.

And the reason why they were able to survive by chance was naturally due to the mercy of that god-level powerhouse.

The moment he saw these thirteen people, Luo Yunyang was sure of their cultivation level.

The ancient god-killing spear was carried behind his back. It seemed that the ancient god-killing spear had sensed something. When Luo Yunyang's eyes fell on the place where the greedy wolf was killed, it began to heat up. The murderous intent and Luo Yunyang's aura at this time , an incomparable fit.

Luo Yunyang was naturally unaware of the conversation between master and disciple. At this time, he was running at an astonishing speed. In just an instant, he had already rushed dozens of miles away.

These words are simple, but they seem to imply supreme majesty and a deep disdain.

At the same time, the other twelve figures simultaneously waved the giant sticks in their hands and slammed them down towards Luo Yunyang.

After saying this, Murat hung up the communicator.

There are only a few dozen god-level experts in the entire federation, but now, with the help of the stone sticks in their hands, these thirteen ascetic monks have reached the level of gods in one fell swoop.

Although all of them are extremely safe at this time, one thing is too clear: just now, if that power is willing, it can crush them into powder with just a little thought!

The five-hundred-mile sea area was like a piece of jade. Luo Yunyang saw the ancient city of Meiya, and even the place where he ambush Tanlang.

"God said, whoever insults me will die!" The one who spoke was still the ascetic standing in the middle. He slowly raised the stone stick in his hand.

Because that person has already flown into the sky.

Compared with the ancient god-killing spear, this stone stick seems to be no less inferior.

These were three rays of light. Although they seemed scattered, the moment they were swung out, they had blocked all Luo Yunyang's escape routes.

This huge fear disappeared completely in just a minute, but from the faces of these ordinary warriors, it made people feel as if they had been in purgatory for countless years.

Alice was still standing on the reef, but at this moment, her sight had shifted to the direction of Meiya Ancient City.

Thirteen top grandmasters!

The companions around him were also sitting on the ground tremblingly, and some even begged for mercy crazily: "Don't kill me, don't kill me!"

Each of the thirteen top masters held a stone stick in their hands. It looked strange at first glance, but the solemnity on the faces of these people was not fake.

Luo Yunyang looked at the ascetic monks wrapped in white light, and a hint of understanding flashed in his eyes. Although these thirteen ascetic monks seemed to just have white light added to their bodies, making them more powerful.

This figure is only five feet tall, but when he stands on the ground, he is like a pillar holding the sky, suppressing all directions.