The strongest emperor of the Three Kingdoms

What Du Yu saw when he arrived was the countless pairs of eyes around him looking at him.

At this time, Daluo Jinxian has disappeared without a trace in this place. Even at worst, he is a quasi-sage level power. This is the only time such a large formation has been placed in this world.

"Hey, so many people welcome me?" Du Yu said with a chuckle.

It's just that there were so many people around, but no one responded to him, which made Du Yu a little embarrassed.

The two sides remained in a stalemate until the vortex behind Du Yu gradually disappeared, and the scene took a new turn.

The great sage at the front said in a rather cold voice: "I want this man from the Tutian Clan. Please give me some face, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless with my sword."

Before the man finished speaking, another voice came from the side: "I'm not afraid of the wind blowing my tongue. I, Sikong Zhongping, am not afraid of you."

That is also a great saint-level existence. Lower-level saints have no qualifications to speak on this occasion. Only the great saint dares to speak out.

"You two are so majestic, but since neither of you want to give it up, give it to us two brothers." A harsh laughter came from the side, and a dry old man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks held his arms. Said the arms.

Next to him, a great sage who looked similar to him had his hands behind his back and said nothing, but his sharp eyes represented his position.

The faces of the two people before suddenly turned ugly, and Sikong Zhongping said sarcastically: "Why, haven't you two brothers always disliked each other and wished that the other would die? How come you are thinking of joining forces now?"

There was a hint of disdain in the corner of the old man's mouth, and he immediately said: "You have nothing to do with the affairs of my two brothers. Although we hate each other, we have to take it from you and slowly snatch it away."

It was obvious that they had made plans to join forces. The two of them were just newly promoted great saints, and their foundations were very shallow compared to the other three. If they did not join forces, they would not even be able to eat the residue. .

At this time, an old voice came from behind them: "I hope you will give me some face. I will give you a big thank you when I take that step."

As soon as these words came out, a trace of fear flashed across the faces of several people, and they all looked behind them. Although an extremely old man, his eyes were very scary, standing behind them with his hands behind his back.

This person is the oldest among them. He is a powerful man of the same era as the Great Sage Zhan Tian. However, he has always been suppressed by the Great Sage Zhan Tian. His reputation is not as great as that of the Great Sage Zhan Tian. However, among the Great Sages Zhan Tian After the death of Sheng, this person became the most powerful person in all worlds, with unfathomable strength.

Even if they are both great saints, they may not be the old man's opponents, but they are not willing to give up the opportunity like this.

The farce of several people made Du Yu a little impatient. He had no intention of watching these people make trouble. He coughed twice and drew the other person's attention.

"I said, are your hearts a little too big? They are a little swollen because you are so used to it, right?" Du Yu said with a sneer.

Everyone present suddenly took a breath of cold air. Du Yu and the others were not unfamiliar. About half a year ago, he was seriously injured by a lower-level saint and fled into the Zhantian Dojo. How much time had passed? , that man dared to speak to the great sage like this, did he really think that his life was too long?

They didn't believe that someone could go from a level where they could barely deal with mid-level saints to directly fighting against lower-level saints within half a year.

The brows of the great saints suddenly frowned, and the old man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks started to yell and curse at Du Yu.

"What's wrong with you while we're talking? If you wait a moment, you'll be worse than dead. Your strength isn't that great, and your temper is so bad!"

Du Yu raised his eyebrows and almost laughed out loud. His current power can only be regarded as average in the chaotic world, but in this world, not just anyone can provoke someone who is stronger than him. Du Yu didn't know how many saints he had killed.

Without his order, the ancient demon ape's arm moved in an instant, and the old man was pinched directly in his hand. Du Yu patted the old man's face and said with a sneer: "Yeah, his strength is not that good, but his temper is not that good." Xiao, who gave you the courage to talk to me like this, huh?"

The expressions of everyone present suddenly changed drastically. They had no idea what happened. The Great Sage was actually in the hands of the ugly beast behind Du Yu.

How terrifying is that beast?

Even the mighty man who lived at the same time as the Great Sage Zhantian had cold sweat streaming down his back. The old man who was captured was the closest to him. The moment he was captured, he seemed to feel a strong wind. Flash past and the other party disappears.

If it was him who was caught this time, he would not get any benefits either. He would definitely be caught in an instant. I am afraid that the ferocious beast is a terrifying existence that surpasses the Great Sage.

What happened to this young man in the Zhantian Dojo that he actually possessed such a terrifying beast?

Although the greed for Zhantian Dojo is still lingering in his heart, he does not dare to take the initiative at this time. After all, the strength of the ferocious beast next to Du Yu surpasses him by an unknown amount.

But what this great sage doesn't know is that behind the Zhantian Dojo is not some paradise, but on the contrary, it is an extremely dangerous place. The great sage can only be considered pretty good there. Du Yu can grow. To be so powerful depends entirely on his own efforts, not all on luck.

"What kind of opportunity did you find in the Zhantian Dojo to become so powerful! I don't accept it. This Zhantian Dojo belongs to all of us. You shouldn't enjoy it alone!" The old man was caught by the ancient demon ape. There was no fear at all, but instead he was jealous of Du Yu's fate.

"You want to know what I got from that?" Du Yu's mouth curved slightly and he asked close to the old man.

The old man was slightly startled and nodded subconsciously.

Du Yu's smile instantly faded and became extremely cruel: "I learned a truth from there, there is really no room for the weak to survive."

As soon as he finished speaking, the old man's chest was penetrated by a bone spur, and he lost his vitality in an instant. It was an honor for him to be killed by the ancient demon ape. After all, he is the only one in the world who is killed by half a step. Killed by the saint of heaven.

Of course, he is only the first one at the moment, and others will go down to accompany him soon.

Du Yu had already sensed the aura of the Zhuxian Sword Spirit among the crowd.