Immortal emperor reborn mixed city

Su Yan was not afraid of the anger of each team at all. He still sat calmly on the chair and looked at the angry Henri René calmly.

"You said I am the enemy of everyone?"

"Yes, you have offended all the special forces present. Even if I forgive you generously, they will not be able to forgive you."

"Really? Didn't you hear clearly what I just said? All the masters and below are ants, so I don't have any enemies!"

Su Yan looked at the captains and spoke sharply without any scruples.

Originally, both Cheng Ye and Ji Ruxue thought that Su Yan was back, but this was too much. It was so awesome.

"Boss, are you pretending too much?"

When Cheng Ye saw the unkind looks around him, his heart beat wildly. The pervasive pressure was so frightening that his little heart almost jumped into his throat.

Su Yan slapped Cheng Ye against the wall with his backhand, sticking him on it and falling to the ground. He was so serious that he seemed to have more ambition than others.

Ji Ruxue's originally cold face also showed a hint of panic at this moment. She looked at Su Yan, but in the end she said nothing.

The first one to speak was naturally Henri Rene. His angry look was like a violent demon wolf, and he stared straight at Su Yan with a pair of sharp eyes.

"Everyone below the mid-level master level is an ant, but what about the late-level master level!"

Su Yan looked at Henri René as if he were watching a clown. He took out a cigar from his pocket and started smoking it like a big shot.

The smoke ring was like a soaring dragon, slowly drifting away. After Su Yan took two deep puffs, he said: "The master is also an ant in the later stage."

His voice was not loud, but the fluctuations it caused were huge, because the captains of each team present were equivalent to the strength of the late masters, and they were all in the late stages of horizontal training.

At first, it was only the members of each team who were the most angry. As the boss of each team, although everyone was angry, they tried their best to maintain their pride, but now their faces looked like cramped pimps.

Henri René laughed in anger, his laughter full of disdain, ridicule and ridicule, as if he was watching an acrobat perform acrobatics.

"Hahaha..." Henri René held his stomach and pointed at Su Yan, who still couldn't help but smile on his face, "Master is also an ant in the later stage. You are really not afraid of flashing your tongue."

"Of course I'm not afraid, it's because of my strength."

King Kai slapped the table angrily, looking at Su Yan with the dignity of a king, he said sternly with a high attitude: "I really hope what you just said are all lies!"

"Oh, no, everything I said is true."

Su Yan smiled faintly at King Kai, not afraid of his pressure at all.

Andre the polar bear couldn't hold back his anger. He already had a bad temper. Now someone actually said that the late master was an ant. How could he bear it?

"You have to feel how big your chest muscles are when you talk, otherwise you won't know how you died."

"Your breasts are quite big, but it's a pity that you are not girly."

Andre was so angry that he wanted to take action directly, but was stopped by Mr. Zha.

Master Zha looked at Su Yan, his blue eyes shining with vast brilliance. Even Su Yan felt that Master Zha was not simple. I am afraid that this person's realm has surpassed that of the late master.

"You said that the master is an ant in the later stage, then you have surpassed it."

"I didn't, but you went beyond it, but I'm not afraid of you."

Su Yan and Zha Ye looked at each other, and there seemed to be countless knives intersecting in their eyes. It was just a glance, but it was like they had been engaged in a life-and-death contest involving hundreds of moves.

The Ling Lie who pokes me is even worse than Andre!

"Arrogant!"

Galawa couldn't bear it anymore and slapped his chest angrily. The dark muscles all over his body were trembling constantly, and a force surged towards Su Yan.

"Master Zha, this kid is so arrogant, let me dampen his spirit."

Master Zha nodded, just thinking for a moment, but he seemed to regret it the next second, because he seemed to have guessed the ending.

Galawa's attack is a mental force, a move that causes damage to the soul. This kind of mental force is very popular in Asan's place.

Spiritual power is also a type of cultivation on earth, and is divided into spiritual consciousness practitioners, great spiritual consciousness practitioners, spiritual consciousness masters, spiritual consciousness masters, etc.

Jarawa is naturally a master of spiritual consciousness, and his realm is at a later stage.

Facing Galawa's soul attack, a strange smile broke out at the corner of Su Yan's mouth.

He is the Immortal Emperor, and competing with him in spiritual power is simply courting death!

Su Yan welcomed Galawa's offensive calmly. This soul attack was not enough to scratch his itch. The thing Su Yan was not afraid of the most was the soul attack.

He has spent countless hours practicing hard, and has been reincarnated eight times to temper his soul. It is evident that his spiritual power is powerful. How can it be harmed by the cultivation of spiritual consciousness in the realm of a mere master?

Even for the immortal above the Nine Heavens, it is not easy to hurt Su Yan's soul, otherwise he would not be able to enter this body with a trace of his soul left.

Galawa was simply stunned. His special skills were ineffective against Su Yan, as if he had seen a ghost.

The captains of other teams also looked solemn. Among them, Galava ranked last in terms of ability. The reason they all liked him was because his soul attack was a unique skill.

Master Zha's eyes finally no longer looked that way, revealing a unique sharp look. Now he was completely ready to face up to this opponent who was extremely inconsistent with his age.

Galava lost the advantage of his mental power, and his own strength was no more than that of an average late-stage master, even a powerful mid-stage master could rival him, which made him feel uneasy.

"No wonder you are so arrogant. It's really weird. But do you think I can't do anything to you?"

Galawa's hands were like lightning, and he instantly flew beside Su Yan and struck directly towards Su Yan's neck.

In the eyes of everyone, such a fast speed was nothing to Su Yan. He slowly stretched out his right hand and directly grasped Galawa's neck.

Jarava had no resistance at all, and was directly held by Su Yan's neck and lifted up, like a flapping duck.

Su Yan wrapped his whole body with spiritual power, so that not only could he not breathe, but he would also feel pressure like Mount Tai. The feeling was simply unimaginable.

However, after a moment, Galawa's face turned red, as if it was filled with pig's blood, and his flapping hands began to lose strength.

He couldn't speak. His neck was stuck by Su Yan and he couldn't make a sound at all. He could only keep begging for mercy with his eyes, but Su Yan turned a blind eye to his begging eyes.

As he kept pinching, Su Yan's eyes were cold, as if a cold knife had been inserted into Galawa's body, making him completely despair.

Finally, Mr. Zha shouted angrily: "Let him go!"

Su Yancai had no choice but to let go of his hand, and Jarava immediately collapsed on the ground, panting heavily and constantly breathing fresh air.

"With your strength, you can still use your little skills to deal with ordinary people. You are not even an ant in front of me."