A bunch of silly roe deer

"What is this?"

"A sign that some kind of treasure has emerged!"

Yaochi Yiran looked at the island that was almost covered in light, a glimmer of heat rising in her eyes.

"Let's go, let's go take a look!"

Su Lang also smiled with interest and turned to fly toward the glowing island.

Yaochi Yiran quickly followed, muttering in her heart: "Young Master Su, oh Young Master Su, please just leave a sip of soup for me to drink!"

It didn't take long for the two of them to land on the ground of the glowing island.

The intense light was emanating from a gully between two mountain peaks.

The peaks weren't very tall, but their shapes were extremely rounded.

Su Lang glanced at the peaks, then couldn't help but glance at Yaochi Yiran's chest.

Looking at it now, that intense light really looked like pure white Holy Light!

Without much thought.

The two flew toward the peaks.

Before long, they saw four incredibly pleasantly surprised yellow-haired Martial Artists of the Tianyun Clan.

They seemed a bit exhausted at this moment, likely having paid a price to break the Formation guarding the treasure.

But even so, they hadn't completely broken the Formation, leaving only the final barrier.

Although this layer of barrier wasn't very strong, the four Tianyun Clan members were exhausted and struggling to pierce it in a short amount of time.

However, they also knew that the commotion here might soon attract others.

Therefore, they didn't rest but attacked with all their might, hoping to open the barrier.

However, the thing they least wanted to happen, happened.

That intense light attracted Su Lang and Yaochi Yiran.

"Listen up, you four yellow-haired brats ahead!"

"You have already been surrounded by me alone! Drop your weapons and surrender immediately, otherwise, I will not show mercy!"

An incredibly domineering roar descended from the sky, scaring the four Tianyun Sacred Clan Martial Artists so much that their hair stood on end.

In their shock, they looked up at the sky.

Then they saw the incredibly arrogant Su Lang, and Yaochi Yiran following closely behind him.

What is this!?

Only two people!?

And one of them is that arrogant playboy with weak cultivation!?

The four Tianyun Sacred Clan members looked at each other, then immediately revealed expressions of pleasant surprise.

"I was wondering who had come!"

"So it's you, this Little Bastard who talks big!"

"Hmph, do you think you're safe just because you have Yaochi Yiran protecting you?"

"Let me tell you, Yaochi Yiran may be powerful, but she is definitely no match for the four of us!"

"Hahahaha, enough nonsense, let's kill! I want to capture that beautiful woman, Yaochi Yiran, alive!"

"…"

Like bandits, the four Tianyun Sacred Clan Martial Artists, wearing sinister and lecherous smiles, fiercely charged at Su Lang.

In their eyes, Su Lang was a super soft persimmon that could be crushed with a casual squeeze.

Then they could change their target and squeeze Yaochi Yiran!

This is the 66th generation Saintess of the Yaochi Sacred Clan, she must be fun to squeeze!

"A bunch of silly roes."

Yaochi Yiran looked at the four fierce yellow-haired Tianyun Clan members, a trace of mockery appearing in her eyes.

She could almost already see the scene of these four dying miserably.

Sure enough.

Before the four Tianyun Clan Martial Artists could even get close, they saw Su Lang pull out a long sword with a white base and black patterns.

"What kind of sword is this!?"

"Why does my brain feel a stabbing pain the moment I see it!?"

"Ah, I can't take it, my eyes are going blind!"

"This sword is too bizarre, it must be a Sacred Artifact, let's run!"

"…"

Thus, the four Tianyun Sacred Clan Martial Artists came charging over while shouting, and then scattered and ran away while shouting.

However, it was already too late to run.

"I gave you a chance."

Su Lang smiled faintly and gently swung the long sword in his hand.

There was no flashy Move, just a simple horizontal slash.

Then, the four Tianyun Sacred Clan Martial Artists were instantly turned into eight pieces, and the Divine Soul of each was instantly extinguished by the you tian sword.

Four powerful Martial Artists comparable to Quasi-Gods died under Su Lang's hands just like that, like ants.

"Young Master Su actually possesses such a powerful Sacred Artifact! And he even has the ability to wield it, it's truly incredible!"

Yaochi Yiran muttered in her heart, "Come to think of it, Young Master Su even has this kind of Sacred Artifact, yet he still wants that insignificant Divine Artifact, I really can't figure it out."