Your words are returned to you

"So it is you, who dared to slaughter two of Wuyang Demon Cave's branches?"

Martial Saint Yang Xu looked down at Su Lang from above, his face filled with thick disdain.

Now that he was closer, he could feel even more clearly that there was no sense of any mysterious Power of Rules on Su Lang!

He was merely a Pseudo-Saint!

"Heh, your Wuyang Demon Cave commits all kinds of evil. Not only did I slaughter your branches, but today I will also slaughter your headquarters!"

Su Lang sneered, "I, Su Lang, will make your Wuyang Demon Cave history!"

"Su Lang, is it?"

"You know nothing about the power of the Saint Realm!"

Martial Saint Yang Xu shook his head in disdain, "You want to slaughter my Wuyang Demon Cave, and I want to capture you to suffer ten thousand years of agony worse than death!"

"You are nothing more than a mere One-Star Martial Saint."

Su Lang's expression turned cold, and he immediately drew a long sword.

This long sword was a top-tier Divine Artifact he had the System casually craft, and it could also be considered a Quasi-Sacred Artifact.

However, this long sword could not compare to the you tian sword, because its abilities were simply too messy.

Crafting it was just to hide his true strength.

"Tsk tsk."

"A Quasi-Sacred Artifact? The weapon is not bad, it's even better than mine."

"Unfortunately, when facing the Power of Rules of the Saint Realm, no matter how good your Quasi-Sacred Artifact is, it's useless!"

"I will slowly let you see clearly just how big the gap is between you and a real Martial Saint!"

Martial Saint Yang Xu revealed a disdainful and cruel smile.

Immediately after, he threw a fierce punch, blasting towards Su Lang like a meteor.

"Mysterious Light Sumeru Sword Art!!"

Su Lang instantly attacked, the tip of his sword appearing as if it had traveled through the void of space, arriving directly in front of Martial Saint Yang Xu's fist.

A Quasi-Saint weapon versus a Saint-Realm Physical Body!

Boom!!

"Clang—!"

The Quasi-Saint weapon in Su Lang's hand shattered and broke instantly!

And Su Lang himself was sent flying backward powerlessly like a ragdoll!

"Not good!"

A look of panic appeared on Su Lang's face, and he immediately fled.

"Hahahaha!"

Martial Saint Yang Xu laughed wildly, moved his feet, and chased after him.

"Formation Control!"

As Su Lang flew to the edge of the Formation, he activated various Formations to trap Martial Saint Yang Xu.

The Saint-Realm Formation of Wuyang Demon Cave immediately trapped Martial Saint Yang Xu within it.

"Being able to control the Formation is indeed a very Heaven-Defying ability."

Martial Saint Yang Xu's expression was gloomy: "Unfortunately, your own strength is insufficient. No matter how much you struggle, you will be caught by me and become my object of torture!"

"Hmph, you won't need to catch me, I will come back!"

Su Lang spat fiercely, then turned and fled quickly.

"Do you think I wouldn't know the weaknesses of our Wuyang Demon Cave's Formation?"

Martial Saint Yang Xu sneered repeatedly. He couldn't even be bothered to have someone withdraw the Formation's energy, directly punching towards the Dui-Qian direction, hitting one of the nodes.

"Rumble!"

A spiderweb-like crack immediately appeared on the Formation.

Martial Saint Yang Xu threw another punch, and a large hole immediately appeared in the Formation barrier!

"Where can you escape to?"

Martial Saint Yang Xu chased in the direction of Su Lang's escape, his face full of cruelty and malice.

And at this moment.

Su Lang had already taken advantage of the moment Martial Saint Yang Xu was trapped to fly a great distance away.

Although he did not have the Power of Rules, his speed was about the same as Martial Saint Yang Xu's.

Because the Power of Rules that Martial Saint Yang Xu had comprehended did not provide any boost to speed.

And if calculated properly.

Su Lang's speed was actually much faster than Martial Saint Yang Xu's.

Because Martial Saint Yang Xu had just entered the Martial Saint Realm, and his all-around combat power barely reached that of a One-Star Martial Saint.

In terms of movement techniques, Su Lang was even half a small Realm higher than him!

The same went for his attacks; if not for the Power of Rules, Martial Saint Yang Xu would never be able to defeat Su Lang!

To prevent Martial Saint Yang Xu from not chasing, Su Lang slowed down his speed, allowing Martial Saint Yang Xu to slowly shorten the distance between them.

Not long after.

The two flew to a place very, very far from Wuyang Demon Cave.

Suddenly.

Su Lang stopped his movement!

"Hahaha, why aren't you running anymore!?"

"Could it be that your secret technique or Medicinal Pill has worn off?"

"Hmph, no matter the reason, today you are bound to lose!"

Martial Saint Yang Xu laughed wildly, and while flying, kicked towards Su Lang's thigh.

He wanted to slowly cripple Su Lang's limbs and carry out a cruel torture!

But the next moment.

Martial Saint Yang Xu was shocked to discover that Su Lang had actually dodged his attack!

At the same time, a long sword with a white base and black patterns silently stabbed towards his head!

"What is this!?"

"The Power of Rules! A real Sacred Artifact!!"

Martial Saint Yang Xu's hair stood on end instantly, his pupils shrank, and without even thinking, he tried to dodge.

"I am returning your words to you, word for word."

"Where can you escape to!?"

Su Lang's eyes narrowed slightly, his tone low, and the long sword had already pierced into Martial Saint Yang Xu's head!