Eternal Sacred King Chapter 361: Rising up and killing people

Qiu Wanli has a fierce face, holding a wine jar in his left hand, and a single blade in the palm of his right hand. The blade is white and exudes a chill.

Qiu Wanli walked over aggressively with a dozen monks.

"In Xia Ji Chengtian, I wonder if this fellow Taoist has any advice?"

Ji Chengtian first arched his hands and clasped his fists, showed courtesy, smiled and nodded.

If you are on the Heavenly Desolate Continent, you will be as polite as Ji Chengtian, and everyone will not have any deep hatred, and there will be no conflicts.

But it was on the Tianhuang Continent, and here, it was the ancient battlefield.

What they are facing is not a kind of kind. People are harmless and hurtful!

"Ji Chengtian?"

Qiu Wanli raised his brows, and asked without a smile: "What is your cultivation level?"

"Six veins build the foundation."

Ji Chengtian hesitated a little, and didn't hide it.

"Where are you?"

Qiu Wanli looked at Su Zimo and others again, and said casually: "This is the rule of Xuantian City. If you want to enter the city, you must truthfully explain the realm of cultivation, and you must not hide it!"

Hearing these words, the monks in Xuantian City looked strange.

There is no such rule in the city. The reason why Qiu Wanli said this is that the greatest possibility is to explore the reality of Su Zimo and others.

After all, the foundation-building cultivator has opened up a few spiritual veins, and he can't see it with spirit sighting.

Qiu Wanli seems reckless, but he is also an old world, knowing that the monks who can come to Xuantian City are not easy, for fear of hitting the iron plate.

Su Zimo frowned at the rules Qiu Wanli said.

Although the little fat man and the others were in conflict, they still said it honestly.

Five veins build a foundation, four veins build a foundation...There is even a later stage of foundation building.

After the last person, Su Zimo, finished speaking, the monks who were watching secretly shook their heads.

"With such strength, I dare to go deep into the ancient battlefield. I really don't know how to live or die."

"Yes, in this city of Profound Sky, how many monks have the five veins to build the foundation? Like them, a group of monks, just one person, is enough to serve them in one pot."

Qiu Wanli also completely relaxed, drank a sip of strong alcohol, drunk his eyes and lost his eyes, burped, sulky, and sprayed on Ji Chengtian's face.

Ji Chengtian's face was a little ugly, but he let out a long breath, and still endured it.

Qiu Wanli smiled and asked: "It's been a month since entering the ancient battlefield. Have you got the Kaimai Dan?"

Ji Chengtian didn't hesitate, shook his head and said: "No."

Actually, each of them has an Kaimaidan in their storage bag.

But if you admit it at this time, it will definitely lead to death!

"Very good."

Qiu Wanli nodded, and said blankly: "Hand over all your storage bags. I want to check it myself."

When I heard this, let alone Ji Chengtian, even the little fat man and the others showed anger.

This is pure bullying!

Su Zimo didn't say a word, standing behind Ji Chengtian and watching with cold eyes.

Ji Chengtian took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice: "Friends, your request is a bit too much..."

"Excessive?"

Without waiting for Ji Chengtian to finish, Qiu Wanli asked with a smile.

Before the words fell, Qiu Wanli's eyes flashed coldly, the long knife in his hand turned, and the sharp blade directly wiped Ji Chengtian's neck, extremely fast and cold!

This knife, without warning, is full of killing intent!

After this month of experience, Ji Chengtian has grown a lot, and his vigilance has also greatly increased.

Just now, he vaguely sensed Qiu Wanli's murderous intent.

But along the way, he was already exhausted physically and mentally, in poor condition, and his reaction was a little slower.

The blade struck, and the skin was already tingling faintly, Ji Chengtian seemed to be able to see the scene of his throat being cut, and he couldn't help but sigh inwardly: "My life is over!"

Before this thought fell, Ji Chengtian suddenly felt a huge force and yanked him back.

The tip of Qiu Wanli's knife swept across Ji Chengtian's throat, and it will cut a bit of skin and flesh, and a trace of blood will ooze. It is dangerous and dangerous!

If Ji Chengtian was a little slower, this knife would be enough to cut his throat!

For the rest of his life, Ji Cheng was in a cold sweat and gasped.

Looking at Su Zimo next to him, Ji Chengtian was about to say thank you. Su Zimo suddenly felt like a flower flashed in front of him, and Su Zimo had disappeared.

Boom!

Su Zimo probed his hand and dragged Ji Chengtian back from the edge of life and death. Without a word, he stepped out one step and used the frame of Li Tianbu.

In an instant, the bluestone under my feet exploded, and the ground moved and the mountains shook.

The buildings on both sides of the street trembled, which attracted the exclamation of countless monks.

Su Zimo's eyes are like a knife, his palms stretched out, his five fingers spread out, and he enveloped Qiu Wanli's head, as if covering the sky!

Qiu Wanli missed a single shot. Before he could react, he saw a person flashing out behind Ji Chengtian. He was domineering, and his shot was a killer move.

Su Zimo's large fan of palms enveloped him, the space aura was oppressive, and Qiu Wanli even had a sense of suffocation!

Qiu Wanli didn't have time to think about it. He didn't wait for his old moves, and with a backhand, he slapped Su Zimo's wrist.

The blade trembled, shining with three auras.

This is a high-grade spirit knife!

But now, Su Zimo's physical body is so strong, it's too difficult for ordinary high-grade spirit weapons to hurt him!

Faced with Qiu Wanli's spirit knife, Su Zimo's moves remained the same. He grabbed it, grabbed the spirit knife with his palm, shocked it, and took the spirit knife back.

Su Zimo bullied himself, clenched the spirit knife in his hand, and stabbed with his backhand!

Puff!

Blood light flickered, and behind Qiu Wanli's head, a blood-stained spirit knife stood out.

Between the two of them staggered, Qiu Wanli's head was pierced across, and he fell on the spot!

Su Zimo has long seen that this Qiu Wanli is not a good person, but an extremely evil person, so when he makes a quick move, it is a killer move, and there is no intention to keep it!

Slaying the enemy Wanli with a single knife, Su Zimo moved sideways, cut into the arms of another monk, and leaned close to his body.

As soon as the person placed his palm on the storage bag, he felt black in front of his eyes, severe pain in his chest, and his stature flew uncontrollably, completely unconscious.

Huh!

Su Zimo moved differently, shaking his body, leaving behind a series of afterimages. He raised his left arm and stamped it with his fist, crashing down and hitting another person's heavenly spirit cover.

Brain burst!

Another person who crosses the corpse on the long street~IndoMTL.com~Bold! "

"Looking for death!"

The dozen or so monks brought by Qiu Wanli reacted and called out loudly, drew out all kinds of weapons, most of which were melee weapons, and they were very powerful.

One of them picked up a huge hammer, the wind howled, and slammed it towards Su Zimo's head fiercely.

Su Zimo didn’t retreat, he punched his backhand and shook the man’s spiritual weapon with his flesh and blood. Instead he beat the hammer in his hand and fell into the arms of another monk, hitting him. Broken breastbone.

The broken bone was as sharp as a spearhead and penetrated into the lungs. The man was panting, breathing like a bellows from his throat, heavy and hoarse, and he couldn't survive.

On the long street, the silhouettes of people are staggered, Su Zimo rabbits rise and fall, interspersed among more than a dozen monks, the sound of confrontation and collision one after another.

After only ten breaths, all the sounds were calm again, leaving only a dozen corpses in place.