Eternal Sacred King Chapter 600: Kill Yuan Ying!
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The middle-aged monk, carrying Si Junyu, is getting closer and closer to Gusuqi and Zhenjun Tianchen.
In the blink of an eye, it was already less than ten feet.
Different from the suppressed excitement in the eyes of Gusuqi and True Monarch Tianchen, the middle-aged monk appeared very calm, his eyes were deep and there was no wave of waves.
When he came to the front, the middle-aged monk seemed to throw Si Junyu at will to the opposite True Monarch Tianchen.
The light in Zhenjun Tianchen's eyes was bright, and he quickly reached out to pick it up.
On the other side, Gu Suqi couldn't help laughing out loud.
"Haha..."
Suddenly!
Gu Suqi's laughter stopped abruptly!
The corner of his eyes, a figure glimpsed, followed Si Junyu's back, suddenly rushed to the front, a pair of eyes surging with fierce light, like an ancient monster about to devour people!
His!
Gu Su Qi took a breath.
This middle-aged monk actually murdered True Monarch Yuan Ying!
How dare he!
A cultivator in the Golden Core Realm, how dare he do anything to True Monarch Nascent Soul!
"Fate!"
The middle-aged monk opened his mouth suddenly, like a spring thunder in his tongue, and exuded a suffocating killing intent. He stuck out his huge and thick palms, covering the sky and the sun, stirring the wind and clouds.
Gu Suqi only felt his eyes darkened, and a large shadow shrouded his head, like a dark cloud over the city!
"You are looking for death!"
Gu Su Qi held the sword in his backhand and slashed in front of him!
The two are too close.
Before the swordsmanship was fully deployed, Su Zimo's left hand had already grasped Gu Suqi's wrist first!
No matter how smart the sword is, it is useless at this time.
This distance is the strength of melee combat, the strength of the flesh!
Gu Su Qi's expression changed drastically, and finally a panic flashed in his eyes.
His wrist was locked tightly by the middle-aged monk, unable to break free.
It wasn't until this time that he realized the terrible body of a middle-aged monk!
The melee power of this middle-aged monk is enough to threaten his life!
Gu Suqi is the true monarch of Yuan Ying.
If you fight normally and mobilize mana with divine consciousness, it will not give the middle-aged monk a chance to get close.
In today's situation, being approached by a middle-aged monk is equivalent to being approached by a pure-blooded beast. If there is a slight difference, the corpse will be corpse on the spot!
The vast majority of cultivators are physically weak, far inferior to the monster race.
Therefore, the cultivator will use spiritual arts, spells, spirit weapons and other means to keep widening the distance to prevent the monster beast from getting close.
But once the monster gets close, the cultivator becomes dangerous!
True Monarch Tianchen just caught Si Junyu who was thrown over, there was no way to help.
In this instant, everything can only depend on Gu Suqi himself!
The timing of the middle-aged monk's shot is too delicate.
One point fast or one point slow will not create such a situation.
Crack!
The middle-aged monk did not give Gu Suqi any reaction time at all, and directly crushed the latter's wrist!
"Ah!"
Gu Suqi let out a cry of pain, and the cold sweat broke out in an instant.
Huh!
At the same time, the big hand of the middle-aged monk descended on the sky, exploding with a violent aura of suppression.
Gu Suqi's wrist was crushed, and his head stopped for an instant. When he reacted, the palm of the middle-aged monk had fallen on top of his head.
In a hurry, he can only raise his arms to block.
Crack, click!
It was only a brief collision, and Gu Suqi's arm was instantly crushed under the palm of the middle-aged monk!
The palm of the hand kept castration, and patted Gusuqi's heavenly spirit cover heavily!
Boom!
Brain burst!
Gu Su Qi's eyes were staring, and cracks appeared on his face.
His head was almost broken by the palm of a middle-aged monk!
The primordial spirit is directly shattered, and those who are already dead can't die anymore!
Yuan Ying Zhenjun falls!
Gu Su Qi, who was in the center of the battlefield, couldn't react, and the others were even more stunned on the spot.
Whether it is Ji Yaoxue's party or Si Junyu's party, no one has expected that the situation on the battlefield will change suddenly, and within a breath, there will be the death of True Lord Yuan Ying!
What's even more frightening is that the killing has not stopped!
"Monk, dare!"
True Monarch Tianchen just put Si Junyu down when he saw this scene, his heart was shaken, and he couldn't help being furious!
"Why didn't I dare!"
After the middle-aged monk beheaded Gu Su Qi, he didn't stop at the slightest in his movements. In one big step, he rushed to the front of True Monarch Tianchen and shouted: "You are the one who killed!"
Hearing these words, Zhenjun Mingze was shocked.
You are the one who killed. These five words mean that from the very beginning, the middle-aged monk had murdered the two True Monarchs!
This monk's life is not to use a bargaining chip to negotiate.
He captured Si Junyu alive, just for this moment!
From the beginning to the end, he didn't plan to let go of these two true souls!
This person, really has the courage!
On the battlefield.
The long sword in the hands of True Monarch Tianchen turned, and the blade aimed at the heart of the middle-aged monk, and slammed it hard, and said coldly: "I don't know how to live or die!"
The sword light is bitter and sharp, enough to kill everything!
This is the magic weapon of Yuan Ying Zhenjun.
Although the body of a middle-aged monk is powerful, he can break a high-grade spirit weapon with a single finger, but he can't hold the edge of the magic weapon.
Faced with Jian Xiu's sharpness, he could only retreat.
However, as long as he retreats and the distance between the two sides is widened, he will never have a chance to fight Yuan Ying Zhenjun again.
"Om!"
A decision flashed in the middle-aged monk's eyes, and he spit out Sanskrit.
Void tremor.
The long sword of True Monarch Tianchen paused for a moment.
But this pause is undetectable, and it has almost no effect.
The speed of the middle-aged monk did not decrease, but he turned slightly to his side, and continued to culminate towards True Monarch Tianchen.
Puff!
The sword that originally pierced his heart was offset a little bit, but it still slammed into the middle-aged monk's chest!
Bloodlight emerged.
The middle-aged monk didn't realize it, his eyes were fierce, letting his sword penetrate his body, he continued to rush forward!
The people of Zhenjun Mingze clearly saw that a **** sword body emerged from the vest of the middle-aged monk.
This sword, although it failed to pierce the heart of the middle-aged monk.
But the distance between the sword's edge and the heart is not far away!
As long as the real Lord Tianchen turns his wrist, the sword will be enough to crush the heart of the middle-aged monk!
At this moment, the middle-aged monk penetrated into the body with a long sword, came in front of True Lord Tianchen, and swung his arm directly!
This arm looked soft and crumpled, but it looked like the long nose of an ancient idol. With a click, a crisp sound was made in the air, curling up the head of True Monarch Tianchen, and slapped it fiercely!
Crack, click!
The head of True Monarch Tianchen whirled around his neck several times before slowly stopping, his eyes raised, and he had already cut off his breathing.
The outcome is divided.
Life and death are divided.
Under such power, True Monarch Tianchen's neck bones have long been shattered.
In my head, it has also been shaken into a paste, and the soul is gone.
Before he died, his palms held the hilt tightly.
But after all, it was a bit slow, and failed to crush the heart of the middle-aged monk~IndoMTL.com~This is the close war front!
As long as you take a step slower, even if it's only a tiny bit, one is life, the other is death!
Life and death, in this moment!
Mingze Zhenjun couldn't believe how the middle-aged monk in the battlefield would feel.
It's just an outsider, he's already nervously sweating!
This is really a fight!
As long as the real Lord Tianchen takes a quick step, the middle-aged monk lying on the ground at this time.
But after another thought, it seems that there is only this choice, this kind of determination, it is possible to fight the real Lord Tianchen!
"What a terrible monk, who is he?"
Mingze Zhenjun looked at the back of the middle-aged monk, and felt not only shock, but also fear!