Eternal Sacred King Chapter 912: Assassination!

After a brief silence, there was an uproar!

Pump on!

The disciples of the Tiangang teacher who had been behind Cheng Peng rushed over and helped Cheng Peng up. They glared at Su Zimo one by one, but looked jealous and didn't dare to step forward.

Cheng Peng ended up like this under this sword aura, they stepped forward, which one can resist?

"Go!"

Cheng Peng has no blood on his face, his breath is like floating silk, and he gasps: "Return to the sect and report this matter!"

Several Tiangang teachers did not hesitate to help Cheng Peng leave the Yingxian Restaurant, attracting a cloud of auspicious clouds, and galloping towards the distance.

"Who is this person, according to his Taoist clothing, it seems that he is not a Bailian Sect monk?"

"It must be a Sword Sect monk!"

"Yes, the only people who can cultivate this horrible sword aura are the descendants of Jianzong!"

"It's just that this person is very face-to-face. I haven't seen it before. Is it a recent rising talent?"

The group of cultivators talked a lot and gave pointers.

Nangong Ling clearly felt that some of the powerful auras that had been approaching here had already stopped his figure, and seemed to have been shocked by the scene just now!

"Go, get out of here!"

Su Zimo put away the Heavenly Slaughter Sword Art, put it in his arms, stood up, leaped forward, and came to the long street.

Nangong Ling's trio hurriedly followed, followed closely behind.

The many monks who were onlookers under the restaurant suddenly dispersed, looking at Su Zimo's eyes, full of curiosity, awe, and hostility.

Su Zimo looked as usual and walked forward quickly.

Already gone far away, Nangong Lingsan's talents are gradually slowing down.

Ru Xuan ran a few steps quickly, excited, and said: "Little Master, your sword is so handsome! What is your name, can you teach it to me!"

Even Nangong Ling couldn't help being curious, and the voice transmission asked: "Little Master, have you ever practiced in Jianzong?"

Su Zimo didn't answer, just walked forward quickly.

This time, Nangong Ling was not angry.

After these changes, he looked at Su Zimo's eyes with a little more awe.

A sword aura will abolish Tianjiao, who was ranked 15th in the Vision List. This is not something that anyone can do.

"Little Master, don't go so fast!"

Ru Xuan looked excited, she didn't have the slightest fear in her eyes, followed Su Zimo bouncely, and said:

"Little Master, you know this kind of swordsmanship, what are we afraid of? In this Fengyun City, we are not walking sideways! Humph!"

"Uncle Master, don't worry, we are Bailianmen cultivators after all, it is definitely not good for the Taoist to deceive the big to bully the small and take action against us."

"If there is a True Monarch Yuan Ying who doesn't open his eyes and wants to grab the lava spar, you move your fingers and slash it with a sword gas, hhhhhhhh!"

The more Ruxuan spoke, the more excited she became, and she gestured in her hands.

Su Zimo suddenly said: "This sword aura is extremely exhausting. In a short time, I can only release it this time."

It's not that Su Zimo made a false statement to scare Ruxuan.

The Heavenly Kill Sword Art is one of the three ancient sword art!

Even though Su Zimo only comprehends the fur, he is already overloaded to release this sword energy with the cultivation base of the Nascent Infant Realm.

If he hadn't condensed his soul to far surpass the same level, he would have been injured by it before this sword aura was released!

Hearing Su Zimo's answer, Ruxuan wilted in an instant, and she didn't dare to say anything.

Of course, what Su Zimo is worried about is not the people who plot the lava spar, but the existence hidden in the dark!

Su Zimo has a hunch that they have been targeted by even more terrifying enemies!

You must leave here as soon as possible!

"Hey, this is a treasure, do you want to escape?"

"Hehe, I heard that you got lava spar. It's really unfortunate. I just need this stone."

In the crowd, there was a strange sound of yin and yang, which was erratic.

"Who is hiding his head and showing his tail!"

Nangong Ling's gaze was torch, shouted, and looked around!

The crowd backed away.

But Nangong Lingzong looked around, but couldn't find anyone who spoke provocatively!

Everyone seems to be alike, and it seems that everyone is different.

"Hehe, it's worthy of being the 83rd in the Vision List. It's so majestic."

"What's the use of prestige? It's not a waste, and it must be protected by others."

"Hey, that Qingshan Jianxiu, what is your relationship with these three Bailianmen monks, I advise you, it is best not to get involved with them."

"The Bailian Sect is about to be removed from the four major side gates! I guess it will not be long before it will be destroyed, hehehehe!"

This joking voice sounded again, still changing directions, it is impossible to tell where this person is!

Nangong Ling's three people were furious and furious, but they could only act in a hurry.

Su Zimo was originally on the road, but his footsteps suddenly stopped, his figure flickered, he jumped, and rushed directly into the crowd next to him!

"Get out of here!"

Su Zimo's eyes are like electricity, he stretches out his palm, spreads his five fingers, as if to cover the sky, and grabs a monk in the middle of the crowd.

This person has an ordinary body and appearance. There is really nothing surprising about this person. It is the kind of existence that is forgotten after a glance.

But it is just such an ordinary monk. After seeing Su Zimo's move, his eyes flashed, and he laughed strangely: "Tao friendly means can find my trace!"

This person didn't shake Su Zimo hard at all.

"Unfortunately, it's too late!"

The person said something meaningful.

At the same time, on the other side of the crowd, an unremarkable figure was quickly approaching the three of Nangong Ling!

The monk had no expression on his face, his eyes were calm, and he didn't even show any murderous aura!

Su Zimo squinted his eyes, and there was a sound of bones inside his body~IndoMTL.com~ His outstretched arm soared three feet, and instantly landed on the head of the fleeing cultivator, and he grabbed it hard!

Puff!

This person's Tianling Cap, under the palm of Su Zimo's hand, was like a tofu block. It was directly grabbed to pieces, the primordial spirit died, and the corpse was on the spot!

Nangong Ling and the three people saw this scene, feeling agitated, and suddenly felt an unprecedented murderous intent!

The next moment, the three of them saw a ray of sword light in their eyes.

So fast!

At some point, an unremarkable monk appeared beside them.

This person took out a slender soft sword from nowhere, and shot it directly!

There is no doubt that this was a desperate assassination!

This person's combat power may not be better than Nangong Ling.

But after this sword was shot, Nangong Ling could only wait to die, watching this sword helplessly, and wiped his throat!

He seems to be able to see that his throat is slit, and scarlet blood is spraying all over the long street!

Seven Sects of Demon Sect, Hidden Kill Sect!

The assassination can be done to such a level, it has no flaws, and even makes people feel desperate. Only the cultivator of the hidden killing door is amazing!

I have to say that this assassination was carefully prepared.

First, one person will lead Su Zimo away.

Another person lurks in the past, launches a fatal blow, kills and wins treasure!

The whole process is almost impeccable.

It's a pity that they really underestimated someone!

Just when this sword light was about to pierce Nangong Ling's throat, it suddenly dissipated!

The long sword is exposed.

Only a short distance from Nangong Ling's throat, the blade's sharp edge even cut off the hair on Nangong Ling's neck!

At this moment, the sword paused in mid-air, motionless.

One end was held in the hands of the monk of the hidden killer.

On the other end, it was clamped by two slender, white fingers, not moving at all!