Eternal Sacred King Chapter 913: You also deserve it?

The hidden killing monk was stunned.

In front of him, stood a man in a green shirt, with a blank face, his eyes like a knife, killing intent surging, looking at him coldly!

The long sword in his hand was actually clamped by the **** of the man in the green shirt, it was difficult to move it!

"Little Master!"

Nangong almost exclaimed for the rest of his life after the robbery.

Su Zimo made a decision to kill, and after culling a hidden killer monk in the crowd, he quickly turned back and blocked another hidden killer assassin's killing blow!

So fast!

Not a level at all!

Not many people can see Su Zimo's body style clearly.

Everyone only felt that there was a flower in front of them, and Su Zimo had already turned back and clamped the long sword of the Hidden Killing Clan between his fingers!

The things that Hidden Killing Gate is good at are almost all methods of hiding and assassination.

The Hidden Killer monk pays attention to killing with one blow!

If you miss a hit, you will immediately flee thousands of miles away.

They are not good at it, and they fight head-on with people.

And Su Zimo's current physical body is not much better than a true monarch magic weapon of perfect rank!

How could his physical strength be something that any Hidden Killer monk can contend!

Not to mention that the one standing in front of Su Zimo is a relatively ordinary Hidden Killer monk. Even if the Hidden Killer Demon comes, he will kill him on the spot!

Su Zimo has decided to stand up, so naturally he will not keep his hands.

There was a cold light in his eyes, and his fingers moved!

Chang!

This cold light long sword was actually pinched by his two fingers, and the tip of the sword flew upside down, directly immersed in the eyebrows of the cultivator of the hidden killing door!

Puff!

Bloodlight flashed, and the soul of the Hidden Killing Cultist was also smashed by this half of the sword tip, and died instantly.

In an instant, the two true primordial souls crossed the streets!

The eyes of many monks looking at Su Zimo gradually changed.

Su Zimo stood there, with a trembling breath exuding his body!

This is bloody!

Suppress countless arrogances, step on countless corpses of evildoers, and accumulate **** aura!

Originally, Su Zimo didn't want to attract people's attention, and his aura was restrained.

But now, he must use thunder means to smash all obstacles in front of him, leave the city as soon as possible, and bring the three of Nangong Ling back to the sect intact!

Su Zimo's eyes swept away, and some people who had bad intentions stepped back, so they didn't dare to look at him!

This is coercion!

The coercion from the top of the vision list!

Su Zimo strode to the front of the meteor.

The crowd dispersed, giving way to a passage.

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

On the way, because Cheng Peng, the fifteenth vision list, was abolished, and the two Yuanying true monarchs of the hidden killing gate were killed, many people were indeed shocked.

Some monks who still want to grab the lava spar have to weigh, whether they can compare with Cheng Peng!

Not far away, a lot of monks were surrounded by a true primordial soul, who was elegant and handsome, looking like a star, looking at this side with a smile.

Feiyumen Wu Tianyu, this time the eleventh vision list!

"Brother, shall we take action?"

Feiyumen cultivator asked in a low voice.

Wu Tianyu turned his eyes slightly, looked at this person, and asked, "Can you stop the monk in the green shirt?"

"I... can't do it, brother can definitely do it."

The monk groaned.

Wu Tianyu shook his head and said faintly: "This person is unfathomable, and I am not sure. Zhongzhou is really a hidden dragon and a tiger, and Cheng Peng is not wronged."

As soon as the voice fell, Wu Tianyu's eyes moved, looking at a group of monks at the gate of the city, the corners of his mouth were slightly tilted, and he whispered: "It's interesting."

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Under the watchful eyes of many cultivators, Su Zimo walked all the way, and soon arrived at the gate of the city.

A dozen monks stood in front.

Each monk has a cold expression, carrying a long sword, and blocking the long street, obviously without the intention of giving way.

When Nangong Ling saw the leader, his expression changed drastically, and he whispered: "The sword is gone!"

The sword of Jianzong has no trace, third on the list of visions!

Ru Xuan spit out her tongue and secretly transmitted her voice: "It's broken, the sword is gone, and it seems to be shot! The sword energy of the little uncle has just been released and can't be shot again, what should I do?"

"Even if the little uncle can release that sword technique, it is useless, don't forget, the sword cultivates the vision of returning ten thousand swords to the sect without a trace, ten thousand swords surrender!"

Nangong Ling looked anxious, and said: "All sword repairs, in front of the sword without a trace, the combat power will be sharply reduced! The little uncle can't avoid it!"

Liu Hanyan murmured: "I hope that the sword will not be directed against us, if it is..."

After a pause, Liu Hanyan hesitated a little, and immediately seemed to have made some decision, saying: "If he wants to fight for the lava spar, I will let him."

Neither Nangong Ling nor Ruxuan spoke.

In front of the third place on the vision list, a sense of powerlessness surged in their hearts, and they could only give in!

This is absolute combat power crushing!

Moreover, most Jian Xiu are killers of blood.

If it is really because of the lava spar, the little uncle and them will be bloodied here, everyone will regret it.

At this moment, Su Zimo greeted him and said two words directly: "Get out of the way!"

The Nangong Ling trio were shocked!

How many of the cultivators in the Nascent Soul Realm would dare to talk to Jian Wuxiang like this?

"Huh?"

The sword raised his eyebrows without a trace, and the murderous intent appeared in his eyes, exuding a cold air, without any intention to hide it!

Nangong Ling hurriedly stepped forward, pulled off Su Zimo's sleeves, and said through the voice: "Little Master, don't be impulsive, you are a sword repairer, you can't match him!"

After a sudden change, Nangong Ling's attitude towards Su Zimo~IndoMTL.com~ has quietly changed.

Liu Hanyan looked worried, and said through a voice transmission: "Uncle Master, it's a big deal to give them this stone, we don't need to fight with them."

Fighting with Jian Xiu is extremely dangerous!

Sword repair is the way of killing and cutting. Whenever a sword is taken out, it will be returned by blood!

Su Zimo remained indifferent, still staring at Jian without a trace, and the momentum did not fall!

Jian Wuzong grinned and said: "You are not from Jianzong."

Originally, the monks in Fengyun City thought that Su Zimo was the descendant of the sword sect. Until this time, everyone reacted.

"Since I am not a descendant of Jianzong, why don't you worship me when you see me?"

The sword turned around without a trace.

"Why should I worship?"

Su Zimo asked indifferently.

"Haha!"

Sword Without a Trace, he looked up to the sky and laughed, proudly said: "Sword Sect is the place of pilgrimage for sword repair in the world. I am the most outstanding descendant of Sword Sect. If you see me not worshiping, you don't respect Sword Sect!"

"If you disrespect the Sword Sect, you are looking for death!"

Hearing these words, many monks shook their heads secretly.

"This person is over, and the sword is gone. I really want to die."

"It is his own sharp edge. He saw that the sword sect did not worship, and saw that the sword was gone without a trace, but he did not know how to converge. It is worthy to fall here!"

Nangong Ling's trio looked anxious, but they didn't know how to persuade them.

At this moment, Jian Wuxiang said again: "However, I think you are not easy to practice, so I can give you a chance. As long as you are willing to follow me, I will spare your life."

"This is a great opportunity!"

"I really didn't expect it, this is also quite clear."

"Being able to follow the sword without a trace means having the opportunity to worship the sword sect. This person is really fate."

Everyone was filled with emotion.

At this moment, everyone heard a sneer, full of mockery.

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