Chapter 872 You Can Try!

"this!"

"How is this going!?"

"How could they suddenly die!?"

"Brother, how did you fall, die...dead! No!"

"How is this possible, I clearly don't feel any power!"

"It's the power of the rules of death in teleportation! Chu Xiaobei and the man started, and one of them mastered the rules of death!"

"Oh my God, killing two-thirds of the people in the hall at once is too brutal!"

. "Be careful with your words. They were killed because of their rude words. Hey, don't fall, you...hey, you're dead."

"..."

One after another, the living people exclaimed and screamed in fear!

Because among the dead, many of these people have friends, so they are very dissatisfied.

But these dissatisfied people were immediately chilled by Su Lang's thoughts!

He is angry at this time, who dares to offend him, there is only one word in the end - death!

This time, among the living people, more than half of them died.

What Martial Gods, what Martial Saints, what Quasi Immortals... No matter what level you are in, all of them are shit!

When the remaining warriors saw this hellish scene, they immediately became cold and trembling, almost urinating.

But they didn't dare to run away.

Who knows if the act of running away will offend the other party and be directly killed by others! ?

therefore.

All the people alive in the hall stood tremblingly and cautiously, their mouths seemed to be sewn up, and they did not dare to make a sound.

certainly.

There is one exception.

That is the hall master of the teleportation hall, the Xuanheng Martial Immortal suspended in mid-air.

He froze there, obviously shocked by what happened suddenly.

The disdain in those eyes immediately turned into horror and anger!

It's not that Su Lang can't kill this person, but he wants to keep him and let him be a dog who leads the way!

but.

This Xuanheng Martial Immortal obviously didn't think so much. He thought that Su Lang couldn't kill him.

After all, even if the opponent has mastered the terrifying power of the death rule, his realm is only a quasi-fairyland.

"Dog bastard!"

"How dare you kill my subordinates and so many innocent warriors!"

"Today, I will first smash your corpse into ten thousand pieces, and I will bring Chu Xiaobei to the Hui clan, waiting for the fate!"

The furious Xuanheng Wuxian pointed at Su Lang's nose and cursed, his eyes were full of anger, and his face was twisted and hideous.

"You want to smash my corpse into thousands of pieces?"

Su Lang curled his lips noncommittally, "You can try!"

"Dare to be arrogant when death is imminent!"

Xuanheng Wuxian shouted sharply and punched Su Lang directly.

He is a Martial Immortal of Three Tribulations. He carries the power of terrifying rules and the vision of fiery red rules. He punches down, as if to destroy mountains and rivers!

Many of the warriors standing in the surrounding halls bleed from their seven orifices under this powerful force and fell to the ground.

They stared at Xuanheng Wuxian's punch with wide eyes, only to feel that it was the strongest punch in the world.

Under this fist, that young quasi-immortal will surely die!

However, the next millisecond.

"boom!!"

Xuanheng Wuxian's terrifying punch hit an inexplicable barrier halfway through, making a deafening sound.

He was like a steamed bun hitting an iron plate at a high speed, his rushing figure stopped abruptly, and he was twisted and deformed when he hit it, and it bounced instantly.

"boom!"

Xuanheng Wuxian uncontrollably slammed into a teleportation formation in the hall, breaking it into pieces.

"how can that be!"

"Who is blocking me? What is blocking me!?"

Lying in the shattered teleportation formation, the rage in Wuxian Xuanheng's heart was like pouring out a basin of ice water, which extinguished most of it directly, and was replaced by thick disbelief and deep fear.

In his opinion, Su Lang would definitely not be able to stop his punch.

Then... there must be a powerful Martial Immortal who secretly shot!

The other party seems to be only two people, but in fact, there are three people, or even more!

It must be so!

"No, you must ask for help!"

Xuanheng Wuxian trembled all over, and immediately sent a message of help.

at the same time.

The survivors standing in the hall also bulged in shock.

. The punch that destroyed the mountains and rivers actually didn't even reach the corner of the young quasi-immortal's clothes, and even his hair was not blown away, it was directly blocked and bounced off!

What kind of defense is this?