Chapter 1344 Killing Eve!

The distance between Nangong Sheng and the man in the blue shirt is getting closer and closer.

The three of them stared intently at the man in the blue shirt, exuding a strong coercion, as if they wanted to see through this man.

The man in the blue shirt was stared at by the three Nascent Soul True Sovereigns, and his expression did not change, there was no embarrassment at all, and he was very calm.

"Be careful, this person is indeed a little weird."

Nangong Sheng secretly transmitted his voice.

Both old slaves lived for hundreds of years, and they were both cautious.

"In Xia Nangong Sheng, dare to ask what your friends call you?"

Nangong Sheng immediately reported the name of the Nangong family.

In this Southern Territory, the names of the three great families are more effective than any Taoist title!

Nangong Sheng couldn't figure out the origin of the blue-shirted man, and he didn't act rashly, but made a test.

"It doesn't matter who I am."

The man in the blue shirt shook his head.

"What are you doing here?"

An old slave asked in a deep voice.

The man in the blue shirt smiled slightly and said, "I'm waiting for you."

"Wait for us?"

The old slave frowned.

The man in blue shirt is Su Zimo who came from Beiming Town!

Su Zimo raised his head slightly, looked at the sky, put away his smile, and said lightly, "It's getting late, I'll take you on your way."

After saying this, the three of Nangong Sheng instantly felt an icy chill that enveloped them!

Swish!

The three of them only felt a sway in front of their eyes, their figures swayed, and a tragic breath rushed towards them!

too fast!

Qinglian's real body didn't use all her strength, but with the outburst of her fleshly body, the three of Nangong Sheng couldn't react!

Among them, the two old slaves responded more slowly.

Nangong Sheng stepped back for the first time, but the two old slaves were half a step slower.

Su Zimo came to one of the old slaves, flipped his hand, slapped the old slave's head, and instantly shattered his skull, and his primordial spirit died!

The old slave didn't say a word, and the corpse fell from the air!

"you……"

Another old slave had split eyes, furious in his heart, and slapped his palm on the storage bag. Just as he had just sacrificed the flying sword, Su Zimo had already arrived in front of him!

Su Zimo killed one person, turned and rushed towards the other.

The whole process, without the slightest stagnation, is like running clouds and flowing water.

No one would have imagined that just now, he was a thin and sickly scholar, and in the blink of an eye, he would violently kill people with a thunderous force!

Su Zimo didn't make any extra moves. He stretched out his fingers and lightly tapped the old slave's eyebrows.

This old slave, seeing Su Zimo's fingers reaching out, couldn't escape at all!

His eyes flashed fiercely.

Since they are all dead, it is better to exchange life for life!

This old slave didn't care about the finger that Su Zimo pointed, but turned his divine sense, took out the flying sword, and stabbed Su Zimo between the eyebrows!

puff!

Su Zimo's fingers came first and landed on the brows of the old slave.

On the forehead of the old slave, there was an extra blood hole in an instant, and the blood flowed like a stream.

And the old slave's flying sword has also stabbed Su Zimo's eyebrows.

However, Su Zimo didn't even blink an eye, and let the old slave's flying sword stab at him.

when!

The flying sword poked at Su Zimo's face, and there was a crisp sound, as if Jin Ge were fighting!

Feijian falls!

The corner of Nangong Sheng's eyes twitched.

You know, this flying sword is a mid-grade True Monarch magic weapon, extremely sharp!

And now, let alone hurting this blue-shirted cultivator, there is no trace left on this person's skin!

"What kind of flesh is this?"

"how is this possible!"

In Nangong Sheng's mind, there was chaos, and countless questions emerged.

His cultivation realm, his physical strength, combat power, qi and blood, etc., are much stronger than those of the two old slaves.

But even so, at this time, he did not dare to fight with this blue-shirted cultivator!

Nangong Sheng didn't look back, he turned and ran away!

boom!

suddenly!

Behind him, there was a loud noise!

The whole ground trembled.

Nangong Sheng looked back subconsciously, and could not help but change color!

I saw the blue-shirted monk stomping on the ground with one foot, a big hole appeared on the ground, and the whole person rose up into the air at an extremely fast speed. In the blink of an eye, he had already caught up behind him!

"disease!"

Nangong Sheng didn't have time to think about it, his eyebrows flickered, and a black shadow burst out and slammed into Su Zimo.

Nangong Sheng bit the tip of his tongue lightly and spat out a mouthful of blood, which fell on the shadow.

This blood essence was spit out, and his expression suddenly slumped.

He can't take much care of it!

Contaminated by Nangong Sheng's blood essence, this black shadow rose against the wind and swelled in an instant, becoming a cauldron that was half the height of a human being!

On the body of this big cauldron, there are four dharma patterns.

This is a top-quality true monarch magic weapon!

Among the three great families, the Nangong family paid more attention to the refining of weapons and alchemy. Most of the weapons of the family were cauldrons and furnaces.

The big cauldron came over, Su Zimo's expression remained unchanged, he stretched out his palm and pressed towards the big cauldron.

boom!

Dading collided with Su Zimo's palm.

Su Zimo's figure remained motionless!

Although this cauldron is a top-quality true monarch magic weapon, the power that erupts is simply too small to be ignored for Su Zimo!

I saw Su Zimo stretch out his other palm, right in front of him, hugging this big cauldron with both hands, his arms exerting force!

This big cauldron was crushed by Su Zimo's hands at a speed visible to the naked eye!

Afterwards, Su Zimo's palms flew and rubbed a few times up and down, left and right.

Just now, he was still a big cauldron with a height of half a person, but in the blink of an eye, it was kneaded into a big iron ball by Su Zimo!

This big cauldron is a top-quality instrument of the True Monarch.

But Qinglian's real body is a sixth-grade fortune-telling Qinglian, supplemented by many divine weapons and sharp weapons, which can be compared with the innate Taoist magic weapon!

Between the two, there is a gap of two great realms!

Nangong Sheng's face turned pale and his scalp exploded!

His legs were weak, and he wanted to escape, but he felt that he couldn't move!

Su Zimo grinned at him and threw the big iron ball with his backhand.

Woo!

The wind howls!

A dark shadow descends!

boom!

Nangong Sheng couldn't react at all. He was hit hard on the chest by the big iron ball. In an instant, his muscles and bones were shattered, and his internal organs were smashed to shreds!

This fleshly body has been cut off from life!

Whoosh!

A ray of light escaped from Nangong Sheng's Heavenly Spirit Cover.

Yuanshen out of body!

Normally, the primordial spirit of the Nascent Soul Realm is extremely fragile. Once it leaves the physical body, even if there is no danger, it is difficult to survive.

But at this time, Nangong Sheng had no way out.

As soon as his primordial spirit left, he found a shadow shrouded in it.

His primordial spirit had already fallen into Su Zimo's palm!

This blue-shirted man with yellow cheeks just looked at him with a sigh of relief, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, his smile was not a smile, and his expression was full of mockery.

"You, you, who are you!"

Nangong Shengyuan roared loudly, his voice trembling!

"My name is Su Zimo."

Su Zimo smiled slightly.

Nangong Sheng was taken aback.

The name was extremely unfamiliar, and he had never heard it before.

Afterwards, the man in the blue shirt continued to say, "Daohao, Huangwu."

Nangong Sheng's eyes gradually widened, and every inch of primordial spirit was filled with endless astonishment!

Immediately afterwards, cracks appeared on Nangong Sheng's Primordial Spirit, the light dimmed, the vitality of life passed away, and it died out in an instant!

The primordial spirit of True Monarch Yuan Ying was already weak, and when he heard the word 'wild martial', Nangong Sheng was frightened to death!

The third update~