Chapter 597 Killing!

People are coming too fast.

Everyone only felt that in a flash, this person had already broken into the crowd, killed a sword cultivator, and came to Ji Yaoxue.

Everyone didn't even see clearly whether the person who came was a man or a woman, let alone his appearance.

"who!"

The Daxia guard beside Ji Yaoxue gave a loud shout, ran the golden pill frantically, and his spiritual power exploded.

boom!

The person who came did not retreat, and the speed was even faster. Before the long knife above his head came, he took the first step and punched the guard against the chest of Da Xia.

The body of Daxia Guard was directly beaten to pieces!

Another Jindan real person died!

hiss!

Everyone was shocked, took a breath of cold air, and took a half step back subconsciously.

After killing two people in a row, he stopped right next to Ji Yaoxue, bent down slightly, stretched out his palm, grabbed the spiritual rope on the latter's body, and pulled it hard!

Crash!

The spiritual rope was broken, and it was directly torn into several pieces!

Those Daxia guards who looked cold and slaughtered, also changed their expressions at this time.

This spiritual rope looks inconspicuous, but as long as it entangles the opponent, even the Great Perfection of the Golden Core is difficult to break free, let alone torn the spiritual rope directly.

What kind of power is this?

Until this time, many monks could clearly see the appearance of the person who came.

monk?

The person who came was actually a middle-aged monk, dressed in a light gray monk robe, a little pale after washing, quite strong in figure, with a resolute face.

The strangest thing is that this person can't feel the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power.

Not to mention them, even if True Monarch Yuanying spreads out his divine sense, he cannot detect the truth of people.

It's as if this middle-aged monk is covered with an invisible barrier, which can isolate the sense of consciousness!

Seeing that someone came to the rescue, Zhenjun Mingze was originally overjoyed.

After seeing Zhenzhen clearly see this person, Mingze Zhenjun's eyes showed disappointment again.

Although he could not detect the truth of this middle-aged monk, he could not feel the slightest fluctuation of mana in this person.

That is to say, this middle-aged monk is at most a Jindan monk.

And the current situation, even if the first Jindan real person arrives, it will not help.

Because, there are two sword cultivators in the Nascent Soul Realm opposite.

This is the most terrifying force that cannot be ignored!

Gusu Qi and Tianchen Zhenjun, obviously relying on their experience, probably guessed the cultivation level of the middle-aged monk.

True Monarch Tianchen sneered: "Hmph, little Jindan, I don't know whether to live or die!"

Hearing this sentence, Si Junyu breathed a sigh of relief and felt relieved.

As long as the person who comes is Jindan realm cultivation base, there will be no accidents!

All eyes fell on the middle-aged monk.

Ji Yaoxue is the same.

She looked at the unfamiliar face in front of her with a trace of confusion in her eyes.

She didn't know this person, why did this person risk his life to save her?

"Thank you buddy."

Even though she was confused, Ji Yaoxue still expressed her thanks.

The middle-aged monk was expressionless and nodded.

Ji Yaoxue frowned, a strange feeling suddenly surged in her heart.

Can't tell.

"Where did the wild monk come from, dare to interfere in the affairs of my Daxia Dynasty!"

With a stern shout, Jun Si interrupted Ji Yaoxue's thoughts.

The middle-aged monk turned around, his eyes swept across the three Yuan Ying True Monarchs who were still fighting in the air, he pondered a little, his eyes fell on Si Junyu who was not far away, his eyes were full of killing intent, and he stomped his feet!

Boom!

Earthquakes.

The hearts of many Jindan real people present trembled.

The middle-aged monk has disappeared in place!

Like an ancient vicious beast, it came on a rampage with a terrifying momentum!

Wherever he passed, the soil was surging, the sand and gravel splashed, and a huge gully appeared behind him!

Too strong!

A suffocating aura came over him.

A Daxia guard's reaction was a little slow, the long knife on the back in his hand had just been raised, and the palm of the middle-aged monk had already descended.

puff!

This person's head was slapped into the chest with a palm, the neck bone was shattered, and he died on the spot!

Another Daxia guard's long sword came, this man didn't even look at it, clenched it into a fist, and with his flesh and blood, he punched the blade!

"Die!"

The Daxia guard roared with a ferocious look in his eyes.

Click!

I didn't expect the sound of the blade cutting into the flesh.

There was no bloody flash as expected.

Everyone could see clearly that this top-grade spiritual weapon forged with red gold spar and a long sword with a thick back was actually smashed by a middle-aged monk with his bare hands!

puff!

Countless fragments flew upside down, directly shooting the body of this Great Xia Guard into a sieve, bleeding like a stream.

The man stared at him and fell straight down.

"Where did the demon monk come from!"

The sword cultivator of the Heavenly Sword Sect next to him was running his spiritual power, the long sword in his hand trembled, and he was arguing.

This is a perfect magic weapon!

Swish!

The long sword in this man's hand trembled.

In an instant, sword flowers appeared in mid-air, there were as many as thirteen!

There are many swords and shadows, and it is difficult to distinguish the true from the false!

The middle-aged monk's eyes flickered, he stretched out his palm directly, and he found the real body of the long sword in an instant!

Not only that, the five fingers of the middle-aged monk, like pouring molten steel, looked vigorous and powerful, cleverly avoided the edge of the long sword, and directly pressed on the ridge of the long sword!

All sword shadows dissipated.

The sword flower withered.

"Um?"

The sword cultivator's expression changed, subconsciously wanting to twitch the long sword.

Unexpectedly, this long sword of the perfect spirit weapon level was held down by the five fingers of the middle-aged monk, as if it was pressed under the Wuzhi Mountain, unable to move!

"not good!"

This person smelled a dangerous breath, and secretly shouted that it was not good. When he was about to withdraw his hands and retreat, it was already too late.

I saw the middle-aged monk sliding, holding the long sword with his five fingers, and gently pushing forward.

The whole action is like flowing clouds and water, and there is no sense of stagnation.

The sword edge directly wiped the man's throat.

An understatement, but enough to kill this person!

呲!

Blood mist spurts!

The sword cultivator desperately pressed the wound on his throat, but he couldn't stop the bleeding, and his eyes quickly dimmed.

Another three Jindan real people perished!

The whole process is slow, but in fact it only takes a moment.

The middle-aged monk's footsteps did not stop for a moment, and in the blink of an eye, he had left the five Jindan real people behind and came to Si Junyu.

Si Junyu was a little flustered.

Where has he seen such means, his guards, and even the sword cultivator of Jietian Jianzong, in the hands of this middle-aged monk, turned out to be like a piece of paper, unable to make a move.

This middle-aged monk is ruthless and decisive, all of them are killer moves, leaving no room for him!

"Here, kill him for me!"

Si Junyu let out a loud roar.

In front of him, there are also five Daxia guards and five Jianxiu from the Heavenly Sword Sect.

From Si Junyu's point of view, as long as ten Jindan Zhenren can entangle this middle-aged monk, and when two Yuanying Zhenjun kills Mingze Zhenjun in mid-air, and returns as soon as possible, this person will surely die!

"kill!"

The five Daxia guards roared and shot at the same time!

boom!

One of the sword cultivators of Jietian Jianzong's eyes brightened, and an extremely terrifying breath burst out from his body.