Chapter 913 Are You Worthy?

The Hidden Killing Sect monk was stunned.

In front of him, stood a man in a green shirt with an expressionless face, eyes like daggers, and murderous intent, looking at him coldly!

The long sword in his hand was caught between the two fingers of the man in green shirt, making it difficult to move at all!

"Little uncle!"

Nangong Ling almost screamed out in surprise for the rest of his life.

Su Zimo made a decisive killing move. After killing a Hidden Killing Sect cultivator in the crowd, he quickly turned back and blocked the killing blow of another Hidden Killing Sect assassin!

too fast!

Not on the same level at all!

Not many people can clearly see Su Zimo's movements.

Everyone's eyes were dazzled as Su Zimo had turned back and clamped the long sword of the Hidden Killing Sect monk between his two fingers!

What the Hidden Killing Sect is good at is almost all methods of concealment and assassination.

What the Hidden Killing Sect monks focus on is killing with one strike!

If he misses a hit, he will immediately escape thousands of miles away.

They are not good at confronting others head-on.

And Su Zimo's current physical body is no better than the perfect grade True Lord's magical weapon!

His physical strength is beyond what any Hidden Killing Sect monk can contend with!

Not to mention that the person standing in front of Su Zimo was a relatively ordinary monk from the Hidden Killing Sect. Even if a demon from the Hidden Killing Sect came, he would kill him on the spot!

Su Zimo has decided to establish his authority, so naturally he will not hold back.

A cold light flashed in his eyes, and his fingers moved!

Clang!

This long sword with cold light was pinched by his two fingers, and the tip of the sword flew upside down, directly into the eyebrows of the monk from the Hidden Killing Sect!

Poof!

Bloody light flashed, and the soul of the monk from the Hidden Killing Sect was also stabbed to pieces by the tip of the sword, and died on the spot.

In the blink of an eye, the two Nascent Soul Lords lay dead on the street!

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

Su Zimo stood there, exuding a shuddering aura!

This is the smell of blood!

After killing countless geniuses and stepping on the corpses of countless evildoers, the bloody aura accumulated!

Originally, Su Zimo didn't want to attract attention and kept his aura reserved.

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

Su Zimo glanced at him, and some people with evil intentions retreated one after another, not daring to look at him!

This is coercion!

The pressure from the top of the vision list!

Su Zimo took long strides and walked forward.

The crowd dispersed to make way for a passage.

Nangong Ling and the others quickly followed, closely following behind.

Along the way, Cheng Peng, the fifteenth person on the Vision List, was deposed, and the two great Nascent Soul Lords of the Hidden Killing Sect were killed, which really shocked many people.

Some monks who still want to snatch lava crystals have to weigh whether they can compete with Cheng Peng!

Not far away, many monks gathered around a Nascent Soul True Lord. This man was elegant and handsome, with eyes as bright as stars, looking at this side with a smile on his face.

Feiyumen dances with Tianyu, eleventh on the list of visions this time!

"Senior brother, do we want to take action?"

A Feiyumen monk asked in a low voice.

Wu Tianyu glanced sideways, looked at this person, and asked: "Can you stop that monk in blue shirt?"

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

The monk groaned.

Wu Tianyu shook his head and said calmly: "This person is unfathomable, and I am not sure. Zhongzhou is really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger. Cheng Peng's defeat is not unjust."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Tianyu's eyes moved and he looked at the group of monks at the gate of the city. The corners of his mouth slightly raised and he murmured softly: "This is interesting."

…

Under the watch of many monks, Su Zimo and others walked all the way and soon arrived at the city gate.

There were more than a dozen monks standing in front.

Each monk had a stern expression and stood in front of the long street with a long sword on his back, obviously showing no intention of giving way.

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

Sword Sect’s sword has no trace, third on the list of visions!

Ruxuan stuck out her tongue and said secretly: "It's broken. Jian Wuxin seems to be about to take action! The sword energy of my junior uncle has just been released and he can't take action again. What should I do?"

"It's useless even if the young master uncle can release that sword technique. Don't forget, Jian Wuzhen cultivated the vision of Wan Jian returning to the clan, and Wan Jian surrendered!"

Nangong Ling looked anxious and said: "All sword cultivators will have their combat power reduced sharply in front of Jian Wuxing! Even my junior uncle cannot avoid it!"

Liu Hanyan murmured: "I hope Jian Wuxin won't target us, if..."

After a pause, Liu Hanyan hesitated a little, and then seemed to have made a decision, saying: "If he wants to fight for the lava crystal, I will give it to him."

Neither Nangong Ling nor Ru Xuan spoke.

Facing the third person on the vision list, they felt a sense of powerlessness in their hearts and had no choice but to surrender!

This is an absolute crushing battle!

Moreover, most sword cultivators kill bloody people.

If it was really because of the lava spar that the young master uncle and them were involved in the bloodshed, everyone would regret it.

At this moment, Su Zimo had already stepped forward and said two words directly: "Get out of the way!"

Nangong Ling and the others were frightened when they heard this!

How many monks in the Nascent Soul Realm dare to talk to Jian Wuxing like this?

"Um?"

Jian Wuxing raised his long eyebrows, murderous intent emerged in his eyes, exuding a cold air, with no intention of hiding it at all!

Nangong Ling hurriedly stepped forward, pulled off Su Zimo's sleeves, and said through a message: "Little Master Uncle, don't be impulsive. You are a swordsman, you can't defeat him!"

After the incident just now, Nangong Ling's attitude towards Su Zimo has quietly changed.

Liu Hanyan looked worried and sent a message: "Uncle Master, at worst, give them this stone. We don't have to compete with them."

Fighting against a sword cultivator is extremely dangerous!

Sword cultivators practice the art of killing. Whenever you draw a sword, you will only return it when you see blood!

Su Zimo was indifferent and still looked at Jian Wuzhen, his momentum was not inferior!

Jian Wuxing grinned and said, "You are not from the Jian Sect."

Originally, the monks in Fengyun City thought that Su Zimo was the successor of the Sword Sect. It was not until this time that everyone realized what he was doing.

"Since you are not a descendant of the Sword Sect, why don't you worship me when you see me?"

Jian Wuxing changed the subject.

"Why should I worship?"

Su Zimo asked lightly.

"Ha ha!"

Jian Wuxing looked up to the sky and laughed, proudly saying: "Jian Zong is a place of pilgrimage for sword cultivators in the world. I am the most outstanding successor of Jian Zong. If you don't worship me, you are disrespecting Jian Zong!"

"If you don't respect Jian Zong, you are seeking death!"

Upon hearing this, many monks shook their heads secretly.

"This person is finished. He offended Jian Wuhen. He is really asking for his own death."

"It's because he was too sharp. He didn't bow to the sword sect when he saw it, and he didn't know how to restrain himself when he saw the sword without a trace. He deserved to die here!"

Nangong Ling and the others looked anxious, but they didn't know how to persuade them.

At this moment, Jian Wuxing said again: "However, I think it is not easy for you 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 can be regarded as a bright light."

"Being able to follow Jian Wuhen means that you have the opportunity to join the Sword Sect. This person is really destined."

Everyone was filled with emotion.

At this moment, everyone only heard a sneer, full of ridicule and banter.

"You alone are worthy of me following you?"