Chapter 603: Kill with One Palm! ．

Do you want to dance too?

"Hiss!"

Hearing this, the burly man's face changed in shock. So, do I want to dance too? Do I want to die too? Where did this saint come from? Why can he sweep away everything and surpass all the heroes? Is this really the person Tou Ming found?

He turned his head and looked at Tou Ming.

Dressed in white.

Why is he as free and easy as an immortal?

"No! I dare not! Senior, I was wrong!"

He begged for mercy directly, his mouth twitched, his scalp was cold, as if a basin of cold water was poured on him.

"Wrong?"

"I asked if you want to dance too?"

"Why did you answer the wrong question!"

Su Lianyue's eyes were cold.

Wave your sleeves!

Buzz!

The world in front of him changed drastically, the sky was dark, everything was decaying, the north wind was whistling, and the cold wind was howling.

The burly quasi-saint sensed the change and looked up boldly, but saw blood and bones flowing on the ground, corpses piled up like mountains, blood gathered into a sea, and in the distance a figure wearing golden armor was active on the battlefield, carrying out the great reckoning and crushing the immortals and saints.

The bloody moon hung high in the sky, and the blood moon hung on the sparse tung trees. This was an extremely bloody night.

In the distance, magma flowed, mixed with red blood, corroding the earth, the earth withered, the lives were charred, and the bones became halberds.

"Kill!"

A tall figure wearing Yan armor rushed over strongly, and joined forces with another saint to attack the golden armor figure.

But the golden armor figure was killing saints and had no time to deal with them. In front of her, a true saint's head just flew up, blood rain was floating, cruel and ruthless.

After hearing their words, she just turned her head and glanced at them lightly.

In an instant.

Reincarnation method.

One glance for ten thousand years.

In a trance, the two great figures were stunned, and the end of the world appeared in their pupils. The earth collapsed, the universe was broken, and the laws were surging. That look made them see how many saints she had just killed, how many immortals she had destroyed, and how many mountains of corpses and blood she had created. This was not an illusion, but a fact. She wanted to kill everything and slaughter everything.

"You, do you want to dance too?"

A voice passed by.

The two saints were shocked in an instant. These were two true saints, not quasi-saints who had one foot in the holy realm, but they also trembled under this sentence, knowing how insignificant they were. Do you want to dance too? This light and floating word contains danger, murderous intent, and death!

"Run!"

The two saints changed color in an instant, and did not dare to stay any longer, and turned and left.

However.

Everything was powerless.

The golden-armored figure just waved his palm lightly, and the dome collapsed, the earth shattered, and a vortex erupted in the void of billions of feet, spreading to the end of the sky. This palm spanned the endless area and fell on the two of them mercilessly.

"Bang!"

The burly man felt a blackness in front of his eyes, and when he looked up, he found that his body was broken. This palm fell straight on his head. Before it fell, the terrifying gas explosion had already hit the depths of his soul. The body of the saint collapsed instantly, like a clay sculpture, inch by inch, and everything returned to dust.

"Ah!"

He only felt a blackness in front of his eyes, and when he came to his senses, he found that he had returned to the stage, with endless cold sweat all over his body, and muttered in his sleep: "Where! Is it so terrible!"

Hu Yanzhuo took a breath of cold air and looked at this scene in disbelief, but before he could come to his senses, the saint opposite raised a pair of white jade hands, as if judging him, and waved gently!

"Buzz!"

In the void, the fiery red magic paper fell, containing an extremely brilliant blow, and fell towards him mercilessly.

"Hiss!"

Hu Yanzhuo was horrified and didn't even dare to face it head-on. He wanted to drive his body and escape from the range of Taixuan Dao Sect in an instant. Even though he knew that there was a ban on the Martial God Altar, he subconsciously wanted to escape. It was terrible, too terrible, and he didn't dare to fight at all.

But as soon as he raised his foot, he found that he couldn't get out and couldn't break free. The Holy Domain had already locked him. No matter how much power he burst out, he couldn't break free.

"No!"

"Don't!"

"I was wrong!"

He yelled.

Su Lianyue said coldly: "I give you this magic paper, and I hope you can catch it!"

Buzz!

In an instant, the red magic paper wrapped in brilliant power submerged him.

Hu Yanzhuo's body was rotten and was impacted into endless blood. Dust returned to dust, and earth returned to earth. It splashed on the stage, and blood was everywhere.

"Buzz!"

His figure reappeared below the stage, gasping for air and patting his chest, shouting like Wang Wei: "I'm not dead! I'm not dead! Hahaha, I'm really not dead!"

The whole audience was silent.

Everyone's face was filled with fear. It was too scary, really too scary. Originally, it was thought that killing four immortal kings with a slap was scary enough, but now a quasi-saint was killed with a slap, and another piece of magic paper turned Hu Yanzhuo into blood. This...wasn't it really a dream?

If there was no pool of blood on the stage, I would have thought it was an illusion.

After a long period of silence, there was finally a rustling sound.

"Hiss, hiss, the person Tou Ming called over is so scary..."

"More than scary, it's extremely scary! Scary to the extreme!"

Lin Wudi and many peak masters had different expressions on their faces. Some were surprised, some were shocked, and some were shocked. When they recovered, everyone had an illusion in their hearts that Tou Ming seemed to be invincible in the whole sect. Although he relied on that woman to beat him, it was still within the rules of the martial arts competition, and no one was dissatisfied.

On the Dengfeng side, except Huang Jiulong, everyone was stunned.

Huang Jiulong himself was also in a state of shock. Ah, killing a quasi-saint is like killing a chicken. Is it so terrible?

After a long time, Lin Wudi suppressed his joy and said, "Who else is going to challenge Su Changge?"

I thought there was no one.

"Me!"

He blurted it out almost without thinking.

As soon as the voice fell.

Boom!

The terrifying pressure swept across, like the sun pressing down, and the terrifying pressure gradually increased, covering the area within a radius of hundreds of millions of miles. The sword fairy spit out blood on the spot, feeling the blood in the body being impetuous and violent.

Everyone was shocked and turned their heads to look. They saw ripples in the void, and a man was filled with terrible arcs, like a lightning summoner, stepping through the void and leaving.

Landed on the opposite side.

He glanced at Su Changge casually, without saying a word, and then set his eyes on Su Lianyue. He came up to challenge Su Lianyue, and had nothing to do with Su Changge. Looking at him was already a great gift.

"Hey! It's Shangguan Ce, the younger brother of Senior Brother Shangguan!"

"Hiss! It's Shangguan Ce, he's a quasi-saint. I haven't seen him take action for hundreds of years. Now he takes action, this...!"

Countless people were all in an uproar.

Shangguan Ce.

Shangguan Lingyun's brother, at the peak of quasi-saint level, just one step away from becoming a true saint. He once suppressed many quasi-saints with one finger, and a piece of magic paper drove the entire East China Sea water, even the seabed, an extremely terrifying existence.

The breathing in the field froze.

Everyone looked at it in shock. Even such a heavyweight figure was gone, and I'm afraid we will see the battle of saints soon.

"That woman, you are just a saint only in spirit and soul, and your cultivation is still at the early stage of quasi-saint. I really don't know what you are proud of." Shangguan Ce's voice was cold, as if he was looking down on ants.

Turning his head again.

Looking at Su Changge.

He said in a deep voice: "I really don't know what you have that can attract her to help you. Is it really because of your face?"

"How dare you!" Su Lianyue was angry. She would never allow anyone to insult the young master, even herself.

Shangguan Ce looked back at her and smiled coldly: "It's just a saint with incomplete rules. What's there to be afraid of? Unless you can blow my mouth, I will shut up."

"But, can you?"