Chapter 671: A Killing God "Boom!"

The immensity of coercion rolls in. The sky was shocked, and the thunder was bursting, so that the people were like pressing Dayue, almost suffocating, and some people who had cultivated as weakness all collapsed to the ground, looking at the four powerful old men in horror!

These are the four powers, they join forces, who can resist?!

Suddenly, the crowd receded like a tide, and only stopped when it was out of the range of coercion.

"Phew!"

There was a touch of indifference at the corner of Samsara Mouth, and he didn't speak, but the arm holding the pitch-black short blade moved slightly, and suddenly the blood flashed, and the short blade directly cut into the neck of the Lang Evil Holy Son, and the flesh was divided into three points, and the blood flowed out.

This seemingly innocent short blade actually ignored all the defenses of the Lang Evil Holy Son and cut directly into the flesh!

"How is that possible?!"

The Holy Son of Beibi, who was hanging not far away, was also shocked, his eyes were round, his heart was shaken, and he could no longer maintain his previous calm and calm.

You must know that the Lang Evil Holy Son is a sun god body, this is one of the most bizarre physiques in heaven and earth, and it is the exclusive physique of the ancient gods!

His defense and power are unquestionable!

However, the man in black in front of him ignored all this, and the sun god energy was as if it didn't exist, and it couldn't affect him at all.

Not only him, but everyone in the audience was stunned.

"Is it so?"

Looking at the short blade in Samsara in his hand that was slightly bent like a sickle, the Holy Son of Beibi trembled, and a look of horror flashed in his eyes.

It is rumored that the number one killer organization in heaven and earth believes in the god of death, so the members of the god of killing are all armed with life-cutting scythes, implying that they are messengers of death!

Every member of the God Killing Organization is a natural killer, all of them are terrifying, they have no trace, they kill without a trace, and their shots are all one-hit kills, in the eyes of the world, they are the Grim Reaper!

However, the God-Killing Organization has long since retired, and no one has seen the God-Killing Killer for hundreds of thousands of years, and now almost everyone has forgotten the existence of this No. 1 Killer Organization

And now, a man dressed in black and holding a short scythe appeared in front of him alive, how could he not be shocked?

The more he thought about it, the more chilled the Holy Son of Beibi felt in his heart, if such a person wanted to kill himself, how could he resist it?

He didn't expect that the reincarnation that had been following Xue Yan in the Zhantian Ancient Tomb would be a killing god, and now that he appeared, it must have been for Feng Hao

This point, the Lang Evil Holy Son is also very clear, and suddenly his heart is cold, his face is like ashes, and a touch of unwillingness flashes on his face.

He knew that it was impossible to kill Feng Hao this time, and he couldn't help but regret a little in his heart why he didn't kill him with one blow just now.

"Don't do it!"

The four old men were frightened and dispersed together, and one of the old men screamed, their faces full of panic.

They understood that if they and the others were forced to go on again, they would have to collect the corpse of the Lang Evil Holy Son.

"Let him go!"

Samsara looked at the four elders coldly, his mouth opened slightly, and cold words spit out from his mouth, carrying this undoubted meaning.

It's the first time he's done to hijack such a thing, in fact, he's still a little unaccustomed!

"You let our Holy Son go first!"

An old man shouted with a hideous face.

This time it was not only the Lang Evil Holy Son who was embarrassed, but they were even more embarrassed, the four of them were present, and they actually let their own Holy Son be kidnapped, if such a thing was spread out, how could they still have the face to come out and mix?

Therefore, they hate reincarnation to the core, and as long as they have the opportunity, they will definitely launch a thunderous blow.

"Humph!"

Samsara eyes narrowed slightly, snorted coldly, the palm of his hand moved slightly, and the blade left a circle of blood marks on the neck of the Lang Evil Holy Son, the blood was pooled, faintly, the throat could already be seen, if it was cut, the Lang Evil Holy Son would not be able to live.

"Don't, let's release them!"

The old man from before hurriedly shouted, and directly removed the confinement of Feng Hao to show his sincerity.

"Ahem!"

Feng Hao coughed up blood again, he no longer had a piece of good meat in his body, and the skin was open everywhere, even the heaven-level medicinal properties could not be cured all at once.

He glanced at the four old men coldly, and then swept towards the reincarnation, during which the four old men did not dare to move again, and watched Feng Hao walk away.

They knew that the man in black would really kill someone!

Because, what reincarnation did at this time was no different from killing the Lang Evil Holy Son, so they didn't dare to force reincarnation at all.

"Thank you!"

Approaching, Feng Hao arched his hand towards reincarnation.

He probably guessed that it should be Xue Yan who saw that he would have this catastrophe on his face, so he let the reincarnation come here, and he couldn't help but feel more grateful to Xue Yan in his heart.

The corners of Samsara's mouth curved slightly, and a flash of joy flashed in his heart.

Undoubtedly, his actions had succeeded in winning the friendship of the teenager.

And the Lang Evil Holy Son gritted his teeth and glared at Feng Hao viciously.

It's this teenager who has embarrassed himself again and again, lost again and again, and he hates!

He is a god, but he has been planted in the hands of this seemingly ordinary young man again and again, and he is unwilling!

The people in the distance were speechless, they were all shocked, quietly watching the development of things, some of the cowardly, just hiding, not daring to stay for a long time!

After all, the Lang Evil Holy Son is a person who wants to become the Holy Lord, and now he has been kidnapped, this is undoubtedly the biggest stain, with his small belly and chicken intestines, can he tolerate this?

No one can say for sure, so it's better to be careful!

"I have already released him, and I hope that Mr. can release our holy son!"

The old man exclaimed with a grim face.

At this point, they are very afraid that reincarnation will kill!

"Humph!"

Samsara glanced at him coldly, and then set his eyes on Feng Hao.

"Let's go to the Tianwu Auction House!"

The corners of Feng Hao's mouth curved slightly, and he said lightly, and the faces of the four old men suddenly turned from blue to white, and even a trace of fear flashed in their eyes.

They couldn't forget what happened last time, especially the old man who was photographed by Elder Feng, but he could lie on the bed for half a month before he recovered, and now that he thought about it, his body still ached faintly.

However, the situation in front of them does not allow them to choose at all, so they can only retreat, let their debut, and follow far behind.

After being slightly stunned, the Holy Son of Beibi also followed.

"There's a big drama to watch now!"

Many people are excited with a sparkle in their eyes.

Actually, it's a good thing to watch this kind of high-flying guy being trampled on, isn't it?