Chapter 557: The strength of the silver-haired Shura
"Okay, it deserves to be the third Yama of the main hall. ”
Liao Qifeng was the second hall master of the Senluo Palace, and he regained his composure in an instant, with a gloomy face, staring at the depths of the sand and dust rolling.
"If this seat didn't guess wrong, the third hall master, you already knew that this seat would find someone to join forces against you. ”
"But I don't understand, how can you recognize this seat? Also, what the hell is going on with the tiger you just turned away from the mountain and then disappeared out of thin air?"
Mo Fei's heart sank, Liao Qifeng was really powerful, worthy of being the second Yama of the Senluo Palace, and he actually thought of the key to the problem so quickly.
Just now in the center of the auction venue, he and Liao Qifeng just put on simple makeup, and did not deliberately change their appearance. It's not that they are not cautious enough, but Liao Qifeng is extremely sure that the silver-haired Shura doesn't know them at all, and it makes no difference whether they use their true faces or not.
But now it seems that the situation is not what Liao Qifeng thinks at all.
If he hadn't recognized him and Liao Qifeng early on, why did the silver-haired Shura turn the tiger away from the mountain and deliberately lure them here?
Not to mention Liao Qifeng, in fact, he also wants to know the answers to these two questions.
"Hehe, the second hall lord is really joking, you are the next target of this seat, if you can't even figure out your whereabouts, how can this seat challenge your position as the second hall master?"
"And, you think too highly of yourself. ”
"I'm just worried that you're deliberately making trouble and affecting my purchase, so I used a little trick to get you away in advance. ”
"What is the transfer of the tiger from the mountain, this is at most to lure the snake out of the hole and bring you here, and this seat will take the time to solve it together. ”
"As for disappearing into thin air, I'm sorry! I'm just saying, with your knowledge, I'm afraid I can't understand it at all, and I don't like to waste time. ”
The silver-haired Shura chuckled twice, shrugged his shoulders, and explained a few sentences very carelessly.
The corners of Mo Fei's mouth twitched, and he turned the tiger away from the mountain. Lure the snake out of the hole? What do you mean, doesn't this mean that they don't deserve to be called a 'tiger', at most a 'snake'? They don't take them too seriously, right?
Suddenly, the silver-haired Shura kicked out.
Before Mo Fei could react, he saw a huge figure fly upside down from the dust.
Bang!
The ground shook, and in a deep pit, a huge burly figure struggled to its feet, a large hand tightly covering its abdomen, and its hideous face was full of pain.
The corners of Mo Fei's mouth twitched, completely speechless.
The Hercules of the Martial God Kingdom still has the blood of the giant clan, but he was kicked out by the silver-haired Shura casually, and he was still in pain like this.
I'll go, who is Hercules, who is the blood of the giants?
Suddenly, a scythe-like light slashed through the air, and the tumbling sand was split in two.
Bite!
The silver-haired Shura was still calm, but his fingers were firmly against the tip of a short blade.
It was extremely strange that the sharp tip of the blade could not penetrate the finger in the slightest.
Liao Qifeng's gloomy face changed instantly, and he exclaimed in disbelief:
"It can't be!"
Mo Fei was also stunned, and even his back was covered with cold sweat unconsciously.
"I'll go, who is this?
The short blade was full of cold light, and you could clearly feel the cold air from such a distance.
Mo Fei recognized it at a glance, this was the murderous aura, or the cold murderous aura that gradually formed after killing an unknown number of people.
Moreover, the knife just now was extremely fast, and even the rolling sand and dust were directly cut away.
Especially with the help of the Bright Eye Rune, he could still only see a little afterimage.
If he is replaced, with this knife, a few lives are not enough to die.
However, no matter how powerful this knife is, the silver-haired Shura is obviously even more terrifying.
Obviously, when he couldn't catch it with the naked eye, he actually used only one finger to easily resist the extremely sharp short blade, and he didn't even see the slightest fluctuation in his expression.
Contempt! This is absolutely contempt!
But to be able to defy the sneak attacks of the two powerhouses before and after, how terrifying is the strength of this silver-haired Shura?
What's more, he was specially invited by Liao Qifeng to kill this silver-haired Shura.
Is this the rhythm of being tired of being alive and looking for death?
Mo Fei secretly swallowed his saliva, and his heart instantly sank to the bottom.
"Oh, this is a bit of a sight, the first master of the Martial God Kingdom, Prince Xu, a sword immortal, known as the Earth Immortal King, Guangye, the most brilliant record is that he once killed three Earth Immortal level powerhouses with one sword. ”
"Well, this Prince Xu is the grandfather of the Seventh Prince of the Martial God Kingdom, and even a sword immortal can be invited, it seems that the second hall has either established a good relationship with Prince Xu, or has cooperated with the seventh prince. ”
"Not to mention, the strength of this one-knife immortal is indeed not bad. ”
"However, the second hall master, just these two, it seems that it is not enough. ”
The silver-haired Shura didn't even look at the sword fairy Guangye beside him, and his playful gaze fell directly on Liao Qifeng, who was pale.
"No way! How can you be so powerful?"
"Hercules, a sword immortal, is all a well-known top powerhouse in the Martial God Kingdom, and he is definitely more than a step above the other Yamas in our Senluo Palace. ”
"Since you are so powerful and can easily defeat Hercules and the One Sword Immortal, it is absolutely impossible for the other Yamas of our Senluo Hall to let you waste so many years. ”
Liao Qifeng's face was blue, sweating profusely, and he stared at the silver-haired Shura in disbelief.
Yes, as early as many years ago, the silver-haired Shura began to challenge the nine great Yamas of the Senluo Hall step by step.
But if the silver-haired Shura already had such terrifying strength to crush other Yamas, why would people waste so many years?
It was based on this judgment that Liao Qifeng always thought that although the strength of the silver-haired Shura was very strong, it was slightly stronger than those Yamas below, because he was not sure, so he had to spend a little more time.
But now, the facts are in front of him, and the strength of the silver-haired Shura is completely enough to crush a few of them, which makes Liao Qifeng unable to figure it out.
Mo Fei was also full of disbelief, the strength of the silver-haired Shura, not to mention beyond Liao Qifeng's expectations, also exceeded his expectations.
This situation is obviously extremely unfavorable to them.
"The second hall lord said with a smile, although the Senluo Hall advocates the law of the jungle, but the goal of this seat is not only the position of a few of you, but also the power in your hands, and all the power you control secretly. ”
"If you want to get this, it's obviously useless to just kill a few of you. Therefore, there is no way to do it, so I can only spend a little more time and come step by step. ”
The silver-haired Shura looked at Liao Qifeng lightly and said the truth very calmly.
Mo Fei raised his eyebrows slightly, this was the internal secret of the Senluo Palace, although he didn't understand it very well, but he still vaguely knew one thing.
Senluo Hall advocates the strong of the weak, as long as there is strength, you can climb to a high position in a short time.
But climbing to a high position doesn't seem to mean that you can fully control the power in your hands.
The silver-haired Shura obviously had the strength to crush the other Yamas, but he did not rush to defeat the other Yamas, but preferred to spend many years and advance step by step, with the aim of completely mastering all the power in the hands of each Yama, both overt and secret.