Chapter 338: Mockery
At the same time, there was another person who laughed maniacally.
"Hahaha, since this kid still refuses to pay, we will kill him. After killing him, let's eat four green fruits one after the other, so that we can improve our strength. Wouldn't it be a great thing for us to climb to the top of the tower again and get the fragments of supernatural powers?"
At this time, the hoarse voice obviously became impatient, and said in a cold voice.
After hearing the hoarse voice, a cold light flashed in the other person's eyes, and he reached out and patted his waist. A long, cold-glittering knife appeared in his hand. With the release of dark energy, a layer of black mist shrouded the long knife.
"Boy, this is the so-called dying for wealth, dying for food! Since you are so stubborn and refuse to hand over those green fruits, then I can only send you on your way!"
Then, the long knife in the man's hand was clenched, and he spun it around and slashed it directly at the short man's head.
"Bang!"
I saw the long knife swing in the air, piercing through the sky with the sound of an explosion in the air. Then, mixed with the sound of a terrorist explosion, the long knife slashed straight down like a meteor.
"Strong!"
However, just as the long knife was about to cut the short man, the man holding the long knife suddenly noticed that the long knife he was dangling suddenly stopped and stopped in mid-air.
"This... How could it be!"
Then the man with the long knife saw a scene that he would never forget in his life.
I saw a black sword, collected by the spirits of the Netherworld. The power is growing. A senior soul fighting master, a soul fighting master at the end of the day, the strength of a seemingly small person has even reached the master-level soul fighting master.
"Master Soul Master
Looking at the scene in front of him, he completely destroyed the confidence of the man with the long sword. He was dumbfounded.
The strength of a master soul fighter is the crushing existence of a long sword man who only has a high-level soul fighter.
Including the one with a hoarse voice, they never thought that a master-level soul fighting master would appear here and make them feel like a dream.
The soul fighter of this power is not the clan or core existence of a certain clan.
But for what they saw, they couldn't believe it was real.
"Before... I don't know Tarzan. Please spare my life!"
The man with the long knife had a completely changed face, and he said hesitantly, his eyes even more solemn.
"Poof!"
Almost as soon as he spoke, a long black sword passed through his chest like a ghost. Then, a stream of blood rose like a beautiful flower.
The difference is that the blooming flowers are red and there is a blood cavity in the ground.
"Wow!"
At this time, I saw the long sword in the thin man's hand like a spiritual snake. I pierced my sword through the man's chest, quickly swept it out, and cut it down to the man in a hoarse voice. It's too fast, it's not responsive at all.
"Phew
With a soft snap, I saw the hoarse-voiced man kneeling on the ground, leaving a long scar on his chest, and blood gushing out like a spring, which soon soaked the ground.
Almost in the blink of an eye, he had killed two high-level soul battle masters.
It's clean and clean. Not dragging!
Seeing this scene, Luo Jiuxiao's face changed slightly.
I also didn't expect to meet a master soul fighting master here.
At this time, I saw the thin man slowly stand up, and the dark sword was slowly drawn out, carefully wiping the blood stains on the sword.
After a while, I saw the thin man's wrist trembling, and the energy in the netherworld soared into the sky, and then disappeared into the air, paddling in the air, and walking in the direction where Luo Jiuxiao was.
"No!"
Seeing this sudden change, Luo Jiuxiao's face changed drastically, and his pupils narrowed.
Although Luo Jiuxiao currently has five powers to transform the God Realm, if he can make full use of these five powers, it may be similar to the power of a master-level soul fighting master.
However, since this giant tower was arranged with a spiritual confinement array, Luo Jiuxiao could not use any spiritual power at all, and the gloomy and strong qi on Luo Jiuxiao's body was at most equivalent to the strength of the Spirit Fighter Master.
Facing a master-level fighting soul master, Luo Jiuxiao's strength is not worth mentioning. He is easily defeated.
"Since you're here, don't go!"
A cold voice came out of the mouth of a small man. Between the waves, two faint blue flames flashed, burning the two bodies that had fallen to the ground.
After all this, the short man turned around and went straight to Luo for nine nights. The dark sword in his hand, like a shadow, was extremely powerful, and it was murdered by someone.
Once, a few drops of cold sweat fell from Luo Jiuxiao's forehead.
Facing this little guy with the strength of a master-level fighting soul master, Luo Jiuxiao didn't dare to relax. The fact that the opponent was able to kill two high-level soul fighting masters without much effort showed that strength was very important.
"You want to kill me, it depends on whether you have that kind of power!"
Luo Jiuxiao's eyes flashed with cold light, and he said coldly.
After hearing Luo Jiuxiao's answer, the short man snorted coldly, and his figure flashed like a ghost. For a while, a dark and dark spirit appeared around his body, hovering around his body, with the sky and the earth in the air.
With the change of the little man, the sword in his hand suddenly shook and turned into a whip, like a snake biting Luo Jiuxiao's throat.
"Here..."
Looking at the powerful momentum displayed by the short man, Luo Jiuxiao's face couldn't help but stop.
It wasn't that Luo Jiuxiao was shocked when he saw the powerful momentum of the dwarf, but he didn't expect that the long sword that the dwarf had just used to kill people was actually formed by his Yin Spirit.
It's hard to imagine Luo Jiuxiao. The Nether Souls collected by master soul fighters can even be compared to advanced spirit treasure weapons.
At the same time, the whip in the thin man's hand was like a black snake, and it was very sharp and strange to Luo Jiuxiao's throat.
"In that case, I'll give back in the same way!"
Seeing this scene, Luo Jiuxiao couldn't help but take a sip of the crisp sound in his mouth, and the Nether Soul was released. Before him gathered a sturdy shield, one made entirely of the spirits of Hades.
"Bang!"
Only a loud bang was heard, and the whip in the short man's hand turned into a rain of flowers, and he launched an attack on the shield that Luo Jiuxiao had collected in all directions. The powerful and terrifying force made the Luo Jiuxiao shield in front of him tremble.
However, even so, Luo Jiuxiao could still predict that his shield would not last long.
"Bang!"
A moment later, with a loud bang, Luo Jiuxiao's condensed shield turned into fragments and disappeared into the air.
However, Luo Jiuxiao, who had rich combat experience, quickly dodged the moment the shield was broken, and did not dare to delay at all.
"Whew!"
This sharp and strange whip was directly drawn at the place where Luo Jiuxiao was standing just now. If Luo Jiuxiao hadn't dodged in time, I'm afraid the corpse would have been shattered on the spot.