Chu Ling's eyes fell on the black-clothed assassin and asked lightly.

Thorn Xuan was startled, and his cold hair stood up, as if he was being targeted by an ancient beast. He has challenged the Chixuan Young Lord Xuanluo three times, and each time he was defeated but not dead, and was publicly recommended as the most talented killer of the generation of the Extinction Sect. claimed to be able to escape from the hands of the pseudo-saint, but when facing Chu Ling, it was as if he had met a natural enemy.

"No, run away. ”

Thorn Xuan's sixth sense, extremely trusting of himself, instantly shook his body, turned into a black light and fled.

"Whoosh. ”

Chu Ling had already moved, chasing after Thorn Xuan. He was obviously very slow, and in the eyes of everyone, it was like slow motion, but in an incredible moment, he arrived behind Thorn Xuan, like a glimpse of light, out of space.

This uncomfortable feeling made everyone almost want to vomit blood.

"Die. ”

Thorn Xuan is worthy of being the top assassin of the Extinction Sect, and in such a desperate situation, he is not afraid at all.

The black dagger in his hand turned into a streamer of light, stabbing at Chu Ling from an unimaginable angle. As soon as his dagger stabbed out, the piercing face began to wither in an instant, and the black silk was also nearly half pale.

The Sect of Extinguishing Emotions pays attention to killing with one blow.

In that instant, Thorn Xuan had already used the Soul Burning Soul Locking Spell, the secret technique of the Soul Destroying Sect, to turn half of his life force into power and pour it into the dagger in his hand.

"Bang. ”

The dagger broke through the sound barrier in an instant, and the degree became faster and faster, and in the end, only a faint light and shadow could be seen.

Double, double, triple... In the end, it reached a terrifying five-fold tone. In that snap of his fingers, Thorn Xuan struck the most terrifying blow in his life. This blow is even close to the power of the American electromagnetic gun.

Moreover, the dagger in the hand of the Thorn Xuan is a secret spiritual weapon of the Extinction Sect, which has no other effect, but it is integrated into the extreme west of the Kunxu Realm, and the extremely rare Star Pole Essence Gold is indestructible, even the body of the pseudo-saint can be broken.

'I'll trade half your life for your life, it's worth it.' ’

In the eyes of the piercing Xuan, a hint of joy just appeared.

I saw that Chu Ling didn't dodge or dodge, completely ignoring the dagger that stabbed him in the chest, and raised a hand to shoot it from afar.

'He wants to trade my life?' But my dagger must have stabbed him first. Thorn Xuan was puzzled, but the two of them fought, and between the lightning and flint, he didn't have time to think about it.

Just listen to the 'clang'.

Fused with the Star Pole Essence Gold, the dagger that was enough to break through the body of the pseudo-saint stabbed at Chu Ling's chest violently, and there was a sound of metal resonating. Thorn Xuan only felt as if he had hit an iron plate, not to mention killing, even if he stabbed into it, he couldn't do a penny.

"How is this possible?"

Thorn Xuan's eyes widened, I couldn't believe it!

The 'Immortal Dagger' of the Extinction Sect is that even the pseudo-saint does not dare to carry it with his body. Legend has it that only the suzerain of Lei Yin Mountain, known as the 'Dragon Elephant Zen Master' who is the first in the Kunxu realm, can use Donkey Kong's body to receive a blow from the immortal dagger without injury.

"Could it be that this person has already cultivated into the body of Donkey Kong? But it's impossible, the Dragon Elephant Zen Master is already the peak of the pseudo-saint, and he is only one step away from the emperor saint..."

Thorn Xuan was horrified in his heart, but he didn't have time to think about it, because Chu Ling's palm had already been slapped.

"Bang. ”

Chu Ling's right hand, white and delicate, like a woman's palm, couldn't even be smashed with wood, and gently slapped on the top of Thorn Xuan's head, but this person, who was known as the number one assassin of the younger generation in the Kunxu Realm, was smashed from head to toe on the spot, like fragile tofu. Even the spirits turned into powder.

Under the palm of his hand, Thorn Xuan died again!

Chu Ling came to Chicheng Mountain, but in just a minute or two, he had already killed two Spirit Venerable Cultivators in a row. And these two Lingzun cultivators, who were both powerful in China before, couldn't raise their heads in the entire East, and one person dared to fight the fierce characters of the Dragon Protector Villa.

"Shhh ”

Countless people gasped.

Many people didn't even see the fight between the two, and Thorn Xuan was already dead.

"Vulnerable, this is called real vulnerable. ”

A thought came to mind in the hearts of countless people.

Thunder Breaking Heaven and Thorn Xuan are both strong people above the middle stage of the Spirit Venerable, and they can hardly shake the peak of the Earth's Spirit Venerable, which is only weaker than the Pseudo-Saint. But they were in Chu Ling's hands, like flies.

Many people who did not go to the top of Yanshan to watch the battle understood for the first time what Chu Ling, the first person in the world, meant.

"Only by suppressing the world and being invincible can he be promoted by the world as the first in the world, and the king of Hades deserves it. "Guga Guru is in ten ways. Next to him, a person wearing an onmyoji robe, led by Eguanbo, nodded silently.

"Bastard!"

At this time, the Heavenly Immortal Son had just descended from the top of the mountain.

Seeing that Chu Ling not only didn't stop, but killed another person from the Immortal Sect. Suddenly, like a slap in the face, the three souls of the Heavenly Immortal Qi came out of the body, and the seven orifices smoked.

"Okay, well, today I must wash the secular world in blood, and use your blood to pay tribute to my junior brother. ”

The lightning in Tianyingzi's eyes skyrocketed, and there was a faint wind dragon roaring beside him, and the thunder sounded loudly.

And Chu Ling still ignored him, but instead rushed into the crowd of many immortals and went on a killing spree.

"Did you kill my Huaxia Martial Artist before?"

Chu Ling's figure flickered, and he came to the Faxiang monk with a cold gaze.

"I..."

The Dharma monk was afraid for the first time. In the face of these despised secular cultivators, this pseudo-saint descendant from Lei Yin Mountain only felt that his feet were trembling.

"I swore to take refuge in the East. Whoever transgresses my borders let him be killed. ”

Chu Ling's face was expressionless, he raised his palm, and patted it again from afar.

"Ahh ”

The monk of Faxiang is worthy of being the descendant of Lei Yin Mountain, at this critical juncture of life and death. The Great Thunder Sound Refining Body Technique was urged to the pinnacle. I saw that his whole body was like a steel cast, and the thunder of tigers and leopards sounded one after another, and the heavenly dragon chanted, resounding from the limbs and bones of the Faxiang, and all the internal organs and bones. His whole person is like a golden-bodied Arhat descending into the world, which is extremely sacred.

Taoists call the realm of the emperor saint a pseudo-saint, and the realm of Jindan is called the emperor saint.

In Buddhism, the emperor is the realm of Arhats, and Jindan is the realm of the Bodhisattva Donkey Kong.

At this time, the Dharma Monk was only half a step away from achieving the golden body of the Arhat, and he had already surpassed the Black Duke and others, and he was almost a pseudo-saint. I saw ten thousand golden lights, layers of clouds overflowing from the Dharma Monk's body, his expression was extremely sacred, he raised his hands, made a fist of Arhat dervishes, and stood towards Chu Ling.

"Die. ”

There was no joy or sorrow in Chu Ling's eyes, and countless tiny golden charms rose and fell like a tide.

His slender and white palm suddenly became crystal clear, like a piece of red jade glass. And in the glass, there are countless golden threads swimming.

The divine body is small, and he splits the emperor saint with one hand, not to mention the body of a half-step Arhat?

"Bang!"

In the eyes of everyone, the monk of the law took Chu Ling's palm raw, but he didn't move at all, he didn't suffer the slightest injury, and the hands that were erected were even more unsinkable.

"Blocked?"

Fellow Immortal Sect disciples, you are about to rejoice.

When I saw the Faxiang monk, a trace of bitterness suddenly appeared on my face. This is like bitterness, like the helplessness of Venerable Ananda when he fell into hell.

(End of chapter)