Strong!

It's too strong!

If it weren't for seeing it with their own eyes, who would have dared to believe that there was such an invincible young man.

Su Zhao is only in his early twenties, if he is given a few more years of growth time, will this world still have a balance on him?

The king-level powerhouse, Bu Pengjing, was still kneeling there, with a lot of dust on his forehead. He did not dare to complain, although he felt deeply humiliated by the present situation.

In the face of absolute strength, Bu Pengjing did not dare to show any displeasure and other abnormalities.

After all, his life was in the hands of this young man.

Su Zhao was happy, Bu Peng Whale could live. Su Zhao was not happy, if the Buddha arrived, he would not be able to take a life from Su Zhao's hands.

"It's impossible to live."

Su Zhao raised his hand and grabbed at the void casually.

The saber on the waist of a female disciple of the Phantom Sea Sect was unsheathed and held in Su Zhao's hand.

The sword was thrown in front of Bu Pengjing, and Su Zhao said that he could leave him a whole corpse.

For a while, many emotions flashed through Bu Pengjing's mind.

Unwillingness, anger, murderousness, despair, madness, collapse......

In the end, Bu Pengjing suddenly seemed to be dozens of years old, and his trembling hands slowly picked up the ordinary long sword.

With the body of a king-level powerhouse, how did the blade of the sword forged by iron hurt.

"Can't you really live?" Bu Pengjing regretted that for the sake of profit, he actually ran to the Phantom Sea Sect, so that he was about to die here.

There is no regret medicine in the world, it is really a hateful thing!

Su Zhao didn't answer, some things only need to be said once.

Understand or not, Bu Pengjing has a sense of proportion.

When these people bullied Su Halva, they didn't have any hesitation or mercy at all.

As a result, Su Zhao was not merciful.

Bu Pengjing understood what Su Zhao meant, he closed his eyes, his face turned pale in an instant, and then a large amount of blood spurted out of his mouth. Bu Peng's waist slowly turned into a hunchback, and his trembling hand grasped the long sword and stabbed it into his heart.

Dissipate the spiritual energy of the whole body, and this long sword can break through the body of a king-level powerhouse.

A generation of king-level powerhouses who dominate the outside world, and those who are forced can only choose to commit suicide!

I'm afraid it's Huaguo, the only thing!

or was killed by Su Zhao by cruel means, and there were no bones left. Either commit suicide and give yourself a comfortable way to die.

Although Bu Pengjing is unwilling, he can only choose the second option to make his death more comfortable.

In his heart, he was full of hatred for Su Zhao.

If there is an afterlife, Su Zhao's descendants will definitely be killed!

As a king-level powerhouse, Bu Peng's whale fell, with endless and helpless hatred!

Su Zhao walked over to the Bu Peng whale lying on the ground and held the hilt of the erected sword.

Spiritual energy poured into the long sword, domineeringly sucking the spiritual energy and blood bone essence in Bu Peng's body, refining the sword body.

As Su Zhao pulled the long sword out of the corpse little by little, the sword had a bit more thick but sharp aura.

The psionic energy peeled away impurities and heaviness from the sword's body, giving the sword its previous lightness.

The previous sword was only light, but now this sword has been tempered by the spiritual energy and blood bone essence remaining in the corpse of the Bu Peng whale, and this sword is a little more agile.

Before borrowing the sword, this sword was a mortal sword.

Now, it's a spiritual weapon.

Over time, this sword still has a lot of potential.

"Thank you." Su Zhao palmed his hand for a while, and the long sword returned to the sheath.

The female disciple of the Phantom Sea Sect pulled out her sword, and obviously felt that there was more spiritual wisdom in the long sword.

The sword was no longer a dead thing, but an arm that could echo itself.

"Thank you!"

The female disciple became excited, this is a spiritual weapon that the elders in the sect can't ask for!

Could it be that this young man is God?

In less than ten minutes, the Mortal Vessel of Iron was endowed with a spirit.

I'm afraid that only God can have such means!

The female disciple looked at Su Zhao's eyes, and she couldn't hide her admiration and admiration.

Su Yuanzhong also felt the earth-shaking change in that long sword, and he couldn't understand how Su Zhao did it.

This person is young, and his methods are really unpredictable.

There were two corpses on the ground, but there should have been three corpses. In Su Zhao's Quartet Killing Enchantment, none of Mi Xuan's corpses were left with bones, so only two corpses could be seen.

These are three king-level powerhouses!

In Su Zhao's hands, it was easy to wipe them all out!

The more unpredictable Su Zhao's methods were, the more Su Yuanzhong regretted it.

If I knew this, I wouldn't have arranged that bullshit marriage.

Su Zhao's gaze fell on Su Yuanzhong's body.

Xiaohua jumped into Su Halva's arms, and it shook its head helplessly.

Su Zhao may not be a human at all.

casually wiped out the three king-level powerhouses, I really don't know where Su Zhao's limit is.

Everyone remained silent as Su Zhao looked at Su Yuanzhong, the sect master of the Phantom Sea Sect.

It was the biological father of the Holy Maiden Su Luo, and the same blood flowed in his veins.

I don't know if Su Zhao will deal with Su Yuanzhong like he did with the three of Fei Zheng?

"Su ...... Mr. Su. ”

Originally, Su Yuanzhong didn't take Su Zhao in his eyes, but now he clearly knows that Su Zhao's strength needs Su Yuanzhong to be his grandson.

According to the seniority, Su Zhao is a junior.

But the oppression brought by those eyes made Su Yuanzhong sweat coldly.

Su Yuanzhong saw Su Zhao looking at him, he was bottomless in his heart, and smiled flatteringly.

In the face of Su Yuanzhong's overtures, Su Zhao ignored them, but looked at Su Halva in the ring.

When he saw Su Hawl, Su Zhao's indifferent eyes softened a little.

"From now on, Su Yuanzhong is Su Yuanzhong, and I am me. After that, there was no more relationship. Su Halvia announced in a cold voice.

In fact, many people understand this decision of Su Halva.

After all, in Su Yuanzhong's eyes, in order to be able to enhance his power, he was even willing to give Su Halva to Mi Xuan, a lewd old man who was over half a hundred years old.

If anyone becomes Su Crispy's position, they will be disheartened by their father.

"Baby girl, I did do something wrong before. It's really a ghost, and it's definitely not my intention. Su Yuanzhong said with an embarrassed and ugly face.

Su halva was Su Yuanzhong's only support, and he saw it clearly.

When her daughter announced that she had drawn a line with herself, Su Zhao's eyes became cold again.

That kind of look, when Fei Zheng, Bu Pengjing and Mi Wei died, Su Zhao all revealed it.

Su Halva didn't pay attention, as if she didn't hear it, and gently stroked the little flower in her arms with her palm.

"Phantom Sea Sect, there is no need to exist."

When Su Zhao said this, he looked up in a certain direction of the Phantom Sea Sect and chuckled playfully.