Chapter 150: Killing the Soul Saint in seconds
Zhuo Tianzhao's actions immediately attracted everyone's attention again.
"Tianzhao, what is he trying to do? Could it be that he still wants to kill that high-level soul saint?" Wen Qi was shocked, Zhuo Tianzhao killed five soul masters in succession, it was already surprising enough, he wanted to kill the soul saint, and he was also a high-level soul saint? There was a difference of more than ten levels in between, "How dare he do this?" Wen Qi exclaimed.
"Sect Master Wen, don't worry, since Brother Tianzhao dares to do this, he will definitely be fine!" Meng Hao's tone was very flat, he, including Su Chen Xing Soul, had almost reached the point of blind trust in Zhuo Tianzhao, even if Zhuo Tianzhao said that he could kill the Soul Emperor, they would be convinced!
"Tianfeng, you haven't seen Brother Tianzhao for so many years, you must not know how strong he is, right? You can just see it today, and besides, this is not his heyday!" The star soul patted Zhuo Tianfeng, who was worried, on the shoulder and smiled mysteriously.
Zhuo Tianfeng smiled reluctantly, of course he knew that this was not Zhuo Tianzhao's strongest state, because of the Bloodthirsty Demon Knife, but it was still in the Silver Leaf Sect.
"Sect Master?" Ling Feng on the side heard Meng Hao's voice, "Could it be ...... How many of them are not disciples of the Silver Leaf Sect?"
"This ......" Wen Qi smiled awkwardly, and he didn't know how to pick it up.
"At least for now, we don't need to talk about our purpose, Sect Master Ling must know it, right?" Meng Hao glanced at Ling Feng lightly, and didn't mean to hide it.
Ling Feng was relieved when he heard this, how could the Silver Leaf Sect, a small sect that he had never even heard of, have such powerful disciples? These little guys temporarily participated in the sect competition as disciples of the Silver Leaf Sect, and they didn't need to think about it to know that their purpose was definitely the Artifact Space Dark Demon Finger.
"Teacher!"
Behind them, Ling Xiao and Ling Yan suddenly stepped forward.
"Don't worry, since he is kind to our Lingyun Pavilion, and this matter is still caused by us, if he is in danger later, I will definitely not sit idly by!" Ling Feng saw the thoughts of the two disciples at a glance, and then snorted coldly and said, "Hmph! Bloody Clothes Gate? Our Lingyun Pavilion is really not afraid of it, he wants to fight, then fight, these little guys, I will protect it!"
"Thank you, teacher!"
The two of them were overjoyed when they heard this, and they glanced at Ling Feng gratefully, and then retreated to the disciples of Lingyun Pavilion. In fact, for Zhuo Tianzhao and his party, Ling Xiao's feelings are very complicated, at first in the Wolf Smoke Ridge, because of their own arrogance and fought with them, almost died at their hands, but then they still let go of themselves, at the beginning of the heart actually did not have much hatred for them, more of a feeling of loss and melancholy, seeing Zhuo Tianzhao's strength, he finally understood the true meaning of the eight words "there are people outside the world, there is a sky outside the sky", strong! He was so strong that he couldn't even raise the idea of competing with him, which also made his proud heart completely precipitate, and even his temperament changed a lot all of a sudden.
After that, in Wolf Smoke Town, the other party risked offending the Bloody Clothes Gate to rescue him and avoid him being humiliated, he was really grateful from the bottom of his heart, and he really hoped that nothing would happen to them, and now, seeing Zhuo Tianzhao actually beheaded three Soul Venerables in a row with his own strength, and it seemed that he still wanted to kill that high-level Soul Saint, what arrogance and domineering was this? Ling Xiao felt his heart surging when he thought about it, and now he couldn't help but look at Zhuo Tianzhao a few levels, this height required him to look up, this feeling was as if he was looking at his teacher Ling Feng.
Battlefield in the distance.
The Death Mantis stopped attacking, its body floating about twenty meters on the side of the black-clothed Soul Saint, a pair of black scythes swayed slightly, and its small pupils stared at the black-clothed Soul Saint, and the bloodthirsty light in its eyes flickered.
Zhuo Tianzhao put his hands behind his back, standing proudly on the ground and looking at the black-clothed soul saint in the air, and even the scimitar was withdrawn by him.
"Boy, do you want to kill me?" Feeling the fierce murderous aura emanating from Zhuo Tianzhao's body, the eyes of the black-clothed soul saint were also half-narrowed, judging from the situation where the other party had just killed his three companions, his strength was indeed very strong, but there was still an insurmountable gap between him and himself, why was he so confident? He even put away his weapon? The black-clothed soul saint was calm on the surface, but he was nervous in his heart.
"Are you talking nonsense?" Zhuo Tianzhao's lips opened slightly, outlining an arc of disdain.
"Just you?" a cold light flashed in the eyes of the black-clothed soul saint.
"Yes, it's up to me!" Zhuo Tianzhao said word by word, sonorous and powerful, "The bloody clothes gate will collapse from now on because of provoking me!"
"Ha, haha!" The black-clothed soul saint smiled, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world, and he couldn't stop laughing, but in the next second, the smile on his face instantly froze, because he saw a pair of strange blood-colored eyes.
Maybe it's a second, or maybe it's just a fraction of a second, in short, it's just a momentary loss of consciousness, but it dooms him to a tragic fate.
The Death Mantis, which had long been ordered by Zhuo Tianzhao to wait for the opportunity to stand aside, moved, and the distance of twenty meters was almost negligible to it.
When the black-clothed soul saint came back to his senses, he happened to see an incomparably hideous and strange triangular head, as well as the sharp scythe covered with jagged teeth.
The pupils couldn't help but expand at the speed of the limit, and the black-clothed soul saint didn't have time to react at all, and the scythe of cold light had already stabbed into his heart.
Burst!
The black-clothed Soul Saint's body trembled violently, his eyes were full of unwillingness, and in the end, he didn't even know how he died.
Poof!
The scythe stirred the heart, and the blood-red heart that was still beating connected to the blood vessels came out of the body, and was immediately sucked into the mouth by the death mantis.
The pupils quickly dimmed, and the body of the black-clothed soul saint fell softly into the air.
That's right, if he fights hard by strength alone, Zhuo Tianzhao himself knows that he will definitely not be the opponent of the black-clothed soul saint, but don't forget, he has a domineering pupil technique - blood illusion, as long as the other party is defenseless against his eyes, no matter who it is, he will be hit, maybe he can't make an effective attack on it in the blink of an eye, but there is a death mantis with a speed like a phantom, and everything is so simple.
This scene that happened between the lightning and flint was too sudden, and suddenly there was a brief pause in everyone's thinking, and after a long distance, they couldn't find that Zhuo Tianzhao's eyes were red for a moment, so in their eyes, all this was like the black-clothed soul saint standing still and letting the other party kill, but this was obviously impossible.
"What's going on?" Except for Su Chen, who knew the truth, almost all of them had this question in their hearts at the same time, and at some point, their backs were soaked in a wet patch, weird, too weird.
After a long time, when everyone woke up from the shock, the only thought left in their hearts was......
This teenager can't be offended!