Xu Rui and Zhuo Ligetu passed by, facing each other five or six zhang apart, the two of them were motionless, and time seemed to freeze.

"It's Lord Saint King, ah, Immortal Heaven, Lord Saint King has actually come out of the mountain!"

I don't know who recognized Zhuoligtu, and the herdsmen exclaimed in surprise and knelt down.

Rouge Mountain is a sacred place on the grassland to worship the Immortal Heaven, and Zhuo Li Getu is not only the first warrior of the grassland, but also the messenger of the Immortal Heaven, a religious leader with a transcendent status, and a god-like existence for herdsmen and even nobles.

Seeing that the person who attacked Xu Rui was Zhuo Ligetu, everyone knelt down and was silent, and from a distance, they saw that people kept kowtowing, but they were silent, and the scene was extremely weird.

With a "click", the broken blade that Xu Rui was holding tightly in his left hand suddenly fell to the ground, and the hand-held ion cannon in his right hand turned into a small piece of iron held in the palm of his hand again.

Trembling, Xu Rui began to tremble violently, first his hands, then his whole body, and only at that moment did he truly see the terrifying strength of the Martial Saint.

At the moment when Zoligutu attacked him, in addition to the indescribable speed and power, what made him even more unforgettable was the powerful coercion in his heart.

At that moment, Xu Rui felt like a small ant, and the other party was the whole world.

Xu Rui instinctively remembered the scene when he first saw the most terrifying and powerful weapon in human history, the Star Destroyer, and it was almost as shocking!

Although reason told himself that Zhuo Ligetu was far inferior to the most ordinary old starfighter, not to mention that compared with the Star Destroyer, he did give Xu Rui the same sense of crisis.

The fear rushed into Xu Rui's brain like a flood, causing his entire body to tremble violently with fear, and the cold sweat that had not had time to come out before instantly soaked his clothes.

With a "bang", Xu Rui's legs weakened, knelt down, and spurted out a mouthful of blood with a "wow".

Seeing him like this, the grassland people suddenly looked happy, although they didn't understand which immortal's divine light was that sky-high yellow mang, but it seemed that the result was no different, and the invincible Saint King once again defeated a strong enemy.

According to the custom, the next moment was the time for the grassland herdsmen to cheer, but at this moment, Zhuo Ligetu, who had been standing still, finally moved.

First, his raised right arm slipped from his body, emitting green smoke like a roasted leg of lamb, and then his giant bear-like body broke like a collapsed building block, and fell heavily to the ground.

Zhuoligetu's shocked expression could still be seen on the half of his body that had fallen to the ground, the last emotion left over from the brief confrontation, but now it was like a statue, frozen on his already dead body.

"Huh?!"

Seeing this scene, not only all the grassland herdsmen, warriors, and nobles, but even those who had just gotten up and had a mouth full of blood widened their eyes.

Martial Saint Zhuo Ligetu was defeated? Defeated at the hands of that emaciated Han man in just one move?

At this moment, the Optimus Giant Pillar, which had been standing in the hearts of thousands of grassland people, collapsed, and the totem that was a collection of lifelong beliefs and instinctive worship of the strong disappeared in an instant.

"Holy King, Holy King......"

I don't know who screamed in grief, and in an instant the shocked emotions turned into a wave of grief, and countless grassland herdsmen continued to kowtow with tears in their eyes, as if it was their biological father who had just died.

Xu Rui wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and took out a thick steel plate from his chest with difficulty.

For today's confrontation, he put on the latest "body armor" produced by Galaxy Group in advance, but now the steel plate in the body armor has been torn apart, like a broken marble.

Xu Rui smiled bitterly, and in the moment of the moment, Zhuo Ligetu, who was rushing forward, only used the qi machine on his fist to beat the steel plate into this shape.

If it weren't for Xu Rui's body being genetically modified, he might have died by now, and I really imagined what it would be like if he was directly hit by the fist of the Martial Saint.

Compared to this world, the Martial Saint is too strong and too fast, but no matter how fast he is, he will definitely not be able to speed faster than the hand-held ion cannon with the speed of light.

Xu Rui gritted his teeth, picked up the fallen broken blade, and then slowly stood up and walked towards Zhuo Ligetu's corpse step by step.

The surrounding herdsmen seemed to see the demon and retreated in fear.

Xu Rui came to Zhuo Ligetu's corpse, stretched out his hand and gently helped him close his dead eyes, and then pulled out a broken blade and cut off his head.

"Huh?"

At the moment when the long sword cut off Zhuo Ligetu's head, Xu Rui found that the muscles on the cut wound were still active, and it didn't seem to be completely dead.

Xu Rui was shocked, but now was the most critical moment, he didn't have time to think about it, he stood up abruptly with Zhuo Li Getu's head and shouted: "Zhuo Li Getu is dead!" ”

When the edict was read, Xu Rui was already standing on the high platform, and at this moment, he raised Zhuo Ligetu's head high, and everyone immediately saw the outcome of this confrontation.

Including Sukhbaru and other leaders of the thirty-six tribes who were hiding in the crowd, everyone was shocked.

"Devil! He killed the Holy King, he is the devil! ”

There was another shout, and the herdsmen came to their senses and fled in all directions in terror, just as the believers who had witnessed the fall of God were panicking at Satan, and the scene was instantly chaotic.

"Find Ullig!"

At this time, Yao Li suddenly shouted at Xu Rui.

Xu Rui came back to his senses and looked around to see that Uliji, who was still standing nearby just now, had disappeared.

"Not good!"

Xu Rui secretly regretted that the shock given to him by Zhuo Ligetu was so strong that he forgot the most important thing.

In his plan, after eradicating Zhuoligetu and intimidating all the steppe people, he wanted to kill Uligi, so that the steppe people would lose both the courage to resist and the leader of the resistance.

I didn't expect Uligi to react so quickly under such a shock, and he fled immediately when he saw that things were not good.

"Over there!"

Just when Xu Rui was remorseful, he suddenly pointed to the panicked crowd and shouted.

Xu Rui followed his fingers and saw a striking white wolf running desperately out of the crowd, who could it be if it wasn't Wu Liji?

"Kill him!"

Xu Rui shouted at the leaving.

Don't say a word, and immediately kill Uliji.

However, contrary to the fleeing crowd, more than a dozen men dressed in black cloaks and dressed completely differently from ordinary steppe people immediately surrounded them.

They wept and cried out for revenge, and rushed to leave without fear of death.

"It's the holy guard of Rouge Mountain!"

Xu Rui immediately realized why these people were like this, they were all orphans who had been adopted by Zhuo Li Getu since childhood, Zhuo Li Getu gave them food, taught them martial arts and thoughts, and trained them to be warriors who specialized in guarding the Heavenly Holy Land of Immortality.

Unlike the fierce steppe knights, these people are proficient in martial arts, most of them are first-class masters, descendants of martial saints, and each of them is the successor of the next saint king, and they are incomparably strong.

"Be careful!"

Xu Rui shouted at the leaving, but before he finished speaking, his face suddenly changed again.

"Kill them and avenge the Holy King!"

Outside the fleeing crowd, there was a sudden shout of rage, followed by the rumbling of horses' hooves, and the tens of thousands of troops who had already gathered slaughtered the king's tent through the crowd.

"Strict Timur!"

Seeing the appearance of these people clearly, Xu Rui exclaimed in surprise, and his face finally sank completely.