Su Ming's mind moved, and the power of the true yuan in his body, which was like a great river, seemed to have dried up at the moment, and he couldn't call on a single bit. Watermark Ad Test Watermark Ad Test

"What's going on?" His complexion changed slightly.

Zhenyuan can't be used!

At this time, Su Ming felt that the matter was a little serious, without the true yuan, all kinds of magical powers could not be used, and flying swords could not be used. What is the difference between this and ordinary martial artists?

Seeing the look of doubt on Su Ming's face, the red-clothed monk laughed loudly and said, "You have found a problem, Master Nan." You are a hero, and your cultivation is unparalleled. But here, you're just an ordinary person, and killing you is as simple as crushing an ant! “

"Do you know what this place is? This is the legendary forbidden ancient land! Here, all cultivation must be suppressed! The more powerful it is, the more powerful it will be suppressed! “

"Forbidden Ancient Land?"

Su Ming's eyes froze, but he understood.

He had heard of it before, this kind of magical place was a product left over from the previous civilization, and it could suppress the power of True Yuan!

The red-clothed monk exuded a powerful momentum, and the power of True Yuan traveled all over his body like a dragon, looking at Su Ming, as if looking at an ant.

As soon as he thought that the amazing Southern Lord, the peerless Hades King, and the number one enemy of the Holy Lord were about to die at his own hands, his heart was filled with a strong sense of happiness and a full sense of accomplishment!

"How can you use True Yuan?" Su Ming looked at the red-clothed monk, and his face changed again.

"I have the supreme divine artifact given by the Holy Lord from the Upper Realm, the Creation Robe, which can blind the power of the True Yuan in the body and not be affected by the forbidden ancient land! In other words, now I am a master of the Divine Power Secret Realm, and you are just an ordinary martial artist! I'll kill you, but in the snap of a finger! The red-clothed monk had a smile on his face, and his mouth was almost behind his ears.

Su Ming glanced at the robe on the red-clothed monk, and a fiery color appeared in his eyes.

This robe is definitely a sacred object, and it ignores the forbidden ancient land when worn on the body!

"Lord Nan, I took great pains to bring you here, and now you understand, this is catching a turtle in an urn. Do you know why I put the branch of the Yin Ghost Gate in the Intercepting Cloud Mountain, it is because of the forbidden ancient land here. I have already begun to lay out the plan to bring you here, kill you, and solve the troubles of the Holy Lord. I just didn't expect it. The day came so fast! “

The red-clothed monk was full of red light and high spirits.

Repeatedly thwarting the Holy Lord's invasion plan, the Holy Lord's henchmen are in great trouble, and the dignified South Lord is about to die at his hands, what an exciting thing.

"The spring breeze is proud, and you can see all the Chang'an flowers in one day. The mood at the moment is nothing more than that. "The red-clothed monk is extremely proud, and being able to kill such an amazing and brilliant character as Su Ming is definitely the pinnacle of his life at this moment.

However, to his surprise, he didn't see the slightest panic or panic on Su Ming's face.

The eyes of the South Lord were as calm as ever. It's like a stagnant water.

"You, why are you so calm? When this holy envoy tramples you under his feet, see if you can still be so calm?! “

As soon as the words fell, the red-clothed monk made a move.

For Su Ming, he didn't pay much attention to it.

One step out like lightning, his long arm went straight through, like a gun piercing Su Ming's front door.

He wore loose clothes with shaky sleeves. There was a series of crackling sounds, like waves crashing against the side of the ship.

This is the power of the True Yuan, the power that only the masters of the Divine Power Secret Realm can control!

Even the master of the Grandmaster Great Perfection couldn't stop his blow.

Su Ming couldn't use the True Yuan, and his cultivation was at most the Grandmaster Great Perfection, and the red-clothed monk was sure that this blow would be enough to seriously hurt or kill Su Ming!

But in the face of the power of this punch, the red-clothed monk still didn't see the slightest panic on Su Ming's face, but instead made a judgment.

"The strength is good, but he is a master."

As soon as the connoisseur makes a move, he will know if there is one.

I only saw the momentum of the blow of the red-clothed monk, as if the big river was going east, and it was coming. The wind was blowing in his face, almost interrupting his breathing. Su Ming knew that this guy's true element had been thoroughly practiced and reached the point of being continuous.

Even if you look at the secret realm of your eyes, you are also a master!

Let's go!

Su Ming's left hand was like a beam, and as soon as he blocked it, he immediately latched on the forearm of the red-clothed monk, and swept away this fierce punch at once, and the two of them hit each other's arms, making a real hand-to-hand fight.

This time they collided, and the two were indistinguishable.

The red-clothed monk's face was shocked, he used the power of True Yuan, and Su Ming used internal force, he was able to equal him?!

Su Ming's True Yuan is now suppressed, and he can only use internal force or strength, and his quality is far inferior to the True Yuan mana of the Divine Power Master.

It's like the difference between petrol, diesel, and jet fuel.

The warrior is gasoline and can only drive a car. The true element of the Shentong master is aviation fuel, which is enough to propel planes and even rockets! Although they are all fuel, the distance between them is very different.

However, Su Ming relied on his internal strength to block his True Yuan power, which simply subverted the red-clothed monk's cultivation concept, how could he not be surprised?!

The red-clothed monk didn't believe in evil, just like an ape jumping away, his footsteps moved, and he actually reached Su Ming's back, and another blow of true yuan power hit Su Ming's vertebrae.

With his fist power, if it is solid, let alone the vertebrae. Even an arm-thick pillar of iron will be broken.

At this moment, Su Ming suddenly stepped sideways, walked out of the gossip direction, and let the red-clothed monk punch the air.

Meantime. He grabbed the opponent's side at once, his body was cushioned, and the whole person was like an eagle spreading its wings and swooping, and like a tiger jumping into a mountain stream. Mighty. Fierce and unparalleled.

The eagle and tiger shapes are perfectly integrated together.

At the same time as his body slammed, his arms shook, and he slashed left and right, like the Tiger King Soushan, from bottom to bottom, enveloping the red-clothed monk in his fist.

With his arms outstretched, his lungs breathing and concussion, and with the joint muscles of his body, Su Ming actually let out a roar like a tiger.

This roar was deep and restrained, and with the momentum, it was as if Su Ming had a fierce and huge tiger hidden in his body!

The red-clothed monk wondered even more. It can be seen that Su Ming is indeed using martial arts, which are the more popular twelve-shaped fists, among which the eagle shape and tiger shape are used!

Su Ming was very fierce, but no matter how fierce he was, he was also an internal force. How can it be compared to the power of his True Yuan?

"Lord Nan, I don't believe that you can go against the sky and cut down immortals!" The red-clothed monk shouted, did not dodge or dodge, and resisted with his cross arms.

I want to fight Su Ming!

"Humph!"

Su Ming smiled coldly, and the tiger-shaped fist slammed into the arm of the red-clothed monk.

The red-clothed monk's arm suddenly stabbed, like ten thousand needles shooting, and the pain was incomparable.

The strong stimulation made him unable to hold his breath anymore, the pores of his whole body opened, he sweated slightly, and his physical strength began to be lost.

Su Ming naturally wouldn't give the other party a chance to turn the tables, and with a point with both hands, he grabbed his middle line and slapped his chest with a tiger palm.

Belch! Click, click! A dull roar emanated from the mouth of the red-clothed monk, accompanied by the shattering of the sternum and the shattering of internal organs. The note of death was played.

After Su Ming hit the blow, he took two steps back, and saw the red-clothed monk's face ruddy, his steps staggered as if he was drunk, and his arm wanted to be raised but he had no strength.

The body spun twice, plopping. The supernatural master fell to the top of the cliff, gulps of blood gushing out of his mouth.

His eyes widened, he stared at Su Ming, and struggled violently twice, trying to struggle for his life back, but unfortunately it was in vain.

"You?? How could you, how could it be??? The red-clothed monk looked at Su Ming in disbelief with a frightened face.

How could a person who couldn't use the True Yuan kill a supernatural master like him?

He couldn't figure it out at all, and he couldn't accept such a fact.

"Do you think you can kill me in the forbidden ancient land, you are so ridiculous." Su Ming glanced at the red-clothed monk lightly.

He took a step forward and stood with his hands in his hands: "What if you can't use the true yuan, I will still kill you!" “

"What is called a genius, what is called a stunningly talented character, fighting at the next level is as easy as eating and drinking."

"Defying the sky and cutting immortals, I use the grandmaster to kill the supernatural powers, can you be convinced?"

Su Ming looked at the dying red-clothed monk and said proudly.

After the red-clothed monk struggled twice, all his strength was exhausted, and his pupils lost their luster.

He's dead!

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