"Old ten, go see if he's dead." Out of prudence, the five elders still had to examine Song Zhe's body to see if he was dead or not.

The explosion just now was powerful, but he didn't think that it would blow up Song Zhe's bones.

Zuo Mingyu took a deep breath, he also knew the truth of cutting grass to get rid of the roots.

Don't look at those monks who have a lot of grudges against them, but they won't turn against them just because of a few disciples. But Song Zhe is different, not only is his strength stronger, but the most important thing is that he has pushed the other party to the absolute opposite side this time, and there is no room for relaxation at all.

If Song Zhe doesn't die, then the end of their Tianhuo Gate is coming.

From now on, their Tianhuo Gate will always be on alert, and the disciples of the sect will not dare to go out of the mountain gate. It's okay in a short period of time, but in the long run, the power and strength of the Tianhuo Gate will be seriously reduced, and they will inevitably decline.

Walking to the central area where Song Zhe was just now, Zuo Mingyu was very cautious to blow away the surrounding dust with his aura.

"No?" Zuo Mingyu frowned, he didn't believe that Song Zhe would be blown to pieces, after all, the Huolin armor on Song Zhe's body looked like something with good defense, otherwise it would be impossible to jam the fifth elder's scimitar.

At this time, the fifth elder suddenly shouted: "Be careful! ”

Zuo Mingyu subconsciously reacted the moment he heard the exclamation, but he was still a step too late.

Song Zhe's hideous dragon claw "inserted" into Zuo Mingyu's chest, grabbed his heart in his hand, and passed through his chest. The pink heart beats vigorously on the claws of the dragon.

"This, this ......" Zuo Mingyu felt that his body began to become cold, and a wave of dizziness spread throughout his body.

The loss of the most important organ of the human body was unbearable even for a monk in the Jindan period.

Their vitality is strong, and they can't die in a short time, Zuo Mingyu watched Song Zhe pinch his heart in the dragon's claws. Reaching forward, Zuo Mingyu tried to grab his heart and put it back where it should be, but what he grabbed was a broken piece of meat, and his heart could never go back.

"How could you ......"

"How can it be intact, right? Do you know what a price it cost me! Song Zhe's expression was hideous, and he didn't expect the other party to master something of this power.

In the Jindan realm, the gap between each layer is very large.

Song Zhe's current strength, combined, is only equivalent to the middle stage of Jindan, which is not as good as the cultivation of the five elders. The advantage he had in the fight just now was that the other party didn't understand his strength and strength, so he caught the other party off guard.

In fact, if you don't use that kind of secret treasure, if you drag it out, with the containment of the five elders, Song Zhe can only escape. It's a pity that the other party wants to keep him here.

If you were an ordinary person, you would have died a long time ago, but fortunately, Song Zhe still has the origin to consume.

Song Zhe withdrew his hand from the other party's body, and the scales were stained with blood, echoing his pale golden dragon blood.

Brush!

The sharp scimitar cut off Zuo Mingyu's head, and this time he was completely dead.

The five elders looked at the cracked scimitar and became furious, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Holding the scimitar, Song Zhe stretched out his tongue and added a bite to it, and the pungent smell of blood seemed to arouse his bloodthirsty **. "Does this knife sound familiar? That's right, it's your magic weapon, it's very sharp to cut people's heads. ”

Because his whole body was covered with dragon scales, Song Zhe smiled, and his expression became even more hideous.

Click!

The scimitar had another crack in his hand, and as the strength in his hand grew, the scimitar finally let out an overwhelmed moan, and the spirit on it disappeared.

The scimitar shattered, lying quietly on the ground like ordinary metal.

The Fifth Elder, who had already vomited blood, vomited a mouthful of blood again due to his damaged mind, and the aura on his body also dropped a lot, at least there was no longer the realm of the middle stage of Jindan.

Many of the monks present looked at Song Zhe, who was covered in blood and looked hideous.

I don't know who said: "Monster! ”

The crowd suddenly stood still, then quickly dispersed like a tidal wave.

If Song Zhe's strength is not strong, they may have to be righteous people who punish evil and promote good, but now it seems that it is better to forget it.

The strength of this monster is a bit strong, and the four elders of the Tianhuo Gate in the Jindan realm joined forces to besiege it, and even used the secret treasure to kill the other party, but instead let the family directly kill two, seriously injured one, and one was unconscious.

According to this posture, the five elders could not hold out for long.

What if the five elders are killed, and that monster goes crazy and fights them to the death?

So, Fifth Elder, you might as well hold on a little longer!

The Fifth Elder sadly found that he and the unconscious Seventh Elder beside him were left a hundred meters away, as well as Song Zhe, who was walking towards him step by step.

Taking a deep breath, the five elders were about to run.

His realm is declining now, but he still has this confidence in simply escaping.

"In fact, all this is a misunderstanding, the idea is all from him, we are just 'confused' and 'confused' by him." The five elders grabbed the seven elders on the ground and put all the blame on the other party.

"Really?" Song Zhe's body was like electricity, and he didn't give the other party time at all, and launched an attack in an instant.

The Fifth Elder just wanted to delay time, taking advantage of Song Zhe's inattention to fly away.

As a result, Song Zhe didn't eat his set at all.

Catching the Seven Elders and throwing them as a sandbag was the only way for Song Zhe to sell, selling his teammates was so decisive.

The five elders rushed to the sky without looking back, and they were about to flee.

Song Zhe's eyes flashed with essence, and in the face of the body of the Seventh Elder, he did not dodge or dodge, and directly relied on his powerful body and strength to collide with it.

For a moment, the Seventh Elder was torn apart by him without even snorting.

The people watching the battle around felt a chill, and they felt more and more that Song Zhe was a madman and a monster.

At this time, they looked at the Fifth Elder and looked very kind, and they only hoped that he would fly quickly and lure the monster away.

Song Zhe grinned, and the bloody atmosphere was filled.

It's naïve to compete for speed.

In order to fight quickly, the purple cloud wings behind Song Zhe and the wings of the fighting spirit flashed together, he chased after the five elders at a faster speed, and the distance between the two was pulled in a few breaths, Song Zhe activated the armament, and slashed at the shoulder of the five elders, cutting the spell shield on his body into a cloud of spiritual mist, the blade penetrated deep into his body, Song Zhe pressed his hand, and the Huolin knife slid, almost cutting him in half.

Even so, half of his body was cut open by Song Zhe, and the internal organs in his stomach fell like raindrops.

Bang!

The five elders fell from the sky and landed on the ground, blood and flesh splattered everywhere.

Song Zhe stepped on the other party's body with one foot and swung his knife to cut off the connection between the five elders' heads and their bodies.

(End of chapter)

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