In this demonic world, there are always some people whose strength cannot be measured by common sense, just like Xu Fenglian who died of hatred in Wanghai City, and Zhou Ce, who rose strongly and shocked the Quartet. These people are all people with great luck, and it is not difficult for them to kill people across the border.

Coincidentally, Wushengmen is also good at killing people across the border, but most of them are not demons but madmen.

They cultivated into demon seeds with evil skills, unscrupulous means in order to enter the country, forcibly seized creation, went against the sky, and mastered all kinds of strange methods, which was extremely difficult.

The most frightening thing is that if you pick out any one of the Wushengmen, they are all good at killing people.

The three words of Wushengmen are enough to make many people change their complexions, after all, no one can prevent thieves for a thousand days, and if anyone who is Wushengmen is targeted, no matter how powerful people are, they will have trouble sleeping.

Even a monk of the Peerless Realm, when facing the assassination of the Immortal Sect monk at the peak of the Spirit Bridge Realm, he had to deal with it with twelve points of strength, otherwise he would be hateful.

But although most of the people in the Wushengmen are crazy, they are also people who are shrewd to the extreme.

They don't like to miss, but they also don't like to waste too much effort.

A person who can be killed with seven points of strength, they will never use eight points of strength.

When you find out that the assassin of the Wushengmen who assassinated you didn't even have the Ru Nian Realm, don't take any chance because of this, because in the eyes of the people of the Wushengmen, this is enough.

However, a situation like Su Zhuo's is still very rare.

Su Zhuo only had the pinnacle of the Mind Realm.

However, the Wushengmen monk who wanted to kill him was enough to have the cultivation of the peak of the Lingqiao Realm.

There is a whole big difference between the two.

This shows that Wushengmen attaches great importance to Su Zhuo.

When everyone in the world was questioning Su Zhuo, they really regarded Su Zhuo as a demon on a par with Zhou Ce and others.

In a sense, Su Zhuo should feel honored by this.

However, he didn't think so.

Up to now, he has experienced more than one fatal murder, whether it is from the same sect or Xu Fenglian, it has not made him feel real danger at this moment.

Even though he opened the sea of consciousness in the congenial realm, and had a sensitivity far beyond that of the monks of the same realm for the changes in the qi around him, he still didn't realize the proximity of this killing machine at the first time.

But he's not going to sit still.

Between the lightning and the fire!

When his brush fell, there was not only the true yuan, but also a hint of dragon tide.

Although the sword dance has stopped, the sword dance in the painting has not.

The ink on the rice paper turned up, and Kou Wan'er in the painting was graceful, and the paper was full of sword light in an instant.

This scene only moved Tsing Yi Xiaoer slightly.

In fact, even if Su Zhuo really made a spiritual map, it would not pose a threat to him.

Because Kou Wan'er, who dances the sword, only has the cultivation of the upper realm that is agreeable.

And the sword light outlined by Kou Wan'er's qi machine, no matter how sharp it is, it will only not exceed the Runian realm, and it can't stop him.

Therefore, the white snake in his hand did not pause, but just bit towards Su Zhuo's neck at a terrifying speed that was so fast that it was suffocating.

Canglan's sword was still in its sheath, and Su Zhuo was still holding the pen at this time, and his wrist was on the rice paper, so it was too late.

With the spirit map alone, he couldn't stop him at all.

Su Zhuo is dead.

At this time, the painting boat had already penetrated twenty miles into the Xun River, and the window was two feet away from him, and after he killed Su Zhuo, he jumped out of the window directly.

Before he made a move, he already had a complete vision.

He had been told a long time ago not to miss any details or he would pay the price.

For this assassination, he thinks he has done his best.

However, he missed one point.

Luck.

The sword light on the paper not only has Kou Wan'er's qi, but also has the powerful luck obtained from the stinging dragon tide.

In the next moment, his face completely changed.

He felt a terrifying aura that covered the sky and the earth, and suddenly jumped out of the paper, enveloping him completely in an instant.

What is it?!

It was as if he had seen a wave of the mountains striking the sky, and the great waves, which were thirty-three feet high, rushed from the end of the East China Sea, covering the earth, as if they were about to smash him completely.

There was a wail.

The twisted white snake is bounced off by the breath in the painting.

His pupils contracted suddenly.

Now that he and Su Zhuo were within easy reach, it was difficult for either him or Su Zhuo to make any meaningful reaction.

The sword in Su Zhuo's painting seemed to come to life, and an extremely sharp sword intent suddenly erupted.

All he could do was bumper into it.

Snort.

A line of blood appeared in the center of his eyebrows.

The eyes that suddenly widened because of disbelief gradually faded because they lost their vitality.

Su Zhuo sat on the chair, his sword still in the sheath, and without moving his body, he turned his hand and killed a Wushengmen assassin at the peak of the Spirit Bridge.

Everyone at the feast was speechless in shock.

Before you even have time to react, it's all over.

When he realized that the assassin's vitality had completely lost, Su Zhuo's heartstrings, which had been tense since the beginning of the assassination, finally loosened slightly.

Right now!

A cold glow flashed.

This killing opportunity came too suddenly, in an instant, Su Zhuo could barely react, and could only lean back with his instincts.

Snort.

The placket of his shirt was sliced open by a sword light.

He felt a heat in his chest.

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In the dim study, Xu Heng crossed his fingers, supported his head with the back of his hand, and looked at the woman in front of him with a smile: "Why are you so serious? The last person who died was not you, but just your fellow senior brother, or did you have a long-term relationship with that fellow senior brother and couldn't bear it?"

"No ......" Kou Wan'er bent her waist, becoming more and more deferential.

"Have a smile on your face. ”

Kou Wan'er smiled deservedly.

Xu Heng tilted his head and grinned: "That's right, you can do whatever you're good at." And your senior brother won't necessarily die, don't be so serious. I just thought of some more interesting possibilities, after all, Su Zhuo was the first person in three thousand years to see the tide of stinging dragons with such thoughts, and he couldn't use common sense. ”

Kou Wan'er didn't understand, in her opinion, with her senior brother's cultivation at the peak of the Spirit Bridge, it shouldn't be difficult to kill Su Zhuo, she didn't understand why she went to such a great length, but she just nodded obediently.

When she first arrived, she thought Xu Heng was terrible, and she initially blamed this fear on not knowing him yet.

Just as people are naturally afraid of the dark, they are always in awe of the unknown.

Later, she found that this shopkeeper really only seemed to have the cultivation of the Runian realm.

Looking at the entire Lingjiang, too many people were able to kill him easily.

Not to mention that she even has this opportunity herself.

But as she stayed in Lingjiang for a long time, the bolder she became, the more she was in awe of this shopkeeper, as if this shopkeeper who was kind on the surface and made money, but stayed in the dark study but completely changed into a person, was the most terrible person in Lingjiang.

Xu Heng smiled slightly and said, "By the way, I didn't tell him these things, so you'd better not tell him, or you can also try it......"

"I won't. Kou Wan'er buried her head tightly.

"All the wonders of creation are your soul, and all creations are your soul, and nothing cannot be controlled. ”

Xu Heng stretched out his tongue and licked the corners of his mouth, his tongue was very long, like a snake letter, "This talent in your body is not easy to come by, although it is still a line worse than that uncle of the country, but it is already much better than the talent of your fellow senior brother, you should cherish it." ”

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Wushengmen will attack himself, this is something Su Zhuo has considered.

After all, they can't do it themselves, so borrowing a knife to kill someone is a good way.

However, what he didn't expect was that in order to deal with him, a monk of the Runian Realm, Wushengmen actually moved out of such a big battle, using a layout of Ming in front and in the back, in addition to the Tsing Yi Xiaoer he killed first, there was also a second Wushengmen assassin hidden in this room.

That's the real killer move.

Moreover, what he didn't expect was that this deadliest killing move actually came from Kou Wan'er, who only had a consensual upper realm.

She stared at Su Zhuo coldly.

The hand is in the sleeve, and the sword is in the hand.

This sword is not the jade sword she used when she dances the sword, but the sword in the dance diagram of the neon sword.

She has the ability to empower all things and control all things, which is also what Xu Heng said is a hard-won talent.

The sword dance wasn't over yet.

In the painting, the woman dances the sword, with her lips and beaded sleeves, and the wonderful dance is beautiful, like a shock, and the elegance is peerless.

The sword intent transcended the shackles of the drawing paper and came straight to Su Zhuo's heart.

This sword.

Fast as thunder.

has reached Su Zhuo's heart.

Blood splattered out.

This is the closest Su Zhuo has come to death so far, and it is only a fraction of a centimeter away.

The gratuitous true yuan in the dantian boiled at this moment.

His hand was resting on the Canglan sword.

It's too late to draw the sword.

But that's enough.

The reason why the gratuitous true elements were called gratuitous by Su Zhuo was because these true elements were not generated from heaven and earth, but were born from nothingness.

To create something out of nothing is for no reason.

He also has a sword move.

It's called gratuitous.

This sword was born out of nothing, and it will be hit when it comes out, and it is his real killer move.

The sword does not have to be unsheathed, nor does it have to be seen.

A streak of blood suddenly appeared on Kou Wan'er's chest.

Blood splattered out.

The painting also stopped at this time, and the fatal sword intent became a rootless duckweed, and disappeared without a trace at the moment when it was about to pierce Su Zhuo's heart.

The house was silent.