Chapter Twenty-Seven: Then Go Die
"Hmph, it's just a small Qi Condensation Stage Five Heavens martial artist, even if it's a group, what can it do?"
"Boy, if you don't hand over your things today, not only will you die, but the little warrior next to you will also die with you!"
The red-bearded old man glared at Jiang Zhan, his words were quite disdainful, and he turned his head and shouted coldly at Sima.
"How many of you, but that's what he does?"
Hearing that the old man with red beard had an intimidating intention to harm Jiang Zhan in his words, for the first time, the smile on Sima Mad's face finally retracted, and he tilted his head slightly and asked the other three innate stage martial artists.
"Boy, if you don't hand it over, you're going to die. And the kid next to you, hehe, the old man will make him want to die. ”
"Believe me, the old man has a lot more means than you think. ”
Without waiting for the other two purple-clothed innate martial artists to speak, the brother of the red-bearded old man on the side snorted coldly, and stood directly beside the red-bearded old man, with a pair of small triangular eyes embedded in his wrinkled old face, releasing a vicious gaze.
The other two purple-clothed warriors glanced at each other, although they didn't speak, the momentum on the two of them had begun to brew unconsciously, which was obviously a precursor to an imminent move.
"Well, then, there's no need to talk about it. ”
Sima Mad played with the wine glass in his hand, and his face became more and more flat, as if he was not facing four innate martial artists who could break out at any time, but against harmless cats and dogs.
"Hmph! bluff...... Two friends, how about we take him down first and then decide the ownership of the Snake Crystal?"
The red-bearded old man turned his head, wanting to reach an agreement with the two purple-clothed warriors first, and if these two people did not nod and agree to shoot together, he would never make the first move, lest he be taken advantage of.
"Yes. ”
Without thinking too much, the two purple-clothed innate martial artists nodded in agreement, and at this moment, the four innate martial artists in the field had reached a consensus.
"Well, that's very good, let's go up together. ”
Sima Madness gently put down the wine glass in his hand and beckoned to the four of them.
"Arrogance!"
"Kid looking for death!"
The four innate martial artists were completely enraged by Sima Mad's actions, and directly broke into the door and killed Sima Mad and Jiang Zhan.
"It seems that you still haven't really figured out the situation. ”
Facing the menacing four innate martial artists, Sima Mad did not panic at all, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he slowly stood up.
In an instant, Jiang Zhan couldn't help but shiver, it was obviously a very hot weather, but he felt that the air around him suddenly became as cold and biting as the cold winter wax moon, which was extremely weird.
And the next moment, in Jiang Zhan's eyes, Sima Mad beside him changed drastically, and a strong aura of killing and death emanated from him, endless, making people feel as if they were in a sea of corpses and blood.
Under the influence of this killing intent, Jiang Zhan couldn't help but have a steady stream of bloody killing scenes in his mind, and this kind of picture of various stumps and broken bones made Jiang Zhan's deepest killing intent also stimulated, and in an instant, his eyes had turned blood-red.
Just when Jiang Zhan couldn't suppress his killing intent and was about to go berserk, the blood sword in his dantian swayed slightly, and a cool breath poured into his consciousness like mint, instantly sobering him up.
After Jiang Zhan came to his senses, his face was full of shock, and the cold sweat on his forehead flowed.
How much murderous aura does it take to be able to condense such a killing aura? It can directly affect people's emotions, this is really terrifying!
And Sima Mad on the side, in the blink of an eye, changed from a gentle and elegant scholar to a fierce god like the Purgatory Demon King, carrying an infinite killing aura.
"My name, Sima Mad!"
The sound was like thunder, and it exploded in the ears of the four innate martial artists.
After hearing the words "Sima Mad", the red bearded old man's face, which was originally flushed with anger, was instantly stunned, and then all the blood faded, and even the red whiskers that were blown up completely wilted.
"You, you're a thief?!"
The red-bearded old man was shocked, and he didn't even stumble when he spoke, the impact of the name "Sima Madness" on him was too great, and it aroused the deepest fear in his heart.
It's just a name, and it has already scared a congenital powerhouse into losing his square inch, what is the origin of this Sima madness?!
Jiang Zhan looked at the red-bearded old man who had become panicked and Sima Maniac beside him, whose temperament had changed drastically, and his heart was equally shocked.
"No, it can't be, you must be saying ......"
Before he could finish a complete sentence, the old man with the red beard suddenly found that he had lost the ability to speak, no, it should be said that he was horrified to find that at this moment he only had a head left.
I don't know when, a vicissitudes of the tiger appeared next to the red-bearded old man, and a slap directly slapped his body into powder.
The head covered with red whiskers fell to the ground, but strangely enough, not even a trace of blood was spilled.
The old man with the red beard, perish!
It's just a blink of an eye, and an innate martial artist has fallen like this, and what's even more terrifying is that he didn't even have a chance to resist, so he was directly bombarded and killed into scum.
At this moment, the white tiger, which had been consumed for a long time with Jiang Zhan's immature "potential", seemed to have evolved to another level, and even the innate powerhouse could not resist its thunderous blow.
This result shocked everyone.
Jiang Zhan on the side saw all this clearly, but he still had an illusion like a dream, this was a congenital powerhouse, and he was silently killed under his nose like this.
It turned out that Sima Mad's strength had actually reached such a level.
Jiang Zhan knew in his heart that if he could kill the innate martial artist at will, I was afraid that Sima Mad's cultivation strength was no longer in the innate stage, and he was definitely a terrifying powerhouse above the innate stage.
"Fierce beast White Tiger! he is really a thief!"
The faces of the remaining three innate stage martial artists turned white, and their eyes were full of despair, they didn't expect that the white-clothed young man in front of them was really Sima Xiaothief.
"I gave you a chance, but you don't want to, you have to chase you here to die. ”
"Not only do you want to kill me, but you don't even want to let him go. ”
Pointing at Jiang Zhan, Sima Mad had a mocking smile on his face, tilted his head slightly, and looked at the remaining three innate stage martial artists.
And at this moment, the aura on his body was no longer just the innate realm that had been revealed before, it was another aura that was unfamiliar to everyone present, far more majestic and domineering than the innate realm.
It belongs to the aura of a strong man who has transcended the realm of the innate stage!
"In that case, then go and die. ”