Chapter One Thousand One Hundred and Ninety-Three: Kicking the Steel Plate

"Mr. Joe. ”

The children of the Wei family suddenly gathered around Du Shaofu, and their hearts were palpitating, and cold sweat broke out on their heads.

Just now, they were about to be damaged, and now I think about it, there is still a creepy feeling, the other party is too powerful, so strong that their lives can be silent.

"Thank you, Mr. Joe, for saving me again. ”

Old Lady Wei was very grateful, but at this moment, looking at the half-hundred old men and other more than a dozen people with terrifying breaths, her eyes were also very solemn, and she said in Du Shaofu's ear: "This is the fourteen lords of Lushan, fourteen sworn brothers, famous in Wanzhou, because of their treacherous and cunning, and their strength is very strong, so even those big forces are not willing to provoke easily." ”

"Fourteen Devils in Lushan, since you have already paid the price, let's get out!"

Du Shaofu said such a sentence, the strength of these dozen people is good, they are all in the Martial Venerable Realm, and the strongest is already at the peak of the Nirvana Martial Venerable, and it is only one step away from the Domain Realm, and it is indeed a giant within a continent.

But Du Shaofu didn't take it to heart, he was just too lazy to make a move, as long as these guys didn't come to provoke him.

"Boy, are you talking to us!"

An extremely tall middle-aged man beside the half-hundred-year-old man in the lead looked directly at Du Shaofu, his eyes showing cold and murderous intent, and the corners of his eyes twitched.

"Why, if you want to do it, you can come up and try it. ”

Du Shaofu opened his mouth lightly, looking directly at the middle-aged man, he didn't have a good impression of these guys, and if he still wanted to provoke him, he didn't mind killing them.

"Boy, you're really tired of being alive!"

The middle-aged man with an extremely tall figure finally couldn't help it, and a terrifying cold aura erupted from his body, wanting to freeze the surrounding space.

Some cultivators around who were not strong enough instantly had frost on their eyebrows, and their souls trembled from the cold!

"Whew!"

The middle-aged man made a move, stomped on the ground, and an extremely cold breath rushed out, and the figure swept out, waving his hand with runes condensed, turning into a cold ice knife that was about to distort the void, and slashed towards Du Shaofu in an instant, sharp and vicious, ruthless and gloomy.

"Click......"

Under such an attack, where the Ice Broadsword passed, the ground of the chalk field was directly frozen to the point of cracking, turning into broken ice, and a cold ice qi that made the Yuan Shen tremble penetrated the void.

This person is the peak Martial Venerable of the Mixed Yuan, and he is not far from the Nirvana Martial Venerable, and there are not many people present who can compare with him, and they are all frozen by the cold breath and trembling.

"The third ice owl of the fourteen owls in Lushan, the cold ice Xuan Qi of cultivation is so terrifying, it can freeze the Xuan Qi and the Yuan Shen!"

Someone exclaimed, gasping for Du Shaofu who was facing him, knowing how powerful this ice owl is, it is an absolute murderer who is famous in Wanzhou!

"Whew!"

A knife fell, cutting through the void, and ice runes filled the air.

Under the eyes of everyone, Du Shaofu was directly slashed by the energy ice broadsword, and his body turned into broken ice, but then disappeared into the void without any blood mist.

"It's an afterimage!"

There was a surprised voice with good eyesight, and he saw that the slashed figure was just an afterimage.

At this moment, the ice owl's face suddenly changed greatly, as if he sensed something and wanted to turn back.

But it was too late, and Du Shaofu's figure appeared behind him.

"Click!"

There was a void distorted, Du Shaofu reached out with a chalk hand, bent his palm as a claw, and grabbed the neck of the ice owl incredibly, with a crisp 'click' sound, he saw the blood spurting chalk, the head and neck of the ice owl had been separated, his eyes were about to burst out of his sockets, his pupils constricted, and then his body and head collapsed into blood mist at the same time.

This speed is too fast, and everyone has not yet reacted, and the cultivation of this Ice Owl Mixed Yuan Martial Venerable has already been lost.

There was silence all over the place, and rows of mouths opened in astonishment, and a martial arts powerhouse who was at the peak level of mixed yuan cultivation was killed in seconds.

The rest of the fourteen owls in the foothills looked at each other one by one, and then they were shocked, and the cold gaze of the half-hundred old man in the lead suddenly became twitching.

The fourteen owls of this foothill only knew at this moment that this time they had provoked people who should not be provoked, and this time they kicked the steel plate.

"It's not good, run away!"

The half-hundred-year-old man in the lead shouted, and came back to his senses in an instant, the seemingly young man in front of him was a person they couldn't afford to provoke, and he could kill the ice owl in seconds, at least it was also a domain realm cultivation, and all of them together would not be opponents.

With the other party's fierce killing method, it is definitely not a good stubble, and if you provoke the other party at this moment, I am afraid that it will definitely not end well.

"Whoosh ......"

More than a dozen figures swept out, and in the horror of their faces, they directly jumped into the air and wanted to leave, where did they dare to stay, in the face of absolute strength, there was only the opportunity to escape.

"Since you provoked me, let's all die!"

Du Shaofu's eyes were cold, and a purple flame suddenly flashed in his eyes.

"......Snort"

Suddenly, more than a dozen figures that had just taken off in the air stopped in the void, one by one, their eyes were frightened, their flesh was cracked, their bodies were cracked, and purple light overflowed from the inside out of their bodies, emitting a dazzling light.

"Bang ......"

More than a dozen muffled sounds exploded in the void, and the bodies of the fourteen owls in the foothills exploded, and there were rolling purple flames in their bodies, burning the void with blazing heat.

The purple runes annihilated in the void, like purple fireworks blooming, but they took away the lives of the fourteen owls of the foothills, leaving their bones gone.

The fourteen owls of the Lushan Mountain who were famous in Wanzhou, more than a dozen martial powerhouses, and the murderers who were only one step away from the realm of the realm, but they were killed cleanly and neatly.

This way of killing also made the surrounding creatures creepy.

"Goo-Goo......

There was a moment of sluggishness before the sound of spitting could be heard all around.

On the chalk field, the three or four hundred figures were still surging like people, and they originally seemed to want to stand with the fourteen owls of Lushan, but at this moment, they were already frightened and frightened, for fear that they would also follow in the footsteps of the fourteen owls of Lushan.

"Who is he, he doesn't seem to be very old, is he a proud person? ”

Someone was speaking in a low voice, looking at Du Shaofu from afar, guessing his identity, such an age and cultivation strength, only those Tianjiao Supremes could do it.

Everyone in the Wei family was also shocked and excited at the moment, this Mr. Qiao's strength once again exceeded their expectations, this is an out-and-out Tianjiao figure, no wonder he wants to push the Tianjiao Supreme in this Heavenly Demon Battlefield sideways, he has the ability to self-confidence, and he is also a person who kills fiercely, not easy to mess with.

Wei Jiajia's red lips were also stunned, how could she have thought that a person who could help casually was such a strong person, such a proud person.

"Whew......"

Suddenly, the sound of a dragon's roar resounded like thunder, and the sound made the town tremble, breaking the dead silence of the chalk field in the shocking town.