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Seeing Zi Ming's face close at hand, with a cold smile, Zhuo Hua suddenly had a strong fear in his heart, this guy is now playing with himself? How is it possible! He is the first person in the inner sect of the Sun Moon Sect, and he has been surpassed by an outer disciple! Zhuo Hua only felt that his state of mind was about to collapse! No wonder, just now Zi Ming would clamo to go to life and death with him, it turned out that he had such strength

"It's time to finish~" Ziming smiled indifferently, and his calm smile made Zhuohua's heart flood with endless fear.

Zi Ming's left hand suddenly tugged up, and the cold breath pierced into the pores of the scorching Hua like an ice needle, and when it was placed in the karmic fire, it had long been extinguished into smoke. Zi Ming used both hands and pulled back, forming a traction force with strong horizontal force, like a deep-sea giant beast opening its bloody mouth, incorporating everything around it.

Everyone boiled in an instant, as if it was bubbling hot water, churning up one piece after another. What is the origin of this Ziming? Even if he came from everyone's sect, this kind of performance is really exaggerated enough! Could it be that he is a member of the royal family of the Lansydneys Continent? If so, why would he come to the Sun Moon Sect if he didn't stay in the Royal Academy? Everyone was puzzled and discussed. Actually easily defeated Chu Zhuohua, the first person in the inner gate? This undoubtedly confirmed something.

Boom! Zhuohua fell to the ground with a bang, and he felt like he had been hammered in the back. His body was weak, and he fell directly, and at the same time, bright red blood spurted out of his mouth, and above his arm, there was a strong pain that pierced his heart, and Zhuo Hua knew that it was the feeling of bursting muscles and bones. Under the torture of severe pain, Zhuohua had a feeling of nausea and vomiting

Zi Ming looked at Zhuohua who fell to the ground, and smiled coldly, for those who want their own lives, there is only an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth.

Looking at Zhuohua who couldn't survive or die on the ground, everyone came back from their stunned, and their eyes turned to Ziming, at this time, everyone seemed to be looking at not a person, but a monster. Such a person is really a source of anger for the outer disciples! In the future, after tea and dinner, there will be a new topic of discussion

"What do you want to do, we are disciples of the same sect, can you let me go?" Zhuo Hua felt the coldness on Zi Ming's body, and naturally understood what situation he was going to face at this moment, and immediately said anxiously and panickedly.

Zhuo Hua's eyes were stunned, his pupils trembled slightly, and his eyes that were invincible at first had long since dimmed, and only fear, hesitation, and remorse remained in his eyes, as if he was a prisoner waiting for trial.

Looking at Ziming, who had not heard it, he seemed to realize that what he had just said did not work. Zhuo Hua hurriedly changed his words, and the tone of prayer was changed to a threatening tone between opening and closing his mouth: "The rules of the Sun Moon Sect are clearly written, outside the life and death platform, disciples of the same sect are not allowed to attack each other!"

"Oh, did you think so when you did it to me?" Ziming touched his nose, looked at Zhuohua who collapsed on the ground, and said indifferently.

Why didn't Zhuohua think about this when he did it to Ziming? Now, he was ashamed to say such words. All the onlookers present looked at Zhuohua with sarcasm, and the eyes were like sharp blades, each of which was inserted into the weakness of Zhuohua's heart. As the saying goes, those who insult others will always be humiliated. When insulting people, you should be mentally prepared for this!

"Please have mercy and take my life," Zhuohua said tremblingly. Before the words fell, Zhuo Hua felt a burst of heat on his face, so many people around him were looking at him, how embarrassing was this for him, the first person in the inner door?

Zi Ming narrowed his eyes, his mouth was slightly raised, and his white teeth showed a cold and strange meaning at this moment, Zi Ming tried his best to squeeze out a very kind expression, but under this kindness, there was a majestic murderous opportunity

Zi Ming raised his hand and motioned for the surrounding spectators to retreat. The onlookers were quite acquainted, and seeing that Ziming was so fierce, he ordered everyone to retreat, and who dared to stay? What did it mean for Ziming to let everyone retreat? Presumably, those spectators also knew it in their hearts

Zi Ming looked around and saw that everyone had dispersed, and the curvature of the smile on the corner of his mouth gradually recovered to be flat and indifferent.

Ghost Drafting-Ghost: Ice! The gap between Ziming's fingers, a flash of coldness, full of killing intent is undoubted, and his fingers dance dexterously!

Snort, snort, sneer The ice needle fell, and the blood stains overflowed, until the ice needle completely submerged into its body, the cold breath was suddenly exposed, and the white frost mist curled up, and the bone-chilling ice blocked the blood flow of the scorching flower. The cold that approached the bone marrow made Zhuohua tremble incessantly, until the "ghost power" in his body was completely disintegrated

For those who have inherited the "power of ghosts and gods", it is only a matter of time before they grow back. To truly abolish a person's cultivation is to destroy his "soul circuit". The power of the ghost and the control of the Yuan Force are completely controlled by the ontological soul, and once the "soul circuit" is destroyed, then the ghost cannot be released, and that is the real abolition of a person

"Ziming, you actually abolished my cultivation, you can't die well. Zhuohua roared viciously, his heart was full of despair, now, he has become a complete waste? His heart is full of remorse, he regrets that he underestimated the enemy, regrets that he didn't find a few more people to help, regrets provoking a stronger person than himself, he thinks that he can kill Ziming alone, which led to the current situation, Zhuohua, he really hates!

"Oh?" Zi Ming smiled indifferently. If he didn't do this, then he would be in this situation now, right? Zhuohua wanted to gain sympathy from the current Ziming, is this possible? Looking at Zhuohua's long-lasting curse, he sighed lightly. In a world where strength is respected, it is not terrible to be weak, but from an invincible high strength to a weak wind, then this is undoubtedly the greatest destruction of the mind and body.

Zhuohua's sharp words stabbed Ziming's eardrum again and again. The vicious tone did not stop for a moment. Perhaps, only in this way can he vent his unhappiness, right? The current Zhuohua, whether it is mental or physical, can not withstand this kind of destruction, and even has the heart to die

Ziming doesn't want to provoke others, he has always insisted that people don't offend me, I don't offend people. And after today, Zi Ming will have one more enemy, an outlaw has no scruples, after seeing the fox friends of the ink python, Zi Ming also realized that these avengers are terrible

With Zhuohua's temperament, expect him to keep to himself? That is impossible. Keeping Zhuohua is simply a disaster for raising ghosts! If you show mercy to your subordinates this time, then you will be too "cruel"! Why do you say that "killing" is also a kind of "kindness"? Then this is the explanation

"Since you are ruthless first, then, if I am ruthless, you have no reason to complain, right?" The cold voice fell, and Zhuo Hua was so frightened that he immediately shut up, but unfortunately, it was too late.

Ziming's crimson pupils emitted a burst of demonic light, and the pale golden yuan power gathered in his hand, forming a flickering cold blade. The knife rises, the cold light appears, the knife falls, and the blood is stained. Because of the blockade of the ice needles, the blood did not gush out, but it was just like a stream, dappled and dead on the ground

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