Admiring the strong and empathizing with the weak is a common disease of people.

It was precisely because he knew this well that Su Qi did not kill Chen Guanhai and Kong Zhang happily.

In addition to the hatred of the two demi-saints that can stimulate the demon fetus to be more crazy, it can also harvest another wave from the live broadcast room.

Although the little black fans online are less and less stimulated by the magic fetus, no matter how small the mosquito legs are, they are still meat.

"Stop! Spare the hole! Beg... Please! At the same time, seeing that Kong Zhang was about to be strangled to death by Su Qi, Chen Guanhai struggled frantically while gritting his teeth and screaming.

He didn't want to bow his head to Su Yan, but Chen Guanhai couldn't watch Kong Zhang, who had poured all his efforts into cultivation, die in front of him.

Even in the face of Chen Guanhai, who had never begged his master, he didn't even know how the words "please" came out of his mouth at this moment, and the hatred in his heart was like a sea of turmoil.

Hearing this, Su Yan glanced at Chen Guanhai, who was half-kneeling in the void, smiled faintly, and then slowly let go of his left hand.

Suddenly, the sound of taking a big breath of air came from Kong Zhang's mouth, and at this moment, Kong Zhang seemed to grasp the life-saving straw, and almost used all his strength to breathe.

"Senior brother, you don't ask for him! Su Yan, kill me! Kill me! But in the next moment, Kong Zhang roared wildly.

He heard Chen Guanhai's pleading, which made Kong Zhang's heart twist like a knife.

As the founding disciple of the master, no one knows better than Kong Zhang how proud Chen Guanhai is.

But now for the sake of his life, he, the elder brother who is also a master and a father, has bowed his head to others.

Such humiliation is even worse than killing him.

If it was the master who wanted to kill him at this moment, or the supreme governor of the Great Xia Federation, Kong Zhang might accept such a shame.

But Chen Guanhai is now begging for Su Qi, who he looks down on the most, how can this be!

Kong Zhang's eyes were about to split, and the hatred and killing intent in his eyes were surging, he stared at Su Yan tightly, and his right hand slowly stretched out to the sleeve pocket of his long shirt.

Hidden in the pocket of the caftan was a gourd that shimmered like gold.

He thought that he didn't know the ghosts, but Su Yan had the eyes to observe the six-way supernatural power at 360 degrees without dead ends, so he naturally had an unobstructed view.

With a faint smile, Su Yan instantly put away the giant sword, freed his right hand, and turned his eyes slightly, looking at the four characters on the light curtain panel.

At the same time, as Su Yan put away the giant sword, the great sacrificial wine Chen Guanhai naturally regained his freedom.

Bang!

Almost at the moment when freedom was restored, the qi and blood like the abyss and the sea rushed into the sky, and the mighty true qi that rolled like a tide was agitated, squeezing the void and the sky again and again.

At this moment, the unforgettable humiliation and hatred turned into a piercing killing intent, Chen Guanhai held the ring ruler in his hand, and frantically shot at Su Qi to kill.

He was not grateful for Su Yan for letting go of Kong Zhang, and would only regard this time as a lifelong shame.

And the only way to wash away the shame is to break Su Yan's body into thousands of pieces.

"Kill!" Chen Guanhai roared angrily, with murderous intent.

At the same time, Kong Zhang also took out the golden gourd in his sleeve pocket, his face was hideously twisted, and he reached out to unscrew the gourd stopper.

"Die!" Kong Zhang was angry and roared.

This golden gourd was given by the master, and it can condense the sword intent and sword qi on weekdays and store it in it.

Once the stopper is opened, a long river of sword qi will pour out.

Like Chen Guanhai, he also did not appreciate Su Qi's grace of not killing, and he never thought that he was wrong.

He was born in a wealthy family, his cultivation talent is unparalleled, and he is known as a natural saint, and all good things should belong to him.

What qualifications do ordinary people like Su Yan have to compete with him?

If the senior brother wants to kill Su Yan, he should obediently stick out his neck, and it is his fault to resist!

At this moment, as long as he unscrews the sword plug, everything will be over.

The one who had the last laugh was still him, a natural saint.

This scene appeared simultaneously in the screen of Su Qi's live broadcast room, and hundreds of millions of online viewers suddenly widened their eyes, nervously as if they had forgotten to breathe.

Why did Su Qi, who had the upper hand one moment, fall into a life-and-death crisis the next second?

In the face of such a must-kill game, can Su Qi still turn the tables?

Only the little black fans in the live broadcast room celebrated with their crowns, and after tossing and entangled for so long, they can finally take Guan Su Dog.

In an instant, countless eyes fell on Su Qi, and time seemed to stand still at this moment.

However, in the next moment, before Kong Zhang could unscrew the sword glove, the golden sword glove disappeared from his palm out of thin air.

When he reappeared, he had already reached the palm of Su Qi's right hand.

And Su Yan, who got the sword gourd, didn't even look at it, so he put it into the purple gourd and reached out to grab the giant sword.

Bang!

Almost at the moment when Su Qi held the giant sword, Chen Guanhai, the great sacrificial wine that shot three zhang away from Su Qi, once again knelt in the void, raised his hands high, and clamped the giant sword that was condensed by sword intent.

The inevitable death game on the line of life and death came to an abrupt end like this, which caught people off guard.

Whether it is Chen Guanhai or Kong Zhang, his eyes are full of despair at this moment.

Why did they exhaust all means, but they still couldn't kill Su Yan?

Wrath!

Unwilling!

Hatred!

Endless hatred surged out from the hearts of Chen Guanhai and Kong Zhang, and frantically swept towards Su Yan.

Bang!

I saw that in the sea of Su Qi's dantian qi, the immortal spirit vitality like an abyss and a sea gushed out from the demon fetus body, washing over and over again in his body Zhou Tian.

The hatred of the two demi-saints.

The shock of hundreds of millions of viewers in the live broadcast room, the abuse of little black fans, and the schadenfreude of the melon-eating public.

Again and again, it stimulates the demon fetus to surge and release the immortal vitality.

In addition, there are the days when the interior of the Purple Mansion is imprinted.

A multi-pronged approach.

In an instant, Zhou Tian in Su Qi's body underwent earth-shaking changes.

His limbs and internal organs were all blooming with golden light, frantically swallowing the immortal vitality.

And in the sea of dantian qi, the huge waves were monstrous, and a green lotus slowly rose and gushed out from the sea of true qi.

The thirty-six petals of green lotus grew wildly against the backdrop of five lotus leaves, and almost instantly became the size of a demon fetus connected to the heavens and the earth.

On the lotus stems like the giant pillars of the sky, the spikes like sharp swords shimmered with a faint blue light.

The lotus stem is connected to the nine-section lotus root rooted in the sea of true qi, and the five-colored light on it is surging, as if there is chaos entwined and churning.

Bitter sea planting green lotus!

This is a top-level vision, and only the Heavenly Proud Demon of the Upper Realm's top-level Holy Land family can possess it.

The appearance of such a vision in Su Qi's dantian qi sea marked that he had completed the first difficulty of the demi-saint.

Not only does he have a longevity of ten thousand years, but he has also been washed by the immortal spirit vitality and tempered a top-level immortal fetal holy body.

Seeing this scene, Su Qi's heart was still unwavering, and there was no ripple on his face.

He is not interested in cultivation at all, and it is better to brush up on the female anchor in the same city with this kung fu.

But Chen Guanhai and Kong Zhang were too enthusiastic, so they had to help him improve his skills.

As an honest person who has a good grasp of human feelings and worldliness, and at the same time wants face, what can he do?