Chapter 52: Grab the gold medal
Su Yizhao stretched out his right hand.
But there was no gold medal on his right hand, but a silver flying sword.
"Boy! Haha, I want to resist! The monk surnamed Tang laughed as if he saw an idiot, "Beat to a cripple!" ”
Su Yizhao's heart moved, and his figure disappeared in place in an instant.
Dzogchen "Leaping Technique".
In the Purple Mansion, the soul villain suddenly stood up, and his ten fingers pinched sharply.
Suddenly, an entity-like soul arrow shot out of the Purple Mansion in an instant.
The Great Perfection "Yin Soul Thorn".
In the air, silver light flickered, and it shuttled through the void in an instant.
Dzogchen "Earth Sword Technique".
In a breath, he was already attacking with all his might.
Before the monk surnamed Tang finished speaking, his mouth of laughter had not yet been closed, but he felt a tingling pain in his mind, and a cold came from his throat.
The monks present didn't blink their eyes, and they could already see that the monk surnamed Tang had half a flying sword on his throat.
The blade of the flying sword emitted a chill.
A streak of blood flowed down the cold.
Pierced from the back of the neck, instantly piercing the trachea.
What's even more vicious is that half of the flying sword remains in the throat, blocking the blood-spurting trachea.
So, only a trace of blood flowed out.
Chi Xiangdong rubbed his eyes.
All the monks rubbed their eyes vigorously.
This is the speed that a Five God Realm cultivator should have?
Su Yizhao clinged to the back of the monk surnamed Tang, stretched out his right hand, and gently pinched the sword body in front of his throat.
Only then did the monk surnamed Tang react and struggled instinctively.
"Don't move!" Su Yizhao said softly, "Look, you're bleeding!" ”
The flying sword was shaken, and a stream of blood came out!
"You, who are you?" Chi Xiangdong flew upside down in horror.
Su Yizhao gently flicked the flying sword, and suddenly, blood gushed out.
"Gold medal, crippled!" He smiled at the monks around him, "Xiangdong, this name is good, the problem is in this surname, fellow Daoists, we have been sold, what should we do?" ”
"How dare you hurt someone? Although Zhongzhou is big, there will never be a place for you! The monk couldn't help but roar.
Su Yizhao frowned, clenched the flying sword, and pulled it out violently.
"Puff ......!"
In an instant, blood spurted.
He let go of his hand, and the monk surnamed Tang instantly threw himself to the ground.
"He killed Donald! Don't do it yet! The surrounding monks were frightened and moved instantly.
Su Yizhao chuckled: "I don't like to be threatened the most!" ”
The figure shook, and suddenly the sky was filled with silver light.
In the Purple Mansion, the soul villain stood up, pinched his ten fingers sharply, and one after another sharp arrows shot away from the Purple Mansion.
Seventeen monks shot at him at the same time, and all kinds of mysterious weapons, soul attacks, and giant swords smashed on him in an instant.
The figure instantly turned to ashes.
"Puff puff ......!"
Chi Xiangdong was extremely shocked, and involuntarily retreated step by step.
The soul attack came in an instant, and all the monks were stunned at the same time, and by the time they came to their senses, the silver light had already passed through their foreheads.
Seventeen monks still retained the appearance of casting spells.
But in an instant, blood appeared on his forehead at the same time, and his body became weak, and he fell down immediately.
At this time, the mysterious artifacts they sacrificed also landed at the same time.
"Puff puff ......!"
The body fell, revealing a monk in Tsing Yi behind them, smiling at Chi Xiangdong.
The ten monks who were with him had already looked stupid.
The three monks who had provoked him before were even weaker.
Who is he?
The Xuanqi Sect's gold medal law enforcement disciple was so terrifying?
"Who else?" Su Yizhao put his hands behind his back and asked, "Who else wants to snatch my gold medal?" ”
One breath, two breaths.
No one dared to answer!
With a slight gesture of both hands, eighteen storage rings flew in his hands.
"People, it is the most sinister, dust to dust, dust to dust, go in peace!" A small fireball appeared on his ten fingers, and with a gentle blow from his mouth, the fireball instantly pounced on the corpse.
"Flicker......flicker!"
After more than a dozen breaths, there were only eighteen piles of ashes on the ground.
In the entire vast world, there were only eleven of them left, as if that ship and those eighteen monks had never been there!
"As far as I know, there is nothing sinister in this forest, Chi Daoyou, can we go?" Su Yizhao repeated what he had asked before.
Chi Xiangdong was forced by his eyes, and he actually retreated step by step.
The other ten monks were also trembling, who would have thought that there would be such a demon in this team?
Moreover, we have been together for two years!
Su Yizhao beckoned to the east and motioned for him to come over.
Chi Xiangdong seemed to be out of control, and he really walked towards him step by step.
What is this realm?
Seven Divine Realm?
The eyes of the ten monks next to him widened.
Yes, only the Seven God Realms can instantly destroy eighteen Six God Realms.
Chi Xiangdong seemed to be still in shock, his eyes were glazed, and he approached step by step without a look.
When the rest of the year remained, the mutation suddenly occurred.
I saw Chi Xiangdong punch violently.
The distance is more than a few feet, and the fist is reached.
The fist hit the chest without incident.
"Haha, Chi is dead, I'll kill you first!" Chi Xiangdong punched and couldn't help screaming.
But suddenly, his face changed drastically.
I saw his fist pass through Su Yizhao's chest, but it was like a blow in the air.
The smile on the corner of Su Yizhao's mouth in front of him dissipated instantly.
"Virtual, illusory? That's impossible! Chi Xiangdong turned his head to look around.
Su Yizhao stood behind him and smiled again.
The past two years have really not been in vain.
If you can't improve the realm, it's okay, just concentrate on figuring out spells.
This fifth-order "Leaping Technique" was hardly ground to the Great Perfection by him.
Fifth-order spells!
Without the perception of the Tao, there will be no understanding of the arts.
How many people in this world can cultivate fifth-order spells to the Great Perfection?
"I don't believe it!" Chi Xiangdong's eyes were red, as if he was crazy, his body flashed, and he raised his fist to attack.
Su Yizhao wanted to try to punch him.
I especially want to.
After all, it's not good to bully him with the Great Perfection spell all the time!
Therefore, he used all his mana, gathered in his right fist, kicked the ground with his right foot, and slammed it.
Chi Xiangdong's red eyes showed a hint of joy.
In the void, a ripple flashed in an instant.
A flying sword shot in.
The three cultivations of qi, body, and soul finally all shot.
In the gale, the two fists collided violently.
"Boom!"
Su Yizhao only felt a sharp pain in his right hand, and a strong force came in an instant.
The power goes down the right fist and twists into the right arm.
"Click, click, click......!"
His right arm seemed to be wrenched by the void, and his sleeve was shattered.
"Boom!"
The power was transmitted to his right shoulder, and his whole body was like a heavy blow, and blood spurted out with a "wow" and flew upside down.
At this time, in the Purple Mansion, the soul villain's eyes were staring at the silver-gray arrows that shot at him, and the soul power of his body surged towards the shield.
"Bang!"
With a muffled sound, a huge force came from the shield, and the soul villain fell to the ground in an instant.
At the same time, a flying sword turned into a streamer, catching up with Su Yizhao, who was flying upside down in the air, and in an instant, it was about to stab into the forehead.
In a flash of lightning, the situation was reversed in an instant.
Next to them, the ten monks were like wood, not to mention their eyes, and even their thoughts could not keep up with the reversal of the situation.
At this time, everyone only knew that in an instant, one person would die!