"Brother of Qingchuan Gate and Wuhuang Mansion, this little monk is handed over to you, Su Chen is from our Phantom Yang Sect, I hope you don't interfere."

More than 20 genius disciples of the Illusory Yang Sect gathered together, and the leading one was the powerhouse of the Martial King Sixfold, and there were two Martial King Sixfolds, four Martial Kings Fivefold, and the rest were all under the Martial King Quadruple.

"Okay."

Qingchuan Gate and Wuhuang Mansion were also happy to give a favor to the Illusory Yang Sect, after all, they had no grievances with Su Chen, and the Illusory Yang Sect had suffered a loss in the Xuantian Realm, and it was no secret that they knew about it.

Moreover, they are not interested in Su Chen himself, this little monk is full of treasures, and he doesn't know how many people's wealth has been robbed in this sea area recently.

"Little monk, let's fight separately."

Su Chensi slowly pulled out the Heavenly Mandate Sword, his whole body was full of golden light, and his murderous aura was soaring, and he took the lead in killing towards the Phantom Sun Sect camp.

"Amitabha."

The little monk of compassion clasped his hands together, he was full of holy light, a body of Buddha nature, no matter how you look at it, he is a high-ranking monk with Buddha potential.

"Su Chen, take your life."

Wang Liang, who appeared at the beginning, slashed out a shocking sword light, and came straight to Su Chen, his eyes were shining, in his eyes, Su Chen was the prey, as long as he killed Su Chen, his status in the Illusory Yang Sect would be able to rise, and the one million top-grade Yuan Shi was a lot of wealth.

"If you want to kill me, see if you have the ability."

Su Chen's voice was like thunder, and the thirteen swords of the Mandate of Heaven were as fast as lightning, and he didn't put these disciples of the Illusory Yang Sect in front of him at all.

Moreover, the so-called geniuses, they are not at all, this

Some people who have cultivated to reach the fifth level of the Martial King are at least twenty-five years old, and those who have reached this cultivation at this age are nothing compared to those real Tianjiao in the Era Continent.

Those ancient clans, holy lands, and demonic geniuses in the Great Sect often become martial emperors at the age of fifteen or sixteen, and some even become respected at the age of youth, they have talents and physique beyond ordinary people, adhering to the heavenly fortune and creation, born against the sky, coupled with the cultivation of rare resources, they began to be infinitely brilliant when they were young, and that is the real Tianjiao.

Lingzhou is a small place after all.

The woman in red that Su Chen saw in the Xuantian Realm before was still a figure in the younger generation.

Whew!

Yes!

With a terrible scream, Su Chen pierced Wang Liang's body with a sword and killed him on the spot.

Su Chen pulled out his sword with his hand, his black hair danced in the wind, he was above the top of the waves, like a world-shattering god.

"What?"

This scene not only shocked everyone in the Phantom Yang Sect, but even the people of Qingchuan Gate and Wuhuang Mansion, who had originally focused all their attention on the little monk, were shocked, and they looked at Su Chen with ghost-watching eyes one by one, shocked to the extreme.

"How is this possible, his cultivation is obviously only the first level of the Martial King, even if it is the peak of the Martial King, but killing the fifth level of the Martial King with one move, this is too outrageous."

"Didn't he come from that little realm? How can there be such an ungodly talent in a small place. ”

"It's too ruthless, no wonder the elders of the Phantom Yang Sect have suffered losses over there, I didn't expect this Su Chen to be so terrifying."

…………

Everyone was shocked, and the little monk's ancient eyes couldn't help but tremble a few times, and he looked at Su Chen, as if he had fallen in

Contemplation.

"Su Chen, you are crazy, dare to kill my people from the Illusory Yang Sect here."

A martial king sixfold young man spoke loudly.

Su Chen laughed when he heard this, and slashed out with a sword, the thunder flashed, and with a bang, the opponent's sailboat was cut in half.

The man asked himself, how dare he?

How did he ask such idiotic and retarded words.

It's ridiculous, between Su Chen and the Phantom Yang Sect, it is an endless game, since the identity has been exposed, what is there to say, if the Phantom Yang Sect wants to kill itself, then it depends on how many of them are dead enough, provoke Su Chen, sooner or later, one day, ascend to the Phantom Yang Sect and destroy it.

The path of cultivation is already cruel, and every person in a higher position has white bones under his feet.

Su Chen achieved the prestige of the Emperor of the Mandate of Heaven in his previous life, along the way, he killed decisively, and the warriors who died in his hands were countless, and the forces that were destroyed by him did not know how many, once one person and one sword, leveling a holy land.

"Su Chen, take your life, Dragon Tide."

The six-fold youth of the Martial King was furious, he was wearing a black armor, his whole body was surging, he pinched his hands, and the waves around him began to condense, with him as the center, more than a dozen water dragon waves swirled up, towards Su Chen's oppression.

"Okay, Senior Brother Zhou has a water attribute physique, and in this sea area, he has an innate advantage."

Someone from the Illusory Sun Sect spoke.

"The dragon of all waters, the momentum is big enough, but unfortunately, it is useless."

Su Chen's body shook, endless waves of fire filled the air, he held the sword in one hand, and condensed the Purgatory Flame Dragon Palm with the other hand, a sky-high fire dragon, emitting a heaven-shattering roar, almost triggering the sea area within a radius of a hundred miles.

Bang......

Su Chen pushed with one hand, and the Purgatory Flame Dragon Palm roared out, the other party

The dragon tide could not resist the impact of the fire dragon at all, and was instantly burned into steam.

The so-called five elements are also divided into levels, how can water overcome divine fire.

Bang......

The void exploded, and the fire dragon was ridiculously strong, slamming into the young man's body, tearing his flesh apart and burning him to ashes.

One move, Martial King Sixfold, die!

At this moment, the audience was completely blown up, and the disciples of the Illusory Yang Sect were all resurrected, all along, they had always thought that Su Chen was able to kill Elder Qian Gang, the martial king of their Illusory Yang Sect, because he had used some special power, but they ignored Su Chen's own strength.

"Brother Zheng Hao, please also help, help me with the help of the Illusory Yang Sect, there will be a good reward in the future."

The people of the Illusory Yang Sect were frightened, and another master of the Martial King Sixfold directly surrendered to the white-clothed young man who took the lead in the Qingchuan Gate, and this white-clothed young man cultivated even stronger, reaching the Martial King Sevenfold.

Although there is only one level difference between the Martial King Sixfold and the Martial King Sevenfold, it is a leap from the middle of the Martial King to the late Martial King, and it is not the same.

With Su Chen's current combat strength, he could easily fight and kill the Martial King Sixfold, but against the Martial King Sevenfold, it was a little dwarfed.

"Okay, 500,000 top-grade yuan stones, I'll help you once."

Zheng Hao said with a smile.

"What? 500,000, isn't this a robbery while the fire is on? ”

Someone exclaimed.

"Amitabha, don't you exist as little monks? Your goal is me. ”

The little monk of mercy spoke.

"Little bald donkey, a thief with a triple martial king, you are a hairy, I will slap you first and call you grandpa."

A martial king five-fold powerhouse in Qingchuan Gate made a decisive move and slammed into the little monk of mercy with one punch.

"Amitabha, the donor is angry

Heavy, the little monk is here to overtake you. ”

The little monk's clothes fluttered, and he flew up in the air, and slapped lightly.

Yes......

The golden wave swept everything, and the five-fold powerhouse of the Martial King who was shouting from the Qingchuan Gate was slapped into powder by the little monk's palm and evaporated on the spot.

"What?"

Everyone in Qingchuanmen exclaimed, their eyes were about to pop out, and someone's gaze kept changing on Su Chen and the little monk, what kind of fucking freak is this.

"Amitabha, you are too angry, you all need to be exceeded."

The little monk had a compassionate face, golden waves were rolling all over his body, and his strong momentum continued to soar, and he slapped it again.

The huge red golden palm slapped at a warship in Qingchuanmen, and the warship shattered.

Yes......

The terrible screams filled the sea, and the little monk slapped his palm, destroyed the opponent's warship, and also killed three or four disciples of the Martial King.

"his mother, this little bald donkey is hiding his strength."

Someone exclaimed.

Su Chen and Zhuang Zhuang looked at the solemn little monk.

How can this guy's Dharma name be called compassion?

This is completely a killing Buddha!

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