After a short silence, there was an uproar!

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Several Tiangang Sect disciples who were originally following Cheng Peng hurriedly ran over, helped Cheng Peng up, and glared angrily at Su Zimo one by one, but they looked jealous and didn't dare to step forward.

Cheng Peng ended up like this under this sword qi, which of them could resist when they stepped forward?

"Let's go!"

Cheng Peng's face was not a little bloody, he was angry, and gasped: "Return to the sect and tell me about it!"

Several Tiangang Sect disciples did not hesitate, helped Cheng Peng to leave the Yingxian Restaurant, summoned an auspicious cloud, and galloped towards the distance.

"Who is this person, looking at his Taoist clothes, it seems that he is not a Hundred Refining Sect cultivator?"

"It must be a Sword Sect monk!"

"That's right, the only person who can cultivate this terrifying sword qi is probably the only one who is the heir of the Sword Sect!"

"It's just that this person is very raw, I haven't seen it before, is it the Tianjiao who has risen recently?"

The group cultivators talked a lot, pointing and pointing.

Nangong Ling clearly felt that some of the powerful aura that was originally approaching this place had already stopped his body, and he seemed to be shocked by Fang Cai's scene!

"Let's go, get out of here!"

Su Zimo put away the Heavenly Killing Sword Technique, put it in his arms, got up, jumped up, and came to the long street.

Nangong Ling and the others hurriedly followed, following closely behind.

The many monks watching under the restaurant suddenly dispersed, looking at Su Zimo's eyes, full of curiosity, awe, and hostility.

Su Zimo's expression was as usual, and he walked forward quickly.

Having already walked out of the old distance, Nangong Ling and the three of them gradually came to their senses.

Ruxuan ran a few steps quickly, was in high spirits, and said, "Little uncle, your sword is too handsome! What is your name, can you teach it to me!"

Even Nangong Ling couldn't help but be curious, and Chuan Yin asked, "Junior Uncle, have you ever practiced in the Sword Sect?"

Su Zimo didn't answer, just walked forward quickly.

This time, Nangong Ling was not angry.

After experiencing this change, he looked at Su Zimo's eyes with a little more awe.

With a sword qi, Tianjiao of the fifteenth of the vision list was abolished, which is not something that anyone can do.

"Uncle Xiao, don't go so fast!"

Ruxuan looked excited, there was no fear in her eyes, she jumped up and down behind Su Zimo, and said:

"Uncle Junior, you know this kind of swordsmanship, what are we afraid of? In this Fengyun City, it's not like walking sideways! Hmph!"

"Uncle Junior, don't worry, after all, we are Hundred Refining Sect cultivators, and it is definitely not good for the Void Daoist to bully the small and attack us. ”

"If there is a Yuanying True Monarch who doesn't open his eyes and still wants to grab the lava crystal, you move your fingers, and a sword qi slashes over, swoop!"

The more Ruxuan spoke, the more excited she became, and she gestured in her hands.

Su Zimo suddenly said: "This sword qi is extremely draining, and in a short period of time, I can only release it this time." ”

This is not Su Zimo's false words to scare Ruxuan.

The Heavenly Killing Sword Technique is one of the three great sword techniques of ancient times!

Even if Su Zimo only comprehended the skin, he used the cultivation of the Yuan Infant Realm to release this sword qi, which was already considered an overload.

If it weren't for the fact that his Yuan Shen condensation far surpassed that of the same level, before this sword qi was released, he himself would have been injured by it!

Hearing Su Zimo's answer, Ruxuan instantly wilted and didn't dare to make a noise.

Of course, what Su Zimo was worried about was not the people who plotted the lava crystal, but some existences hidden in the darkness!

Su Zimo had a hunch that they had been targeted by an even more formidable enemy!

Gotta get out of here as soon as possible!

"Yo, this is to get a heavy treasure, do you want to escape?"

"Hehe, I heard that you got the lava crystal, it's really unfortunate, I need this stone too. ”

In the crowd, there was a sudden sound of yin and yang, fluctuating.

"What kind of person, hide your head and show your tail!"

Nangong Ling's eyes were like torches, and he shouted loudly and looked around!

The crowd retreated.

But Nangong Ling looked around, but he couldn't find anyone who spoke provocatively!

Everyone seems to be like, and everyone seems to be not.

"Hehe, it's worthy of being eighty-three on the vision list, it's really a great majesty. ”

"What's the use of prestige, it's not a waste, you have to be protected. ”

"Hey, that green-shirted sword cultivator, what do you have to do with these three hundred refining sect cultivators, I advise you, it's best not to have anything to do with them. ”

"The Hundred Refining Sect is about to be removed from the four side gates! I estimate that it won't be long before it will be destroyed, hehehehe!"

This joking voice sounded again, and the direction was still changing, and it was impossible to judge the location of this person!

Nangong Ling and the others were furious when they heard this, and they were furious, but they could only do it in a hurry.

Su Zimo was originally in a hurry, when his footsteps suddenly stopped, his figure flickered, and he jumped and jumped directly into the crowd next to him!

"Get out of here!"

Su Zimo's eyes were like electricity, he stretched out his palm, opened his five fingers, as if to cover the sky, and grabbed a monk in the middle of the crowd.

This person is ordinary, ordinary, and full of body, there is really nothing surprising about it, it is the kind of existence that is forgotten at a glance.

But it was such an ordinary monk, after seeing Su Zimo's move, a cold light appeared in his eyes, and he laughed strangely: "Dao friendly means, you can actually find my traces!"

This person was not hard at all with Su Zimo, he turned over and retreated, his body was agile and extremely fast.

"Unfortunately, it's too late!"

The man said meaningfully.

At the same time, on the other side of the crowd, an inconspicuous figure was rapidly approaching Nangong Ling and the others!

The monk's face was expressionless, his eyes were calm, and he didn't even show a hint of murderous aura!

Su Zimo narrowed his eyes, the bones in his body shook, and the outstretched arm skyrocketed by three feet, instantly descending on the top of the fleeing monk's head, and grabbed it fiercely!

Poof!

This person's Tianling Gai, under Su Zimo's palm, was like a tofu block, and it was directly crushed, the Yuan Shen was extinguished, and the corpse was on the spot!

When Nangong Ling and the others saw this scene, they suddenly felt an unprecedented killing intent under the excitement of their hearts!

The next moment, in the eyes of the three of them, they saw a flash of sword light.

It's so fast!

At some point, an inconspicuous monk appeared beside them.

This person took out a slender soft sword out of nowhere and shot directly!

There is no doubt that this was a desperate assassination!

This person's combat power may not be comparable to Nangong Ling.

But after this sword was shot, Nangong Ling could only wait for death, watching this sword wipe his throat!

He seemed to be able to see his throat being slit, spurting scarlet blood and splattering the long street!

The Seven Sects of the Demon Gate, the Hidden Killing Gate!

The assassination can be done to such a point, there is no flaw, and even makes people feel desperate, and the only thing that is amazing is the monk of the Hidden Killing Sect!

It must be said that this assassination was carefully prepared.

First, a person led Su Zimo away.

Another person lurks over and unleashes a fatal blow to kill and grab the treasure!

The whole process is almost impeccable.

It's a pity that they really underestimate a person!

Just when this sword light was about to cut through Nangong Ling's throat, it suddenly dissipated!

The long sword is exposed.

It was only a stone's throw away from Nangong Ling's throat, and the edge of the sword body even cut off the hairs on Nangong Ling's neck!

At this time, the sword paused in mid-air, motionless.

One end was held in the hands of the monk of the Hidden Killing Sect.

At the other end, it was caught by two slender and white fingers, and it didn't move at all!

(End of chapter)