"When you come to kill me, you must have the consciousness of being killed, not only will he die today, but you all have to die here!"

Qin Nanqi's voice was like 10,000 years of ice.

He has never had any mercy for those who want to kill him, either you die or I live.

It's a matter of life and death, what else is there to say.

Call!

There was a violent wind blowing between heaven and earth, which was condensed by the fist wind of the Tiger Monk.

When he swung his fist, the wind howled, and the wind turned into a wind blade, which was sharper than a sword, and the torn air made a sound.

Bang!

The Tiger Monk stepped on the ground, his body rushed over like a cannonball, his speed was very fast, and he killed in front of Qin Nanqi in the blink of an eye.

The shadow of the fist fell from the sky, and the wind gusted and killed.

"You go to die!"

The Tiger Monk roared almost hoarsely.

"You are not worthy to compare with me!"

Qin Nanqi was not false at all, the Prison God Body exploded, and he used the Prison God Fist to break through ten thousand laws with one force.

A terrifying power poured out from Qin Nanqi's body, and the shock rumbled in the air.

The gravity realm headed towards the Tiger Monk, and under this absolute suppressive force, the Wind Mighty Tiger Monk's body was frantically extinguished, like a mud cow entering the sea, unable to turn over the wind and waves.

Qin Nanqi's punch fell, as if Mount Tai was crushing, shattering those fist shadows, leaving only the lone fist of the Tiger Monk to kill desperately.

Hearing only a muffled bang, the two of them shook hard in the air, and the Tiger Monk only felt that the blast in front of him was not a fist at all, but more like a divine weapon.

The fist was too hard, and it contained amazing power, and the power in his fist was instantly shattered, and his five fingers became weak.

Poof!

The sword qi in Qin Nanqi's fist swirled and stabbed into the entire arm of the Tiger Cultivator, and the sword qi fell, slashing his arm to pieces.

Blood gushed out, and I saw that starting from his fist, every inch of skin and flesh was shattered under this force, leaving only the blood-stained white bones.

"Ah......h

A terrible scream came from the mouth of the Tiger Monk, and blood spurted wildly, and the whole person went crazy with pain.

His body was blasted out like a dead dog, breaking several giant trees one after another, and then he fell to the ground, seriously injured, and broke many bones.

On the other hand, Xiao Fang was just sneaking to escape at first, but everything was going very smoothly, and he did run a distance.

But the Hungry Wolf Monk died so quickly that he was locked in before he could escape from the Corner Monk's sight.

At that moment, Xiao Fang had no choice but to run away at full speed, and he desperately ran towards the dense bushes, hoping to cover his body through the bushes.

However, he is only cultivating in the body quenching realm, no matter how fast his two legs run, how can he compare with the unity realm.

"Little brute, don't run away, today the king of heaven is here, and I can't save you! I have to kill you with my own hands, let Qin Nanqi taste the pain of losing relatives and friends!"

Brother Dijiao's blood-red eyes were full of murderous intent, and he only wanted to kill now to relieve the pain in his heart.

"I, I have nothing to do with him, I've only known him for less than a day, why are you here to kill me, you go and kill him!"

Xiao Fang roared heartbreakingly.

He had already scolded the ancestor of the Dijiao Marsh a hundred and eighty times in his heart, and he hated it extremely much, he couldn't kill his eldest brother himself, so what kind of ability did he have to come and kill me.

But Xiao Fang didn't dare to scold, so he had to run away desperately.

"Don't worry, you're all going to die!"

The figure of Brother Ma of the corner struck like a violent wind, following Xiao Fang, but it only took a few breaths to catch up.

"Die!"

He raised his big palm, and the aura in his palm roared wildly, condensing into a deer antler, extremely sharp, aimed at Xiao Fang.

Burst!

As soon as his palm fell, the antlers in his palm stabbed out like a sword, breaking through the void and falling as an afterimage.

At the last moment, Xiao Fang's face changed greatly, and he jumped out with all his strength.

Rumble!

The moment he jumped up, the antlers had already fallen, shattering the ground under his feet, and the rubble flew sideways, splashing on Xiao Fang's body.

Puff puff!

The impact of these gravel was nothing to a Unity Realm powerhouse, but for a Tempering Body Realm cultivator, it was simply a disaster.

The rubble struck Xiao Fang like a bullet, penetrating into his flesh, and punching his legs behind his back, punching several bloody holes the size of thumbs.

"Ah......h

Xiao Fang gritted his teeth and roared, and fell to the ground with a thud, the pain almost making him faint.

He turned his head and looked at the Horn Friar with a look of fear on his face, his eyes full of despair.

He survived in the mountain cave for ten years, and finally survived to this day, and he just came out, is he going to die here.

He was unwilling, he didn't want to die, but so what, his life was not in his hands, but in the hands of the Horn Marfriars.

He, not even qualified to resist, what a pathetic life.

The cultivation world is like this, if you are not strong, let alone protect others, you have to look at the faces of others if you can even survive.

"I'll send you on your way!"

The Earth Horn Monk held the antlers in his hand and stabbed straight at Xiao Fang's head.

In Xiao Fang's pupils, the antlers kept getting bigger, becoming a sharp weapon to take his life, he was desperate, he was unwilling, he lay on the ground in grief and shouted.

"No, don't kill me, I beg you don't kill me......"

His words did not arouse the pity of the Horn Friars, but only stimulated the Horn Friars even more.

"It's late, I'm going to let you bury my third brother with ......"

Under the corner of the deer, without the slightest emotion, Xiao Fang trembled and lay on the ground waiting for the end of his life.

However, before Brother Marsh finished speaking, he only heard a thud that shook his heart.

The imaginary death did not come, which made Xiao Fang stunned for a moment, and he mustered up the courage to look up.

The body of the Corner Matthew had already flown sideways, blood spurting from his mouth, and a crisp sound of bone cracking sounded.

This scene deeply shocked Xiao Fang's heart.

Above his head, a broken stone tablet hung from the sky, like a god guarding him.

Sou!

The sound of breaking the air came, and Xiao Fang saw a sharp sword that seemed to be formed by flames, and its whole body was red, killing the corner of the earth.

Even from a distance of 100 meters, he felt his mouth dry from being burned.

It was as if under this sword, everything was going to be pierced and burned to ashes!

The corner mathus who flew upside down in the sky could not resist at all, and could only watch as the sword of fire struck.

He was also like Xiao Fang just now, desperate, fearful, as small as an ant.

"No ......"

Brother Dijiao shouted with widening pupils.

Poof!

The Flame Sword didn't stop at the sound of his fear, and pierced through its body.

The flames swept through him, exploding inside him, scorching his body, and in the blink of an eye, the body of Brother Marsh of the Corner turned to ashes.

"Heavenly King Lao Tzu can't save it, then I'll save it myself!"

Qin Nanqi's voice was categorical, and he said word by word.

This scene deeply shook Xiao Fang's heart.

He swallowed his saliva, turned his head stiffly, and looked at Qin Nanqi standing on the sky dome.

That young man is too sharp, peerless, and unbeatable like a god of war.