Chapter 642: Clearing the Portal

"I'm Dan Yuan, who specializes in killing the sky, now I'm giving you a chance to choose, do you choose to commit suicide or let me do it?"

Hearing Yukong's voice again, everyone only felt a chill rise in their hearts, and this chill made their bodies tremble.

Appeared out of thin air, stabbed six times in a row, and stabbed six people to death. And each is Danyuan, is the other party a ghost?

None of the Dan Yuan dared to move, and they all looked at this familiar and evil young man in awe.

"My time is limited, and my patience is limited, you can choose quickly! kill yourself, or let me do it?"

The face of the man in black became ugly.

He is a killer, all his combat power is on the way of assassination, and concealment assassination is the king, but the other party can obviously sense their hidden traces. This has led to a huge discount in his combat power.

"Why, is it hard to choose? But it's useless to blow yourself up, because I'm going to kill you before I blow you up, like I do now. ”

As the words fell, the broken spear in the hand of the young man in the sky flashed a bloody light, and he stabbed towards the back with his backhand without turning the broken spear in his hand.

This thorn is no longer a silent thorn, but a sound. Under this thorn, the void rumbled loudly, and a large hole was pierced, and in front of the big hole was a man in black who was pierced by a broken spear, and the other party's widening pupils were obviously terrified.

"Poof!"

The broken spear was pulled out of the chest of the man in black, and a hot blood arrow gushed out, and before the blood arrow could fall on the young man in the sky, the figure of the other party had already disappeared from the spot.

By the time the other party reappeared, the person had already reached a hundred meters away, and the strange speed was like teleportation, and then the hand interrupted the spear and continued to stab forward. Just like just now, the blood flashed, the crazy energy surged, the void was directly pierced, and another man in black was vigorously blasted out and died.

Six people had been beheaded before, and everyone thought that the man in black who was hiding in the dark was dead, but they didn't expect the other party to behead two more. And the slashing method shown this time was thunderous and decisive, shocking the audience.

After killing the two of them, the young man turned around again, and everyone was shocked to find that the other party's expression had changed, his face was already cold, and a pair of black eyes had become sharp and cold.

The eyes swept over, like cold electricity, and the chill in everyone's hearts was three points thicker.

zuihou, the young man's cold eyes fell on the man in black. Looking at the man in black again, the mask on his face was already wet with cold sweat, his eyelids were shaking, and there was obvious fear in his eyes.

"Kill yourself or be killed!" Zi Chen looked at the man in black, his voice returning to normal, and his eyes became cold.

In front of tens of thousands of barbarian monks, let him choose the way of death, the man in black can be said to have personally felt Liu Mingyong's previous humiliation.

But Zi Chen's methods completely restrained him, and he, who was full of fear in his heart, couldn't afford the slightest idea of assassination at this moment.

At this moment, he turned his eyes and saw more than a dozen barbarian Danyuan in the distance, his frightened expression slowly converged, and he said indifferently: "What are you still doing here, why don't you kill him?"

Hearing the words of the man in black, the expressions of more than a dozen Dan Yuan changed, not to mention that they didn't even dare to move. What are you kidding, people killed eight Dan Yuan in eight strokes, and they were all hidden killers. With such combat power, who would dare to do it?

"What, do you want to disobey the orders of the Heavenly Killing Pavilion?" The black-clothed people were frightened and didn't dare to make a move, so they could only put pressure on them, and said coldly: "He is only in the realm of the sky, the reason why he can kill the hidden killer is just that he happens to have the means of restraint and concealment, and the real combat power is not strong, you have so many Danyuan, is it possible that you are still afraid of a small Imperial Sky Great Perfection?"

Although the Great Consummation of the Imperial Sky is one step away from Danyuan, the combat power of not taking this step and taking this step is many times different, and the two are not at the same level at all.

The explanation of the man in black is well-founded and easily convincing. And after all, it's just Yukong, but they are more than a dozen Danyuan, and they are still relatively confident.

As a result, they were full of fear, and they had confidence and confidence, and their bodies began to surge with Yuan Force, holding the Dan soldiers and mustering up the courage to rush towards Zichen.

More than a dozen Dan Yuan rushed to kill a royal sky, and more than 10,000 monks all stared into the air with wide eyes, for fear of missing the slightest detail of the battle. Then they saw a scene that they will never forget.

The young man in the sky stood in the air with a blood-colored broken spear, motionless in the face of the rushing of more than a dozen Dan Yuan, and just when everyone thought that the other party knew that he was invincible and was obviously waiting for death, the other party moved.

He dodged a step to the left, dodging an attack from a Dan soldier, and at the same time, his hand broke the spear and stabbed out, turning into a bloody light and stabbing at the Dan soldier's master.

Then he dodged one step to the right, dodged two attacks by a fraction of a second, and then drew his spear again, retracting it!

The opponent's attack is simple, direct, and easy to understand. In the eyes of everyone, he is walking in the air, taking one step to the left and stabbing once, and taking one step to the right and stabbing again. Such a simple walk plus the way of assassination, they all understand, they will.

But the more people who know how to do it, the more they know how difficult it is to walk this simple way, because this is walking in the attack of the Dan soldiers who are destroying one after another, and once you take a wrong step, you will fall into a place of no return.

The other party's seemingly simple steps actually contain an extreme speed, which is beyond the reach of those present. Similarly, those old guys who were still in the Liu family were shocked to watch.

Under the simple step assassination, these previously powerful Dan Yuan seemed to turn into lambs to be slaughtered, pierced through the heart one by one, and then planted with their heads up.

In the eyes of many monks who don't know why, these Dan Yuan are specially sent to other people's spears, which is pure suicide. People's broken spears obviously stop there, and they only need to take a step back to dodge them, but if they move forward, they automatically send their hearts under the tip of the spear, what is this not looking for death?

Such a strange scene made many people puzzled, and this kind of unreasonable thing made many monks feel bored and want to vomit blood. Unbeknownst to them, this was caused by the oppressive atmosphere of battle in the sky.

Just after a dozen easy stabs in the air, there were only three figures left in the sky.

One is Liu Mingyong, who was shocked after stopping the bleeding, the other is Zi Chen, a young man from the sky, and the other is a middle-aged man with thick eyebrows, the leader of the Martial Sect. As for the previous Heavenly Killing Pavilion killer, he didn't know when he disappeared.

I thought I had already run away.

Zi Chen, a young man in the sky, suddenly turned his head, his cold eyes looked at a certain place in the sky, and the cold light flashed in his eyes.

"To choose to run away is to choose to be killed, to fulfill you!"

The monstrous aura surged wildly, and the broken spear he held in his hand was thrown forward fiercely. Like a blood dragon, the broken spear slashes through the sky with its long tail, and then shoots towards a certain place in the void.

The broken spear passed, and a pitch-black crack scratched the void.

"Boom!"

At the place where the broken spear hit, there was a loud sound, and a large black hole appeared in the sky, and in the big hole, the previous man in black was pierced through the chest by the broken spear, and then the broken spear continued to fly forward until it hit the auction house in the center of the city.

Zuihou, a black-clothed killer, was nailed to the square.

More than twenty Dan Yuan died in the hands of a royal sky, such an incredible scene also made the heavens and the earth become a dead silence.

Even the sound of breathing cannot be heard.

Zuihou is a middle-aged man with thick eyebrows, his body can't help but tremble, at this moment, he wants to run away in his heart, but for some reason, he feels that his legs are no longer obedient.

"Do you know that I'm going to let you go?" Zi Chen turned around, looked at the middle-aged man with thick eyebrows, and said coldly.

The frightened middle-aged man with thick eyebrows kept shaking his head.

"Because I want you to die slowly, my Great Sect Master. A cruel smile flashed in Zi Chen's eyes.

The title of the great sect master puzzled everyone, but the middle-aged man with thick eyebrows understood, and his face changed instantly. Because he used to be the sect master of one side, it was just a small sect, called the Lingwu Sect.

"Elder Taishang taught me a trick back then, and it just so happens that you, the sect master, are here, so I will demonstrate it for you. Zi Chen said slowly, but there was an undisguised killing intent in his voice.

"You, you're Zi Chen!" Thick eyebrows' face changed drastically, and he let out a frightened cry.

"Zi Chen, Zi Chen!"

His exclamation also attracted the attention of the tens of thousands of monks below, and then after this mention, they finally remembered this familiar and strange young man.

Zi Chen, the Zi Chen of the Lingwu Sect back then, the Zi Chen who disturbed the situation in this region, and the Zi Chen who created countless miracles.

Just below with an exclamation, Zi Chen sneered, "Yes, I'm Zi Chen." Today, I want to clear the portal for the Lingwu Sect, avenge the countless disciples of the Lingwu Sect, the Punishment Hall Master, and the Supreme Elder!"

Zi Chen had already learned from Miaokong about the events of that year, everything was because of this thick eyebrow, and it was all because of him, otherwise Wuzong would not have suddenly killed Lingwuzong and Elder Taishang after hesitating for twenty years.

Thick eyebrows' face changed miserably, and his mouth opened wide, as if to explain, or to ask for mercy.

But under a thunderbolt, all sounds were drowned out.

Thunder Finger!

It's not the Thunder Finger that is now known as the ThunderClan stunt, but the early innate combat skill. But even if it is an innate combat skill, Zi Chen at this time is extremely terrifying.

"This is the combat skill that Elder Taishang got from the Burial Holy Land at the beginning, and it is also what Martial Sect has always wanted, let you feel it today. ”

The thunder fell on the thick eyebrows, and the power of endless thunder began to wreak havoc on the opponent's body, but after all, it was not the strongest thunder finger, and this blow did not kill the opponent, but only made the latter scorched and smoking.

This is also the result that Zi Chen wants, such scum will naturally be slowly tortured to death.

So in the midst of the screams, Zi Chen raised his hand and shot out one thunderbolt after another, slowly torturing the thick eyebrows.

Thick eyebrows were shocked and frightened in his heart, when he was in the realm of the sky, Zi Chen was just a small True Qi Realm who was not even qualified to enter the inner door, and he couldn't be ordinary anymore, and he couldn't get into his eyes.

He never even knew that there was a person named Zichen in the sect, but it was this inconspicuous existence that had grown far beyond himself in just a few years.