"What!!!You still dare not let us go!" The Golden Thread Clan of the Bat Saint Clan turned around sharply and stared at Su Ming in mid-air, his voice calm and slightly sharp.

"This is the Nine Saint Realm, my Bat Saint Clan is one of the Saint Clan, you are a little witch clan with hundreds of people, do you really want to be wiped out! And you, even if you are a good cultivator, but if you provoke my Bat Saint Clan, you will definitely die!" The words of this Golden Thread Clan were gloomy, but in Su Ming's view, he could see at a glance that his color was fierce and inward.

With the sharp voice of the Golden Thread Clan, the Bat Saint Clan around him all became hideous again, with red eyes, staring at Su Ming deadly, although they were afraid, they had to make such a look at this moment.

"Ink ...... Senior Mo, let them go......" Nangong Jian hesitated for a moment and whispered to Su Ming.

Su Ming glanced at Nangong Zhen, since the people here don't want to kill too much, then he, Su Ming, as an outsider, naturally won't be too involved, after asking him what he wants to know, Su Ming still has things to do, and he won't stay here for a long time.

"Count you Wu clan acquaintance!" The Golden Thread Clan man breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, but he still snorted coldly, he concluded that this Wu Clan would not dare to provoke them too much, but he was very worried that Su Ming, who seemed to him to be very terrifying, was about to leave in a hurry at this moment.

But at this moment, the one who was being supported by the clansmen, who was originally unconscious, opened his eyes struggling and opened his mouth hoarsely towards Su Ming.

"Don't let them go!! How can those who kill our people be spared like this! If it weren't for Brother Mo's arrival today, our people would have been wiped out and the whole clan would have died...... This revenge is so great that it must be avenged!!"

"But......" Nangong Zhen hesitated.

"But what! Let them go, they will thank us? They will not come again, they will no longer hunt us as prey!

Brother Mo, Tie begs you to take action and kill all of these people from the Bat Saint Clan, not one of them!!" Tie Mu struggled to speak, and because of excitement and anger, he spurted out a large mouthful of blood, gritted his teeth and did not fall into a coma again, panting, his already old face was even older at the moment, like an oil lamp that could be extinguished at any time.

"As long as Brother Mo helps, we will obey all the requirements, and we can even recognize Brother Mo as the master!!" Tiemu's face was a little ruddy at the moment, obviously the light of the lamp was gone.

The Bat Saint Clan's Golden Thread Clansmen in the sky suddenly changed their expressions at this moment, and they galloped away quickly without hesitation, and even those clansmen around them had no time to pay attention.

"As you wish, but you don't have to confess the Lord. Su Ming glanced at Tie Mu, the old man's past with him came to mind, these memories were a little vague, but at this moment they slowly became clear.

When this old man is dying, he can't live long, even if there is a panacea at this moment, it is difficult to retain his vitality, unless it is like Su Ming, there is the creation of candles and nine yin.

Su Ming sighed secretly, and when he retracted his gaze, he looked at the surrounding valley, his right hand raised the void and grabbed it, and immediately outside a cave in the valley, a war witch standing with a bow in his hand immediately flew out and was grasped by Su Ming.

Holding the pitch-black bow, Su Ming's body stepped into the air, in that sky, he looked at the hundreds of Bat Saint clansmen scattered in the distance who fled quickly, his eyes gradually became cold, he held the bow in his left hand, raised the bowstring with his right hand, and with a buzz, he completely pulled the bow that needed to be pulled apart by the war witch.

With the opening of this bow, wisps of golden light emanated from Su Ming's body, condensed into a golden arrow, at the moment when Su Ming's right hand released the bowstring, the golden mang roared, setting off a burst of earth-shattering ripples, as if cutting through the sky, straight into the distance, under a roar, there were several people of the Bat Saint Clan, directly penetrated by the stabbing arrow, collapsed and died.

Su Ming didn't pause, and pulled out the bow again, which attracted a lot of attention from all around, especially those war witches, whose eyes showed fanaticism.

You must know that this evil bow can only be pulled once in the witch clan, and if you want to pull it a second time in a short time, then the price will be extremely miserable.

But Su Ming has now done it twice in a row, and the process has not stopped at all, which shows that the strength of his physical body has surpassed those war witches by many times.

Second, third, fourth, fifth......

Su Ming stood there, pulling out the bow and arrow again and again, its speed was so fast that in the end, almost as soon as the bowstring was loosened, he was immediately pulled away again, the buzzing sound was whistling, the heavens and the earth roared, and a large number of waves galloped in the sky.

One by one, every arrow shot out, it would set off a roar, and there would be several people from the Bat Saint Clan screaming and dying, no matter how fast they fled, no matter how far away they were at the moment, those arrows would go for their lives, and with their earth-shattering momentum, they would collapse one by one.

In the time of thirty breaths, Su Ming shot a total of more than ninety arrows, making the sky distorted, making the roaring aftermath staggered and overlapping, deafening, and even making those distant Bat Saint Clans tremble and frighten, as if they were frightened, in their feelings, these thirty breaths were like being in hell, as if they had become prey!

Every time there is a whistling behind him, there will be a terrible death of his kind, and every reverberation of the humming is likely to be the last sound heard in this life.

This extreme fear was enough to completely collapse people's minds, and in thirty breaths, the number of people they fled from hundreds to less than twenty people left at this moment!

This kind of fear made the remaining Bat Saint Clan tremble, and let out a sharp roar of fear, desperate, unfolding the fastest speed, and frantically escaping.

It wasn't until Su Ming pulled out the bow again that the bow snapped, and it was actually that the bow couldn't withstand Su Ming's continuous use, so it shattered.

The people of the Wu clan who were looking around at Su Ming were already stunned one by one at this moment, they knew very well the power of this evil bow, but the more they knew it, the more they were shocked by the scene they were watching.

In particular, those war witches looked even more sluggish, they couldn't imagine what kind of strength they needed to make this evil bow unbearable and collapse.

Throwing away the shattered bow, Su Ming's body took a step forward, just one step, his figure disappeared in an instant, this disappearance is not because it is too fast to be seen, but the real disappearance, this is ...... Teleport!

The moment Su Ming's figure disappeared, he appeared outside the heaven and earth in the distance, in front of a member of the Bat Saint Clan, this person from the Bat Saint Clan did not notice Su Ming's arrival at all, and even in the pupils of his eyes, before he could reflect Su Ming's figure, Su Ming had already left.

At the same time as he left, the man of the Bat Saint Clan rushed forward a few more feet, opened his mouth wide, and when he was puzzled, a bloody hole appeared in the center of his eyebrows, and his body fell straight to the ground.

The same scene appeared in this sky one after another, and most of the people of the Bat Saint Clan who were scattered in all directions were like this, and they had already been harvested before they knew it.

Among them was a Purple Line Clansman, although he noticed Su Ming's appearance, he couldn't avoid Su Ming's indifference and pressed the finger.

This finger felt like the rules of heaven and earth in this purple line, and when it appeared, it gave him a sense of fate that he couldn't get rid of, and as his eyes darkened, his head exploded.

Su Ming withdrew his finger, this finger was nameless, it was a finger killing machine that he sharpened after countless reincarnations and endless years in the Immortal and Immortal Realm.

This finger contains the fusion of the immortal and immortal realms, although it is not Su Ming's own past and future, but there are positive and negative!

At this moment, in this heaven and earth, there are only two people of the Bat Saint Clan who are still frantically escaping, one is the Golden Thread Bat Clan, and the other is injured, I don't know what secret techniques have been cast, and the speed of escape is comparable to that of the Purple Thread Clan of the Golden Thread Bat Clan.

These two people are two completely different directions, the gap is extremely far, and there is only a small dot left, but it is becoming more and more blurred.

Su Ming's expression was calm, he looked down at the little snake with his head held high on his shoulder, and pointed at the purple line tribesman in the distance, and the little snake immediately shot out from Su Ming's shoulder like lightning in a hiss, and went straight to the purple line tribesman at an incredible speed.

Su Ming here, looking at the Golden Thread Clan, his eyes showed a hint of strangeness, in fact, if it wasn't for Tiemu Awakening, even if Nangong Zhen didn't recommend completely killing this Bat Saint Clan, Su Ming would secretly catch up.

"The appearance of this Bat Saint Clan is very similar to that of Moon Wing...... Could it be that there is some connection, and in the body of Candle Nine Yin, the person I saw had spoken the words of three generations of barbarian gods before he died...... The moon wings were changed by the fire barbarians, and in my memory the fire barbarians were destroyed by the barbarian gods.

I just don't know if there is any connection between this. Su Ming's eyes flashed, and his body disappeared in place.

In the sky, the Golden Thread Clansman of the Bat Saint Clan, this person's face was gloomy, his eyes showed horror and jealousy, he felt all the deaths of the clansmen, and once again strongly felt the horror of the person called Mosu.

"Damn, how could I encounter such a terrifying existence, whose physical strength can withstand the attacks of more than ten purple lines, this level of strength has far exceeded what I can bear!

I'm afraid that even the elders of the clan will find it difficult to do this!!What kind of exercises is he cultivating, and how can he possibly do it to this extent!!

His name is Mo Su, looking at the appearance of those people of the Wu Clan, they are familiar with this person, but the expressions of those Wu Clans are mostly shocked, thinking that this person is not so powerful in their memory, so what kind of creation has he obtained in this Nine Holy Realm, and he can become so terrifying!

Tenth month, could it be ......" The Golden Thread Bat Clan gasped, thinking of a possibility, and his mind came up with a crack in the tenth month of the sky a month ago, as if someone had torn it open in it.

Thinking of this, the face of this golden-threaded bat clan changed drastically.