God Killer

"You useless bastards, if you don't move, are you waiting to see me lose? Anyway, if I lose, I have to kill you, why don't you start now, so as not to watch you make trouble!"

The disciples of the Ghost Dao Sect were furious. They didn't dare to confront Zheng Xian head-on. It wasn't because they were really afraid of Zheng Xian. It's just that the current situation was surrounded by wolves, and the sect would need a lot of people to grow and develop in the future. Manpower, under such circumstances, no one is willing to take the risk of hurting his muscles and bones to kill Zheng Xian. In this way, not only will he not get any benefits, but he may become a mutton for other sects of cultivating immortals.

You must know that now that the foreign aggression has been eliminated, it will inevitably return to the situation of the immortals fighting for hegemony, just like the fairy world, either you die or I perish. I don't know how to die in the future.

Now this guy named Chang Xiao is boastful,

To drive them away to kill Zheng Xian and shake up their sects is just paper?

The gazes of the two great monks from the Guidao Sect turned cold, and one of them flicked his palm and put away more than 20 heads of ghost disciples. Originally, the two big monks from the Ghost Dao Sect didn't want to do anything, but now they came to kill them with a little i , and left a message, threatening them to continue to kill Zheng Xian, if they don't do it again, don't talk about other sects, even their ghost disciples will look down on their sect.

But their goal is not Zheng Xian, but Chang Xiao. The ghost disciples were already filled with righteous indignation, and they waited for the two elders to speak. At this time, the two elders waved their hands, and hundreds of ghost disciples behind them immediately swarmed up, like Like a huge wave, it rushed towards Chang Xiao.

The corner of Chang Xiao's mouth split into an arc, and then he took a step, but it was just a random step, but the speed was astonishingly fast, passing through hundreds of ghost disciples in the blink of an eye, and Chang Xiao had another bunch of grapes in his hand.

Everyone was shocked. They hadn't seen Chang Xiao's shot before. It can be said that they were not prepared and didn't try their best to capture Chang Xiao's way of making a shot.

But now, they are absolutely prepared, and they are waiting to see Chang Xiao make a move with their eyes wide open. Even in this situation, their eyes are still dazzled, and Chang Xiao has already penetrated through a group of ghost disciples and arrived behind them .

It's not that everyone can't see clearly. Those big monks in the realm of stellar energy basically saw Chang Xiao's attack, but they would rather not see Chang Xiao's attack, because the more they see clearly, the more they feel that they are facing When you laugh a lot, you are sure to die.

Chang Xiao raised the gourd string in his hand and shook it. The heads on the gourd string realized that their heads had been separated from their bodies at this moment. Their faces were full of astonishment, and the light of fear and despair shot out from their eyes.

The group of ghost disciples behind him suddenly had more than 20 headless necks spurting blood wildly.

The heart strength of the immortal cultivator is far superior to that of ordinary people. At this time, the blood splashes above the sky, and more than 20 blood-red waterfalls look extremely terrifying.

Then, the blood flowed like rain, pouring down, pouring chills on the hearts of all the ghost disciples.

Chang Xiao casually tossed up more than 20 heads, each of which was still full of surprise, fear and despair.

At this time, Chang Xiao took another step, still taking one easy step, striding across hundreds of ghost disciples, still getting heads like a bunch of grapes.

The blood poured down, dyeing the pitch-black clouds overhead in blood red.

Chang Xiao chuckled and said, "Now, are you here to kill me, or to kill him?"

The ghost disciples, especially the two big monks in the realm of stellar energy, almost turned around and rushed towards Zheng Xian.

Ordinary disciples of the Ghost Dao Sect may just think Chang Xiao is scary, but the two great monks in the realm of stellar energy clearly saw Chang Xiao's attack.

Chang Xiao's movements are astonishingly fast. From a distance, it's just a step forward without moving his upper body. But in fact, Chang Xiao's step is divided into at least 40 steps, and the heads don't just fly out of thin air. , but Chang Xiao picked them one by one like picking flowers.The methods are vicious and the methods are so unbelievable that it is unbelievable if you have not seen it with your own eyes.

Such a guy is simply a killer from hell. On him, they thought of a name, a name that made all immortal cultivators turn pale when they heard it-God Killer!

Only the killing star can do such a terrible thing so easily, but the Chang Xiao in front of him is not using the power of heaven and earth like killing gods and mortals. They can see that Chang Xiao is still using the immortals in this world. It is the simplest stellar qi used by those who dare not, otherwise they may really regard Chang Xiao as the heir to killing gods and mortals.

They would rather face ten Zheng Xian than one Chang Xiao.

So they rushed towards Zheng Xian without hesitation.

But they soon regretted it, not because they regretted not killing Chang Xiao, but because they regretted why they hadn't run away earlier.

Hundreds of disciples from the Ghost Dao rushed towards Zheng Xian, but before they reached ten feet away from Zheng Xian, they saw Zheng Xian stretch out his hand to wipe his wrist, and a golden light burst out from it, like a comet hitting the ground, pulling out a long and sharp long shot in the air. tail.

A small sword that was about an inch long was magnified ten times in an instant. After a short pause, it was magnified ten times again, and then it was magnified ten times again. It has turned into a huge sword of hundreds of meters. Although this sword is huge, it is so fast that it penetrates people. It makes a loud noise like piercing the sound barrier. It rubs against the air and leaves a dark scorched mark in the void. Blinking Suddenly, he rushed into hundreds of ghost disciples.

The Great Sword Pavilion is a fairy weapon. Under normal circumstances, only about [-]% of the power of the Great Sword Pavilion can be used by a cultivator. After all, even a great monk in the realm of stellar energy does not have so much power to bless and enter the Great Sword Pavilion.

But now Chang Xiao has the magic mirror of the swamp, and there is an incomplete small world inside the magic mirror of the swamp. This small world can continuously provide Zheng Xian with strength. [-]% power.

Let alone [-]%, even if it is only [-]% strength, Zhi Da Jiange is basically invincible in the world.

The Great Sword Pavilion majesticly entered the Ghost Dao Gate, and directly pierced a big hole out of the Ghost Dao Gate. All the existences in front of the Great Sword Pavilion were wiped out, and they were killed by the bitter sword energy that radiated from the Sword of the Great Sword Pavilion die.

After flying past the Zhi Da Jiange, the healthy bodies of nearly a hundred ghost disciples bloomed like chrysanthemums, falling and withered in the autumn wind, falling into the concrete abyss under their feet.

This sword scared the disciples of the Ghost Dao, and also scared the monks of all the surrounding sects.

Even Chang Xiao's eyes flashed, and he looked at the Zhi Da Jiange who flew back to Zheng Xian and was dragged by Zheng Xian for hundreds of meters.

Chang Xiao tutted and said repeatedly: "Good baby, this little boy is really blessed, he is full of good things."

The pimple-faced man on the ground reached out and grabbed a few pieces of meat from ghost disciples scattered in the air, stuffed them into his mouth and ate them slowly. Before when the saury ate human flesh, he didn't dare to open his mouth, but now he felt that it was nothing. His eyes were fixed on the long sword in Zheng Xian's hand, and his face was full of contemplation, he didn't know what he was thinking about.

The old monk in the distance was full of joy, clasped his hands together, "It's so kind, the merit of the donor is immeasurable."

Long Aotian next to him was almost choked to death by his own saliva. After coughing twice, he wished he could kick Monk Epilepsy viciously. Killing him would be of great merit?

The ghost horse who was also on the ground in the distance had a gloomy expression. Nalan Jinfeng said something to the ghost horse in a low voice, and there was a struggle in the ghost horse's eyes. There was a hint of resignation on the baby-like face, but then Nalan Jinfeng carried the ghost horse into the car, and left just like that. The real dragon plunged down into the soil and disappeared without a trace.

Chang Xiao turned his head and glanced at the disappearing real dragon, and then at Zheng Xian. Obviously, Zheng Xian was more important than the remaining veins of the Qing Dynasty, so let's let it go for the time being. dragon.

A big monkey in the far distance put down the hand of the pergola on his forehead, his monkey face was slightly red, and his eyes were shining like stars, looking at the end of the sky.

Next to him, Tong Xianghu had a fierce expression on his face, and the hair on his back stood up, but it was Xiangxi and Xianghe who cheered up the big monkey: "Old Ancestor, we all support you. "

Zheng Xian withdrew his sword, blindfolded, and swept towards the disciples of the Dripping Blood Sect who were blocking his way forward.

The Dripping Blood Gate had already given way to the road, but the road was only less than ten meters wide.The huge sword behind Zheng Xian was a hundred meters long. Although it was not ten meters wide, it still made the disciples of the Dripping Blood Sect feel that they had to get out of the way, otherwise Zheng Xian would not be able to pass.

For a moment, the disciples of Ghost Dao retreated one after another, giving Zheng Xian a road hundreds of meters wide, for fear that he would be mistaken by Zheng Xian for blocking the road.

All the people present understood that if Zheng Xian's sword struck, at most only three or five of these monks could avoid it, and the rest would all be dead souls under the sword.

Originally, they always thought that Zheng Xian would definitely die under their siege, but now their firmness began to waver, and the Zheng Xian in front of them was really too strong.These people are no longer worthy of standing in front of Zheng Xian, let alone blocking Zheng Xian's way.

Just as the monks of various sects gave way one after another, Chang Xiao coughed dryly.

The faces of the disciples of the Ghost Dao Sect and the Blood Drop Sect were wrinkled as if they had eaten yellow lotus.

At this time, in a small town nearly a thousand kilometers away from Zheng Xian, a silver-haired man put down his chopsticks, stood up and came outside the room, his eyes were looking far away, as if he wanted to see something.

"Father, why don't you eat anymore?" A girl asked suspiciously while holding braised noodles at the dining table.

Sitting next to the girl was a woman in her 30s, with a cheerful smile on her face, as if nothing could trouble her.At this time, she also looked at the white-headed man suspiciously.

"It's so strong. At least [-]% of the power of the Great Sword Pavilion has been exerted. It's amazing. Except for the sword ancestor, no one in Jingjianmen can reach this level. Who is this person? Is it the successor of Jingjianmen from the fairy world? ? I must go and meet you!"