Immortal Tribulation

Chapter 43 Killing
Tianjie disappeared, Jian Hongming let out a long breath, white smoke came out of his mouth, and his whole body was scorched black by electricity. This was just the tiny lightning at the edge of Tianjie. , It is estimated that he has died long ago and there is not even a scum left.

"You little bastard, you're still alive!"

Jian Hongming saw that Tianfan was not dead yet, so he cursed softly, but Tianfan heard every word.

"Snapped!"

A big hand stretched out, directly on Jian Hongming's mouth, knocking him flying, two teeth fell out mixed with blood.

"You little bastard!"

Jian Hongming struggled to stand up, his expression extremely angry, but what greeted him was a big silver handprint, which directly flew him out and vomited blood.

"small"

"boom"

Tianfan's eyes were cold, his left hand was behind his back, and his right hand kept waving, aiming at Jian Hongming's mouth.

"what!"

Jian Hongming roared aggrievedly, and yelled. He had never received such humiliation since he practiced. He was repeatedly smacked in the mouth, and it was in the same place. It's gone.

Everyone was surprised, it was also in the Yuntian realm, but Tianfan was too powerful, and Jian Hongming was powerless to fight back.

"Ah, little bastard, I'm going to kill you, kill you!"

Jian Hongming roared, extremely ruthless, took out the ordinary long sword, and frantically poured the power of yin and yang into it.

"boom!"

A gloomy and cold atmosphere suddenly appeared in the surroundings, and the long sword in Jian Hongming's hand instantly magnified thousands of times, and the three-color brilliance flowed on it, like a brilliant firework, strange and gorgeous, but more importantly, , The changed sword seemed to have life, and there was a "dong dong" sound, which was similar to the beating of a human heart.

"Haha, Gui Sheng kill him, kill him, haha!"

Jian Hongming called out such a name, yelled crazily, and showed an extremely cruel smile. Just when everyone couldn't figure it out, a crack opened in the huge sword body, and there was black magic fog in it, one by one. The small vortex is ups and downs in it, which is weird and photographable.

"That is?"

The elders of the King of Fighters were shocked.

"Looks like a ghost soldier!"

The elder of Feijianmen frowned and said such a name.

Ghost soldiers are both gloomy and evil. To refine a ghost soldier not only requires special materials, but more importantly, it needs to collect countless souls to refine it. Disgraceful, but anyone who sees it must be destroyed immediately, because it is too inhumane, and even some people in the magic sect are unwilling to get involved.

"hey-hey"

Jian Hongming smiled sinisterly, the ghost in his hand came out, opened the huge mouth, swallowed the devil cloud, and bit at Tianfan swiftly, Tianfan was not moved at all, his expression was indifferent, Taking a step, he flew straight up into the air, and a silver fist smashed down, causing the void to shake.

"click"

As the crisp sound came out, the sinister smile on Jian Hongming's face disappeared instantly, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. In the air, Tianfan had only one movement, and that was to swing his right hand, punching down one after another.

"Crack..."

Finally, Tianfan swung his seventh fist, the silver fist was as firm as god iron, trembling so that the space could not be heard, the ghost shattered immediately, and the fragments flew all over the sky, leaving only a dark brilliance to shoot towards the distant sky. He shot it away, but a big silver hand fell down in the air, swiped it fiercely, an inhuman scream came out, and then disappeared without a trace.

"What a terrifying body!"

"The brilliance I got just now must be the soul of the ghost soldier, but it was wiped out by him alone."

Looking at Tianfan suspended in mid-air, many spectators were terrified. Such a physical body is too terrifying, comparable to a monk in the Hunyuan realm.

"puff"

The weapon was destroyed, Jian Hongming vomited blood, his face was as pale as a piece of paper, and he paid an extremely painful price.

"Swish"

Tian Fan's figure disappeared from the spot at once, like a fleeting shadow, and appeared next to Jian Hongming in a moment of disillusionment, punching with a raised fist.

"So fast!"

Everyone was shocked, this speed was too fast, and the line of sight could no longer keep up.

"you"

Jian Hongming was shocked, and opened his mouth wide, but he kept covering it with his big hand, and screams came out of his mouth.

"What are you doing!"

Jian Hongming was terrified, but a foot stretched out and kicked him flying out, screaming, several ribs were broken, looking at Tianfan's cold eyes, he was really scared, his face was terrified , Seli cried out inwardly:
"You can't kill me, you can't kill me!"

"Can't kill you? Who do you think you are, a fairy or a god? The world will still go around without you!"

Tianfan sneered, his words were indifferent, his eyes were cold, and he stepped forward directly, forcing Jian Hongming to back up constantly, his face extremely terrified.

"stop!"

At this time, a roar came, and the master of the Yin Yang Sect flew over, looking at Tianfan in the field with a murderous look on his face.

"Stop? You don't have the right to stop now, do you?"

Tianfan smiled coldly, unmoved, strode towards Jian Hongming, grabbed his neck, and lifted him up.

"If you dare to kill him, I will definitely kill your nine clans!"

The master of the Yin Yang Sect had a gloomy face, staring at Tian Fan's right hand.

All the people watching the battle disdain, Yin Wuyue, as the master of a sect, is hundreds of years old, so shameless, those who participate in the martial arts of the four sects are equivalent to signing a life-and-death agreement, this is a life-and-death battle, Moreover, the sect, relatives and friends of the deceased are not allowed to seek revenge in private, but right now he is blatantly threatening a younger generation.

The master of the King of Fighters frowned slightly, very dissatisfied with Yin Wuyue's move.

"Hmph, as the master of the same sect, I am ashamed of it!"

Sun Shennan heard about the whole incident from his granddaughter, that Jian Hongming was purely looking for death on his own, he couldn't blame others, he deserved it if he died.

"help me"

Jian Hongming kicked his legs wildly, looking at the Yin-Yang Sect Master, his eyes were full of hope.

"Put him down!"

Yin Wuyue drank loudly, his aura suddenly exploded, and his eyes were full of murderous intent.

"If you want it, well, I'll give it back to you!"

Tian Fan sneered, raised his hand and threw Jian Hongming towards the master of the Yin-Yang sect, feeling that he was out of the hands of death, Jian Hongming let out a sigh of relief, and began to think about how to take revenge on this person in the future, the master of the Yin-Yang sect His face softened a little, and he stretched out his hand to catch Jian Hongming's body who was close to him. Jian Hongming turned around in the air with difficulty, stared at Tianfan, and smiled sinisterly, but his smile followed. It froze, and a silver sword energy came across time and space, sinking into the center of his eyebrows.

"boom"

Jian Hongming's body fell from the sky, his eyes filled with fear and unwillingness, and fell at Yin Wuyue's feet, splashing a little dust. There was only a blood hole between his eyebrows, which penetrated the back of his head. which overflows.

(End of this chapter)