Excellent Spiritualist

Chapter 380 The Sitting Killing God

The face mask man in Tsing Yi rushed up from the ruins fiercely.

boom!
Su Ming raised his hand and slapped him, sending him flying again.

The face-makeup man in Tsing Yi had solemn eyes, and his heart was filled with shocking waves, which made him feel unbelievable.

He was blown away without even noticing the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power.

The miraculous means made him feel terrified.

At this moment, the spider spirit let out a mournful howl.Then, a wave of energy visible to the naked eye spread around her centered on her.

Su Ming raised his palm, but the seemingly slow movement suppressed the energy back.

boom!
The next moment, the energy exploded.

The entire Tianmen Village shook violently.

The spider spirit died.

The man with the green robe face was extremely horrified.

Two of the four guardians of Tianmen Village died in the hands of Su Ming in the blink of an eye, and if he didn't leave quickly, it might be the third one.

The man with the green robe face was terrified and turned around to run away.

Not the slightest sloppiness.

He was terrified, and if he didn't hurry up and escape, he might be buried here.

"Go? Did I let you go?"

Su Ming opened his mouth indifferently, and the green-robed face immediately felt a powerful force locking him.

His scalp exploded and he was sweating profusely.

"You, who are you?"

"Summer insects can't speak ice, well frogs can't speak sea! Weakness limits your imagination. How can my strength be guessed by a piece of trash like you."

The face of the green robed face was ugly, so gloomy that water dripped out.

He wanted to refute it, but the facts were right in front of him.

Su Ming was extremely arrogant, but his strength was indeed very strong.

His strength is rare in both worlds of yin and yang, but he was directly imprisoned in place by Su Ming.

Like a statue, it can't move.

In front of Su Ming, he is a string doll.

"Get over here."

Su Ming stretched out his hand to grab it, and smashed the green-robed masked figure to the ground.

The green-robed face-makeup person was extremely desperate.

The core location of Tianmen Village.

There is a big red wooden house here, square and square, looking down like a big red coffin.

At this moment, the front door of the big red coffin opened wide.

There are many people in the room.

Sitting in the middle is a woman wearing tulle and a red dress. She has a protruding figure and is full of charm, with a frown and a smile that is charming and charming.

Her blue hair hangs down, her eyes are as bright as stars...

A woman of such appearance must be a peerless beauty.

She is Song Xinyi, the head of Tianmen Village.

At this moment, there was displeasure in her eyes, "Mr. Cao, your reckless decision has cost me two confidantes."

Cao Cao, who was sitting beside her, looked a little embarrassed.

He didn't expect Su Ming's strength to be so strong, although the three of Zhang Liao were not defeated by Su Ming, but by Lu Fengxian.

But Lu Fengxian was Su Ming's subordinate.

Who knew that Su Ming's attack would be even more horrifying, killing the skeleton old man and the spider spirit with one hand...

Now even Venerable Qingpao is in danger.

They entered Tianmen Village in cooperation with Song Xinyi.

The purpose of the cooperation is also very simple, to keep Su Ming here forever.

Originally, he thought he could hold it in his hands, but the terrifying fighting power displayed by Su Ming made him feel uneasy.

Cao Cao let out a long breath, and his eyes fell on the figure sitting cross-legged in the corner.

Perhaps only this person can subdue Su Ming.

Cao Cao clasped his fists and said, "Lord Song, I am deeply sorry about this matter."

Song Xinyi snorted softly, "You must give me an explanation for this matter."

"Lord Song, we have three chapters in the agreement. Before the cooperation, I have already told you his details."

"You are right, but you far underestimated his strength."

Song Xinyi's eyes flashed a cold color.

Cao Cao sighed helplessly, Song Xinyi was right, he seriously underestimated Su Ming's strength.

After a long while, he said, "Master Song, let's make the last fight. You are the master of Tianmen Village, release the millions of dead souls and ghosts from Tianmen Village, and see if you can destroy him."

"Did Mr. Cao take himself too seriously?"

Song Xinyi said indifferently: "Why don't you let your people take action? Now I feel that you didn't come to cooperate with me, but came to sweep my Tianmen Village together with that kid named Su Ming."

Cao Cao was a little flustered.

If Song Xinyi attacks him, he really has no certainty of winning.

Everyone has his own destiny, some people are born to be kings, and some are born to be bandits.

Cao Cao has his own arrogance.

If you don't have something to ask for, how can you send someone under the fence and ask for perfection.

Song Xinyi is very strong, and he, Cao Cao, is not weak.

However, since it is cooperation, it is necessary to pay attention to fairness.

Cao Cao glanced at his people and sighed in his heart, sending them out would be tantamount to courting death.

He got up and walked to the corner, and asked respectfully: "My lord, are you willing to make a move?"

The man sitting quietly opened his eyes, and the atmosphere here boiled up instantly.

Song Xinyi frowned slightly, and glanced curiously, thoughtfully.

"Wait until he knocks on the door."

A simple sentence directly kills the sky.

Facing the killing god in front of him, Cao Cao didn't dare to act recklessly.

This lord is also a big man who is under one person and above ten thousand people in Fangwu Temple.

He spoke, and Cao Cao had nothing to say.

The rickety old man beside Song Xinyi said in a shrill voice, "Mr. Cao, are you really going to destroy Tianmen Village?"

"how do I say this?"

Cao Cao frowned.

He was a hero of the generation before his death, and after his death, he is definitely not someone who can be bullied by anyone.

Just because he's being polite to Song Xinyi doesn't mean he's being polite to other people.

Before Cao Cao could get angry, the killing god who was sitting quietly looked at the old woman.In an instant, violent killing intent swept across.

The old woman's face changed drastically, and she stared at the God of Death who was sitting quietly.

Song Xinyi stared at him with serious eyes.

At first he thought that Cao Cao was just bluffing, but who knew that this man had such a violent and murderous aura, and the origin was definitely not simple.

The crooked old woman was trembling with fear. At that moment just now, she almost thought that she was bound to die.

The God of Killing, who was sitting quietly, was expressionless, "Be cautious in your words and deeds."

Four words, shocking.

Cao Cao gave the crooked old woman a cold look, and then said coldly: "Master Song, this lord has already spoken, so I can't make the decision. Please forgive me."

Song Xinyi raised her head and nodded lightly, "Mr. Cao just needs to remember what he promised me."

"The empress opened the golden mouth on this matter, I dare not go against it."

This sentence poured out Cao Cao's current situation.

He couldn't help feeling sad in his heart.

When did Cao Cao end up in such an embarrassing situation?

Cao Cao walked over and sat down, Song Xinyi slightly parted her red lips, and asked softly, "Mr. Cao, may I ask who this lord is?"

"Master Song, you shouldn't ask about this matter."

"Cao Gong doesn't know?"

"Your Majesty has ordered you not to reveal the origin of this lord lightly, please forgive me, Lord Song."

"That's it."

……

The green-robed masked man clenched his fists, burning with anger, but he was powerless against Su Ming.

Su Ming is too strong.

It was so powerful that he felt hopeless.

Suppress him with one hand.

This strength is no worse than his master, even two points stronger.

Facing such a peerless monstrous and powerful man, he could only kneel down and beg for mercy, hissing and trembling.

With his hands behind his back, Su Ming condescendingly looked down at the man in the blue robe.

The domineering momentum made him breathless.

The green-robed face-makeup man spoke with difficulty, "You, what do you want?"

"Take me into Tianmen Village."

"Under your feet is Tianmen Village."

The green-robed face-makeup man hissed.

Su Ming opened his eyes sharply, and his eyes shone brightly, "Do you think I'm a three-year-old child? You have to think clearly, the current you are just an ant that I can crush to death at any time."

The face-makeup man in the green robe suddenly looked like a strangled mouse, all he could see was his wide-eyed eyes.

He is not reconciled, he wants to resist.

Su Ming saw his intention and took a step forward. The body of the green-robed masked figure trembled suddenly, and blood spewed out with a wow.

At the same time, the mask he was wearing fell apart, revealing his true face.

He is ugly.

His whole face was skinless, and the veins rolled under the flesh and blood.

His face seemed to have been peeled off alive.

When the man with the green robe mask met Su Ming's eyes, he fell into a frenzy and roared hysterically.

A powerful aura surged, faintly showing signs of breaking through Su Ming's suppression.

Su Ming snorted coldly, and the majestic aura as heavy as Mount Tai pressed all over him, pressing him to the ground.

Under the powerful aura, his limbs made a cracking sound.

crush.

Who would have thought that one of the four guardians of Tianmen Village would be so embarrassed, lying on the ground like a dead dog.

"Ask again, to tell or not to tell?"

"You don't want to know anything from me."

The Qingpao face mask spat out blood, gritted his teeth and said bitterly.

"A little bit of backbone."

Su Ming looked at him jokingly, raised his hand towards him, and clenched it tightly.

Ah!
The green-robed face-make-up man let out a miserable howl, and he felt that his soul was about to be crushed.

(End of this chapter)