Shura God Emperor

It was the first time that Zhang Xubin felt that he was so scared. He stared at Xiao Yu, his heart as if the waves were turning.

He is frank, even if it is himself, if he could kill the opponent without knowing it, it would never be so easy.

Quietly, why do you need a knife to kill, it is simply something he has not encountered in so many years.

"Isn't this person from the dynasty?"

At this moment, Zhang Binxu finally began to face this teenager who was about his age.

The look of desirelessness and ignorance in the other party's eyes, invisibly made people feel like being in the vast sea of ​​stars, which made Zhang Xubin feel a kind of solemnity.

However, he was born into a big dynasty family after all, and the pride and dignity in his bones made him feel that only one person can surpass him in the assessment meeting of the seven sects.

This person seems calm, but he is always alone, and there are so many of them.

In addition, Zhang Xubin represented the Nanling dynasty, and Manbo was his person. At this time, he was killed quietly. Where did he put his face?

Over a dozen of them, more than half of them felt in the real pill realm. All of them were sent by the dynasty to be his guards. No matter how strong this person is, can he still be in the golden pill realm?

Thinking of this, Zhang Xubin winked at the person next to him.

The eight people all walked up quietly, and a person in the middle of the real pill realm headed by him quietly picked up the long sword of the nine-rank treasure from the side of the dead Man Bo.

The whole inn became weird and quiet again. The people at the door and outside the window held their breath, and the atmosphere did not dare to take a breath.

Zhang Xubin is going to kill this boy!

And Xiao Yu turned a deaf ear to all of this, completely ignored, still drinking for himself.

Those eight people are all masters of the real pill realm. With such a lineup, it is more than enough to destroy a dynasty!

And the remaining few virtual pill realm, together with Zhang Xubin, watched all this coldly.

The eight people worked together, and Zhang Xubin asked himself, even if he was himself, he would never escape easily.

Even the one with the same fame as him would have to die desperately to make a **** path. This is the power of Nanling Dynasty.

After a long while, without waiting for Zhang Xubin to speak, the man holding the Nine-Rank Treasure Long Sword suddenly shouted, "Hands!"

Accompanied by a sudden drink from him, the other seven people also shook hands, and immediately jumped on it.

Naturally, the fastest is this person, his long sword bursts with a bright light, turned out to be the spiritual skill of the purple product.

You know, among the secular dynasties, the purple spirit skill is already the most powerful rank.

Last year, when Xiao Yu fought against the three geniuses of Xi Zhiyou alone, they also used this purple spirit skill.

Obviously, not everyone has the opportunity to have it.

But now?

A guard of the Nanling Dynasty possessed this level of spiritual skills. One can imagine how rich the Nanling Dynasty was.

Although the purple rank spiritual skills are also strong and weak, according to Xiao Yu's impression, the purple rank spiritual skills that this person spurred is not very strong, it may be the weakest purple rank spiritual skills.

But once this person showed up, he already amazed everyone outside the inn.

The difference between this guard and Manbo is that Manbo was a light enemy at the time, and he was killed without even using his spiritual skills, but this man's purple rank spiritual skills were not comparable to Manbo!

Everyone squeezed a sweat for Xiao Yu.

"Hey……"