Supreme Pill Saint

Take a deep breath. The three men walk towards Su Chen.

Go to Su Chen's body, showing a triangular trend, and surround Su Chen directly.

They don't have any morality to say, let alone one-to-one, three to one, because the feeling of Su Chen is too dangerous for them.

Just then.

Su Chen.

Do it directly.

Since it's inevitable, where is the bullshit? It's better to start first.

Boom!!!

Three force transformation, divine power compression, tiannu arm, wide open. The force of 500 thousand dragon drives 300 thousand dragon to return to the divine sword. One sword blows out and locks one of them. It happens to be Zhu Yan, who explodes and cuts.

As for Xiao Yi and Wu Tiange, Su Chen ignores them directly and doesn't defend them or ignore them, just as he can't see them.

Zhu Yan's whole body was cold, and the breath of death enveloped his whole body. The whole person was like falling into the ice cellar, even the blood would be frozen.

Zhu Yan's face was pale. For a moment, he regretted coming to this flood.

But it's too late to say anything now.

He wants to live.

Without hesitation, Zhu shouts, "purple and gold corpses! Out! "

In an instant.

A huge figure suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

This is a giant more than ten meters tall, with purple and gold color. He is full of rage, death, annihilation, killing and ferocity!

He's a dead man!

Zhu Yan is the patriarch of Wanshi gate. Wanshi gate plays with corpses. They refine corpses as puppets to make a fortune.

In the ten thousand corpse gate, there are three kinds of corpses: iron clad corpse, cold silver corpse and purple gold corpse.

The highest is Zijin corpse.

If you want to refine the purple gold corpse, you need to spend a lot of money. Just special metals, aura, high spiritual medicine and so on consume a lot of money. In addition, you need the corpse of the super powerful to refine the purple gold corpse.

As a result, there are only three or two purple and gold corpses in the whole ten thousand corpse gate.

The purple and gold corpse in Zhu Yan's hand is the strongest one.

This purple and gold corpse has invincible defense and powerful power. Apart from no thinking and not flexible enough to fight, it is quite powerful.

There are no less than ten people who died in the hands of this purple and gold corpse.

"Kill!!!" When the purple and gold corpses came out, Zhu Yan forced his mind to calm down. He drank in a deep voice and drove the purple and gold corpses to fight.

Without hesitation, Zhu Yan directly asked Zijin corpse to use his arm to wave the heavy magic sword against Su Chen.

But the heavy divine sword, goes forward, does not have any attack direction change, does not have any slightest breath change.

For the heavy divine sword, one sword is out without fear. No matter what is ahead, it will be broken by one sword.

After one thousandth of a breath.

The heavy sword suddenly collided with the arm of the purple and gold corpse.

There is no collision in the imagination.

In the eye, the arm of the purple and gold corpse was like tofu meeting a knife, which was suddenly missed by the heavy magic sword.

Pa

The arm of Zijin corpse was broken and fell to the ground.

"What?!" Zhu Yan's breath was severely sluggish, and his heart was pinched. He knew the defense of Zijin corpse, which was indescribable! Why is it so fragile all of a sudden?

However, without waiting for Zhu Yan to shake The heavy sword continued to move forward, and easily fell into the chest of Zijin corpse!

Straight through.

After piercing, we still move forward, lock Zhu Yan and fall down!

"No!" Zhu Yan could have avoided it. After all, with Zijin corpse's resistance in front, he was slightly broken by the lock of chongshenjian. He forced his foot and chongshenjian would surely swing empty. However, Zhu Yan believed in Zijin corpse too much and didn't avoid it at the best time. At this moment, the time of life and death is coming. It's too late to avoid it again.

Zhu Yan's face was pale as white wax.

He seemed to see the netherworld and the king of hell.

Time, space, as if in such a moment static.

Extremely frightened, the shadow of chongshenjian crazily magnified in his eyes.

Then.

Boom!!!

The sword fell on Zhu Yan, who burst directly.

Even the spirit of Zhu Yan was lost under the strong edge of the heavy divine sword.

That's the moment.

Hiss!

Click!

…………

Two harsh voices.

A long sword pierces Su Chen's chest directly.

A long black knife fell into Su Chen's neck.

At the same time, how could Xiao Yi and Wu Tiange stand still? They look for the best time, the deadliest point, one hit!"Good! Good!! Good!!! " In the distance, Qin immortal suddenly roared, his eyes bright and excited.

He did not care about the death of Zhuyan or how it died.

At the moment, only Su Chen's eyes were cut through his heart and neck.

As long as Su Chen can die, that's enough, isn't it?

"Happy for nothing." Qingya shook her head: "I thought this kid could continue to surprise me. I even needed my hand. I didn't expect..."

Is Su Chen dead? Of course not.

He was just afraid of trouble, so he didn't want to fight while defending. If he wanted to, he could also kill Zhu Yan, Xiao Yi and Wu Tiange.

However, if you have the ability to recover from the mortal body, why do you need to defend?

"Qin immortal, you seem happy too early!" The next moment, Su Chen sneers, he slightly lowers his head, glances at the blood on his chest, and then suddenly turns his head.

Boom!!!

Heavy magic sword smashed out.

At the moment, Xiao Yi is behind him.

Su Chen's sword is too fast and too sudden, and Xiao Yi thinks that it pierces Su Chen's heart. Su Chen will surely die, so there is no defense, and even close to Su Chen.

So

Heavy divine sword fell on Xiao Yi so easily.

Xiao Yi didn't even react, and his whole body burst into a blood mist, including the spirit, and didn't escape.

What? A sudden scene, almost like a bolt from the blue, scared Qin immortal almost fell to the ground!

Heart pierced, not dead?

Really Are you really immortal?

While Su Chen smashes Xiao Yi with a sword, Wu Tiange, who is also close to Su Chen, suddenly changes his face. His scalp is as numb as a blow, and his soul is going to be lost. He is totally subconscious and retreats towards the back.

"Now you want to run? Don't you think it's too late? " Su Chen sneers, then, without trace.

Su Chen is almost as if there is no shadow, just like a smoke!

By contrast, Wu Tiange's speed is too slow!

"No, don't kill me..." Wu Tiange roared, despairing. He had felt the cold behind him.