Chapter 1344: Killing Night!

Chapter 1344 Murder Night!
The distance between Nangong Sheng and the blue shirt men is getting closer.
The three stared at the blue shirt man intently, exuding powerful coercion, and seemed to want to see this person through.
The blue shirt man was stared at by the three Yuanying Zhenjun, and there was no change in his look. There was no embarrassment, which was calm.
"Be careful, this guy is really weird."
Nangong Sheng secretly transmitted.
Both old slaves lived for hundreds of years and were cautious.
"Victory in Shimonamiya, dare to ask my friends how to call it?"
Nangong Sheng first reported the name of Nangong family.
In this southern region, the names of the three great families are more useful than any Taoist title!
Nangong Sheng couldn't figure out the origin of the man in the blue shirt. He didn't act lightly, but tentatively.
"It doesn't matter who I am."
The blue shirt man shook his head.
"What are you doing here?"
An old slave asked in a deep voice.
The blue shirt man smiled slightly and said, "I'm waiting for you."
"Wait for us?"
The old slave frowned.
The blue shirt man is Su Zimo coming from Beiming Town!
Su Zimo looked up slightly, looked at the sky, put away a smile, and said lightly: "It's not early, I'll take you on the road."
After finishing this sentence, the three of Nangong Sheng felt a cold chill instantly, covering them!
Huh!
The three felt that their eyes were shaking, their figures were shaking, and a terrible breath was coming!
too fast!
Qinglian Zhenshen did not use her full strength, but relying on the physical outbreak, the three of Nangong Sheng won't respond!
Among them, the two old slaves reacted more slowly.
Nangong Sheng drew back the first time, but the two old slaves were half a step slower.
Su Zimo came to one of the old slaves, flipped his hands, and patted the old slave's head, instantly shattering his skull, and the Yuanshen was gone!
The old slave didn't say a word, and the body fell from the air!
"you……"
Another old slave's eyes were sullen, and his heart was furious. His palms were slaped on the storage bag. Just after the Feijian was sacrificed, Su Zimo had already come to him!
Su Zimo killed one person and turned towards the other.
There was no stagnation in the whole process, such as flowing clouds.
No one had thought of it, just a sickly thin scholar, and in a blink of an eye, he thundered in a thunderous manner!
Su Zimo didn't have any extra actions. He stretched out his fingers and gently touched the old slave's brows.
This old slave, watching Su Zimo's fingers stretch out, couldn't escape!
His eyes flashed fiercely.
Since it's all dead, it's better to change your life!
Regardless of Su Zimo's fingers, the old slave moved the sense of consciousness, sacrificed flying swords, and pierced Su Zimo's brows!
puff!
Su Zimo's fingers arrived first, and fell on the slave's brows.
The old slave's forehead had an extra blood hole in an instant. The blood flow was like a note. Yuan Shen died on the spot, and his body died.
The old slave's flying sword has also stabbed Su Zimo's brows.
However, Su Zimo didn't even blink his eyes, and let the old slave's flying sword stab him.
when!
This flying sword poked on Su Zimo's face, and there was a crisp sound, like Jin Ge fighting!
Feijian dropped!
Nangong Sheng's eyes beat.
You know, this flying sword is a sharp weapon of Zhongpin Zhenjun!
But now, let alone hurt this monk in blue shirt, there is no trace left on this person's skin!
"What kind of body is this?"
"how is this possible!"
Nangong Sheng's mind was chaotic, and numerous questions emerged.
His cultivation is realm, and his physical strength, combat power, and blood are much stronger than the two old slaves.
But even so, he did not dare to fight this monk at this moment!
Nangong won without turning back, and fled when he turned!
boom!
suddenly!
There was a loud noise behind him!
The whole ground shuddered.
Nangong Katsu looked back subconsciously, can't help but change color!
I saw the monk in blue shirt standing on one foot alone, and a large pit appeared on the ground.
"disease!"
Nangong won't have much time to think about it, his eyebrows flickered, and a dark shadow burst out, hitting Su Zimo fiercely.
Nangong Katsu nibbled the tip of his tongue, spit out a spit of blood, and spilled on the shadow.
The blood spewed out, and his expression suddenly slumped.
He can't care much!
This dark shadow was contaminated by the blood of Nangong Sheng, rose up against the wind, and swelled instantly, becoming a tall and half-large dungeon!
On the body of this great tripod, there are four lines of law.
This is a superb true monarch weapon!
Among the three great families, the Nangong family pays more attention to refining and alchemy. The weapons of the family are mostly tripods and furnaces.
The big tripod came over, Su Zimo's look remained unchanged, he stretched out his palm, and pressed towards the big tripod.
boom!
Dading collided with Su Zimo's palm.
Su Zimo's body is still!
Although this great tripod is a superb true monarch weapon, the power that bursts out is so small to Su Zimo that it can be ignored!
I saw Su Zimo stretch out the other palm, right in front of him, holding the big tripod with both hands, his arms exerted strength!
This big tripod was pinched by Su Zimo's hands with speed visible to the naked eye!
Subsequently, Su Zimo's palms flew and rubbed a few times.
It was just a half-height Ding Ding, but in a blink of an eye, he was squeezed into a big iron ball by Su Zimo!
This great tripod is the best real monarch weapon.
But Qinglian's real body is a six-pin forged green lotus, supplemented with many magic weapons and weapons, which can be compared to the innate Taojun weapon!
In between, there are two big realms!
Nangong Katsu looked pale and his scalp exploded!
His legs were weak and he wanted to escape, but he couldn't move anymore!
Su Zimo grinned at him and threw the big iron ball backhand.
Woo!
The wind is whistling!
A shadow is coming!
boom!
Nangong Sheng couldn't react at all. He was hit the chest by this big iron ball. Suddenly, his bones and bones were broken, and his internal organs were smashed into a slum!
This physical body is already dead!
Huh!
A light escaped from the heavenly cover of Nangong Sheng.
Yuanshen comes out!
Normally, the Yuanshen in Yuanying Realm is extremely fragile. Once free from the flesh, it is difficult to survive even if there is no danger.
But at this time, Nangong Sheng has no retreat.
As soon as his Yuan Shen left, he found a shadow over him.
His Yuan Shen has fallen into Su Zimo's palm!
The man in the yellow shirt with chuckled cheeks looked at him with a frown, and the corners of his mouth were slightly tilted, as if smiling and laughing.
"You, you, who are you!"
Nangong Katsumoto shouted, his voice was shaking!
"My name is Su Zimo."
Su Zimo smiled slightly.
Nangong wins a moment.
The name was so strange that he had never heard of it.
Then, only the man in the blue shirt continued to say, "Taohao, barbaric."
Nangong Sheng's eyes gradually widened, endless horror, filled with every inch of God!
Immediately after that, cracks appeared on the gods of Nangong Katsu, the light dimmed, the vitality of life passed away, and it instantly disappeared!
Yuan Ying Zhenjun ’s Yuan Shen was already weak and frightened. When he heard the word
Desolate Martial Arts
, Nangong Sheng was scared to death!
Third more ~
(End of this chapter)