Chapter 331: Come and kill me!

"Hiss~"
The elders took a breath and rubbed their eyes vigorously, which was incredible.
As the holy realm, they know the power of the tenth-order holy realm even more.
But now, the two rank ten holy realms are so gone!
They didn't even react!
The other disciples of the Yulong Realm were also confused.
"Is it true that Brother Su can kill the Holy King?"
"Are you blind? Can this be fake?!"
"But how do I feel that even if it is a holy king, I can't understate Senior Brother Su to two tenth-order holy realms in seconds?"
"Think about it now. The rumors that Xu Qingmo circulated a few days ago were really funny. He actually said that Senior Brother Su was timid and weak... He was not beaten to death by Senior Brother Su with a single sword. It is really lucky for eight lifetimes!"
...
Those disciples came back to their senses, and looked at Su Zhan with great admiration one by one, and said with enthusiasm in their eyes.
at this time.
Yang Qian was also a little dazed.
I thought that the punch he saw at Zhan Tianfeng was strong enough!
Unexpectedly, Su Zhan's sword is even more powerful than a fist!
If this sword slashed towards him... even if he had two more life-saving holy king artifacts, he would not be immune to death!
Fortunately, that day I restrained myself, otherwise, I am afraid it will not be much better than these blood demon cult cultivation...
Some fearful wiped his forehead with cold sweat, Yang Qian squeezed out a smile and said, "Junior Brother Su is really strong, far beyond the ordinary holy realm!"
"It's not that I am strong, but these people are too weak."
Su Zhan shook his head: "If they can make their bodies as hard as the high-grade holy king artifacts, I won't be able to kill them with a single sword."
The smile on Yang Qian's face stiffened.
Make the body a high-grade holy king...
Even the monster beast of the Saint King level doesn't have this level, right?
Moreover, you are only a seventh-order holy realm!
Still not satisfied that the seventh-order holy realm can kill the tenth-order holy realm in seconds?
Do you still want to kill the Holy King
Forget it, your pervert can really kill the Saint King... then it's okay.
With slander in his heart, Yang Gan said, "Junior Brother Su, what you said is so reasonable!"
"Of course, what I am best at is reasoning."
Su Zhan smiled, and immediately looked at the evil repairs who were rushing towards him as if they were petrified.
"Run! This person is terrifying!"
"He is the Holy King, he must be the Holy King!"
"We are not his opponents!"
...
Nearly a hundred evil repairers fled in panic.
But soon, they fell one after another.
A glazed sword light shuttled through those evil cultivations, and it took less than a minute to kill everyone!
The Liuli Kongming Sword returned to his hand, Su Zhan picked up the valuable storage ring and said, "Let's go!"
"Yes, Brother Su!"
After seeing Su Zhan's sword.
The morale of the disciples was greatly boosted.
What's to worry about following such a perversion?
At the rear, about twenty miles.
Saint King Fang Ping had an invisibility talisman attached to his body, his aura hidden, followed Su Zhan to the place where he had just fought.
Glancing at the traces of the sword in the past, he sensed the horrible kendo aura remaining in that space.
"If this kind of abnormality is placed in the ancient times, I am afraid that every mythical figure will be beaten to beat him in order to be his master, right?
Tang Wujian, it's really out of luck! "
With a sigh of envy, Fang Ping Sheng Wang continued to follow.
...
In the center of Wushan Mountain, in a valley that looks ordinary from the outside.
Mo Tian looked calm, sitting in a huge wooden house deep in the valley close to the mountain wall.
"Master, that Su Zhan has already arrived!"
The old man codenamed Dark Ghost looked excited: "It's not just him, but also the First Son Yanggan!"
"Oh?"
Motian was a little surprised, and immediately laughed: "I didn't expect that the Holy Land thought that I would kill a saint child less, and gave me one more?"
"However, there seems to be someone behind the leader, Su Zhan and the others, but we can't find out who it is. We can only sense a very weak aura that has been behind Su Zhan and the others."
"Don't think about it, that is the Holy King of the Holy Land."
Mo Tian waved his hand: "Don't ask Tian Ping to be cautious, even if he can't think of any problems, he will keep his hand, but does a holy king want to stop me?"
After that, Motian turned his head and asked the old man: "Dark ghost, is there any error in the inspection of the blood sacrifice formation?"
"Muslim Lord, my subordinates have just checked it carefully, it is foolproof!"
"Well, when Na Su Zhan arrives here, I will enter the blood sacrifice formation with him, let alone an ordinary Saint King, even if it is Tang Wujian, it will take at least several hours for Mo Wentian to come at the same time. To break the battle!
At that time, I had already beheaded Su! Su Zhan is dead! "
"The leader is strategizing, no one can beat it!"
The old man quickly complimented.
"Okay, you have followed me for hundreds of years, now, let's go!"
"Master!"
There is reluctance in the old man's voice.
"What are you doing like this?"
Motian smiled: "There is a saint king in the area, but I can't help but wait until I kill Su Zhan, come out of the blood sacrifice death formation, and then kill that person. If you don't leave, I will enter the formation and you Can only be killed by the holy king.
Let's go! "
"Yes!"
The old man nodded his head, turned and left.
...
After half an hour.
Su Zhan arrived at the center of Wushan Mountain.
"This is the place!"
Collecting the map in his hand, Su cut his toes and flew towards the valley.
Others followed closely.
A sacred cultivator was guarding at Taniguchi. When he saw Su Zhan and the others, his brows flashed, and a sledgehammer appeared in his hand.
"Presumptuous! Dare to break into me—"
"boom!"
The man hadn't finished speaking, Su Zhan punched, and directly smashed him with a sledgehammer!
"Su Zhan, I have been waiting for you for a long time!"
At this moment, a voice suddenly resounded in everyone's ears!
A trace of black air appeared in the sky, turning into billowing clouds, covering the sky and the sun!
"Buzz!"
Corresponding to the black air in the sky, the ground trembled, cracking cracks, and bleeding from the cracks!
"Su Zhan, rewind!"
Feeling the special energy contained in the blood-colored light beams, Fang Ping Shengwang's expression changed, and he shot towards Su Zhan.
"Return? Is it too late!"
Motian wearing a large black robe flew out of the wooden house, hung in the air, looking down at the people below, regardless of anyone else, staring at Su Zhan, sneered, and pointed out towards Su Zhan with his right fingers.
Following his pointing out, those beams of light shone brightly, and a trace of blood drew away, turning into a rune and flew towards Su Zhan extremely fast!
Su Zhan subconsciously slashed out a sword.
But that sword aura actually passed through the scarlet rune directly, cutting off the mountain ten miles away!
The rune fell on his body without hindrance.
In an instant, he felt that the space around him was distorted, and the world turned into brilliant blood.
After the light dissipated, he was no longer in the valley, but appeared in a strange space surrounded by huge blood chains.
More than a thousand meters ahead, Motian's eyes glowed with red light. Looking at Su Zhan who didn't seem to understand what was happening, he sneered and said, "Su Zhan, I didn't expect it!
Your luck is against the sky, but you still want to die here after all! "
"Who are you, I don't know you, why are you killing me! Here, where is it?"
Su Zhan's eyes fell on Mo Tian, ​​and said calmly.
"You don't know me? But your master knows me!"
Mo Tian thought of being cut off by Tang Wujian's hands, and he had infinite killing intent towards Su Zhan in his heart.
"My devil, hundreds of years ago, your master cut off my hands, but he never thought that his disciples would die in my hands hundreds of years later!
As for this place, it is the blood sacrifice space of the blood sacrifice formation. Do you want to go out? "
The terrifying power of the Holy King in the middle of the sky burst out, Motian's whole body rolled with black energy, like a demon head, hanging in the air, with joking and disdain on his face, he continued:
"It's very simple! Just kill me!
come! Aren't you great? Come and kill me! "
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