Chapter 1289: One look, kill a demon

"No, no, old snake save me!"
The red-robed man roared and yelled in fear under the threat of death.
"Ugh!"
At this time, an old sigh suddenly sounded in the attic.
With a light tremor, an old man in Tsing Yi with a cold breath walked out of the void.
The whole body was surrounded by a terrible green mist, corroding the void sizzlingly, as soon as he appeared, the whole attic was cold!
Everyone's necks are like a poisonous snake whistling a letter!
"Old Snake, come on, kill all but the woman!"
The red-robed man was overjoyed when he saw the old man in Tsing Yi.
"Hahaha, Elder Snake takes action, killing this group of people is no effort at all!"
The red-robed man screamed in his heart, as if he had seen the scene of Qin Yi and others tragically dying, and Su Da had embraced the joy under him.
This old man in Tsing Yi, but his father arranged a demon venerable with nine levels of feathers beside him!
He has killed hundreds of demon venerations with poison power, and enjoys a prestigious reputation in Chiyang City!
Wouldn't it be easy to win this group of people who don't know where they came from?
The red-robed man still doesn't believe that there are still people in this group who are stronger than the old man in Tsing Yi!
The shopkeeper was sweating profusely, and it was lower.
The shopkeeper of the restaurant didn't expect that it was just a dispute over the Accord, which would draw such a big man out.
The old man in Tsing Yi nodded slightly, stood with his hand held down, and looked at Zhao Yun: "This friend, please listen to me..."
However, before the old man Tsing Yi had finished speaking, Zhao Yun's eyes condensed.
"Om!"
A bright silver light condensed, turned into an inch of sharp arrow, and shot out suddenly.
"Puff!"
The silver arrow crossed, and the old man in Tsing Yi didn't even say a word. He broke a big hole in his forehead and died on the spot!
At a glance, kill a demon!
To Zhao Yun, dealing with a nine-stranded warrior is different from ants!
"hiss!"
At this moment, the red-robed man and the shopkeeper couldn't help taking a breath, looking at Zhao Yun, trembling uncontrollably.
This old man in Tsing Yi was a right-hand man under the Lord of Chiyang City, and he was a master who could rank in the top 100 in Chiyang City!
However, in Zhao Yun's hands, it is like killing a chicken!
It is simply appalling!
Could it be that this is a half saint, or a demon saint?
The man in the red robe shivered and dared not yell again.
"So strong!"
Even the Golden Lion Demon Lord, his pupils shrank, and his heart trembled.
He had seen Zhao Yun's power before and killed Ying Jiu with one blow!
However, this time, it made him even more comprehend Zhao Yun's horror, and at a glance, he could kill a nine-fold feathered demon sovereign!
You know, even the Golden Lion Demon Venerable, if you want to defeat the old man in Tsing Yi, you have to do ten tricks, not to mention killing the old man in Tsing Yi, that would require hundreds of tricks.
Defeating and killing are not the same concept. After all, this old man in Qingyi is also a demon venerable with nine feathers!
All this is a long story. From the appearance of the old man in Tsing Yi to the beheading by Zhao Yun, it took only ten breaths in the past.
"Humph!"
Zhao Yun snorted coldly, his breath shook, and he shattered the limbs of the red-robed man.
"Boom!"
Immediately, he stretched out his hand to inhale, and threw it in front of Qin Yi.
"what!"
The man in the red robe screamed sorrowfully, and he was no longer the same as before.
Zhao Yun treated him this way, and did not dare to complain!
This is the demon saint!
His father did not dare to offend him easily!