Eternal Sacred King

Chapter 597 Killing!

Coming too fast.

The crowd only felt that before their eyes flashed, this person had broken into the crowd, killed a sword repairer, and came to Ji Yaoxue.

The crowd didn't even see clearly whether the coming person was male or female, let alone appearance.

"who!"

Da Xia's guard beside Ji Yaoxue sighed violently, running Jin Dan madly, erupting in spiritual power, slashing his backhand, and slashing at the head of the incoming person.

boom!

The enthusiasts did not retreat, and they were faster. They did not wait for the long knife above their heads to strike. They shot first, punching them in Daxia's guard's chest.

Da Xia's body was directly torn apart!

Another Jin Dan really died!

hiss!

The crowd changed color in horror, took a sip of air conditioning, and took a half step back.

After the comer slaughtered the two, he stopped right next to Ji Yaoxue, bent slightly, stretched out his palm, grabbed the spiritual rope of the latter, and pulled it hard!

Collapse!

The spiritual rope broke and was directly torn into several pieces!

The big summer guards who looked cold and iron-blooded also changed their faces at this time.

This spiritual rope looks inconspicuous, but as long as it is entangled in the opponent, it is difficult to break free even if Jin Dan is completely successful, let alone torn the spiritual rope directly.

What kind of power is this?

Until this time, many monks did not see the appearance of the people.

Monk?

The comer was actually a middle-aged monk, dressed in a pale gray monk robe, washed a little whitish, quite strong, and with a firm face.

The most weird thing is that in this person, he can't feel the slightest spiritual fluctuation.

Not to mention them, even Yuan Ying Zhenjun could not find out the truth and truth of the people even when he spread his knowledge.

It's like the middle-aged monk's body is shrouded with an invisible barrier, which can isolate the telepathy!

Seeing that someone was helping him out, Mingze Zhenjun was originally overjoyed.

Disappointed in the eyes of Mingze Zhenjun after seeing Zhenzhen clearly.

Although it was impossible to detect the truth of the middle-aged monk, he could not feel the slightest fluctuation of mana in this man.

In other words, this middle-aged monk is at most a monk of Jindanjing.

And the current situation, even if the first Jin Dan came, it will not help.

Because, there are two Jian Xiu from the opposite side.

This is the most terrifying and cannot be ignored force!

Gu Suqi and Tianchen Zhenjun apparently also rely on experience to presumably cultivate the middle-aged monks.

Tianchen Zhenjun sneered: "Hum, little Jindan, I don't know if I live or die!"

Hearing this sentence, Xun Jun Yu Qingshu breathed a sigh of relief, relieved.

As long as the visitor is Jin Dan Jing Xiu, there will be no accidents!

Everyone's eyes fell on the middle-aged monk.

The same is true of Ji Yaoxue.

She looked at the strange face in front of her, and there was a hint of confusion in her eyes.

She doesn't know this person. Why did this person risk her life to save her?

"Thank you my friends."

Although confused, Ji Yaoxue thanked him.

The middle-aged monk nodded expressionlessly.

Ji Yaoxue frowned, and a strange feeling suddenly formed in her heart.

Can't say.

"Where is the wild monk, dare to intervene in my Daxia dynasty!"

Xi Jun Yu Li sighed and interrupted Ji Yaoxue's thoughts.

The middle-aged monk turned around and glanced at the three Yuanying Zhenjun who was still struggling in the air. He groaned slightly, and his eyes fell on the Junjun Yu not far away. His eyes were full of killing, and his feet were stunned!

Bang!

Earth shaking.

Many Jin Dan present were trembling.

Middle-aged monk has disappeared!

Like an ancient beast from the same head, it came crashing in and it was terrifying!

Wherever I go, the earth swells, sand and stones splash, and a huge gully emerges behind me!

Too strong!

Viciousness suffocated.

A Daxia guard responded slightly slower. The long knife in his back had just been lifted up, and the palm of the middle-aged monk had descended.

puff!

This person's head was shot into the chest with a palm, and the neck bone was broken, and he died on the spot!

Another Daxia guard's long knife came, this person didn't look at it, clenched into a fist, relying on the flesh and blood, hit a punch on the blade!

"Dead!"

The Da Xia guard showed a brutal look and roared.

Click!

There was no expectation that the blade would cut into the flesh.

There was no flash of blood as expected.

Everyone can see clearly that this top-quality magic weapon thick-backed long sword forged with red gold spar was broken by bare hands with a middle-aged monk!

puff!

Countless fragments flew up, shooting the body of this Daxia guard directly into a sieve, and the blood flowed like a note.

The man glared, and fell straight.

"Where is the demon monk!"

The next Jiantian Jianzong Jianxiu was working with spiritual power. The long sword in his hand trembled and screamed. He sent out five auras of light, sharp, and bitingly cold!

This is a perfect magic weapon!

Huh!

The man's sword trembled.

Suddenly, there were thirteen sword flowers in the air!

The sword is so heavy that it's hard to tell the truth!

The middle-aged monk's eyes flickered, and he reached out the palm of his hand, and found the sword's true body instantly!

Not only that, the five fingers of the middle-aged monk, like pouring molten steel, looked vigorous and powerful, cleverly avoided the sharp edge of the sword, and directly held on the blade of the sword!

All sword shadows dissipated.

Sword flower withered.

"Ok?"

The sword Xiu changed his face, subconsciously want to twitch the sword.

Unexpectedly, this perfect magic weapon-level sword was held down by the five fingers of a middle-aged monk.

"not good!"

The man smelled a dangerous breath and secretly exclaimed, it was too late when he was about to retreat.

I saw the middle-aged monk's footsteps sliding, holding the sword with five fingers, and pushing gently forward.

The whole movement is like flowing clouds without any stagnation.

Jian Feng wiped the person's throat directly.

An understatement is enough to kill this person!

Huh!

Blood Mist Gushing!

The sword repairer desperately held the wound in his throat, but couldn't stop bleeding, his eyes quickly dimmed.

Three Jin Dans have died in person!

The whole process is slow, but it is only a moment.

The middle-aged monk's footsteps did not pause for a moment. In the blink of an eye, five Jin Dan real people had been left behind, and came to the front of Xun Junyu.

Xun Junyu was a little panicked.

Where has he seen such means? The guards under his hands, and even the Jianxiu Jiantian of the Heavenly Sword Sect, are in the hands of this middle-aged monk.

This middle-aged monk shot fiercely and decisively, all killing tricks, leaving no room for it!

"Here, kill me!"

Xun Jun roared loudly.

In front of him, there are five Daxia guards and five Jianxiu Jiantian.

From the perspective of Xun Junyu, as long as ten Jin Dan real people can entangle this middle-aged monk, and wait for two Yuan Ying Zhen Jun to kill Ming Ze Zhen Jun in the air, he will definitely die!

"kill!"

Five Daxia guards roared and shot at the same time!

boom!

One of the Jianxian Jianxiu's eyes was so bright that his body uttered a terrifying atmosphere. Without temptation, he directly presented the Golden Dan vision!

(End of this chapter)