Chapter seven hundred and fortieth seventh transcendence realm powerhouse
He came at the right time, and Sun Xu would naturally not be pretentious. The master showed up just in time, which relieved his embarrassment.
Taking Xiaoxiao with him to fight for his life with these people whose realm is higher than his own, naturally he will feel a little constrained.
"Xiaoxiao, go and stay with Master for a while. After my brother takes care of these people, let's go and rest!" As he said, he used his other, uninjured hand, to rub Xiaoxiao's head.
Xiaoxiao nodded, and with a thought in Qi Jiuzhong's mind, the little girl appeared next to him.
Sun Xu used his uninjured hand to tear off a piece of cloth from his robe and wrapped it around his injured palm while staring coldly at the No. 2 thug.
From the masks, it can be seen that these two guys are in the same group.
Maybe the people who surrounded him before were also with them, but that doesn't matter.
Under Sun Xu's gaze, the second thug, who was ruthless and had killed countless people, was a little flustered, and his body couldn't help but shudder.
It was as if he was not facing a monk in the integration stage, but an extremely powerful beast.
The people who had been dumped by Sun Xu before also sensed the scene one after another and surrounded Sun Xu again. They would not make mistakes this time.
Ghost-faced Shura, who had been observing secretly, took out a rune from the space ring with strong fluctuations in space power.
A little blood essence was forced out of his finger, dripped on the rune, and he smashed it directly towards Sun Xu.
In an instant, the power of space within a radius of ten miles became chaotic. Of course, moves like teleportation could no longer be used. Of course, a monk with a certain level of strength could put the chaos back into place with a single movement.
The current Sun Xu does not have such a strong power for the time being.
In order to kill themselves, these people spent a lot of money. The value of a rune like this is probably no less than a low-grade treasure.
Dozens of monks under Ghost Faced Shura rushed into the battle circle and surrounded Sun Xu from all directions, but they were led by the No. 2 thug.
Our people finally arrived, not just by themselves. The shock that we had just received due to the death of the number one thug gradually faded away.
Take a deep breath, return with fighting spirit and faith.
"Kill!" The low voice, like the collision of gold and stone, penetrated people's ears with murderous intent that stung the eardrums.
The sword in his palm showed no movement, but a shadow of the sword had already spread out, falling towards Sun Xu like layers of snowflakes.
It is not as heavy and powerful as just now, but it covers a wider range, is more elegant and agile.
There is no way to hide, and the only option is to take it hard.
The rune used by Ghost Faced Shura before had already allowed Sun Xu to teleport within a small area and lost its deterrent effect, so he could only choose some other methods.
He was just a Mahayana monk. There was a sneer on Sun Xu's face. Not to mention his previous life, he had not killed more than half of them in this life so far.
One hand looked slow, but in fact it was raised quickly. The true energy was running crazily, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth surged in, and a giant palm appeared in the air.
In less than a breath, it was already pressing on everyone's heads, and the desolate emotion that made people cry filled everyone's hearts.
Some people can still control it, but more people have tears flowing out uncontrollably.
Sadness, fear and despair, a large number of people were put into that environment. The entire plane was extremely desolate, with only the vast Gobi Desert, no humans and animals, no flowers and grass, and no even wind.
"Awesome!" Fu Danggui, who came quietly next to Qi Jiuzhong, couldn't help but sigh.
He also began to understand in his heart why Sun Xu must practice martial arts. Just with this palm, a little guy in the integration stage can display such power, showing his talent to the fullest.
After sighing with emotion, he glanced at Qi Jiuzhong: "Old Qi, is this palm technique your latest trick?"
My latest trick? Qi Jiuzhong smiled and shook his head: "This kid figured it out by himself when he was in the lower realm. When I saw him, he was just a Nascent Soul!"
Words like lower realm, Nascent Soul, and young people were all brought together. Looking at the palm in front of him, Fu Danggui felt extremely emotional in his heart, Qi Jiuzhong is so lucky.
No emperor-level monk would reject a disciple like this.
It's a long story, but in fact it was just two breaths. The second thug's sword light was crushed layer by layer by the Desolate Sky Palm before it landed in front of Sun Xu.
The desolate mood also affected the second thug, but this guy was a master in the late Mahayana period after all, and he quickly struggled out.
The other people who followed him to kill were not so lucky, and many people simply lost their will to resist.
There were also people who fought desperately against the Desolate Heaven Palm, but the effect was still there. By the time Sun Xu's palm landed on them, they were already at the end of their strength.
Many people turned pale and collapsed on the ground, suffering a severe mental blow.
There were more people carrying them down, with some blood spilling from the corners of their mouths, and some minor internal injuries, but their combat effectiveness was still there.
It is not his style to be beaten passively. One slap worked, and Sun Xu's face still had a chill on his face: "Take another slap from me!"
As he spoke, he turned his palm over and slapped it down again, using the second form of the Wild Heaven Palm.
Behind the giant palm, you can still vaguely see several layers of phantoms. As his strength increases, the power of the Desolate Heaven Palm now displayed by Sun Xu is becoming more and more powerful.
If we were on Earth, with this palm strike, the country of America might be gone.
As the No. 2 thug roared, all the power in his body started to work. This kid was so strong that even a Mahayana monk like him felt frightened.
The other subordinates who are still capable of fighting also know that the time has come to risk their lives. Otherwise, I really don't know how many of them will survive after this palm is struck.
There were various attacks, some aimed at the giant palm, and some came directly towards Sun Xu.
Ghost-faced Shura, who was also on the roof of a building, couldn't help but shake his head. The number one thug had been killed in advance. If he had been there, there might be hope that he could take over the attack.
With his current subordinates, there is no hope. After this slap, he might be alone.
It's not easy to have a few capable men. The number three thug and the number one thug have been killed. Ghost Face Shura doesn't want the last more powerful thug to be killed as well.
As one of the underground giants in Lincheng, he would not hesitate at all whether he was attacking the enemy with more force or taking action secretly, even if he was poisoning or threatening the opponent with his relatives.
Conscience will not be condemned at all. Of course, he has no such thing at all. Morality is a joke to him.
A small silver hammer appeared in the hands of Ghost-faced Shura. From the moment he killed the first person and took away the other person's money, he only had interests in his heart.
In order to protect his own interests, he will take action in advance. (To be continued)