What! More than half of the monks who were chasing Tang Xuantian perished?
"Arrogant!"
The old man in rich clothes shouted loudly: "Tang Xuantian, do you think it is credible to say such a thing?"
"Believe it or not, I'm just stating the facts. Besides..." Tang Ming paused for a moment and then said with a faint smile: "Do you think it's necessary for me to explain too much to a few dead people?"
"What do you mean!"
The old man in rich clothes sneered: "Killing Tang Yuansheng, do you really feel that you are invincible in the world?
Tang Xuantian, it is normal for young people to be arrogant, but if you are so crazy that you are digging your own grave!"
Boom! A strong breath burst out.
As a middle-level monk in the form of gods, the old man in gorgeous clothes is far more powerful than Tang Yuansheng.
On the opposite side, the man holding a sword also stepped forward, a cold aura lingering around him.
The atmosphere in the venue.
I suddenly became nervous.
"Song Hongpu, what are you going to do?"
Li Zhen, the general of Jinling, shouted loudly: "The Song family of Xijiang, are you planning to openly attack the military instructors?"
Song Hongpu, the heritage of the Song family in Xijiang.
Intermediate cultivation level of becoming a god.
"General Li is serious. I have no intention of conflicting with the military. I just don't like the arrogance of some people, and we didn't take the initiative to do anything."
Song Hongpupi said with a smile.
He didn't take the initiative.
However, the spiritual power enveloped the whole place and blocked all Tang Xuantian's escape routes. As long as he waited for those hidden powerhouses to come over, Tang Xuantian would be in despair.
Time passes slowly.
Several minutes passed.
But in the mountains in the distance, no one was pursuing them, and there wasn't even the slightest fluctuation in spiritual energy.
"Grandpa, why hasn't anyone come here yet..." Mu Ling'er asked in confusion.
"Be careful what you say. Misfortune comes from your mouth. Don't speak any more!"
Mu Liancheng shouted in a low voice, his face extremely solemn.
As he spoke, his back was soaked with cold sweat.
because.
He saw the smile on the corner of Tang Xuantian's mouth. It was not a Jedi smile at all, but a mocking smile.
"Since you don't take the initiative, then let me take the lead."
Tang Ming flicked his finger.
Zheng! The Shura Flying Sword surged out, and at the same time, four giant sword bodies appeared above the head, and the sword area covered everything within a radius of 500 meters.
The sword energy surged and the speed was extremely fast.
Whoa! Two cultivations at the peak of the Nascent Soul Realm were cut off by the Shura Flying Sword before they could react, and their heads were splattered with blood.
"presumptuous!"
The man holding the sword shouted loudly: "Tang Xuantian, you dare to take the initiative... You haven't finished speaking yet.
In the mountains behind Tang Ming, a streak of blood tore through the void at an extremely fast speed. A woman arrived first, roaring and appearing in front of Tang Ming.
This foreign woman was extremely coquettish and full of mature charm, but at the same time, there was a terrifying and violent aura surrounding the woman, covering the whole place.
Agnes looked up and said: "Mr. Tang."
Tang Ming uttered one word: "Kill."
Before the word "kill" came to the surface, blood appeared in Agnes's beautiful eyes.
Whoa! The bloody lightning flashed away.
"Pfft..." The man holding the sword was shocked, and he lowered his head in disbelief. He saw someone piercing his chest from behind at some point, his slender jade hands, sharp nails, and holding a stone in his palm. bloody heart.
The jade hand exerted force slightly.
Bang.
Heart crushed.
The man holding the sword's eyes dimmed instantly, and the moment before his death, there was still an expression of fear on his face.
"Damn it!"
When Song Hongpu and others saw this, their pupils suddenly tightened.
A vampire from a foreign land! Late stage of divine transformation! Oh! Song Hongpu didn't even think about it, he suddenly waved his hand and tore the void apart, got into it and ran out a thousand meters away.
He is only in the middle stage of becoming a god.
But that foreign vampire is in the late stage of becoming a god.
He didn't even have the desire to fight, only fear.
"Run away now?
It's boring..." Agnes licked the blood from the corner of her mouth, smiled evilly, and did not pursue her directly. Instead, her body swayed and she appeared behind another beginning god.
"Witch, get out of here!"
The monk's face was filled with horror, and he activated his flying sword to strike down hard.
The sword light fell.
Agnes had a seductive smile on her face, stretched out two fingers, and easily caught the flying sword.
A handful of jade fingers.
"Crack!"
The flying sword burst into pieces.
In the Western Vampire Race, the bloodline has undergone mutation, resulting in the body of the Vampire Monk being extremely terrifying. As the Queen of the Vampire Race, Agnes's physical strength is extremely strong.
"This is impossible!"
The sword-wielding monk's pupils suddenly narrowed.
But the next moment.
He felt a blur before his eyes, the world spun, his head fell to the ground, and the bones separated.
Agnes turned into a streak of bloody lightning, killing the monks who stood up one after another. Then, she raised her eyes to look at the distant sky.
Song Hongpu had already run out of sight at this time. His cultivation in the middle stage of becoming a god made him extremely fast.
pity.
What he met today was the vampire queen who was best at speed.
Agnes's pupils suddenly glowed with blood, a pair of huge blood wings rose out from her back, her blood boiled, and the air was filled with suffocating hostility.
"Boom!"
Thunder surges.
Agnes' figure disappeared in an instant, leaving only a bloody afterimage, and the ten thousand meters of void burst open inch by inch, just like a ray of light shining straight out.
Before everyone in the field could even blink, a bloody light flashed across the horizon.
"Crack!"
The void breaks.
Agnes strolled out and dropped a bloody figure on the ground.
"Pfft——" Song Hongpu was covered in blood, his arms were broken, and a blood hole the size of a fist appeared in his chest, with blood flowing continuously.
He, who had the cultivation level of mid-stage god transformation, did not die immediately.
However, it's soon.
"Help, save me..." Song Hongpu looked at the city gate in despair.
No one dared to take a step forward.
No one dared to lend a helping hand.
Song Hongpu's eyes dimmed, and he looked at Tang Ming with a pleading tone: "Master Tang, I, I was wrong, I was really wrong, please let me go this time, I am willing to donate all the family property to
You..." "Sorry, no need."
Tang Ming shook his head indifferently: "Did you know that I didn't kill you right away?
Because, I want you to see a picture."
The words fell.
Tang Ming kneaded the formula with his hand and used his fingers to do it.
Wow! The black mist surged, and the Soul-Eating Banner rose in the storm, releasing a cold and violent black mist.
In the black mist, the black dragon soul is entrenched high in it.
"Roar——" The black dragon soul let out a dragon roar all day long, and the soul-eating flag was affected by this, and it even tumbled up and down.
Suddenly.
Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! A phantom of a remnant soul appeared in the Soul-Eating Banner.
These remnant souls are all powerful men who have fallen today, including many who are in the realm of gods. Even if they die, their remnant souls are still extremely powerful.
However, these remnant souls have been deprived of their intelligence and can only be regarded as ghosts parasitic in the Soul-Eating Banner.
The deepest part of the black mist.
There are also several huge and illusory ghost spirits, exuding endless and powerful pressure.