Chapter 240 Open

"I advise you that it's better to teach the imperial order, otherwise~~~hum!" With a cold shout full of infinite murderous intent, a man with sword eyebrows looked coldly at the fourth bishop, as if he were looking at a lamb.

"Well, if you want to take the imperial order from me, you have to see if you have this ability." The fourth bishop sneered, looking at the crowd around him, with a trace of disdain in the depths of his eyes. If it hadn't been for the plan, these people would have become a dead body.

"It seems that you have to ask for your own suffering." In the field, an old man stared at the fourth bishop, with a deep and long breath all over his body. At first glance, he was a master. He was Xu Zhi, the head of the Gate of the All Saints.

"Six people, do you think we should join hands to kill this person first? As for the emperor's order, after killing this person, everyone depends on their own ability, okay?" Looking around, Xu Zhi said slowly that although their Wansheng Gate is also ranked first in this northern region, there are absolutely many strong people who can be comparable to him in the field.

To say nothing else, the yin and yang master with a feminine face and the purple purple pavilion master are not weaker than him at all, not to mention that there are many unknown scattered cultivations.

"One by one, since I refuse to do it, I will take action." While these people were watching each other and discussing how to act, a broken voice was from far to near.

At the beginning, it was still a little weak and illusory, but a moment later, a trembling pressure from the sky, and the faces of everyone present changed. Who else could have such a evil spirit in the sky except the cold-faced Rasha?

"Get out of here!" A loud shout sounded from the sky, and then a gorgeous knife light rose to the sky. Under the sun, there was a colorful light, dazzling.

The domineering knife carried a destructive momentum and broke through the clouds. In an instant, the wind and clouds surged, and some weaker practitioners only felt that their legs and abdomen trembled and could no longer withstand this pressure.

" miso~~~"

The sound of the knife sounded through the world, and there was a huge knife ten feet long carrying boundless knife intention and murder. It split down vertically. Before the knife arrived, the strength had reached. Many practitioners' scalp was numb and retreated again and again.

The man in front of him is a lawless master, and he acts both right and evil. When he is in a good mood, he is a living Bodhisattva who saves the suffering. When he is in a bad mood, no matter who you are, he will cut you with a knife.

"Damn it, why did this man come to the Northern Regions?" Some people in the crowd were scared and couldn't help muttering. Needless to say, this person must have suffered the bitterness of cold noodles.

"Bleak~~~~"

In the cloudless blue sky, a flash of lightning broke through the air and fell into the knife in an instant. After the terrible knife absorbed the lightning, the devastating fluctuations made people more frightening.

"Looking for death." Below, the fourth bishop narrowed his eyes and looked calm since the knife appeared. Now he saw that the other party's knife actually attracted the momentum of heaven and earth, and his face changed slightly and said coldly.

"Tianquan, break!"

With a cold hum, the fourth bishop kicked on the ground, clicked, and the earth shook. Then, the dense spider web-like cracks spread around the fourth bishop.

"xiu~~~"

The sound of breaking the air pierced the eardrums, and the vibration of the air could faintly see the flames on the outer layer of the fourth bishop, and a golden fist covered the void and rushed to the sky.

"Boom~~~~"

"Bum~~~"

"Kho~~~~"

"Ding~~~~"

The sound of fierce collisions is endless, and the scattered energy is full of destructive power. The woods below are devastated, and the towering ancient trees are either broken, collapsed, or uprooted under the strength.

"Come again!"

In the sky, the sound of broken gongs sounded again, and everyone strangely found that the sound was mixed with excitement, as if the hungry traveler had seen the oasis.

" miso~~~~"

The golden fist broke out of the air, with a momentum of no return. The fourth bishop looked as calm as before, without any waves, and his narrowed eyes flashed with dangerous light.

"Rumble~~~~"

The void collapsed without surprise, and the fourth bishop took a step calmly and had to fly. When he appeared, he was less than a foot away from the cold-faced Rasha.

The cold killing carried a cold and piercing chill, and he punched the cold-faced Rasha with a strong fist, which made the crowd below jump in shock.

"Hmm, the little trick of carving insects!"

In the face of danger and not chaos, the blade turned over, and the cold-faced Rasha was like a dragonfly. His toes were gentle, and his body suddenly retreated. At the same time, a cold light flashed above the blade.

The cold light suddenly appeared, and the cold-faced Rasha raised a sneer from the corners of his mouth. He looked at the fourth bishop who had always been calm in front of him, and stretched out his tongue and licked his lower lip.

" miso~~~"

The blade disappeared in an instant, and the rest was the golden fist of the fourth bishop. The void was annihilated, the dimensional space was trembling, and the fourth bishop's expression remained unchanged.

The five fingers suddenly opened and turned into claws. Almost at the same time, the disappeared blade reappeared, and the target pointed straight to the eyes of the fourth bishop.

"Ding~~~~"

"buzz~~~~"

The index finger and middle finger were slightly closed, and the blade that could break through the air was clamped by the fourth bishop with two fingers. At the same time, the fourth bishop looked up at the cold-faced Rasha in front of him.

"Gone with you!"

With a soft shout, the fourth bishop's eyes showed cold light, his fingers were slightly exerted, and the knife body trembled and made a sad sound. A strange strength followed the handle of the knife into the cold Rasha's arm.

This momentum dispersed into tens of millions of pieces at the moment of entering the cold-faced Rasha's arm, and at the same time, the piercing pain passed into the nerves of the cold-faced Rasha.

"Do not think about it!"

The cold-faced Rasha snorted softly, and his left hand pointed like a knife. Lightning was on his right arm. The light flashed, and thousands of fine silver lights loomed in his right arm.

"Break!"

The Taoist force ran, and the knife broke through the air. The two fingers of the left hand were cut down along the arm, and the silver light was forced out of the body in an instant and dissipated between heaven and earth.

The right hand holding the knife suddenly exerted force, and the lightning-like point of the left hand was on the handle of the knife. In the long sound, colorful light burst out, shining in the sun.

"How can you touch my knife? Give me your hand."

The cold eyes are like electricity, the cold-faced Rasha holds the knife with both hands, his body flutters, and his arms are working hard at the same time. The roller-rollway force is like the Yellow River, and he goes straight to the knife body.

“ceng~~~~”

In the loud sound of knives, the cold-faced Rasha was hit by a knife, and the colorful light exploded, covering the two people. For a moment, the crowd below could no longer see them.

"Find your own way to death!"

The fourth bishop, who did not want to expose magic power, could not hesitate to see this scene. In the eyes of the public, it was difficult for him to use magic power, but how could he miss this opportunity now?

The light dissipated, and the two figures appeared in people's sight again. In an instant, the crowd**, many people opened their mouths wide, and an expression of seeing ghosts.

The head of Wansheng, Yinyang and other forces looked uncertainly and looked at each other, showing a touch of solemnity, staring at one of the figures above, looking alert.

People stared at the fourth bishop holding the cold-faced Rasha's neck in an extremely cold way, and looked at the cold-faced Rasha's white eyes, struggling helplessly with his hands and feet, and were scared.

"Kho~~~~"

It was like a hundred years, and it seemed to be a moment. The practitioners below only felt that their hearts suddenly burst, and the click was too shocking.

dead, people know that the cold-faced Rasha, who has been in power for many years, has died. From today on, there will be no cold-faced Rasha in the world, which will become a thing of the past and history.

He casually threw out the cold-faced Rasha, which was still a rag, indifferent and easy to write, and the fourth bishop did not notice the face of the crowd below.

It's ugly and ugly. These practitioners' faces are extremely pale. Who is that? That's the famous cold-faced Rasha. In this way, they were neatly clicked by the other party. This kind of shock and the result is too difficult to accept.

"brush~~~"

The fourth bishop, who disappeared in place, appeared in the crowd and looked coldly at the earthy crowd. For a long time, the fourth bishop showed a contemptuous smile, full of sarcasm.

"A group of weasels also dare to try to hit me." The fourth bishop, standing with his hands on his side, was arrogant and looked at the crowd arrogantly. He really wanted to rush into the crowd to kill.

"Your Excellency is good." The pale yin and yang bishop stared at the fourth bishop and said slowly.

"Who are you bastard?" He glanced contemptuously at the yin and yang master, "If you don't have the courage to take action, get out of here."

"You are too arrogant!" The owner of the Wansheng Gate said coldly, as if he was ready to take action at any time.

"What, do you want to die first?" Slanting at the doorkeeper of the Wansheng Gate, the fourth bishop smiled evilly and walked slowly to the doormaster of the Wansheng Gate, "Actually, I don't mind giving you a ride."

"Can you sign up so that I can know who fell on this time?" The owner of Zilong Pavilion spoke, with a solemn expression and restrained Taoism.

"You don't need to know so much." The arrogant and arrogant fourth bishop curled his lips and was too lazy to talk to the owner of the Zilong Pavilion.

"Excuse me." The owner of the Zilong Pavilion held his fist, turned around and left, and no longer stopped here. His lips trembled slightly with his back to the fourth bishop, obviously trying to restrain his anger.

"This man is quite smart." He narrowed his eyes and looked at the faraway owner of Zilong Pavilion. The fourth bishop said slowly in his heart.

As far as he knows, the cultivation of Zilong Pavilion is unfathomable, and the power of Zilong Pavilion can also rank in the top five in the northern region. As the leader of such a huge force, he often valued reputation most.

"What about you?" Glancing at the crowd that refused to leave, "If you want to fight, you have a lot of things to do, and I don't have time to ink with you here."

"Since you are so confident, you might as well let me teach you." In the crowd, a burly old man with a ruddy face and long silver hair came out.

"Who are you old man?" The fourth bishop curled his lips and asked doubtfully.

"Who is important?" The old man asked without answering, stretched out his right hand and made a gesture of invitation.

Suddenly seeing this old man, the faces of the owner of the Wansheng Gate and the head of the Yin and Yang religion changed slightly.

"Why did this old guy come here?" The two muttered at the same time, and there was an extremely strong fear in their eyes.