Chapter 97 Kill

All the disciples of Shentu Sect were stunned.

Just now, this disciple was an intermediate level eight-level practitioner, and he was actually sprayed to death by the other party's monster?! At present, no one dares to say another word casually.

"Is this girl from the Royal Spirit Sect? May I have your name, please? Ge Feihong was also shocked and saw that the beautiful woman in front of him was very difficult to mess with, but his uncle was not here, so he had to find a way to delay the time.

But Lan Jiu's truth ignored him and turned around coldly and gently stroked his colorful peacock.

Ge Feihong has always thought that he is romantic, tall and handsome. Which of the senior sisters and sisters of the Shentu Sect do not look at him? I didn't expect that I was not even as good as pooping in other people's eyes today, and my face turned red and embarrassed.

When he squined and saw the smiling boy next to him, he couldn't help but sprinkle his anger on his head.

"You...aren't you the one from the Five Immortals?" Ge Feihong finally recognized him. How does this fucking boy hate it? He is like a toad, but every time there is a beautiful woman like a flower around him? ...And they all claim to be his women? I'm so tall, handsome and rich that I can't get a bath with the half-beaster woman in front of me. How can you be such a gangster?

"Yes! Do you finally remember me?" Zhuo Tiandao.

"How dare you plotted on my uncle? Even if I have a relationship with the Five Immortals, I will destroy you!" Ge Feihong blushed with anger.

Zhuo Tian blinked his eyes and thought that I was not ready to be angry with you. Why is that? It's fucking filial.

At that moment, he said coldly, "You flirted with my woman first, and then fucking shot a sword into the air to plot against me. Now you are staring at my woman endlessly. Can you forgive me?"

Lan Jiuzhen stagnated for a moment. Although he did not turn around and still touched the feathers of the colorful peacock, he obviously pricked up his ears to listen to the situation here...

Ge Feihong said, "Do you dare to fight alone with me?"

Before Zhuo Tian could answer, the disciples of Shentuzong shouted again.

"Brother, I'll fight with him. How can I kill a chicken with a cow knife!"

"I'll kill him, big brother, please watch the battle!"

"He is a junior eight-level practitioner, and I can also kill him at the intermediate level!"

Zhuo Tian sneered slightly. Do these bastards think I'm a junior practitioner who is easy to bully? OK, I'll deal with you one by one. I'm not afraid that Liu Zhiping won't appear!

Now Zhuo Tianxiu has reached the fifth level of advanced Qi training, plus Lan Jiuzhen and colorful glazed phoenix, and the big crow black wind that he later subdued, is fully confident that he can defeat and kill Liu Zhiping.

In his eyes, this group of disciples of Shentu Sect are already a bunch of dead people.

"Come on!" Zhuo Tian sneered.

A young disciple behind Ge Feihong jumped out and said, "My name is high-altitude, intermediate practice five layers, I'll kill you!"

Shake his hand, sacrificed a low-quality magic weapon dagger, and went straight to Zhuotian's throat.

"You pretend to be a big void, but you can't do it yet!" Zhuo Tian snorted coldly.

His body did not move, and he punched out to meet the dagger. Although there is no rushing tiger, it completely uses the technique and strength of the tiger formula. For such a low-level air trainer, he disdained to use the strongest formula at all.

With a bang, the dagger was smashed. The Shentuzong was stunned, and suddenly felt that his chest had been hit by a huge spiritual force, as if it had been hit by a sledgehammer. There was a harsh sound of fractures. Before he could even spit out a mouthful of blood, his body flew out.

When he was in mid-air, he could not die any more.

Because his sternum and spine were all broken by this punch, although it was not broken into two pieces, only a little muscle and skin were connected, just like a human body double stick...

Zhuo Tian only punched him, and he hasn't done his best yet.

Break the dagger,

smashed the disciples of the Shentu Sect high in the sky.

Ge Feihong was stunned, and all the disciples of Shentu Sect were stunned. Will this be the eighth level of primary practice? The devil fucking believes it!

Lan Jiuzhen was dissatisfied and said in the back, "Why are you so linger? You have killed all the speed on the road! I still have something to ask you!"

Ge Feihong's spirit is about to collapse. There is only one idea in his heart. The beautiful woman is going to kill me... The beautiful woman is going to kill me. She only has this stinky boy in her heart, and she doesn't pay attention to such a handsome person as me at all...

Zhuo Tian stood solemnly and said, "Yes! Sister!"

Suddenly, a big black pot appeared in the black smoke on his head, holding a huge black head thick and thin stick in his hand, and suddenly swung to the four Shentu disciples who had just surrounded him, rattled, and the magic weapons of the four people were broken several times!

Like destroying and rotten, a stick swept out again, covering a few feet with an extremely huge pressure in the roar. Four disciples' magic weapons were destroyed, and the people were also suppressed and unable to move. They pounced for a burst of confusion. Blood flowers mixed with white plasma splashed around, and four headless corpses fell to the ground.

The remaining disciples of the Shentu Sect were trembling, and there was a senior practitioner among them! Is it so vulnerable in front of this boy?!

Is this boy a repairman?! Look, those two magic weapons are all top-quality? How to fight this? There are also eighth-order monsters and a woman over there that haven't taken action yet!

"Don't be afraid! Let's besiege him!" Ge Feihong woke up from shock and grief and shouted loudly.

"Haha, I won't let you take action once. I'm afraid you won't be willing to die. Come on!" Zhuo Tian laughed. But I thought to my heart that I haven't absorbed the spiritual power for a long time, just to try the power after upgrading!

In addition, Ge Feihong also has seven disciples of Shentu Sect, a total of two senior practitioners and five intermediate practitioners. Each sacrificed his most powerful weapon, and there were actually two medium-quality magic weapons.

"Kill!" Ge Feihong shouted loudly.

The seven magic weapons are like meteors flying from the ground with swaying and shining tail pendants, drawing different arcs and beautiful colors, hitting Zhuo Tian! This joint attack is extremely sharp, and it should definitely not be able to withstand it at the level of an air practitioner.

"Haha! Is Laozi's pot lid used for steamed buns? Zhuo Tian laughed.

The big black bell roared in the soaring black fog, and the whole thing doubled. Zhuo Tian's figure also loomed in the smoke, and the hanging black gas completely protected him.

"Squeak" five-handled magic weapon hit the black bell, just like hitting an empty thing, without making a sound, nor piercing the defense shield. When you want to retreat, the black fog wraps them layer by layer like sticky spider silk, no matter like He struggled and couldn't get out.

The two Chinese magic weapons barely got rid of the shackles of the black fog and were about to be taken back by their respective masters. Unexpectedly, with a long smile, Zhuo Tian's big black stick swung up, and the spiritual power forced out all its fire attributes through the magic weapons!

Boom! The front end of the huge black stick was like a burst, and the magma-like red surged out. A hot round fireball of more than one foot wrapped the head of the stick and was hitting two medium-sized magic weapons!

"I'll bring you back to the oven!" Zhuo Tian laughed.

With a swing of the big stick, a ball of melted half** magic weapons was thrown at a senior practitioner.

The seven people's magic weapons were destroyed in an instant, and everyone was stunned. How can they fight?

"Escape!" Ge Feihong made a decision immediately.

"Do you want to run after fighting?" Zhuo Tian shouted.

The big stick came out and hit the back of an intermediate practitioner disciple with a bang. The flames soared too high. After the smoke, the disciple had no trace and only left a little ashes on the ground!

"This is called ashes and smoke!" Zhuo Tian withdrew the stick with his left hand, drew a formula with his right hand, and shouted, "The Tiger King Kong formula!"

A golden tiger, which is bigger than before, came out, roared and rushed forward. Roar!" Two giant claws smashed the chests of two intermediate practitioners, and finally burst on the back of a senior practitioner.

In an instant, another three disciples of Shentuzong died!

Ge Feihong and the other two remaining disciples fled in three directions.

Zhuo Tian stood there and squinted his eyes and sneered. When they were running so fast that they could not see a shadow, he shouted, "Black wind! Take me to chase the enemy and try your methods!"

The big crow flapped its wings and passed by Zhuo Tian, and he jumped on the back of the black wind.

A middle-level 9 disciple was running away and looked back. Fortunately, no enemy chased him. There is only a small black spot left in the distance. How can he catch up with himself?

Suddenly, he found that the little black spot had become bigger in an instant, as if it appeared in front of him out of thin air, making his eyes dark.

The shadow is fleeting, and this open space is as if nothing has come, but the neck of a headless body is spraying blood and slowly falling into the grass.

The big crow controlled by Zhuo Tian just flapped his wings and flew to the disciple. With a gentle touch of a thick claw, the disciple's head turned into a blood fog.

The big crow drew an arc, flapped its wings, and came to the fleeing disciple in the other direction. This time, the black wind was too lazy to claw again. It passed through the disciple's body like a normal flight. Another blood fog appeared, and this person disappeared forever.

"Fuck! It's disgusting. Can you kill people normally? Don't be like a pervert!" Zhuo Tian's face was as red as if it had been sprayed by a sprayer.

" boss, when I hear that you have been in the underworld, how can we be afraid of others if we are not cruel?" The big crow said, "I hate eating bird meat the most. Now it's disgusting. Didn't I swallow so much? It's for the shock effect!"

Zhuo Tian was stunned when he heard this. It turned out that this man was the same as his own background?

While talking, he came to Ge Feihong, who was the last to run away.

"Hi! Brother Ge!" Zhuo Tian smiled on it and said, "Your brother is the only one left. Where is your uncle?"

Ge Feihong's liver and courage were cracked. Seeing that he could not get rid of the big black bird with all his spiritual power, he suddenly stopped and couldn't run.

Zhuo Tian thought he was going to work hard and let the big crow hang in front of him waiting for him to take action. Unexpectedly, Ge Feihong suddenly knelt to the ground and couldn't help kowtoing to Zhuo Tian.

"Brother, spare my life! You... After all, I've known each other for a time, so just forgive my little brother!" Ge Feihong trembled.

"Are you kidding?" Zhuo Tian's eyes widened and said, "He attacked me and just wanted to kill me. Now why do you have the nerve to ask me to forgive you?"