Chapter 151 Kill Half

The elders saw that today's matter was very tricky. Someone actually intervened halfway. If they can't take it down in a short time, the Great Sword Gate will fall into a passive place. After all, the immortal road has the order of the immortal road, which is a blatant destruction of the order.

Unless the general trend has been determined, it is too late to turn over.

There were less than 30 saints left to take action at the same time. For a moment, the vitality of the main peak was rolling and the wind blew. The five saints of the Soul Refinement Gate gathered in a circle to protect Ningchan's gate in the center, and they tried their best to defend themselves and hoped to cope with this wave of attacks.

"I didn't expect you to be so shameless. Xu Daoyou, please take my few saint disciples out of the siege. Even if I fight for this old life, I will pull a few cushions." Ningchan's face showed despair, and nearly 30 saints besieged several of them, which was obviously bullying them.

"My leader, even if we all die here, we will not hesitate." Ningyu and Ningxiajiao shouted and formed a sword array again, and their combat effectiveness was increased to 30 dragons. The sword light hanged and immediately killed three weak saints. However, they were also shocked by the turbulent wave of attacks, and the other three saints were even more unbearable, and the destruction of the soul refining gate was almost doomed.

Xu Le forced the elders to retreat with one move, and then opened his mouth and blew. With a sound of vitality, he brushed four saints at the first level of the Holy Land, and cut them all in half like cutting tofu.

The ancient alien insect king is even more murderous. Its flying speed is extremely fast, and its long pointed mouth is like a devil's sickle. As long as it stabs a saint, it must be able to suppress 60% of the opponent's combat effectiveness.

The so-called numerical advantage is simply a joke. If it weren't for taking care of several saint disciples of the Soul Refining Gate, Xu Le could have let go of his hands and feet.

Seeing Xu Le and Tu Sheng killing the puppy, the elder's eyes were red, and the sword in his hand was full of dazzling blood. "The sword flows like the tide."

A sword condenses a sword shadow, then turns into two, two into four, four into eight, and finally condenses a hundred sword shadows into a sword stream, which kills Xu Le like a tide.

"There has already been a little artistic conception of heaven, and a good sword is flowing like a tide."

A sword is a sword, and a sword into a hundred swords is a heavenly art. Xu Le's understanding of kendo was even deeper. His eyes were great, and two flames burned fiercely, and a surge of energy gushed out of his body. His whole body was a little higher, condescending, and he punched with a majestic momentum to dominate the world.

This punch seems to be fast or slow, giving people an illusion. It is not only like a breeze, but also like the collapse of heaven and earth. The fist is close in front of you, as if there is a distant gap. It is as heavy as a meteor, and as light as a feather.

As soon as this punch came out, the heaven and earth changed color, and the first withered elders were even more shocked. With his deepest understanding of Taoism, he can naturally feel that the power of this punch is beyond the limit that can be achieved.

Bum——

All the sword flow was destroyed in an instant, and the fists were condensed and firm as a rock. They rushed to the sky and bombarded the chest of the elders of the dead.

A four-level immortal elder in the Holy Land flew out and hit a boulder. The boulder exploded into pieces and turned into many ejaculating stones, making the whole main peak chaotic and everyone at a loss.

Xu Le punched the highest peak in history, and Dan Tian's vitality was exhausted, but his face showed excitement and surprise. His Tunshanquan was finally promoted again, becoming a heavenly skill, and also improved his boxing skills. Although it has just evolved successfully and has not realized perfection, the power of one punch has also increased tenfold.

Moves, Taoism, and Tianshu will increase the power of martial arts every time you come to a new level, but the vitality consumed by Tianshu will also increase many times.

If Xu Le hadn't had other killers on his body, he would not have played such a crazy punch. At this time, any saint could defeat him in martial arts power.

The scene gradually calmed down, and the power of Xu Le's fist just surpassed everyone's bottom line. This is definitely not the most common imperial skill, but the heavenly skill. Only this level of skill can have the opportunity to play the heavenly skill.

And even if you practice the heavenly skills, you may not be able to understand the heavenly skills, just like no matter how deep the well is dug, you can't get water.

"Etern, you can take others out of the soul refining gate. After all, the master here is the head of Ningchan, and the resentment between the fairy gate is still solved by yourself." Xu Le looked light on the back of his hands. The worm king fell on his shoulder and made a shrill sound, showing off his power and unfulfilled posture.

The elder wiped the blood stains from the corners of his mouth, narrowed his eyes and laughed coldly and said, "I have realized the meaning of killing swords for nearly 200 years. The main reason why I have not been able to practice the heavenly art of swords is the lack of vitality and energy. You just played a punching trick, and now the lamp is dead. It's a dream to scare me away.

Hearing what he said, the saints who were besieged and did not attack began to move again, waiting for his order to attack with all their strength.

"Aren't you just want to occupy the foundation of the soul refining gate? I immediately withdrew from here with my disciples and hoped that the withered elders would not bully people too much."

Ningchan coughed a few times and said feebly.

Do you still want to retreat? I have given you a chance to choose earlier, but unfortunately you have all chosen to die. Come on, kill them all and wash the soul gate with blood.

The blood refining of the soul gate is already equivalent to the magic method, which is not the work of a fairy saint.

"It seems that it's time to kill again." Xu Le sighed. He really wanted to leave, so that he could hide his identity and secretly carry out his own affairs. But just left, the whole soul refining door is really going to be ruined, and there are countless grievances.

"Hand in hand to layout."

The elder of the dead map waved his hand, and the saints from different immortals changed their positions and arranged the next nondescript formation. And Xu Le just flashed his murder and waved his hand and shouted softly, "The skeleton dead array."

The white light flew out, and a magical skeleton undead surrounded the whole mountain layer by layer. 120 skeletons were summoned, which was more than twice the death of the dead elders.

So many skeleton dead spirits are like a tempered army, with consistent action, tight deployment, and both offensive and defensive. Before the attack began, everyone present was stunned.

A skeleton necromancer represents a fallen saint, and it is even more capable of refining a necromancer with strong combat effectiveness. There are 120 skeleton dead spirits in front of us, and the meaning of that represents is simply unimaginable.

"Kill."

Xu Le withdrew from the skeleton dead array, and his soul was urged to see the magic condensed all over the sky, and a pale bone hand attacked the saints.

Elder Kutu was disheartened. He waved his sword and turned into a knife. As a result, he cut into the body of the skeleton dead spirit, which only sparked dazzling sparks, leaving a few cracks on the surface and did not completely cut it to the waist.

This scene immediately triggered great chaos. The immortal saints shouted in fear, and the large array they reluctantly formed automatically disintegrated. Under the attack of the strict skeleton undead army, five saints were immediately poisoned.

Elder Kutu had been injured before and waved his sword crazily under the siege of the dead spirit, but he was scratched through his shoulder by a skeleton bone claw after cutting out seven swords, and then the other dead spirits rushed up like flies. Different scratches were left on the holy body one after another, and his limbs were broken.

"Forgive your life, Taoist friends, spare your life."

The elder's mind completely collapsed and shouted tragically. The longer he lived, the more afraid he was of death.

"Surrender and don't kill."

Xu Le's voice was like the devil**, and those saints who could still stand were so scared that they knelt down and begged for mercy. The so-called saint's appearance is shameful, and what's the difference between them and those ordinary people?

A skeleton undead with fiery eyes blinked his mouth and made a clucky sound, and even Xu Le got goose bumps when he heard it.

"Ningchan, how do you think you should deal with them?"

Ningchan's leader is worthy of being a little hero. Although his strength was damaged, his mind was very firm. He quickly woke up and hesitated for a moment and said, "They are all the same as the immortals. They are not kind, but I can't be unjust. He also asked Xu Daoyou to raise his hand and let the living people go. In the end, many of them were tempted by the dead map to become greedy for a while. This time, they were taught a lesson and they dared not revenge again in the future.

Xu Le's soul moved, and except for the withered picture, all the other saints were released.

"Get out of here."

There are 14 saints left who left alive, and half of them were killed in a fight. This is ** naked immortal world. Even if you are a high saint, you are still as cheap as an ant under the pressure of absolute power.

"Elew, I'll give you a chance to make contributions. As long as you do something for me, your life will be saved. If you can't do it, you can only take your life. Xu Le walked to the dead map, patted him on the head, and entered a birth and death demon into his spiritual bitter sea.

"You... What the hell did you do to me?"

Before Kutu finished speaking, he rolled on the ground with his head in his arms. The scream was really desperate to survive.

"Do you know my means now?" Xu Le recovered his soul energy, collected the skeleton dead spirits, and kicked the dead elders to the side.

"I don't know what Xu Daoyou wants me to do? As long as I can do it, I will definitely go through fire and water. The withered picture curled up, humble and pitiful, and struggling to death.

Xu Le passed a spiritual fluctuation, and his soul strength was 90, and he penetrated into the spiritual suffering sea of the dry map without any effort. In the face of the soul power like the power of heaven and thunder, the dead picture sighed for a long time. It turned out that he had always been sitting in the well and watching the sky.

"Inducing the emperor and killing him."

This is the order given by Xu Le.