Chapter 177 Price

Xu Le flashed in the bow of the flying boat and saw five saints in treasure armor besieging a man in the distance. The man was tall and trapped, but he had both attack and defense with one punch and one palm. His strength was so powerful that he could resist the attack and killing of five people with the strength of one person.

"Situ Qingfeng?"

I haven't seen him for more than five years, and the teenager has also grown into a tall and handsome man. His cultivation skills are extremely exquisite, and there is a sense of ease between his hands. That guy has been practicing [empty thief] since he was a child, and his own talent is evil. When he fights, he can silently steal all the enemy's skills.

Xu Le once learned the fingering of [empty thief], but it's just a little skin. When the real [empty thief] is cultivated to the highest level, he can directly steal the enemy's soul, steal the true meaning of heaven, and its power is terrible.

Situ Qingfeng is already at the fourth level of the Holy Land. With one punch, he has nearly 300 dragons. The saints who besieged him are all level 5 of the Holy Land, with a combat power of about 280 dragons, so the two sides are in a stalemate for a while.

"Situ Qingfeng, you are stubborn, don't you really have any regret? Jubaomen is also a long-standing and ancient fairy gate in the holy world, with countless cultivation resources. As long as you hand over the blood-drinking knife, we will guarantee that you can return to the immortal gate.

It was a woman who was talking. Although she was negotiating in a consultative tone, she did not relax at all. A treasure knife in his hand split out a long rainbow, crisscrossing, forming a huge net to bind Situ Qingfeng.

"Situ Ling, you'd better be worry-free and don't waste your saliva. Who knows your ambition? The blood-drinking knife is a magic weapon that has not been unsealed. Not to mention you, even the leader wanted to take it from my hand in those years. If it hadn't been for the senior behind me, I'm afraid that our brothers and sisters would have disappeared long ago.

"Sister Ling, why should we talk like him and directly abolish him, as long as it falls into our hands to see if he still has any arrogant capital."

Another saint who made the sword couldn't wait. He shouted loudly, and the vitality in his body boiled up, and the sword spirit was cut.

"You deliberately sneaked down from the holy world for the blood-drinking knife in my hand. Unfortunately, you made a mistake step by step. Even if you kill me today, you can't get that magic weapon. Since you don't care about your peers, don't blame me for ignoring your siblings.

Situ Qingfeng's anger burned in his heart. He roared, his body was raised, and his body changed. Half of them burst into countless sword light, and the other half burst into knife light. His divine physique is the sword body. As soon as he stimulates the power of the divine physique, Situ Ling's sword spirit and another person's sword spirit are absorbed one after another.

The sword body and knife body were originally slowly refined with sword spirit and knife spirit, and this kind of attack is simply a great supplement for him.

Situ Ling's delicate face suddenly changed. With a slight twist of her concave and convex body, she broke free from the momentum of Situ Qingfeng. The five siege saints also saw that he was very difficult to provoke and distanced him from him without attacking.

"Situ Ling, we still have a little blood relationship, and you can go back wherever you come from. The secular world of immortals is not a place for you to act arbitrarily. With your arrogant character, even if I don't kill you, you will die at the hands of others sooner or later.

Situ Ling was a little afraid of Situ Qingfeng's strength. Her eyes flashed a few times, and a disdainful smile appeared at the corners of her mouth and said, "What can people in the secular immortal world have any future? No matter how evil people of our generation want to enter the holy world to practice, they must get the gift of the holy world. The order of the Holy Son. Besides, we all have a killer mace given by our ancestors. Who dares to take us?

"You are all saved." Situ Qingfeng sighed helplessly.

A saint over half a hundred years old went to Situ Ling and whispered, "Sister Ling, it's better for us to hide our identity as much as possible. The battle just now has shocked a fairy gate. There are 20 flying boats over there, and there may be difficult people on it. Do you think we should leave here first?

Situ Ling had long found those flying boats that dared not approach from afar, but she wanted to get the blood-drinking knife. Coupled with her unscrupulous nature, she naturally did not pay attention to those uninvited guests.

"There are more than a dozen saints, but they are all rubbish. The brothers of Sande went to drive them away, and those who don't want to leave will complete them. The saints born in the secular immortal world are all garbage. How can they be compared with us?

Situ Ling's soul felt everyone's martial arts realm. Instead of leaving immediately, she moved a stronger killing opportunity.

Xu Le hummed softly. Just now, Situ Ling swept his soul, and he sensed that the other party was in the late stage of quenching, and the strength of the soul also broke the limit to more than 70. However, in front of himself, he is weak and vulnerable. Young, this murderous intention is very strong.

"You don't want to kill a lot."

Situ Qingfeng's eyes have changed, and he has heard that Situ Ling's words are bloody.

"Brother Situ, I haven't seen you for several years, and I'm getting more and more elegant." At this moment, a lazy voice came, and Xu Le stepped to them and looked at Situ Qingfeng with a smile on his face.

Situ Qingfeng was stunned at first and obviously didn't recognize Xu Le, but after a few careful look, he was surprised and said, "Brother Xu, you really escaped safely."

"Hahaha, my life is still a little hard, and it's not easy to take my life away. In those years, everything else was different, and you and I changed a lot. You can see Sister Situ. She has been practicing in the Canghai Fairy Gate since she separated from you.

"Not yet. After the dispersion, I directly left the Xuanhuang fairyland to travel to other secular fairyland. I didn't expect to meet Brother Xu here."

Situ Qingfeng is also quite happy. They are also brothers and sisters who have lived and died together. When they meet again, everyone has become saints and embarked on the road of cultivating immortals.

Xu Le and Situ Qingfeng talked and laughed, so that the five people looked ugly. This was a complete disregard for them and deeply damaged their self-esteem.

"Kid, our senior sister Ling just ordered you to get out of here immediately, otherwise we can only ask you to leave."

Xu Le looked back at him and said with a gloomy face, "Do you want to do it?"

"So what about doing it?" The middle-aged man roared, and the treasure armor on his body was shiny. He grabbed his big hand and covered Xu Le's head.

Xu Le was too lazy to move. Seeing that the other party's five fingers were about to penetrate his head, suddenly a delicate bloody back hook appeared and pierced the palm of the man's hand.

The sneer sounded, which made people's scalp numb, and everyone saw the injured saint's right palm emitting green smoke. That man is also a decisive person, and he doesn't want to cut off his right palm directly. Before falling to the ground, it completely turned into poisonous smoke

"The ancient alien insect king! It really evolved into a seven-level demon. It is powerful and powerful. Even a five-level holy body can be poisoned in a few breaths. Situ Qingfeng looked at the ferocious demon that did not know how to emerge from the place.

The transformation of the Bug King has greatly, and its overall combat effectiveness has increased several times, especially its high toxicity, which is unstoppable.

"Brother Situ, what do you want to deal with these people?" Xu Le reached out and touched the head of the Bug King and calmed his restless mood. "Let them leave all the treasures on their bodies, and then they can leave safely."

These are all disciples of the Treasure Gate, and the treasures they carry are not a small number. If Xu Le hadn't been afraid of these people's last killers, he wouldn't have had to talk more nonsense with them.

Situ Qingfeng looked at Situ Ling in an embarrassment, but he was still a little unbearable.

"Brother Xu, just think that I owe you a favor and let them go?"

"Well, Situ Qingfeng, what are you? We don't need you to plead at all. There is only the second-class waste of the martial arts holy realm in a district. Can you still leave us? It's a big lie and joke." Situ Ling shouted, with humiliation on his face. The people of the holy world have been superior since ancient times, and the secular immortal world has been trampled under their feet. In their minds, all immortals are wasteland scum.

Situ Qingfeng has the intention to find a way to live for them. After all, they are all the same family and have a little blood relationship. They can't bear to watch their misforth. No one knows more about the horrors of the ancient alien worm king. This worm king has become a poisonous world in his body. He is good at devouring and is extremely aggressive.

Xu Le can cultivate it into a seven-level demon, and it can be imagined that his strength is much stronger than what he sees with the naked eye.

Suddenly, a burst of vicissitudes of ancient horns came from the end of the sky, and a huge flying demon with wingspanned 30 meters flew over from this side.

There are two saints standing on the back of each flying demon. Xu Le looked around and the number of those powerful demons absolutely exceeded 100.

What kind of force is this? Is the scale of travel so large?

"This is a war order. Something must have happened in the world of immortal cultivation, and smoke has risen everywhere. Brother Xu, do those flying boats have anything to do with you? If it is related, let them fall to the ground and give way to the flight passage immediately, otherwise they will be rudely attacked by those flying demons, and it will be too late to rescue them.

Xu Le's soul moved and ordered everyone to land immediately and prepare for sneak attacks at any time.

"Hey hey, if you don't let your blood flow into a river today, won't the price of my hand be in vain?" The saint who lost his right palm flashed and arrived near a flying ship. He didn't want to punch directly, and the strength of 280 dragons was condensed into a punch. How magnificent it was.

The whole flying boat was rolled up, and nine disciples were killed and injured.