Su Dong exerted a soft force to send Bai Guxiang and Bai Xiaokuang to the ground.

"Xia Jie?" Su Dong looked at the man with a cold eyes, his tone was extremely cold. He held the seventh-grade early magic weapon, the iron rod he bought at the Nanlin City Royal Auction Store, in his hand, "You dare to come and seek death!"

"Just you?" Xia Jie seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world, and said with a strange smile: "Boy, you also want to kill me with such a small amount of strength? You just killed half a step divine master by chance. I am a real eighth-grade divine master!"

"My master, I have always wanted to find you. You come to your door by yourself. I will beat you up like a fool who pretends to be a fool!"

Su Dong shouted loudly, and his body flew out like thunder!

He raised his hands high, and the iron rod turned ten feet long, carrying a tyrannical whirlwind mixed with huge pressure, making a whirlwind of air breaking through the air and smashing it towards Xia Jie.

Xia Jie's bloody eyes locked in the tyrannical figure, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Good come!"

Scimitar unsheathed!

The sword light was like silver lightning, piercing through the void, and actually traveled through the void for a distance, slanted out, and headed straight for Su Dong’s heart!

That knife was really amazing and weird.

Su Dong had no choice but to force his body to twist half of his body, and the sword light slashed on his shoulder. Half of his shoulder was almost flattened by that knife!

At that moment, his iron rod also slammed on Xia Jie's chest with explosive power, flying the fight back several miles.

Xia Jie's entire chest cavity collapsed, his ribs pierced the lungs, and his mouthfuls of dirty pieces were spit out during his breathing.

"How could you... your... physical cultivation be so strong?" Xia Jie watched Su Dong approaching, his voice intermittently, and he even had some difficulty speaking.

The power comparable to the late-stage eighth level hit his chest. With his early-stage eighth level cultivation and a ghost cultivator who is not good at hand-to-hand combat, how can he stop it?

One move!

Defeat immediately!

The leader of the Mingzhou branch of Zhenyou Hall can also be regarded as the leader of the branch of Zhenyou Hall in the eastern region. He is a powerful master of the eighth-grade divine master in the early stage and is vulnerable under the power of Su Dong's iron rod.

Su Dong came to Xia Jie, looked down at the guy with an iron rod in his heart, and said coldly: "I ask, answer, I will save you life!"

Xia Jie secretly activated the true energy ghost energy to heal his wounds, with a cruel look in his eyes and said, "What do you want to know?"

"Where is Jiang Ziqi?"

Xia Jie sneered, showing a contemptuous look on his face, "You don't know, you don't have that qualification."

"Are you in Mingzhou?" Su Dong frowned.

"I have already returned to a place you will never know in your life."

"What big head garlic is pretending to be in front of me? I will come to the door sooner or later!"

Su Dong said, observing a look of surprise in Xia Jie's eyes.

He knew in his heart that Jiang Ziqi had indeed gone to the Qingtong Domain Town Hall, "Since that's the case, there is no reason to save your life."

Su Dong was about to take action, and Xia Jie hurriedly said, "Wait!"

"What else do you have to say?"

"Save my life, I can take you to Zhenyou Palace to find a lady!" Xia Jie seemed to begging for mercy, but the vicious look in his eyes was clearly visible.

"Want to find an opportunity to kill me? Haha, I won't give anyone a chance to leave a last word. If you destroy the Linghua Palace, go die!"

Su Dong waved the iron rod and smashed it down violently.

The iron rod fell out, Xia Jie teleported a hundred meters away, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said with a strange smile: "Little bastard, to thank you for giving me time to heal me, I will refine you into a war puppet later. Such a powerful body cultivator is extremely rare."

"What are you pretending to be? I can crippled you once, and I can crippled you for the second time!" Su Dong felt a sense of excitement in his heart, "Don't die so easily, I haven't crippled enough yet!"

"As you wish!"

As soon as Xia Jie finished speaking, his whole body instantly turned into a black mist, a disgustingly rich and bloody smell filled the void!

The next moment, the black fog turned into a blood-colored thick paste, and a thin grimace transformed into a blood-colored thick ginger!

"Damn it, I'm scared to death. Are you really a ghost or pretending to be a ghost?" Su Dong's eyes were bulging when he saw Xia Jie's appearance.

Neither Qingzhou nor Mingzhou or Jinzhou, there is no ghost monk. A guy like Dongling Bo who has been practicing madly and has green hair all over his body, has no face to see anyone.

Su Dong saw such an ugly and terrifying ghost monk for the first time. He was not afraid, but instead was surprised.

"Do your family know that you are so ugly? You still want to scare me, be stupid, go to death!"

Su Dong scolded him, the iron rod swept across, and the violent whistling sound wrapped with huge force, and the plasma turned into Xia Jie was splattered with one rod!

However, the plasma was quickly reorganized, and Xia Jie's face was mocked and sneered, "Little bastard, it turns out that you can only fight with brute force, don't you have any magic at all? That's right, your cultivation is too poor, and you'll be lucky enough to become an eighth-grade cultivator, but your true energy is too low after all."

Xia Jie's contempt is all facts.

The disadvantages of poor cultivation are completely revealed against such strange ghost cultivators.

"When I beat this bastard to death, I must speed up the speed of enhancing people's minds and truly become an eighth-grade divine master!" Su Dong stared at Xia Jie with vicious eyes and made up his mind. He was not afraid in his heart. There were so many people in the active space of the storage ring, and they were really defeated, and they all shouted and beaten up!

"I am not good at physical cultivation. I just fought hard with you. It was my mistake! Why should I fight brute force with you?" A bloody murderous intent appeared on my face, and a powerful mental pressure suddenly scattered, causing Su Dong's mind to tremble, and the sea of ​​consciousness seemed to explode!

"If you want to fight, what are you talking about? I'm not afraid of heaven or earth. How could I be afraid of you, such a dirty thing?" Su Dong cursed, and the hitting a few sticks failed. He could only enjoy his mouth now.

"Okay, look at my blood evil soul attacking technique!"

With Xia Jie's explosive shout, the blood-colored thick paste quickly rotated, the face disappeared, and replaced by an extremely terrifying suction force.

"If I were sucked in, I'd probably die."

Su Dong hurriedly fled, but the suction force was like a driving force of the tarsus, covering him tightly, as if he was about to suck his soul out of his body.

"Parase, what the hell is this?" Su Dong urged the eighth level of the Nine Heavenly Wings to the extreme, and its speed was comparable to that of the eighth-grade divine master in the late stage, but he still couldn't escape the control of the suction force!

The soul seemed to be torn, and was swayed by a huge rock that fell on the little bird.

"Dog thing, I didn't kill you right away just now. It's such a big dog!"

"Isn't bullying me strong? If I don't kill you, my surname will not be Su!"

Su Dong was so frustrated by the suction force that he was so angry that he cursed and summoned everyone from the storage ring.

Eighth-grade demon ancestor, dragon baby!

The seventh-grade peak Mo Dao General, Hu Yangong!

The seventh-grade peak Yuxia Fairy!

The seventh-grade peak little loli!

The six fairies in the middle grade of the seventh grade each have their own strengths!

This team is extremely luxurious! Even as the leader of the branch, Xia Jie was extremely talented and powerful generals, he couldn't help but be stunned, and the suction force in the plasma vortex stopped.

"Go together and kill him!" Su Dong showed off, "I can't beat you, can't call anyone? You're like a piece of shit, just put it in the soil as a flower! "

As soon as he finished speaking, Hu Yangong had already slashed out! It was not his Mo sword, but a hundred-meter sword energy condensed by true energy!

Hu Yangong has experienced many battles. He has seen the methods of ghost cultivators and knows that ordinary blade slashing cannot pose a great threat to ghost cultivators. With one move, he will be a mid-level seventh-grade combat skill!

The Zhenyuan Big Sword split the blood plasma ball in half. Then, the seven-color ribbons produced by Fairy Yuxia came to kill them and turned into a confinement talisman array. The two thick slurries of Xia Jie were completely broken.

Even the little loli flew out with a thin sword, instantly slashing out thousands of swords and tens of thousands of swords, breaking the two thick slurries away again.

Xia Jie in the thick slurry let out an angry and low roar. Fairy Yuxia's imprisonment talisman array stopped him from merging, causing great harm to him. The spiritual power that came from the thick slurry suddenly dropped by more than half.

"Ghost screen, close!"

Xia Jie shouted angrily, and the dark mist covering the void all rushed into his bloody thick paste.

In an instant, Xia Jie's momentum surged again, forcibly breaking through Fairy Yuxia's imprisonment array and merged!

After all, Fairy Yuxia is only at the peak of the seventh grade and cannot be separated from Xia Jie for too long.

The blood-colored thick paste dissipated, and the thin middle-aged man Xia Jie slowly appeared.

That sky curtain, which is the ghost curtain in Xia Jie's mouth, consumed too much of his true energy and ghost energy. After being taken back, Xia Jie's spiritual power surged, which was even stronger than at the beginning!

"Longwa, are you fucking, why are you standing there?" Feeling the terrifying pressure on Xia Jie, Su Dong cursed at Longwa.

Both of them are eighth grades, now they can only pin their hopes on Longwa.

Longwa looked at Su Dong with strange eyes, "Please beg me."

"What?" Su Dong had ten thousand grass and mud horses in his heart. It was such a time. What's the point?

Longwa's little black face was full of solemnity, and he said word by word: "If you beg me, I'll take action!"

"Get out of here, stupid thing." Su Dong waved his arms, exerted 50% of his strength, slapped Longwa on the head, and slapped the fight.

"The little shit doll has grown abilities. Beating you is like I'm teaching my son a lesson!" Su Dong acted as if he was going to beat him, but Longwa showed a strange smile of satisfaction and rushed towards Xia Jie.

Su Dong was confused. What are you doing with this damn little dragon? It seems to be imitating me?

At this time, Heiwa revealed his true body of Wulong, with a hundred feet of dragon body, circling and rolling in the air, making a low roar, arrogant and arrogant. Its mouth was spewing hot blood, rushing towards Xia Jie like a storm.

"superior!"

Su Dong waved the iron rod, Hu Yangong used the sword, the little loli made the sword, and the seven fairies each used their unique skills. In an instant, the sword light, sword shadow, stick and spells were smashed.

Xia Jie was in the scorching blood of the Wulong Demon Clan, and spent a lot of true energy and ghost energy to barely block it. The attacks of Su Dong and others soon put him on the verge of dying.

"Xu Hao! Lin Chen! Do you want to watch the deity die here?" Xia Jie, who was wrapped in scorching blood, roared angrily, and his voice echoed between heaven and earth.

In an instant, the void cracked open at the top of the sky, and two men walked out.

Feeling the overwhelming power, Su Dong and others changed their color. Even Longwa narrowed his body and turned into a little dragon more than ten feet long, gathering next to Su Dong.

One of the two men was holding a divine bow, with a feather bag on his back, and nine arrows inserted. The spiritual aura that came from his body was in the mid-level eighth grade!

The other person had a cold and chill all over his body, and the early stage of the eighth grade was also extremely powerful! Two butterfly swords were hidden in his sleeves, and the hilt could be seen faintly.

"The King of Arrows and King of Swords, I killed these people and owed me a favor, and I will write it off!"
Chapter completed!