The God of All Realms

Chapter 53 Killing the Spirit Master

laugh it off!

The terrifying aura of the white-clothed woman filled the air, and at the same time as the sword light flickered, it was as if countless icicles were shaken from the sword body.

Around the body of the woman in white, within a three-meter radius, everything froze, and only the figure of the woman in white clothes was floating.

The man holding the sword looked surprised and wanted to fight back. However, his spiritual power had no attributes at all, and the entire person was close to the woman in white, and was instantly frozen by the cold, unable to move.

The sword light flickered, the man holding the sword screamed, his one arm was cut off by the sword, and blood flowed out continuously.

Waw!

The woman in white grabbed the sword in her hand and wanted to kill the man with the sword with the second sword, but a mouthful of black blood spurted out, her eyes filled with despair.

He knew that the sword just now was the sword he had consumed with all his blood and blood.

Bang out!

The sword in the hand of the woman in the white skirt fell to the ground violently, and the woman in the white skirt landed on the chest of the man with the sword, and the man with the sword flew out heavily and hit him on the ground, his face pale and never again. Can't get up.

"G ... Elder Zhang?"

The four warriors from Qixuanmen immediately ran towards the man holding the sword.

Some of them hastily helped the man who used the sword, but found that the man who used the sword basically had all the ribs broken in his chest and was seriously injured.

"You... quickly catch that woman****** rotten in front of me, I want to.. I want to fuck her to death..." The cheeks of the sword-holding man were terrifying.

He could feel the condition of his body, and if he wanted to recover to his prime, he was afraid that only a fourth grade medicinal pill would be possible. But he knew how valuable a fourth grade medicinal pill was.

Moreover, he was still cutting off his arm, and if he wanted to continue with his arm, there was only the legendary fifth grade medicinal pill. Within thousands of miles under the jurisdiction of the Seven Profound Sect, there was no refining of a grade-4, let alone a grade-5 medicinal pill.

Some people looked towards the trembling white skirt lady standing not far away, their eyes full of greed.

“Older Zhang, how many of our brothers would also like to play with him?” one of the men suggested.

Elder Zhang suddenly said angrily, "Wait for Lao Tzu to play first, then give it to you."

Some people were slightly pouting in the depths of their eyes, but they knew the identity of the sword-holding elder before them, but they did not dare to offend so easily. After all, it was the same for the first time and the second time.

“OK, I will go to Elder Zhang to catch him and let him lie down in front of you.” A man stood up, and he was a ninth grade spiritual disciple.

There was a hint of anger in the eyes of the woman in white, it was actually a tiger that had fallen and Pingyang was being bullied by a dog.

His dignified Spirit King powerhouse, if not for the constant fighting, he could have eliminated the few people in front of him with a single sword, which his opponent was greatly humiliated.

The woman in white looked at the man from the ninth rank spiritual disciple who had come, completely dispirited. The long eyelashes floated a little, and there was determination in the depths of the eyes.

He decided to bite his tongue and kill himself later.

“A group of despicable and shameless people, you are not ashamed of so many men dealing with one woman?” Just as the white-clothed woman was desperate, Long Han came out from the Gudong Mansion hidden behind her.

"Dare to take care of our Qixuanmen?" The ninth grade spiritual disciple shouted out loudly. He looked at Long Han, who was wearing sackcloth and linen in front of him. Only then did he realize that the other party was merely a seventh-grade spiritual disciple, and he burst into laughter. .

"Hahahaha... Where is the furry brat who jumped out, relying only on the cultivation of your seventh grade spiritual disciple, you also want to learn from other heroes to save beauty?" The ninth-grade spiritual disciple could not help it, he was furious, his eyes were not closed with killing intent.

At first, the lady in white thought that a strong man had appeared, but she knew that he was a seventh grade spiritual disciple, with disappointment in her beautiful eyes, she said, and he couldn't resist shaking his head.

“It was only a seventh grade spiritual disciple. Could it be true that God wants to kill me, Lingfengmen?” The woman in white had despair in her heart. He knew that unless a spiritualist level warrior appeared, it would become useless.

“You are right, this young master wants a hero to save beauty today.” Long Han looked at the disappointed woman in the white dress beside him, and her anger was burning for no reason.

After all, she was the hero who saved beauty, but the woman in white did not take her seriously at all, and she looked contemptuous.

Even if you are a rank seven spiritual disciple, you can still kill a second rank spiritual master.

"Dare to call me young master in front of me, go to hell."

That rank nine spiritual disciple had a fierce face, and the white-clothed woman in front of him was so beautiful and heartwarming, even after being pampered by Elder Zhang, he would be satisfied if it was refreshing for him.

Bang out!

A rank nine spiritual disciple attacked Long Han's chest with a punch.

The wind roared over the fist, and the shadow of the fist filled the air. The fist was like a huge rock, with a dark light.

"Haha, this kid is dead."

The three warriors of the Seven Profound Sect behind them were full of ridicule as they watched the ninth rank spiritual disciple receive this punch.They were well aware of the strength of their comrades.

die!

Long Han faintly spat out a word, and the majestic aura of his body moved, the rough linen fluttered and fluttered, and the fingertips appeared on the fingers.

laugh it off!

The finger light shot out from Long Han's finger, like a sword light, invincible. The air is rubbed by the fingers and there is fire.

Before a rank nine spiritual disciple martial artist rushed in front of Long Han, his fingertips pierced through the eyebrows of a rank nine spiritual disciple man with incomparable precision, and rushed out from the back of his head.

Zhimang crashed into a large tree, only to see the branches of the huge tree being torn apart and falling to the ground.

Bang out!

Immediately after, the man from the ninth rank spiritual disciple also fell to the ground, his fist had yet to strike, so he maintained this kind of posture, his eyes widened, and he fell to the ground, out of breath.

“How is this possible?” A martial artist at the peak of a rank nine spiritual disciple looked at Long Han in disbelief, stood up abruptly, and said angrily: “Good boy, you have some way, you have some way, no wonder you dare to be so arrogant, look I come and take your life."

A martial artist who was at the peak of a rank nine spiritual disciple rushed out, and his palm was like a tiger coming out of the mountain, with boundless power. The boulders all over his body danced, condensing into palms, and he had to suppress Long Han.

"be careful!"

The strongest of the second rank spiritual masters, before he had time to remind the person who shot, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he discovered that Long Han's ten fingers had already started to move.

"Lianxing Wuying!"

Countless fingers, like flickering stars, smashed into the body of a peak male rank nine spiritual disciple from all directions, and blood flowed from his body.

Huge pieces of stone rolled on the ground, and he stared at the wounds all over his body reluctantly, and said with a slight tremble: "Who are you? You actually practiced spiritual skills to the transformation realm?"

"this?"

The woman who was originally desperate in the white dress had eyes full of light. The attribute of the spiritual power in his body was originally an ice attribute, and the despair just now caused the surrounding air temperature to drop by several degrees.

Seeing Long Han beheading two ninth grade spiritual disciples one after another now, he was slightly moved due to his cold personality.

No one wanted to die, and he did not want to die even more, he also bore the Lingfengmen bloodshed, and bore the expectations of the countless Lingfengmen elders.

Only by surviving could he take revenge and allow the elders in the Lingfengmen who died under the enemy's blade to rest their eyes to save him.

"Son, I advise you not to think about your own business I have to say that your talent is very good.." Finally, one of the two remaining spiritual masters in Qixuanmen stood up.

This person's cultivation was a rank 1 spiritual teacher. He was a little surprised when he saw Long Han. He was able to cultivate a spiritual skill into the realm of transformation, even if it was only a human-level spiritual skill, it also showed that Long Han's Talent was excellent.

“What if I have to interfere in my own affairs?” Long Han hated the other person who threatened him the most in his life. If a waste like Qixuanmen wanted to provoke him, he would not mind that the road to rise started from Qixuanmen.

“If you don't want to toast and want to eat the penalty drink, I'll show you the cultivation power of spiritual teacher.” The spiritual disciple turned into a spiritual master martial artist, and the spiritual power of the entire body would turn into liquid.

A drop of spiritual liquid was like endless spiritual power.

The first rank spiritual master's martial artist stepped out in one step, the wind roared above his fist, and he punched towards Long Han with a crushing momentum.

The majestic fighting intent in Long Han's eyes exploded. He simply considered his current level of strength and shouted, "Good work."

Bang out!

Featuring the "Barbarian Elephant Fist", the figure flowed, like an ancient barbarian elephant, roaring, and punching towards the first rank spiritual master man.

“I can't think of myself.” The man had not expected Long Han to dare to fight with him, and he was only seeking his own death. He was a spiritual teacher, and he was very different from a spiritual disciple. .

As the two fists collided, Long Han only felt his arms tremble. Sure enough, it is not easy to become a powerful spiritual master, you should know that his second grade spiritual body has currently cultivated to the peak.

“Sial, how can you be so strong?” The face of a first-rate spiritual master changed greatly, his entire arm looking like it was hitting steel.

The entire person flew upside down, but Long Han was still standing there.

"Come again!"

Long Han did not give the other party time to react, so he climbed up and punched the first rank spiritual master's martial artist with punch after punch.

Every time a fist fell, a first-rate spiritual master was filled with qi and blood, and as the fist techniques became increasingly secretive, a first-rate spiritual master fell to the ground reluctantly, his eyes full of despair.

Bang out!

Long Han did not stop, and he punched his opponent's chest ruthlessly. A first-rate spiritual master spewed out a mouthful of blood, his eyes widened and he could not rest.

“Who are you?” The second rank spiritual master finally showed a moving expression, staring at Long Han in front of him, faintly terrified.

The strength of Long Han was somewhat beyond his expectations.When a seventh grade spiritual disciple became so perverted that he could kill a first grade spiritual master.

“People who kill you.” Long Han's face was cold. He felt that he could not be called a good person, but he could not see others doing bad things, especially bullying the weak and taking advantage of the dangers of others.

"Haha, that crazy tone, did you know that you can kill a first-rate spiritual teacher, but there is a huge difference between a first-rate spiritual teacher and a second-rate spiritual teacher, as it is called step by step? You still want to kill me?"

The second grade spiritual master exploded with a powerful aura, which was indeed much stronger than the first grade spiritual master earlier.