Wanjie praise group

Chapter 246 The Taoist
Yang Guosen's mistake was that he naively thought that he was still the powerful person who could influence one side.

When negotiating conditions in front of a cultivator like Xu Ming, they must first have the same position.

Because in the eyes of the monks who are in the alchemy realm, Yang Guosen is also an ant.

Just when he was still thinking about how to deal with Xu Ming, he suddenly felt a sudden pain in his head.

That sudden and splitting headache feeling could literally tear his whole body apart.

Before he could utter a scream, the seven dark red blood snakes slowly flowed down from the seven orifices on its head and face.

His sea of ​​consciousness and his soul were torn into pieces by Xu Ming's divine consciousness in an instant. How could a mortal with no peak cultivation base be able to resist Xu Ming's terrifyingly mutated divine consciousness.

What's more, with Granny Hua's terrifying method of transforming her consciousness into form, Yang Guosen didn't even think about how he died until his death.

The gloomy and sly look on his face seemed to remain for a moment, and in a blink of an eye, he lost his breath and fell to the ground.

master! ! !

The beautiful woman embracing Yang Liuqing has not yet reacted.There was a thumping sound from beside him, and Yang Guosen fell to the ground straight up and lost his breath in a blink of an eye.

There was an extremely complicated look in the eyes of death, and the successive blows made this beautiful woman almost go crazy.

The daughter was seriously injured and the husband died tragically.

It was all because of the mysterious man wearing an oil paint mask in front of her. She couldn't imagine why there was such a vicious person in the world.

She actually attacked them ordinary people with little cultivation, but she never thought that if Yang Guosen hadn't taken the lead in murdering the people in the small fishing village, why would there be such a miserable end.

But people are often like this, they are often blinded by a blinding hatred, and selectively forget the cause of their own murder.

"I fight with you!!!"

The beautiful woman snatched the long sword hanging from the waist of the attendant beside her, and staggered towards Xu Ming in an extremely clumsy way.

The resolute look on his face showed that he planned to die with him.

Xu Ming didn't plan to make a move against this beautiful woman.Because he couldn't feel the slightest bit of blood on her body, it was obvious that this person was a wealthy lady who had never even killed a chicken.

Xu Ming only killed those who deserved to be killed. For such an ordinary person who was blinded by hatred, he would naturally not kill.

I saw a piercing killing intent burst out from his eyes in an instant, although blocked by the oil paint mask, the cold light shot from his eyes still made the beautiful woman feel as if she was in a mountain of blood in an instant. in the sea.

bang
The long sword, which was already a bit unsteady in his hand, fell to the ground in front of Xu Ming's pure killing intent.

Immediately, he collapsed in embarrassment with a plop, and the cold sweat dripping down his face was clearly expressing the uncontrollable panic in his heart.

Yang Guosen died in an instant, and naturally those swordsmen could not escape the murder tonight.

Although there was no half howl, the crowd that fell like dominoes made the people who only existed here feel an unprecedented sense of oppression.

The most direct one is Song Baichuan who is taking the opportunity to heal his wounds at this moment. He has never seen such a murder method in his eyes.

He knew very well that he couldn't detect how these people died, and his spiritual consciousness penetrated the bodies of those dead people uncontrollably, and what he got was just a messy head like paste.

It's just that he was sure that the mysterious man in front of him didn't make a move, but how to do all this is obviously beyond the knowledge of an ignorant person like him.

"Friend Daoist, what a great skill!"

Just before everyone recovered from the shock, an extremely abrupt voice came.

After hearing these words, whether it was Yang Liuqing, who was almost a cripple, or Song Baichuan, whose acupoints all over his body were destroyed by Xu Ming, both of them showed respect and a touch of robbery uncontrollably. Fortunately for the rest of my life.

Accompanied by these states, there was also a black-clothed Taoist who slowly stepped into the void.

The Taoist is only about middle-aged, but the majesty and anger on his face are obvious.

It's just that in Xu Ming's opinion, the Taoist who appeared suddenly was too strange.

There is a pair of vertically long pupils inlaid in a pair of unusual eyes, and the green lines outlined outside the pupils are even more indescribably weird.

This pair of eyes, combined with his absolutely unusual facial features, made Xu Ming, who was seeing him for the first time, only have one thought in his mind.

That is, this mysterious Taoist man in a black Taoist robe clearly has a dragon's head on his shoulder.

As the saying goes, capable people have their own abnormalities.

This mysterious Taoist who made Xu Ming think that he had a dragon's head had his own unique methods.

What's more, the fact that he can come here by stepping on the void shows that his cultivation is at least in the void stage.

For Xu Ming, after seeing the methods of cultivators in the Transcendence Tribulation Stage, this Hollow Void Stage felt a bit eclipsed.

But this is the first time that Xu Ming has faced a strong man in the void stage alone. Without the help of the concretized appearance of the Wanjie praise group, he has a slight chance of winning in the face of a cultivator in the void stage , he does not know.

However, before he realized it, the Taoist in black waved his sleeves.

A wave of extremely strong water ripples spread out with it as the center.

not good! !
After Xu Ming felt the tyranny of this energy, he naturally knew the danger.

Even if they blocked it, the people in those fishing villages couldn't stop it.

On a second thought, Xu Ming chose to strike out brazenly.

The pitch-black blade gave off a stern blade light, and the condensed light of the blade collided with the overflowing water ripples in an instant.

It's just that the result was cruel. Although Xu Ming's strength was not weaker than that of a cultivator at the Nascent Soul stage, he was not even a little bit worse than a strong man at the Cave Void stage.

Trying to destroy it with a knife like water ripples is simply a dream.

Xu Ming watched helplessly as the sword light he swung was bombarded to pieces in front of the water ripples, and the innocent people in the small fishing village were turned into powder little by little in front of it.

The panic in Yue'er's eyes hadn't dissipated, and she didn't even have time to call out for help.

It is to step into the underworld together with his parents.

Brother Zhuzi, who got stuck in his throat, didn't cry out until his death.

This seemingly slow but fast change rushed towards Xu Ming in an instant.

He didn't even have time to say it, but there was a feeling like a knife and an axe coming from his body.

It's just that the water ripples that were as sharp as a sword couldn't penetrate Xu Ming even though the expression on his face was a bit ferocious.

But it was blocked anyway, which caused the mysterious black-clothed Taoist to speak slowly.

"He gave birth to a good skin, no wonder he has arrogant capital."

(End of this chapter)