Gods and Demons Are Unparalleled

Those fighters from the Mana Realm and True Origin Realm who swarmed in were not taken seriously by these Saint Core Realm fighters at all. Any one of them could kill all the low-level fighters rushing over. But with their identities, they would only take action unless Su Han asks them to take action, or those low-level warriors of Mana Realm and Real Origin Realm attack them, otherwise they would not bother to take action against those low-level warriors who are like ants.

"Dare to speak disrespectfully to the lord, it is simply a heinous crime, the crime deserves death!"

A cold light flashed in the beautiful eyes of Yan Yinghan who was standing beside Su Han, and the terrifying aura of the Yin-Yang realm erupted instantly, holding a first-grade spirit treasure piercing dragon spear, walking through the air, like a beautiful war god, within a breath , and immediately appeared in front of the mana-level warrior who rushed to the front, and the spirit spear in his hand pierced towards the mana-level warrior's head like a dragon.

"Yin..." A look of despair flashed in the eyes of the mana warrior of the sixth level of mana, before he could finish his words, he was immediately pierced through the head by the spirit treasure piercing dragon spear, blood and flesh splashed, and flew upside down on the ground, turning into a a corpse.

"Yin-Yang Realm! She is a warrior in the Yin-Yang Realm!"

"No, she turned out to be a warrior in the Yin-Yang realm! How could this Su Han have a warrior in the Yin-Yang realm as his guard?"

"..."

Voices full of horror and despair immediately sounded from the rushing crowd, and they scattered in all directions, trying to escape from this place.

At this moment, 500 extremely elite sub-mob warriors flew out from the entrance of the banquet, holding magical weapons, forming small military killing formations one by one, and killed the rushing warriors. A number of fighters who tried to capture Su Han to claim the reward were stabbed to death by those warriors of the sub-mob clan.

"Don't kill me! I surrender! I surrender!" Fear flashed across the face of a martial artist with the Great Perfection of True Yuan Realm facing the thirty-six sub-mob warriors who surrounded him. Throwing down his weapon, he knelt down and cried in surrender.

The leader of a sub-mob warrior looked indifferently and shot down, piercing the head of the surrendered warrior, then turned around and led the remaining 35 sub-mob warriors to the next target.

"Damn it! I'll fight with you!" A fierce light flashed in the eyes of a martial artist at the third level of mana realm, and he roared angrily. Crazy mobilization of mana, just about to display martial arts. Three spiritual spears burst out like a poisonous dragon, pierced his body at once, and immediately stabbed him directly.

No prisoners, no survivors, all the fighters who rushed towards Su Han, trying to capture Su Han to receive the reward, were all stabbed to death by the fighters of the Naya Demon Race, and none of them escaped.

The banquet venue for this wedding. All of a sudden, it became a field of corpses, blood flowed like a river, it was horrible.

During the banquet, the warriors who were going to attack Su Han turned pale with fright, and they didn't dare to make any changes, for fear that those ruthless killing gods would directly attack and kill them.

Ni Shengxiong looked at Su Han, rolled his eyes slightly, and said in a cold voice: "Su Han, you are too cruel to kill my guests like this. Our Aijiang Sword Sect is also a seventh-rank sect. If we If your people are against you, no matter how many subordinates you have, there will only be a dead end. The background of the seventh-rank sect is beyond your imagination. If you know the current affairs, take your people and leave here. Today’s matter. I can pretend that there is no occur."

The ferocity and tyranny of the Naya demon warriors under Su Han's command completely shocked Ni Shengxiong. Ni Shengxiong also didn't want to be an enemy of such a terrifying army of warriors for no reason.

Su Han coldly pointed at Dong Zizhen, and said coldly, "Hand over that woman!"

Wu Hengmu turned his head to Ni Shengxiong anxiously, and shouted: "I can't hand it over! Master, I absolutely can't hand over this **** to him."

A flash of anger flashed in Ni Shengxiong's eyes, and he said coldly, "This woman is my apprentice's concubine. It would be too much for you to force her to ask for it."

Su Han waved his hand, and Yan Yinghan immediately led those sub-demon warriors to gather together quickly, forming an army of ferocious beasts that would devour anyone at any time.

"These fighters are not easy to deal with. They are not ordinary warriors." Seeing this scene, Ni Shengxiong shrank his eyes slightly.

"Excessive? How did I hear that this woman was forcibly snatched by your disciples?" Su Han with his hands behind his back, his gaze cold, walked slowly and slowly towards the high platform of the wedding banquet.

Ni Shengxiong looked at Su Han who came alone, his eyes flashed, and he winked at the four sworn brothers beside him.

"Idiot, how dare you come here by yourself. You are courting death for being so arrogant! Everyone, go up together and catch this little bastard! Thunderstorm and River Flowing Sword!" Just as Su Han stepped into the wedding banquet hall alone, Ni Shengxiong Suddenly his face changed, revealing an incomparably ferocious smile, he drew out a divine sword of the ninth-grade magic weapon level, and suddenly burst into action, urging the terrifying sword intent that had just glimpsed the peak of the sword intent in the middle stage, and cast the power of the Aijiang Sword Sect. Among them, the strongest martial art he has mastered.

In an instant, Su Han seemed to be in the midst of a vast thunderstorm. Under the lightning flash, a peerless sword that seemed to be able to tear apart rivers suddenly erupted, tearing apart the void, and stabbing at him.

In the thunderstorm, Su Han seemed to be alone, no one could help him, he was the only one standing in the thunderstorm, as if abandoned by the world.

"Excellent, this sword technique can actually affect my state of mind. It's really an amazing sword technique. However, it's not rude to come and go! You also take my sword! A hundred swords break mountains and rivers!"

Su Han smiled slightly, urging the sword intent at the peak of the first glimpse of the middle stage of the sword intent, and cast Wan Jian Jue, a sword stabbed out, and a huge sword that held up to the sky burst out suddenly, tearing apart the virtual thunderstorm artistic conception, and piercing Ni Shengxiong on the tip of the sword.

Wan Jian Jue is a sword technique that focuses on destruction, and its destructive power is infinite. After a sword pierced Ni Shengxiong's sword tip, countless extremely sharp sword energy erupted, tearing apart Ni Shengxiong's protective energy. , blasted him flying upside down, spat out a mouthful of blood, and his body was dripping with blood.

"How is this possible? What kind of swordsmanship is this? How can it be so powerful!" Ni Shengxiong lost his voice with a flash of horror in his eyes.

"When you get to Huangquan Road, you should discuss this issue with your brothers." Su Leng smiled coldly, the sword intent changed, and quickly changed into Gale Sword intent, and the light sword in his hand suddenly flashed. It turned into four starlights like lightning, and flashed across the eyebrows of Ni Shengxiong's four sworn brothers.

The bodies of Ni Shengxiong's four sworn brothers who possessed the Yin-Yang realm froze suddenly, and panic and despair flooded into their eyes. They spewed out from the air, and their bodies shook slightly. He fell to the ground and turned into four corpses.

"Good... so fast sword!" Wu Hengmu's face was pale, as if waking up from a dream, his body flashed, and his mana surged like a hungry tiger, and rushed towards Dong Zizhen who was beside him.

"You're courting death!" Su Han cast a cold glance at Wu Hengmu and smiled coldly.

That Ni Shengxiong is worthy of being the future head of the Chujiang Sword Sect, his face suddenly changed, and he exclaimed in shock: "Wu Hengmu, be careful of the ground!"

Just at that moment. The ground cracked, and a green tendril stretched out from the ground, twisted towards the black tree, easily smashed all the resistance of the black tree, entangled him tightly, and pierced him with tiny tendrils. within his body, completely blocking the flow of mana in his body.

After easily grabbing Wu Hengmu, Su Han glanced at Ni Shengxiong. An incomparably cold murderous intent gushed out from his body.

A strange light flickered in Ni Shengxiong's eyes. Finally bowed his head to Su Han and said: "Su Han, you can't kill me. I am the deputy head of the Aijiang Sword Sect. If you kill me, you will have an endless hatred with the Aijiang Sword Sect. Although your strength is strong, you can't kill me. , nor is it an opponent of the Qijiang Sword Sect of the seventh-rank sect. Now that you have let me and Wu Hengmu go, there is still room for relaxation between us. Today’s incident. I can pretend that it didn’t happen. We can still make friends. "

Before Ni Shengxiong could finish his words, a flash of sword light suddenly burst out, piercing his forehead. A line of blood immediately appeared between Ni Shengxiong's eyebrows.

Ni Shengxiong looked horrified, his body shook, and he fell to the ground.

"You bastards. How dare you attack my companions? You are courting death. The Chujiang Sword Sect will also perish because of you idiot!" Su Han looked at Ni Shengxiong who was lying on the ground, his eyes were cold, Stretching out his hand to grab it, he directly used the Heavenly Demon Soul Search Acupoint on Ni Shengxiong's remnant soul.

When Zhao Tiangang saw that Su Han beheaded Ni Shengxiong mercilessly, a cold sweat welled up on his back: "What a cruel method. It seems that he doesn't blindly like turning hostility into jade, if it wasn't for my strong backing. In the corner city, I am afraid that he has already destroyed it."

Ni Shengxiong is the deputy head of the Chujiang Sword Sect. Once he is killed, the Chujiang Sword Sect will never let it go. The Hujiang Sword Sect and Su Han had already formed an endless situation.

Wu Hengmu was so frightened by Su Han's cruel methods, he cried and begged: "Su Han, don't kill me! I'll give you everything. Don't kill me. Please, you like this woman. Just take Go. In my palace, there are more than a thousand beauties, all of which are given to you. I beg you to spare my dog's life."

Su Han tossed it lightly, and a long sword of the ninth-grade spiritual weapon immediately flew into Dong Zizhen's hands: "Senior Sister Dong! I'll leave it to you."

Dong Zizhen took the long sword and strode up to the Wuhengmu, a cold light flashed in his beautiful eyes.

Wu Hengmu looked at Dong Zizhen in front of him, cried and begged: "Zizhen, don't kill me! I love you! I really love you. I beg you for the sake of my kindness to you, please forgive me. Let me die as a dog."

"Do you love me? It's funny. You are just coveting my beauty. Just now, I heard with my own ears that you want to break my siblings and sell them into a brothel. People like you have love in their hearts." It's ridiculous, you can go to die." A flash of hatred flashed in Dong Zizhen's eyes, and with a wave of the spirit sword in his hand, he directly chopped off the black wood's head.

At the moment when Wu Hengmu's body and head were separated, he sucked wildly from the beard, and immediately sucked Wu Hengmu into a mummy, which fell from the midair.

Dong Zizhen killed Wu Hengmu, and the gloom accumulated in her heart dissipated immediately. She walked up to Su Han, looked at the handsome young man in front of her with complicated eyes, and said slowly: "Junior Brother Su Han, thank you for your rescue. If it weren't for you, this time Zizhen might really have to live or die."

When Dong Zizhen and his party separated from Su Han, Su Han only possessed the innate cultivation of Dzogchen. In this Xiao Zihua world, it is still only at the bottom of the Xiao Zihua world. But now Su Han can even kill warriors in the eighth heaven of Yin-Yang realm, his growth has completely exceeded Dong Zizhen's imagination.

Su Han smiled slightly at Dong Zizhen and said, "Senior Sister Dong, you and I are from the same sect, so we should watch out and help each other. It's just a matter of course for me to do these things."

Su Han smiled slightly, and his words revealed endless cruelty: "Senior Sister, now is not the time to reminisce about the past. Since we have greatly offended the Aijiang Sword Sect, we should take advantage of their unpreparedness and go and destroy them."

Dong Zizhen's pretty face suddenly changed color, and he lost his voice and said: "Junior Brother Su Han, are you serious? The Hujiang Sword Sect is also a seventh-rank sect, and it is a giant on the same level as the Xuyuan Sect. There are so many masters in it, strong Those who are like rain are not so easy to deal with."

Dong Zizhen has been traveling in this little Zihua world for a year, and he is very aware of the horror of the seventh-rank sect. That is a behemoth that commands more than ten thousand small human countries, with masters like clouds and powerful power.

Su Han said with a faint smile: "The Hujiang Sword Sect is just a mere seventh-rank sect, what is it? They are not comparable to Xuyuanzong. Xuyuanzong has a profound foundation~www.wuxiaspot.com~ has an eighth-rank sect The only shortcoming is that without a warrior in the Sacred Core Realm, it is impossible to become a real eighth-rank sect. It is not difficult for me to destroy the Cuijiang Sword Sect. Well, it is not too late. Sister Dong, do you want to Come with me, or stay here?"

Dong Zizhen gritted his teeth and said, "I'll go with you."

Dong Zizhen looked at Su Han silently and thought, "You saved my life. Even if I die for you, it's still my life."

"Okay! Let's go and eliminate the Aijiang Sword Sect."

Su Han smiled slightly, leaving 500 sub-mob warriors headed by Fu Fei to clean the battlefield on the Huanglin Mountain, and then the main force rode the huge first-grade Lingbao Xuanhe boat and headed towards the direction of the Aijiang Sword Sect fly away.

On the black crane boat, Su Han glanced at Dong Zizhen, flicked his hand, and an incomparably rich dragon vein spiritual power fell into Dong Zizhen's body: "Senior Sister, your cultivation level is too low. Let me help you improve it Cultivation."

"What kind of spiritual power is this? It's so miraculous?" Dong Zizhen felt the sudden increase in her cultivation in her body, her pretty face changed slightly, she closed her eyes, sat cross-legged on the ground, and began to practice. (To be continued..)