An oppressed aura pours out from Su Mingxiao, terrifying, gloomy, and powerful. She lowers her head. No one can see her eyes, and no one knows what she is thinking at this time. Then

Zhang Shuluo's mask seems to have become more terrifying and ferocious, and she is a different person from the extremely weak Su Mingxiao before. Even the words she speaks have become low and cold, magnetic, lazy, but as dangerous as a snake.

, as evil as Satan...

Zhao Mengxing was slightly startled, and his whole body trembled. The strong internal energy exerted by the opponent made his previous arrogance disappear. What was left was suffocation that made him unable to breathe, and the fear of extreme pain!

"You, who are you..." Zhao Mengxing murmured to himself as his pale lips trembled.

Her whole body, under that cold and indifferent tone, began to bloom with circles of intense red fire. The flames spurted out like a tide, and strong airflows began as she cast the Demonic Flame Lotus Heart Fire.

Pounced towards Zhao Mengxing's Fiery Armor.

A huge fire dragon jumped up, like a dragon soaring in the sky, opened its huge mouth, and beams of fire rushed down, overwhelming the mountain and overwhelming the fire armor with absolute strength.

Zhao Mengxing roared and tried his best to release all the strength in his body, trying to withstand this fatal blow. Unfortunately, the armor formed by the fire seemed to have encountered a more powerful shield, and the tough defense like a city wall slowly cracked.

A small mouthful, and then the crack became bigger and bigger, and finally he collapsed like a mountain. Suddenly, a huge internal force hit him. Zhao Mengxing screamed in pain, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. His whole body was also hit so high that he flew up and fell again.

Smashed to the ground.

"Chi..." Zhao Mengxing's hair and clothes were on fire, and his skin and flesh were almost burned, giving off a smell of barbecue.

He no longer had the majesty he had just before, but was now older than an old man who was over a hundred years old. He was lying there, vomiting blood and unable to move.

"You, who are you..." Fear really appeared on Zhao Mengxing's old and dark face. This was the fear from the heart of the strong man's huge strength. It was clear that he had just felt that there was no trace of fear in this young man.

Although the internal strength was a bit difficult to deal with due to the strange way of kung fu, it did not make him feel unable to fight.

But now, he clearly felt that her inner energy, which was stronger than him, was not just a rare master in the innate realm, but...

What a monster!

Su Mingxiao, who seemed to have completely changed into a different person and stunned everyone present, ignored his fear and doubts, and instead smiled coldly to himself, "Girl, this old guy is asking me

Who is it...poor guy..."

Although Su Mingxiao's consciousness was trapped and she couldn't speak or control her body, her consciousness was still very clear. After hearing what Nue Gekong said to her, she almost had the idea of ​​kicking him. It was so arrogant.

Yeah, this guy wants to be more arrogant than she does.

However, what he said next shocked Su Mingxiao, and he felt like he was touching the pinnacle of this continent for the first time...

At dawn, no, it should be Nue Gekong lazily walked to Zhao Mengxing, leaned over and held his forehead with his slender fingers, and said with a low smile: "At the seventh level of the innate realm, I must have been practicing for a long, long time and worked hard for a long time.

It's been a long time... Now that you are suddenly ruined and become a waste, for you, life is worse than death, hehe..."

"A guy at the seventh level of the innate realm dares to provoke me and seek death..." Nue Gekong's sinister laughter came. Zhao Mengxing felt that he was about to collapse. At this moment, life was really worse than death.

.

Zhao Mengxing closed his eyes and did not dare to say a word.

Su Mingxiao was also frightened when he heard this. Damn, he didn't even look down on a seventh-level strongman in the innate realm. Who is Nue Gekong?! What kind of strength does he have?!

This pervert - -.

Nue Gekong saw the horror of the others, but he chuckled lazily. For a long time, Yun Danfengqing's smile suddenly faded. The next second, the blade in her hand instantly cut through the veins of Zhao Mengxing's limbs. Zhao Mengxing

She screamed and stared at her with bulging eyes. Her whole body twitched and her face turned red. She stared at Su Mingxiao wearing a mask. The more she looked at her, the more blurry her vision became. The mask in front of her seemed to have become alive and no longer in sight.

It was not a mask, but a ghost smiling ferociously. Zhao Mengxing roared in fear and began to struggle like a trapped animal...

Yue Jin and His Highness Gray stared blankly at this torturous scene. A seventh-level master of the innate realm was something they simply could not imagine. In the eyes of this teenage boy, he was worth nothing.

!

Damn it! What kind of world is this? Is there any justice in the world?

Yue Jin's eyes were deep and her brows were slightly furrowed. In addition to being surprised, she was also more confused.

It's so similar. This voice and posture are exactly the same as the teacher. Why does it appear in the master now?

Yue Jin thought about it for a while, but after she really couldn't figure it out, she was too lazy to continue thinking about it.

He completely trusted his master and teacher.

The scene that happened next was even more horrifying. Zhao Mengxing was already lying on the ground like a waste, twisting and turning, and his whole body was burned like a roasted pig. Su Mingxiao, who was wearing a mask, suddenly came out again.

He made a strange sound, "Girl, why don't you try your "Eating Technique" on this old ghost? Otherwise, your practice will be in vain."

Nue Gekong smiled softly and disappeared.

And Su Mingxiao felt her cheeks heat up. After she opened her eyes, she felt that she was back again. She looked at Zhao Mengxing on the ground, sighed softly, and said in a cold voice: "I told you before, but in the end, who will

Death is not certain yet. Why don’t you believe it... It seems that today I really want to try the technique that I haven’t tried even once since I started practicing."

The overwhelming aura just now disappeared, and the low and cold voice also disappeared, but for some reason, Zhao Mengxing still felt that the fear that penetrated into his bones had not disappeared. Looking at the clear-eyed, innocent young man in front of him, Zhao Mengxing felt a little angry.

It's better to die and say: "Kill me... However, my master will not let you go! He will definitely avenge me!"

"Hmph! No matter who is blocking my way, I will control the sky, and I will kill gods and demons when I meet them!" After Su Mingxiao finished speaking, he began to activate the breath in his Dantian, and then silently recited "The Devouring Art"

The secret inside, and then slowly touched Zhao Mengxing's chest with his hands. Then, the other people could only stare at the terrifying scene in front of them in stunned silence. Zhao Mengxing's already old body suddenly began to undergo a change, and the skin still sank.

, even began to slowly dry up, and the whole person struggled painfully. After a long time, it seemed that all the strength in his body had come to an end, and the breath in his body was gone, as if he had been emptied out all of a sudden.

Sitting there, Su Mingxiao, with red hair as enchanting as a demon, was surrounded by a light fluorescent light, filled with mist, and was magnificent.

It was an innate aura of a king that made people couldn't help but admire her.

This process lasted for about half an hour. At the end, Su Mingxiao took a deep breath, smiled with a rosy face, and clicked his tongue with satisfaction like a well-fed child: "Sigh... The power of the innate realm is

It’s different. My body feels better and I can digest it well after I go back for a long time..."

Poor Zhao Mengxing was lying there dying, unable to move or die, with only a trace of breath left there.

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Thank you Yangyanglan for the two gold medals, dj009988 for the red envelope, and jinjinmbao for the flowers and water - -
Chapter completed!