Chapter 671 A God of Killing

“Boom!”

The vast and boundless pressure rolled across the sky, the sky was filled with shock, and there were bursts of muffled thunder, which felt like pressure on everyone. Dayue was about to suffocate, and some people with weak cultivation skills all collapsed to the ground, looking at the four powerful old men in horror!

These are four powerful men. If they join forces, who can resist them? !

Immediately, the crowd receded far away like the tide, and stopped only after they were out of the range of the pressure.

"Chi!"

There was an indifferent arc on the corner of Samsara's mouth, and he did not speak. However, the arm holding the dark short blade moved slightly, and blood suddenly appeared, The short blade cut directly into the neck of Holy Son Langxie, three-thirds of the way into the flesh, and blood flowed out.

This seemingly ordinary short blade actually ignored all the defenses of Holy Son Langye and cut directly into the flesh!

"How is it possible?!"

The Holy Son of Beimang, who was hanging not far away, was also shocked. His eyes widened and his heart was so shaken that he could no longer do anything. Remain calm and calm as before.

You must know that Holy Son Langxie is the body of the sun god. This is one of the most bizarre physiques in the world. It is the exclusive physique of the ancient gods!

There is no doubt about his defense and power!

However, the man in black in front of him ignored all of this. The solar energy seemed to not exist and had no effect on him at all.

Not only him, but everyone in the audience was shocked.

"Could it be..."

Looking at the slightly curved short blade like a sickle in Samsara's hand, Beimang Shengzi trembled and his eyes flashed inwardly. There was a look of fear.

Rumor has it that the number one killer organization in the world believes in the God of Death. Therefore, the members of the God of Death all hold death-cutting scythes, which means that they are messengers of the God of Death!

Every member of the Killing God Organization is a natural killer, and each one of them is terrifyingly powerful. They leave no trace and kill without leaving a trace. They all kill with one blow. In the eyes of the world, they are grim Reaper!

However, the God of Killing organization has long since retired, and no one has seen the God of Killing killer again for hundreds of thousands of years. People nowadays have almost forgotten the existence of this number one killer organization. ...

But now, a man dressed in black and holding a scythe appeared in front of him alive. How could he not be surprised?

The more he thought about it, the more chilled Beimang became. If such a person wanted to kill him, how could he resist?

He did not expect that the reincarnation that had been following Xue Yan in the Zhantian Ancient Tomb would be a killing god. And now that he appears, he must be here for Feng Hao... .

Saint Son Langxie was also very clear about this. His heart suddenly became cold, his face turned ashen, and a trace of unwillingness flashed across his face.

He knew that it was impossible to kill Feng Hao this time. He couldn't help but regretted why he didn't kill him with one blow just now.

"Don't do it!"

The four old men were frightened and all dispersed the pressure. One of the old men screamed, and their faces were full of panic.

They understood that if they and others continued to force themselves, they would have no choice but to collect the body for Holy Son Langxie.

"Let him go!"

Samsara looked at the Fourth Elder coldly, his mouth slightly opened, and cold words came out of his mouth, carrying this undoubted meaning.

It was his first time to do such a thing. In fact, he was still not used to it!

“You let our Holy Son go first!”

An old man shouted with a ferocious face.

This time, not only was Holy Son Langxie embarrassed, but they were even more embarrassed. The four of them were present, and their Holy Son was kidnapped. If such a thing was spread, how could they still be there? Showing off your face?

Therefore, they hate reincarnation deeply. As long as there is a chance, they will definitely launch a thunderous strike.

"Hmph!"

Samsara narrowed his eyes slightly, snorted coldly, moved his palm slightly, and the blade left a circle on the neck of Holy Son Langye Blood marks, pools of blood, and the throat can be seen faintly. If it is cut, Holy Son Langxie will not survive.

"No, let's release him!"

The old man from before shouted hurriedly, and directly removed the restraint on Feng Hao to show his sincerity.

"Ahem!"

Feng Hao coughed up blood again. There was no good piece of flesh left in his body, and the skin was torn everywhere. Even with the heaven-level medicine, it was not possible to heal him instantly. of.

He glanced at the four old men coldly, and then swayed towards the reincarnation. During this period, the four old men did not dare to make any move, and watched Feng Hao go away. .

They know that the man in black can really kill people!

Because what Samsara did at this time was no different from killing Holy Son Langye, so they didn't dare to force Samsara at all.

　“Thank you!"

Coming closer, Feng Hao cupped his hands towards Samsara.

He had probably guessed that Xue Yan should have seen this in her face. Because of the disaster, Samsara came back here, and I couldn't help but feel more grateful to Xue Yan in my heart.

The corners of Samsara's mouth curved slightly, and a touch of joy flashed in his heart.

/> Undoubtedly, his actions have successfully won the friendship of this young man.

The Holy Son of Langye gritted his teeth and glared at Feng Hao fiercely.

It is this boy who embarrasses himself again and again and fails again and again, he hates it!

He is a god, but he has fallen into the hands of this seemingly ordinary boy again and again. In his hand, he was unwilling to give in!

The bystanders in the distance were speechless. They all looked horrified and watched the development of the matter quietly. Some of them were timid and ran away directly. Don’t dare to stay for a long time!

After all, Holy Son Langye is the person who wants to become the Holy Master. Now he has been kidnapped. This is undoubtedly the biggest stain. With his small mind, he can tolerate it. These?

No one can be sure about this, so it’s better to be careful!

“I have let him go, I hope sir can let our holy son go! "

The old man shouted with a livid face.

Now that things have come to this, they are very afraid that reincarnation will kill people!

"Humph! "

" Samsara glanced at him coldly, and finally focused on Feng Hao.

" Let's go to Tianwu Auction House! "

Feng Hao's mouth curved slightly and he spoke calmly, causing the four old men's faces to turn from green to white, and even a hint of fear flashed in their eyes.

They can’t forget what happened last time, especially the old man who was photographed by Elder Feng. He lay in bed for half a month before he recovered. Now that he thinks about it, his body still aches.

However, the situation in front of them did not allow them to make a choice at all. They had no choice but to step away, make way, and follow from a distance.

After the Holy Son of Beimang was stunned for a moment, He also followed.

“Now there’s a big show to watch! ”

Many people’s eyes were sparkling and they were very excited.

In fact, it was very exciting to see such a high-ranking guy being trampled on. Not a bad thing, isn’t it?