Chapter 1430

Silence.

Dead silence.

In the audience, only Wang Xu's voice sounded. After killing Zhao Yijian, he looked up at Chixiao and said faintly:

"Well, the disgusting mole ant is crushed to death. Now, it's your turn."

With that, Wang Xu raised his finger to Chu shuliu and said faintly, "you said that she has only two choices, one is to be your concubine, the other is to explore the way in the storm, right?"

"Now, in the face of your red family, I also give you two choices."

"You... Who are you?"

Chixiao took a deep breath. In his blank mind, he finally had some thoughts. His face turned white a little bit. He only felt the inexplicable panic, and his voice unconsciously trembled.

Chixiao couldn't figure out how a warrior who had just entered the congenital level of strength could kill a congenital master of five grades.

impossible!

It's impossible!

However, it happened!

He is not a fool, know can not accept, can only accept, Wang Xu's strength, far more than all the people present.

He felt that Wang Xu was weak because he was not strong enough to see through Wang Xu's real accomplishments.

"He, he... How did he do it? How is that possible? "

Chen Ziyu also reacted at this time. She turned her head and looked at Chu shuliu.

"Nothing is impossible. It's simple. He's stronger than all of us. He's just too strong." Chu shuliu said with a faint smile.

"Did he practice some hidden breath skill?" Chen Ziyu asked again.

"No

Chu shuliu shook his head and laughed more brightly

"Why did he deliberately hide himself? If you can't see through, it's just that the power exceeds you so much that you are blinded by the natural power around him. It comes from the crushing of the spirit level! "

Although Chu shuliu is too weak, her strength is less than one, but her realm is still there. In her eyes, Wang Xu's body is a pale golden light like the sun.

It is the result of the natural resonance between the self strength and the heaven and earth around the body.

He is also a warrior, who suddenly reaches the limit of his physical body, and turns to gather all his own spirituality, condensing the spirit from emptiness to reality, so as to gradually integrate with his physical body.

Above the great master.

Master of martial arts!

Wuzun!

Chen Ziyu stopped talking.

For Chu shuliu's words, she could not understand, but felt inexplicable. However, this does not stop her from understanding Wang Xu's power.

Zhao Yijian is killed by Wang Xu. The great master Chixiao is afraid to move lightly. Can he not be strong?

"My two choices are equally simple. First, now raise your hand and slap yourself 100 times. It's like you made amends for saying something wrong before, and then go away. "

Wang Xu's eyes are indifferent and his voice is neither happy nor sad

"Second, it's simpler..."

"Death."

These words, not how fierce tone, no threat, there is just a calm, indifferent.

But Chixiao felt nothing but boundless terror.

Chixiao.

A little bit arrogant, a little bit overbearing, a little bit independent.

But he didn't insult Chu shuliu. He also stopped Zhao Yijian and didn't commit a crime to death.

Of course, if Chixiao wants to die, it's hard to say.

Atonement, the chance to live, Wang Xu has given.

Whether we can grasp it or not depends on whether chixiaoming is wise or not.

"What did you say?"

However, hearing the words, Chixiao's face changed abruptly and his voice rose

"A hundred slaps? apologize? What do you think you are? You know I'm from Xuankong's red family. How dare you treat me like this? "

Chixiao is furious.

He has never been so insulted since he grew up.

How can you think you are invincible if you can kill a master?

He can do the same with Chixiao!

The difference between a great master and a great master is the difference between heaven and earth.

Chixiao only needs one sword to kill Zhao Yijian.

He was just afraid that Wang Xu could kill the master of five grades. That's all, but it didn't mean that he had to slap himself 100 times to make amends because of Wang Xu's words.

"So, your choice is, the second one?"

Wang Xu light asked: "I have to give the face of the red family, and then think about it, sometimes only once, miss will die."

"Think about your mother! Grass! When you can command the world with one word? Lao Tzu is a member of xuankongchi's family. He's a direct family, not a side branch! "

Chi Xiao's face was twisted and his anger was high. He raised his hand and took out a long sword of the Dharma soldiers. His breath gathered and one sword stabbed out.

This sword is very fast and accurate.

In the twinkling light of the sword, you can see a wisp of special power waving away. It's obvious that Chixiao uses the martial arts secret method with high level.

Moreover, he has reached a certain level of cultivation.

But in a flash.

Then you can see that the light of the sword is restrained, the meaning of the sword is condensed, the air is frozen, and the intention of killing is surging.

In the blink of an eye.

The sword light is about to shoot at Wang Xu.

But Wang Xu moved.

"You chose..."

His right hand raised, it seemed very slow, but it was strange in a twinkling of an eye, blocking the light of the sword.

Next second.

Another finger is out.

Same index finger.

The same movement.

Bend your index finger, and then, flick.

"You..."

Chixiao's face changed slightly, because at that moment, he felt a strange terror, which suddenly fell on him, as if it was an illusion, which he could not accept.

"... death."

But the next moment.

A little golden light blooms again from Wang Xu's fingertips.

In a flash.

It's as fast as before.

The same goes beyond the observation of everyone present.

"Touch!"

A long sword fell to the ground.

Left alone, the dead body of the sword owner.

Chixiao's head disappeared, and the emptiness above his neck was very eye-catching.

It's not that the spirit and the body are completely combined, and they begin to attack the top martial class of Emperor Wu. Their heads disappear. Who dares to say they can live?

"How could..."

Not far away, Chen Ziyu screamed out, then opened her mouth wide, couldn't spit out a word, and was stunned.

She can't believe it!

How can you believe it?

That's a great master!

Even if the existence of the lowest six grades of great master level, in the vast area of Xuankong City, it can be regarded as a second-class master.

But, just die?

In front of Wang Xu, like Zhao Yijian, it's just a finger, not much different from mole ants.

Are you kidding?

Chen Ziyu always felt that she was a genius among her peers, but at this moment, she had the feeling that she was the frog at the bottom of the well.

Compared with Wang Xu, who killed people with fingers in front of her, she is the young genius admired by countless people in Shuyue college. She is just the humble garbage in the garbage heap.

Ridiculous, small, nobody cares.

"Go away!"

The next second, Wang Xu raises his eyes and sweeps the two male servants and two maids brought by Chixiao.

All of a sudden, the four seemed to be crazy. They turned around and ran away without looking back.