One shot, the sky is falling apart.

Before Feng Jian could react, the whole body protecting Qi had been broken by a single shot. The strong geomagnetic energy penetrated into his meridians. Suddenly, a mountain thick atmosphere oppressed him, which almost crushed his viscera and meridians.

The whole person can't control the big mouth of spitting blood, eyes with stars, body is also like a big toad, was heavily oppressed on the ground, can't move a cent.

"I lost? It's impossible. How can I lose? Sulo, you little bastard, you want to suppress me. You are delusional. I'll fight with you. "

With a roar, Feng Jian plans to urge the secret method and fight with Su Luo.

However, before he had any action, Suluo's figure, like a ghost, appeared in front of him, one foot heavily stepped on his chest, and a wild Qi directly penetrated into his elixir field with the power of destroying the withered and decaying, and sealed his elixir field firmly.

The real Qi was completely suppressed.

How can Suluo give Feng Jian the chance to use his secret arts? He knows that there are many secret arts in the martial arts and Taoism. Once Feng Jian is allowed to use his secret arts, the consequences will be unimaginable. So he directly suppresses Feng Jian's Dantian and absolutely does not give Feng Jian any chance to use his secret arts.

The chill came out of Suluo. Feng Jian looked at his cold eyes and at himself.

The chill in my heart, like the tide, emerges. There is no way to hide it.

At this moment, Feng Jian was afraid!

He's afraid of death!

He is still human after all!

Although his arm was cut off by sulo, he basically had no way to enter the magical realm.

But it doesn't mean that there is no chance at all. In the martial arts world, if you have some babies who have broken their limbs and are reborn, you can make them break their arms and repeat them. You can even ask the supernatural powers to rebuild their bodies.

If he died like this now, he would have nothing.

It's over.

"Sulo, I I'm a true disciple of feiyumen. My elder martial sister already knows what happened to Yanhuang. She knows that you killed the Zhao family. If you dare to kill me, my elder martial sister will not... "

"Pa!"

Before Feng Jian finished speaking, Suluo's arm moved, his real Qi turned into a palm, and he pulled it hard on his cheek.

Great power!

A few teeth with blood from his mouth, accompanied by blood spray out, half of the face is also high swollen up.

Su Luo looked down at Feng Jian and said with a sneer: "it seems that you have taken my words as the wind in your ears. I told you that not only you are going to die, but also your flying feather gate will completely disappear from the martial arts world because of today's stupidity. Do you think I really want to joke with you again?"

"Sooner or later, I will destroy your feiyumen. If I let you go, isn't that what I want to do? Do you think I'm going to be that stupid? "

Between speaking, the Xuantian real gun in Suluo's hand fell on Feng Jian's neck.

The fury of the true Qi emanates from the gun of Xuan naivete, with a cold intention to kill.

"I'm really curious about how you people like to be so rampant and arrogant before you fight. When you find that you can't fight, you begin to speak harshly and say that you have any backing. Can you really save you like this?"

"In other words, I've killed the people of your flying feather sect and destroyed your so-called sister Zhao's family. Do you think she will let me go? I will not die with you now, and there is no possibility of reconciliation. If I let you go, I will let you go. "

"Should I say you are stupid or naive! It's a cruel world. It's a failure. It's not a comeback. It's not a comeback. "

"Next life, keep a low profile."

Words fall, Xuan naive gun awn flash away.

There was a blood hole in Feng Jian's chest, and his heart was smashed under the strength.

Feng Jian's eyes widened, and his face was constantly twisted.

Before he died, he didn't think that solo would dare to fight and kill him without hesitation.

There was no mercy at all.

The blood dyed the ground red, and his body convulsed a few times, and there was no sound.

"It seems that the time for me to step into the martial arts world is ahead of time. Feiyumen, I'm here. Are you ready to die?"

Suluo glanced at Feng Jian's death and turned to walk outside the leisure villa.

After walking out of the gate, Suluo's body was filled with genuine Qi, and then turned into a long flame, roaring to the leisure villa.

All of a sudden, the whole leisure villa was lit, turned into a fire all over the sky, dyed most of the sky red.

If you kill someone, you will destroy the body.

At the same time, there is a famous mountain in wudaojie, above the sea of clouds.

Where is a magnificent palace located, just like the Moon Palace, people can only look up to it.In the palace, a servant with powerful breath, who can be regarded as the top master in Yanhuang, shuttled through it.

In a pond, full of lotus, lotus bright in full bloom, so that the whole palace scenery becomes more and more charming.

Next to the lotus pond, a man and a woman are walking by the pond, enjoying the beautiful scenery around.

Women look more than 20 years old, tall, although wearing robes, exquisite, beautiful curve, long boots, looks valiant.

The man is also not bad. He is vigorous, vigorous, handsome and vigorous. His whole body exudes a strong atmosphere, which can make people kneel down to worship him.

The man and the woman were walking and talking.

If Qin Zhongde had been here, he would have recognized that this woman was Zhao Wanling, a member of the Zhao family in Jiangnan province.

"Younger martial sister, I haven't seen you for several months, and your breath has become stronger again. If there is no accident, younger martial sister, you should be more than thirty-five horses now. In time, younger martial sister, you will surely step into the magical realm with forty horses. By then, even if you look at the martial arts and Taoism world, younger martial sister, you can be regarded as the proud son of heaven."

The man looked at Zhao Wanling with a smile and said, "no wonder the master made you the real biography of the headmaster. It seems that before long, I will call you the headmaster."

With a faint smile, Zhao Wanling said, "elder martial brother Changfeng, you flatter me. I'm just lucky. I hope you can give me more advice in the future."

It turns out that this man is one of the true disciples of the Feiyu sect. His name is Jun Changfeng. He is also one of the top experts of the Feiyu sect. He is a place of great power.

"Don't worry, younger martial sister. Elder martial brother will wish you well."

When Zhao Wanling heard this, she just wanted to say something. She suddenly raised her head and looked at the sky. She saw an eagle flying in the distance. She waved her fingertips and the eagle fell on her hand. After taking a letter from the eagle, the eagle spread its wings and flew away.