Chapter 1139: The Great Tribulation Doesn't Die
The moonlight was like water, the magnificent City Lord's Mansion was immersed in the hazy moonlight, and there were a few crows parked on the eaves, which blended with the night, and seemed to feel the killing intent in the hall, and let out a few strange screams Pu Lingling flew away.
Yuehua shined in through the windows of the main hall, and the hall was extremely quiet, and only the ticking sound of blood falling to the ground could be heard, and the ticking sound echoed in the empty hall: "Click, click......"
"You...... You ......" Venerable Qihu spilled blood from his mouth, and his bloody eyes widened as he looked at Xiao Cheng who was close at hand, his eyes were full of anger and consternation, he didn't want to believe that this qiē was true at all.
To him, Xiao Cheng is like a grasshopper, he can be trampled to death at any time, and he can be crushed into powder with a hard hand, Xiao Cheng's strength is too different.
He always played with Xiao Cheng as an idiot and enjoyed this desperate pleasure, until he had enough fun and got what he wanted, he could kill Xiao Cheng and the others at will.
And Xiao Cheng could only tremble in front of him. He couldn't believe that Xiao Cheng would dare to make a move against him, a Mahayana Venerable, and he didn't believe that Xiao Cheng could hurt him.
However, as soon as Qiē happened, it really happened, and he didn't even have time to react before he was pierced by Xiao Cheng's eyebrows, which is an extremely fatal position for a strong person in any realm......
A wave of remorse welled up in his heart, he regretted, regretted not killing Xiao Cheng in the first place, but regret was useless, and then, anger rose in his chest, but there was also a chill, although Xiao Cheng's cultivation was still shallow, but it made people palpitate.
Xiao Cheng held the hilt of the sword tightly in his right hand, his expression was calm, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked at the Qihu Venerable coldly, he didn't know if this sword could kill the Qihu Venerable.
However, there was no turning back when he took out the sword, and he never thought of turning back, and from the moment he stabbed this sword, he had cut off his own way back.
Even if the other party is a Mahayana Venerable, he has to fight hard, he is still fearless, even if he is an ant, he also has his blood and pride, he would rather die than take half a step back, rather than bend.
Ye Lingdie and Ning Qianyu looked at this scene blankly, there was a bang in their minds, a blank, their hearts throbbed, their souls were convinced, they were intimidated by Xiao Cheng's courage, and they were intimidated by Xiao Cheng's courage.
Xiao Cheng actually shot at the Mahayana Venerable, and he actually succeeded in piercing the Mahayana Venerable's head and anger, how is this possible? How can it be done?
How to do this, maybe it doesn't matter, what they are most concerned about at this time is, what will happen next, will Venerable Qihu be killed? Will Venerable Qihu fight back angrily?
There was an extremely tense feeling in the hall, and the air around it was completely frozen.
Venerable Qihu's body shook violently, and he only lost his mind for a moment, his sturdy figure shook, his face turned pale, and a puff of blood broke out in his eyes, and he roared angrily: "I...... Want...... Kill...... Finish...... You!"
Venerable Qihu paused word by word, and as he spoke, he had already raised his right hand, and the palm of Pu Fan's big hand slapped at Xiao Cheng's head heavily, seemingly slowly, but it was impossible to dodge, and slapped at Xiao Cheng impartially.
Xiao Cheng was alarmed, the secret path was not good, and he wanted to dodge the angry blow of the Qihu Venerable, but he had no chance at all.
There was a muffled sound, and the big hand slapped heavily on the door in front of Xiao Cheng, and with a muffled sound, Xiao Cheng's entire face collapsed, unrecognizable, and his seven orifices were bleeding, but his eyes stared at Qihu Venerable without blinking, and his eyes became brighter and brighter.
The blow was not as terrible as he had imagined, and although it was beyond the capacity of his body, it was not enough to kill him. Venerable Qihu struck an angry blow, because of the suppression of the Jiuding fragments, he could only exert a few points of strength.
After Venerable Qihu struck an angry blow, the majestic momentum of his whole body retreated like a tide, his spirit and spirit quickly withered, and his facial skin gradually dried up, revealing a fierce face with wrinkles and extremely old age.
"Won the bet!" Xiao Cheng roared in his heart, he could clearly sense that the vitality of Venerable Qihu's body was rapidly draining and was about to die, and at this time it seemed that he was only relying on his will to support him.
At this time, the excitement and nervousness in Xiao Cheng's heart could not be suppressed, because he was too excited, and his body trembled slightly. But he didn't stop, he would definitely not give Venerable Qihu a second chance to fight back, who knows what hole cards Venerable Qihu has.
Xiao Cheng used his wrist hard and tried to pull out the Qianzhen Four Elephant Sword, but Venerable Qihu's body was too strong, and he actually stuck the Qianzhen Four Elephant Sword. Xiao Cheng's heart moved, and the Four Elephant Sword became slightly smaller, and he pulled it out with a pop.
With Xiao Cheng's movements, Venerable Qihu's body shook, and he almost fell, and a vicious and vicious light flashed in the tiger's eyes. Xiao Cheng raised his leg and kicked sideways, kicking the body of Venerable Qihu away.
Xiao Cheng followed closely, and the Qianzhen Four Elephant Sword in his hand hummed, turning into a one-meter-long sword, the sword was swallowed, and a fierce sword power was released, and the thunder light on it flowed, making a crackling sound.
Three hundred and sixty degrees turned around and slashed in a whirlwind, the long sword broke through the air, and drew a dazzling match, with the momentum of the tornado thunder, condensing Xiao Cheng's whole body spirit and sword will, and frantically slashed towards the neck of the Qihu Venerable.
The cold light flashed, and there was no trace, and with a poof, the Qianzhen Four Elephant Sword broke through the skin of the Qihu Venerable, and with a quick pull, the skin and flesh of the neck were cut, and the blood spurted out, and the boiling qi and blood were like a fountain, and the arteries were cut off in an instant.
With this sword, Xiao Cheng originally planned to cut off the head of the Qihu Venerable, but the Qihu Venerable's body was too strong, even if the Qianzhen Four Elephant Sword was a top-grade flying sword and extremely sharp, it could still only cut a gap.
Under the action of the tremendous qi, the strong body of the Qihu Venerable flew out upside down and slammed into the hard wall, and with a bang, spiderweb-like cracks appeared on the wall.
Bang, Venerable Qihu's body rebounded, and fell to the ground with a muffled sound, his whole body convulsed, his resentful eyes were still staring at Xiao Cheng, his pupils gradually dilated, and the blood on his neck gushed out, steaming hot.
Xiao Cheng didn't know if the Qihu Venerable still had strength, his body turned into an afterimage, and in an instant, he came to the Qihu Venerable, let out a low roar like a fierce beast, stabbed out with all his strength, and stabbed into the eyebrows of the Qihu Venerable again.
Hundreds of sword lights erupted from the tip of the sword, rushing into the inside of the Qihu Venerable's skull, and the sword tip ejected an arc of Dao Dao, which also entered the Qihu Venerable's skull, and immediately, the brain tissue of the Qihu Venerable turned into a flocculent brain, flowing out of the sword hole behind the head.
Venerable Qihu's eyes widened, still staring at Xiao Cheng, blood spurted from his mouth, and he said word by word in an extremely fierce voice: "Must ...... Will...... You...... Broken corpses!The deity ...... Not going to die!"
After saying these few words, Venerable Qihu's tense body completely relaxed, lost his life, and a pair of bloody eyes stared at the dome coldly, not blinking, he never thought that his dignified Mahayana Venerable would be planted in the hands of an ant.
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