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Naturally, this distorted rumor could not flow into his ears.

At this moment, he is moving in the direction of Zhougong Mountain, constantly facing the Killing Saint.

The cultivation of the Emperor Zhun is indescribably fast.

The speed of killing the saint is naturally not slow, even if there are countless mountains and rivers from Zhougong Mountain.

But soon, Su Xuanji sensed that there was a strong - breath approaching.

He didn't hide himself deliberately, and even let out some breath, constantly telling the people who came and went that he was here.

Soon, that powerful aura locked onto him and came towards him with extreme speed.

Su Xuanji revealed his figure, stopped in place, and waited silently.

After five breaths, an old man described as withered appeared not far in front of him.

The old man was dressed in gray linen and sat cross-legged on a blanket.

The blanket exuded wisps of coercion, which Su Xuanji noticed instantly.

This pressure is like a rolling sea of ​​anger, covering the sky and the sun. If the few people who were looking for him before were here, I am afraid that they would not be able to stand up at this moment.

But for Su Xuanji, it was nothing.

But it is the prestige of a saint, he is a quasi-emperor cultivation base, and it will not have any influence at all.

Seemingly seeing through this, the old man on the opposite frowned almost undetectably.

This old man with a face full of ravines is naturally killing the saint.

He had seen Su Xuanji's portrait a long time ago, so as soon as he discovered Su Xuanji, he immediately came over.

He thought that when the other party saw him, there was nothing he did.

Just the leather blanket he was sitting on would make the other party kneel immediately, even crying and begging for mercy.

But the other party is still hanging in the air, standing upright, like a peerless sword unsheathed!

And he stopped him, but he didn't have the slightest fear or doubt, a young face, full of calm and calm, without the slightest panic.

Such an outstanding practitioner deserves to be the most eye-catching genius of the Su family, Su Xuanji, the son of the goddess Su.

But the more calm and composed Su Xuanji behaves, the more murderous the sage's heart is.

"Do you know who I am?" Killing Saint stared at Su Xuanji and said coldly.

His voice was old and low, like a peerless blade buried in an ancient abyss, wiped for a long time, but still majestic and dignified, not to be offended.

All the flying birds around, suddenly cut off all vitality at this moment and fell down.

Su Xuanji raised his eyebrows, and his eyes fell on the leather blanket under Killing Saint.

"Make your past success into a trophy, and wear it on your body all day to show off. Who are you, do you still need to ask?" Su Xuanji said sarcastically.

Ancient sages are highly respected beings.

And such an existence, after death, was made a stepping stone by the killing saint.

The end is not tragic, but it also shows the end of the weak all the time.

Of course, the ancient sages are not weak, but in contrast, there are always strengths and weaknesses.

Those who survive are the strong, and those who die are only the weak, the stepping stone for the strong, no matter how strong they were.

There is no way to argue this.

There is no need to argue, a big fist is the last word.

Even so, Su Xuanji despised Killer's use of the ancient sage's skin to show his power.

In addition to frightening the weak, the biggest effect of this move is to tell the world that I kill the saints are the strong ones who assassinated the saints of the past!

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I kill the saint is very powerful, you should all bow your head and be your servant!

In Su Xuanji's view, the weak can show off their power when they are weak, and the strong need not.

"Junior, in your eyes, the trophies that Ben Killer used to be a show off?" Killer said gloomily.

In an instant, the surrounding world became icy cold.

All the monks who passed by this place unintentionally, all stiffly and quickly fell downwards.

And while falling, it turned into an ice sculpture.

If it hits the ground, it will inevitably be torn apart, and it will be difficult to save any cultivation.

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Su Xuanji frowned, then waved his hand, the ice layer covering the bodies of those unlucky bastards was instantly unsealed, and people immediately regained their ability to move.

In the next second, they all fled in panic in all directions.

Although they don't know what happened, they all know that it is very dangerous here.

It's definitely not something they can set foot on, it's still the best way to go!

At the same time, Su Xuanji smiled lightly, looked at the killing saint and sarcastically said: "In my opinion, you are like a mortal who walks the streets and alleys in a book, beating gongs and drums while shouting 'my strength' Max come and hire me'

"You actually compare me to..." Killing Saint was instantly furious.

He did not expect that this Su Xuanji was such a eloquent person!

When he speaks, he is so angry, when has he been so angry in the past thousand years!

Suddenly, Sacred Sage found out, and counted it down, every time he was angry recently, it was because of the Su family and Su Xuanji!

The people of the Su family dared to offend him, they deserved death!

In an instant, Killing Saint subconsciously wanted to shoot and ended up Su Xuanji Wu.