The Legend of Mortal Killing Immortals

Chapter 250 Tu (4)

Although Sui Xing was not in a deep sleep at this time, he was also hovering in a state of depression, unable to help at all.

Turn around!

Zhao Wou-ki didn't intend to continue the meaningless fight, he was already tired of the Fusang Palace monks who fought one after another and were not afraid of death.

He has only one purpose, and that is to kill Sakurai Hiroshi!

Whoever comes to stop him will surely die!

But the opportunity is only for a moment. If you use the alternate body now and become a cultivator at the ascension stage, if the opponent is prepared, it will be extremely difficult for you to kill Sakurai Hiroshi within ten seconds. After all, the opponent is a broken body Generally speaking, the peak period is almost the same as the ascension period, only one step away!
And the immortal cultivator in the ascension stage that I have transformed into is only in the early stage of ascension, and there is great resistance when facing three stages of breaking the body at the same time.

Chance……

Zhao Wuji couldn't continue to waste his strength manipulating the flying sword. At the moment when the three of them rushed towards him, he suddenly turned the flying sword under his feet and went straight up to the sky.

"Want to run?" Miyamoto snorted coldly, quickly flipped his hands and pinched the method, and pointed 71 times in the sky!
Countless red silk threads like spider webs suddenly appeared in the sky, and they were intersected to block the entire air. A huge evil ghost's head appeared on the silk threads, as if opening its mouth and roaring.

"Boundary!" Zao Wou-ki is now well-informed, seeing the vision of the sky above his head, he couldn't help shrinking his pupils, and quickly stopped his figure, but at this time Tokugawa had already waved his fist like a hammer, Facing himself smashed over.

Zhao Wou-ki quickly dodged with his sword, but Tokugawa's movements seemed slow, but he reached in front of him in the blink of an eye, and he could even feel that huge iron fist as if it was torn apart along with the air.

In desperation, Zao Wou-ki grabbed a handful of talismans and threw them in front of him. The talismans were of different ranks, the lowest rank was ten, and the highest was rank four.

A trace of disdain flashed in Tokugawa's eyes, and the piercing iron fist instantly tore apart several low-level spells, but the high-level spells could not be destroyed by his iron fist.

"Rank [-] Thunderbolt Talisman?" Tokugawa was taken aback. He didn't expect that there would be a tier [-] talisman hidden in this seemingly low-level talisman!

(End of this chapter)