The Legend of Mortal Killing Immortals

Chapter 341
"True vitality, you are indeed a human cultivator!" The black king was startled, and then he couldn't help laughing again when he saw Zhao Wuji's cultivation.
But he was still extremely afraid of the golden light surrounding Zhao Wuji. Although he could see that it should be a magic weapon, he couldn't see through the quality of the magic weapon. Judging from its power to cut iron like mud, he You have to be vigilant.

But even though he thought so, he would never have imagined that on a human monk he looked down upon, there was a high-grade flying sword that could only be possessed by an immortal!

The evil tiger fired with all its strength, with the power to be one man and ten thousand men invincible, completely restraining hundreds of little monsters, making Zhao Wuji break through the group of little monsters, and go straight to the king of chaos.

"Well done! A mere human cultivator at the peak of the Golden Core dares to fight against the demon king at the peak of my fading ancestors. I really don't know how to live or die!" The black king's eyes flashed fiercely, and the nails on his hands instantly lengthened, and he greeted Zhao Wuji past.

The demon cultivator itself is physically strong and powerful. Even if he is in the same state as a human monk, his strength is far higher than that of a human monk. Therefore, the power of the black king at this time is completely comparable to the realm of a human monk when he turned into a baby. It is easy to crush a Golden Core Stage to death during the infant stage, just like an adult dealing with a kindergarten child.

To deal with this kind of opponent, the gangster king is sure to kill him in one blow, and then he will besiege the evil tiger together with his own little monsters, and he will win without expending too much energy.

But he didn't expect that the human monk in front of him, whom he didn't pay attention to at all, was not an ordinary immortal cultivator at the peak of Jindan!
"Boom!" There was a crisp sound, and the nails of the King of Chaos collided with the Jinchen sword.

The black king only felt a numbness in his hand, and three nails were broken by the impact!

He was shocked immediately, and quickly retreated three feet away, looking at Zhao Wou-ki in disbelief.

His nails are also his biggest killer, not to mention the magic weapon of ordinary monks, even the hardest Xuantian iron in the world of cultivating immortals, there will be a few dents under his grasp, but seeing himself and the opponent The flying sword hit him, and the flying sword was intact, but his nails were broken. How is this possible?

(End of this chapter)