The Legend of Mortal Killing Immortals

Chapter 55 The Boss Doomsday
Although it wasn't as terrifying as a thousand arrows piercing the heart, ten high-grade flying swords fell at the same time, and the aura of coercion mixed with it caused the entire warehouse to shake, and the air seemed to freeze at this moment.

"Don't... don't kill me! I am a disciple of the Hunyuan Sect, you have no right to kill me, if you kill me, you will be hunted down by the Hunyuan Sect for the rest of your life!" The flying sword fell towards him, but he didn't have any ability to resist.

Ten flying swords nailed the boss to the ground in an instant. The boss's eyes widened and he let out a wail. A dark brown inner alchemy that was slowly rotating in his dantian also cracked countless gaps at the same time, majestic His true vitality began to leak out of his body.

In just two or three breaths, the boss's face began to age rapidly, turning into the appearance of an old man over half a century old. After looking at Zhao Wou-ki bitterly, he swallowed his last breath.

The all-powerful boss of the Black Tiger Gang is dead!

Lu Chang and Wang Gang, who were watching in astonishment, opened their mouths at this time. Did the boss kill someone?

"Take it!" Zhao Wuji raised his finger, and the ten flying swords turned into several beams of light, which got into his cuffs, and flew out together, as well as the Tianluo Fire Plate and the Frost Ball.

"Is there any need to be so surprised? When dealing with these immortal cultivators, we must be very careful. If we don't cut the weeds and eradicate the roots, we will probably be the ones who die!" Zhao Wuji rolled his eyes at the frightened two people, followed Xing's set of rhetoric was given to the two of them intact, and then he manipulated the Tianluo fire pan to release a cluster of flames, burning the boss's body to ashes.

"Take it, your own magic weapons are not good! Hey!" After a series of work last night, Zhao Wuji threw back the two magic weapons to the two: "Okay, don't be surprised anymore, it's time to return to the soul." Already!"

Only then did the two of them feel relieved and swallowed their saliva. Lu Chang glanced at the warehouse gate and said, "Boss, this guy still has 37 subordinates at the gate. Did you kill them all?"

"Damn! I'm not a murderer, why did I kill them all? I just let them fall asleep!" Zhao Wuji scolded with a smile, then walked to the ashes formed by the boss's corpse, rubbed his chin and looked down.

(End of this chapter)