Immortal Emperor's marriage

Chapter 137 Kill me, you have to pay the price

Wan Zonghua's sleeves fluttered, with a mighty momentum, and a sneer on his face: "I have been famous for thousands of years, invincible in Qingyu, no one can touch my edge, and you want to kill me just because of your life and death?"

An Xiao's expression remained unchanged, he was carefree and happy, his eyes were like a deep spring, and he said indifferently: "Thousands of years ago, your Wan Zonghua's reputation was unrivaled and spread all over the world. The enemy, but now the time has passed and the situation has changed, and you have been reincarnated, you are just a lingering obsession left in the world, so why is it difficult for the old man to destroy you?"

If Wan Zonghua's deity is still there, he would not dare to make a sound even if Han Qiuser was killed, but it is a pity that Wan Zonghua's deity has long since died, and there is still a ray of obsession left, so he is not qualified Let him, the owner of the shadow building, be afraid!
After the words fell, An Xiao immediately shot.

"Thousand shadows kill."

The dark inscription patterns on An Xiao's body flickered, flickering on and off, and the world with a radius of tens of miles was dimmed at this moment, losing its color, like going from day to night, and you can't see your fingers.

huh huh huh.
Above An Xiao's head, a dark cloud appeared, making the world even darker. Immediately afterwards, thousands of phantoms flashed out of the dark cloud, like ghosts and ghosts, as fast as a stream of light, extremely strange.

These thousands of phantoms are holding various weapons, such as knives or spears, or swords or halberds. They are wrapped in mist and hidden in the darkness, like locusts crossing the border, crucian carp crossing the river, densely packed, covering the sky, and killing everyone. Zong Hua is obsessed.

Wan Zonghua's obsessive expression was ferocious: "I want to see how you kill me!"

Roar!
With a roar, Wan Zonghua's obsession exploded with unmatched power, his fists blasted wildly, the shadow of his fists roared into the sky, and the world was disturbed. The horror is boundless.

Countless fist shadows swept across, sweeping in all directions, the space trembled again and again, and those phantoms that came to kill all touched the edge of the fist shadow, they would instantly dissipate and turn into light spots.

But there are too many phantoms, even if Wan Zonghua is obsessed with attacking madly, it is difficult to kill them all, and he was severely injured by Han Qiuse before, and his strength was reduced by one point. At this moment, he is almost at strength exhaust!

Finally, Wan Zonghua's obsessive offensive dropped sharply, and his strength was less than three points of full strength. The fist shadow hit the phantom without pain or itching, and could no longer be destroyed. His whole body was overwhelmed by phantoms all over the sky. Passing through his body, strangling back and forth, he screamed all his life, and fell from the sky, splashing thick smoke and dust.

The smoke and dust dissipated, Wan Zonghua lay motionless on the ground, his hair was disheveled, his breath was vacant, his body was full of transparent holes, and his aura was completely damaged. .

"The old man said that it is not difficult to kill you."

An Xiao looked down at Wan Zonghua's obsession with his hands behind his back.

"Kill me, you have to pay the price!"

Wan Zonghua still has his last breath in his obsession. He has a ferocious face and a violent expression. He knows that he can no longer survive, but even if he dies, he still has to hold his back!
The next moment, his body suddenly swelled up like a balloon, and then turned into a stream of light, disappearing from the ground in the blink of an eye.

An Xiao's pupils froze, Wan Zonghua was obsessed with preparing to blow himself up and die with him?

He didn't dare to be careless, after all, the other party was obsessed with the ninth-level figure in the life and death realm, and the power of self-destruction was quite terrifying. At that moment, his sleeves were stretched out, surrounded by the aura of life and death, protecting his body.

When he was ready to meet the other party's self-destruction, his face changed suddenly, because Wan Zonghua's obsession did not rush towards him, but towards Han Qiuse who was adjusting his breath!
(End of this chapter)