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Four hundred and eighty-eighth chapter anger(2/2)

"This guy is so arrogant!"

"Come together and kill him!"

Some strong men rushed out, each offered their treasures, and went to kill Su Yi.

These are all subordinates of Sikong Bao. If placed in other places in Daxia, they would definitely be the top figures in the evil way. Their hands are all stained with blood and they are extremely cruel.

Their fighting methods are also very rich and sophisticated, and as soon as they take action, they use all kinds of dangerous secret techniques and treasures.

For a moment, the poisonous mist billowed, the evil energy raged, and the blood light shot out, all shrouding Su Yi.

Scenes like that are enough to make most Yuandao monks in the world tremble.

But in Su Yi's opinion, it was completely unsightly.

boom!

I saw his sleeves and robes fluttering, and his right hand swept across the air.

A stream of clear-colored sword energy rose across the sky, and suddenly turned into thousands of sword rains and swept away. The dense sword energy was like a torrent, destroying everything and invincible.

An eardrum-biting roar resounded.

All kinds of vicious and deadly secret techniques and treasures exploded into pieces, completely like paper, unable to withstand the power of the sword energy.

Immediately afterwards, shrill screams rang out.

Scarlet blood splattered.

In the blink of an eye, those strong men who took action were all killed by the sword energy pouring down like a torrential rain. Their bodies were crushed, their flesh and blood flew everywhere, and their souls were crushed into powder.

Both form and spirit are destroyed.

The sword energy is raging, killing the enemy with the flick of your sleeves!

Xia Jingyu took in a breath of cold air and looked horrified.

Taoist Aunt Feng, who had a traditional temperament, was standing in front of Xia Jingyu with a sword in hand, her brows and eyes were solemn, as if she was facing a formidable enemy.

Sitting at the head table, Sikong Bao couldn't calm down at all. He stood up suddenly, his face was ashen, and a strange black flame totem appeared on his smooth head.

"At the Lingqu Conference, this guy was still at the Bigu Realm. Just now, he has already entered the Yuanfu Realm, and his combat power is so terrifying..."

Gu Cangning was also trembling in his heart, and was deeply shocked by Su Yi's understatement of power.

At this time, the hall was in a mess, with corpses lying on the ground and blood filling the air.

Su Yi stood in the center of the hall, his green shirt was as green as jade, and his expression was as calm as ever.

The faces of Sikong Bao's few remaining subordinates had changed drastically, and their expressions were full of fear and horror.

Su Yi has no nonsense.

Not bothering to talk nonsense, he walked towards Sikong Baoxing.

Yue Shichan was a good figure in swordsmanship that Su Yiji admired, but he never thought that he would be almost ruined by someone today.

How can Su Yi not be angry?

Once he gets angry, he never cares about the consequences. Even if the King of Heaven comes, I can't stop him!

"Su, you are really... looking for death!!!"
Chapter completed!
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