Chapter 199 The Power of Devouring!

Not far away, Jian Ba ​​and others were stunned. Their eyes fell into Su Xing's hands and soon burst into laughter.

"Su Xing, what are you doing when you take out a broken bowl? Are you begging for food?"

"I'm so laughing. Do you want to be a full-fledged ghost on the way?"

"Hahaha! Is this the awakening of the Great Demon King? It turns out that even when death comes, you can panic here!"

"Come on! I still have a few chicken legs here, so I'll take them to eat."

"I have a pot of wine here, and I'll give it to you for free. One of the eight great young masters, I can't be a starving ghost!"

The people from Zhaojianmen laughed loudly and took out chicken legs, wine and other food, and threw them towards Su Xing.

The appearance of the Spirit-Devouring Bowl is indeed not good, but it is not so exaggerated.

After all, it is something used by martial artists, and the breath is quite mysterious. Zhao Jianmen and others obviously did it on purpose and did not miss any chance to ridicule Su Xing.

"Buzz!"

Su Xing didn't say anything, but his expression became cold.

As spiritual power was injected into the Spirit-Devouring Bowl, countless patterns at the bottom of the bowl lit up instantly.

The next moment, an extremely terrifying devouring force erupted from the self-devouring spirit bowl like a volcano.

With awakening as the center, all the lands within a radius of hundreds of meters were trapped in the darkness.

All the spiritual energy was swallowed up in an instant.

This place has become an absolute spiritual land.

The facial expressions of the people from the Zhanjian Sect, including Jian Ba, suddenly frozen, and there seemed to be a trace of remaining in the astonishment of his face, with the arrogance and ridicule of the previous arrogance.

The next moment, when the devouring force was applied to them, everyone was completely panicked.

"What's going on?"

"Ah... I feel that my cultivation is passing by, and there is an inexplicable tearing force in the space."

"I can't resist it! My spiritual veins are all signs of shattering."

A panic-disturbed voice kept ringing from the mouths of several people from the Jianmen Sect.

And Su Xing had already raised his sword and fought fiercely with the black-clothed dead man.

The black-clothed dead man was closest to Su Xing, and the devouring power he suffered was even stronger. When the sword light he swung through the air, before reaching Su Xing's body, the spiritual power in the sword light would be swallowed up.

This led to the power of the sword light being infinitely weakened.

In disguise, it is equivalent to weakening the cultivation of the black-clothed dead man.

"Click!"

Su Xing took all his strength and with one sword, he directly shattered the sword light of the black-clothed Dead Soldier.

"Only the power of Hunyuan level 1, this is easy to deal with!"

The face of the black-clothed dead man still had that cold look, and the dead gray in his pupils remained unchanged for thousands of years.

However, after his strength has been weakened for most of the time, he no longer looks so scary.

The situation completely reversed, and Su Xing had an absolute advantage, suppressing the black-clad dead soldiers.

If it weren't for the black-clad deadly fighting style that was not afraid of the dangerous and deadly fighting style, Su Xing would have already killed him.

"Chichi!"

Despite this, after more than ten rounds of confrontation, Su Xing found an opportunity and directly killed the black-clothed dead soldier with one sword.

"thump!"

As the head of the black-clothed dead man fell to the ground, Jian Ba ​​and others had lost their greatest support, their minds were completely in chaos.

"Swish!"

Su Xing put away the Spirit-Devouring Bowl, and the devouring power disappeared instantly.

However, there was no expression of relief on Jian Ba ​​and others' faces.

"Do you want to eat something and send it to you on your way? You just now were worried that I would become a starving ghost, so I should also think about you!"

Su Xing waved his hand and rolled up all the chicken legs, wine pots, etc. and threw them back to Jian Ba ​​and others.

Use his way to give back to him!

Although Su Xing did not curse, he directly returned the sarcastic actions of Jian Ba ​​and others just now.

This silent slap in the face made Jianba and the others twitch violently.

But, there is nothing we can do about it.

"Su Xing, don't go too far!" Jian Ba ​​said tremblingly.

"Overall?"

Su Xing shook his head. Is it considered excessive to just return the other party’s actions?

"Su Xing, you dare to kill us. Senior Brother Jianyi and Elder Xiaoshan Dou will not let you go."

"That's right! If you let us go, there is room for negotiation."

Several disciples from the Jianmen said with a harsh look on their faces.

Su Xing glanced at the few people, shook his head in disappointment, and said, "Didn't it mean that there are many talents in the Jade Sect? I think they are just a group of innocent and stupid people! When they are about to die, they dare to speak stubbornly!"

A dark brown sword light tore the air like lightning and appeared in front of several disciples of the Jian Sect.

These people could not be Su Xing's opponents in their heyday, not to mention that most of the cultivation in their bodies was lost under the influence of the Spirit-Devouring Bowl.

Although they did not sit and waited for death and were trying their best to resist, the sword light was as powerful as the black light of the god of death.

In just a few breaths, several elites from the Jian Sect fell to the ground and died.

"Now, it's your turn!" Su Xing pointed at Jian Ba.

"Su Xing, you must die a little!" Jian Ba ​​roared angrily, and his heart was also cold.

Su Xing was decisive in killing, and any threat would have no effect on him. As his opponent, this was definitely a terrible thing.

"call!"

Jian Ba ​​was breathing heavily, with a huge sense of vigilance and solemnity in his eyes.

The black-clothed dead soldier was killed, and several senior brothers of the same school also died.

Now, all he can rely on is himself.

"I'm not without the power of a battle!" Jian Ba ​​said. Since Luoshan Sect was defeated by Su Xing, he has practiced even harder, and his strength has increased a lot during this period.

Jian Ba ​​activated his cultivation without any reservation, and directly used the strongest killer move, the best spiritual technique "Sword Prison".

The endless sword energy whistled out of his body, evolved into dark light, covering Awakening.

"kill!"

The sword prison was formed, and the eyes of Jian Ba ​​suddenly showed joy, as if he had seen the dawn of victory. Amid the loud shout, the sword prison shone brightly, and dozens of dark lights lit up, cutting towards Su Xing.

"Die! Die!"

Looking at the figure awakened in the sword prison, Jian Ba ​​kept shouting in his heart.

The next moment, the ancient blood-croaked sword in Su Xing's hand suddenly burst out with a rich dark brown sword light, sweeping across the surroundings.

"Click!"

Dozens of dim lights that were cut across were swept through by the dark brown sword light and were cut and crushed.

Not only that, the dark brown sword light even shattered the sword of Jian Ba ​​with a destructive and rotten momentum.

"How could it be so strong?"

Jian Ba's face was filled with surprise.
Chapter completed!