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Chapter 1182

On the other side.

"Fu Yi, don't we do it?" Fu Ren was eager to try.

"No hurry, someone is willing to fully test Su Xuan's strength. Isn't it better? Just let this group of waste try Su Xuan's strength." Fu Yi said quietly.

When he does things, he pays attention to the word "stability" and does not let others try Su Xuan's strength. He is really uneasy to take action directly.

At this moment.

Sui Jian and others took action.

"kill!"

Drink it out at will with just one word kill.

In an instant, the more than twenty young monsters rushed towards Su Xuan.

"Flying Fairy Sword Kill!"

"Loose Sky Sword Slash!!"

"Square-side Divine Fist!!!"

............

These people didn't hold back.

Whether it is true qi or immortal, it has been born to the extreme.

Amid the fluctuations of power, layer upon layer of space debris are collapsing.

The murderous intent and evil aura that made the scalp burst fill the space.

The top-grade immortal weapons and even half-step ancestral weapons were filled with immortal sources, and they tried their best to kill Su Xuan.

Boom boom boom...

Each attack was at the level of destroying the world, and the entire Immortal Burial Realm was trembling, roaring.

Especially Sui Jian, the strength of the second level of the Immortal Lord was revealed at a glance.

But he saw that his expression was slightly ferocious, and the sword light in his hand was radiating billions, and the sword intent was at the early stage of the eighth stage, combined with a set of sword magical powers...

"hiss!"

The sword in his hand moved, as if he wanted to tear the stars and cut off the immortal sky.

Very shocking.

The sword swung it, it was like a god of swordsmanship.

Ning Qingqing was fine. At this moment, there were still some means and magic weapons that could barely resist the locking of these evil auras and murderous auras, but his little face was also pale.

Xuan Chuqing could hardly stand, the kind that was suffocating.

Fortunately, Su Xuan grabbed her little hand and the real air flowed into her body to help her resist.

"Sui Jian is still a little bit powerful." Fu Yi whispered, of course, it was just a little bit.

At this moment.

Su Xuan raised his head and said directly: "Space storm, space interception, space strangulation, space gravity, space squeezing, space tearing, space superposition, space movement!"

One by one, one by one, use the magical powers of space!!!

Su Xuan seemed to be a chanting poet.

Don't move.

It is the pronunciation of the characters fluttering.

It is the law of space wandering.

But the effect was very good. In the blink of an eye, the 20 geniuses who had already rushed over seemed to be imprisoned and bound, as if they were stuffed into a surging swamp.

The speed is more than ten times slower.

It is very difficult to operate the Xianyuan and use martial arts.

In addition, they looked at Su Xuan, Xuan Chuqing, Ning Qingqing, and could clearly see it, but it seemed like a mirror and a water moon.

Very strange.

Following closely.

The deadly breath is coming!!!

The sword in space seemed to be about to cut across its body and internal organs, and the pressure in space seemed to be about to tear apart its body's defense...

Some of these 20 geniuses have begun to be ferocious, struggled, and tried their best to retreat. Their faces are solemn, pale, and extremely frightened.

pity.

Where do you attack whenever you want, and retreat whenever you want?

"Bang!Bang!Bang!Bang!!"

Sudden bursts sounded.

The body and soul explode together.

Those 20 geniuses died one by one under the magical power of space.

After a few breaths.

Only Sui Jian is left.

Sui Jian was not feeling well at this time, but it was not fatal.

He held the long sword of the half-step ancestral weapon, and kept slashing the magical powers of the space law in front of him.

Wear armor at the level of half-step ancestral weapon.

Moreover, there are also top-level body techniques that are extremely proficient.

Only in this way can one achieve bare resistance.

But the immortal source is about to run out.

Too much consumption.

His face was very pale.

I was frightened by billions of times, and I couldn't believe that how could a boy from the ninth level of the Great Emperor have such strength?????

How is that possible?

Su Xuan looked at Sui Jian quietly.

Did not continue to take action.

Because, it's enough.

With these magical powers of space laws, Sui Jian would die, but he would have to struggle to breathe more than other so-called geniuses who had already died.

really.

After six or seven breaths.

"No!!!!" Sui Jian was desperate and roared in despair. The immortal source was completely exhausted. His legs and feet seemed to be filled with lead and could not be sold anymore. The sword in his hand could not be wielded, and the burning pain was like torn and tear the internal organs.

After a moment.

Sui gradually died.

The soul and body burst together.

Around it, there was a cold silence.

Xu Kang, Xu Xu and the remaining twenty or thirty geniuses were very lucky.

Fortunately, I held my mind.

Su Jian was not fooled by Sui Jian to intercept Su Xuan.

"The spatial laws of the eighth stage and inexplicably mastered more than ten magical powers of space laws, are indeed extraordinary and shocking." Fu Yi Youyou said to himself.
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