Mystic God-level Emperor System

"kill me?"

Master Xuanji looked Su Han up and down.

There is no gang energy fluctuation.

There is no true energy fluctuation.

Blood loss.

The body is about to perish.

This is just an old man with one and a half feet in the coffin, and he wants to kill him?

"Mister, are you crazy?"

Master Xuanji smiled lightly.

"Master, this person is supposed to be a die-hard loyalist of the Shanhe Sword Sect.

The other party didn't say anything about the king, and now he sent such a bad old man to humiliate you, and asked his disciple to kill him with a sword. "

A young swordsman with an indifferent expression walked slowly towards Su Han.

Judging by his age, he is only about twenty-five or six years old, but his body exudes the aura of the seventh-level fetal breath state.

The swordsmen around looked at him with a hint of awe.

"Reverend Xuanji, is he Huang Xin?

As expected, he is worthy of being the leader of the younger generation of Xuanji Sword Sect, who has stepped into the seventh level of Fetal Breath Realm at a young age.

In a few years, maybe he will be a master of the innate realm just like you and me. "

General Flying Dragon smiled lightly.

There was a restrained smile on Xuanji's face, although he was proud in his heart, he couldn't help saying a few words of humility:

"Where did General Feilong say, Huang Xin is too young, and still needs a lot of tempering.

Sometimes a good material is good, but if it is not carefully crafted, it is difficult to bloom its brilliance. "

"It makes sense."

General Feilong nodded slightly, subconsciously looking towards the Shanhe Sword Sect.

There is always a question in my mind that I can't figure out.

How did the other party put out the fire just now?

"Some people say that some old people will rely on their old age to sell their old age.

Do you think you are this type of person?

You humiliated my master just now, don't beg for mercy under my sword later. "

Huang Xin stood still in front of Su Han, and said calmly.

Everyone looked at Su Han indifferently, many of them had a hint of sarcasm in their eyes, but some couldn't bear to see that Su Han was so old.

It's just that in the current situation, no one dared to intercede for Su Han. The Shanhe Sword Sect was related to King Shang Yin's death, so it was destined to be exterminated and ransacked.

"Young man, don't talk too much."

Su Han smiled.

"Xuan Ji Sword!"

The killing intent in Huang Xin's eyes flashed away, and the next moment he sacrificed his natal magic weapon, a second-level low-level long sword, from Danhai!

Infuriatingly breathed out, covering the long sword, with a sharp sword intent, he stabbed at the center of Su Han's eyebrows!

"This is a second-tier divine weapon..."

The surrounding sergeants and swordsmen who were still in the physical state showed envy in their eyes.

Just this second-tier magical weapon has increased Huang Xin's strength by an unimaginable amount.

Generally speaking, if you face it with the breath of the fetus, if you don't have the magic weapon by your side, you won't be an opponent at all.

"die!"

Huang Xin's long sword tapped lightly between Su Han's eyebrows, and then with a faint smile on his face, he turned around and walked towards Master Xuanji.

"Master, those who disrespected you have died at the hands of disciples."

Huang Xin cupped his fists and said.

"This sword is not bad."

Master Xuanji nodded slightly.

Seeing this, Elder Sun and the others began to praise him one after another.

Many swordsmen of the Xuanji Sword Sect can only secretly envy Huang Xin's talent in their hearts, but they have to show admiration on the surface.

"If there is a teacher, there must be a disciple."

Su Han sighed softly.

The surrounding voices were suddenly silenced, and it became a little silent.

In the eyes of everyone, Su Han, who should have died long ago, is acting like a normal person?

The other party hadn't revealed his true energy just now, he hadn't released his stellar energy just now, he was clearly an ordinary old man, and if he was stabbed by Huang Xin's sword, his brain would probably be muddled!

Huang Xin turned to look at Su Han with a look of astonishment.

Master Xuanji also showed a look of astonishment on his face.

General Feilong was startled, and the eyes he looked at Su Han suddenly became a little dignified.

"You thrust out the sword, but you can't even judge whether the enemy is dead or alive?

This kind of talent, I'm afraid swordsmanship is not suitable for you, maybe you should practice swordsmanship instead, at least you can cut off people's heads and know life and death. "

Su Han persuaded with a smile.

Huang Xin's face suddenly became extremely ugly.

He also had deep doubts in his heart.

how come?

The sword just now had clearly pierced the opponent's vital point.

Infuriatingly breathless, although there is no obvious wound between the brows of the other party, his brain must have become a paste long ago.

Why are you still standing here alive, and mocking him even more?

"You play tricks!"

Huang Xin saw that everyone was looking at him with weird eyes, and under the humiliation in his heart, he rushed towards Su Han again.

The sword light flickered, and in an instant, Huang Xin stabbed Su Han more than a hundred times, each of which was basically on Su Han's vital points.

Such as eyebrows, heart mouth.

"Should he be dead?"

Huang Xin let out a mouthful of turbid air, and the true energy in his body was almost exhausted. He used all his strength for every sword strike!

"Too light."

Su Han laughed again.

"hiss--"

Everyone gasped in unison, isn't this dead?

Is the other party an invulnerable barbarian?

Master Xuanji and General Feilong finally came to their senses, and the latter lost his voice: "Heng Lian Xiantian?"

"Horrential refining innate?"

Huang Xin stood there blankly.

Could it be that he has been dealing with a strong man who has reached the innate state by using horizontal exercises just now?

Everyone gasped again, and finally realized why the opponent could not die under the sword.

"Huang Xin, come back quickly!"

Master Xuanji shouted in a deep voice.

"yes!"

Huang Xin turned around and ran towards Master Xuanji. The next moment, he saw a headless body, which was so familiar.

"So familiar..."

Huang Xin's head fell to the ground, and his eyes were lifeless.

The headless body also ran a few steps and fell to the feet of Master Xuanji.

Blood flowed all over the place!

"you……"

Master Xuanji stared at Su Han, gritted his teeth, and said word by word:

"Even if you are an innate genius today, I will cut off your flesh and blood with one sword after another!"

bass!

The innate stellar energy swept out from his body, and the aura of the sixth level of the innate realm was several times stronger than that of Ouyang Hao back then.

In an instant, Master Xuanji turned into a dazzling little golden man, and charged towards Su Han with a sword.

"Reverend Xuanji, I'll help you!"

General Feilong gave a loud shout.

The sergeants around immediately got ready, and some crossbow archers took out their crossbows one after another, aiming at Su Han, as long as they find the right time, they will pull the trigger!

The little golden man quickly came to Su Han, and Su Han slapped it casually, and the stellar energy on Master Xuanji's body instantly shattered.

After being hit by Su Han's palm in his chest, he flew upside down without a word, and landed heavily next to Huang Xin's corpse.

Master Xuanji's chest was turned into blood mist by the terrifying palm force, and he died suddenly on the spot.

After seeing this scene, General Feilong's face suddenly showed horror, and he almost peed on the spot! He couldn't hold back his offensive anymore, he could only watch himself approaching Su Han with his own eyes...