Villain: You Mentioned The Divorce, Why Are You Crying Now

In just an instant, the endless death air began to condense, and these invisible death air circled on the funeral knife.

In a short time, all the besieging aliens were enveloped.

The death energy entered the body, which shocked these eighth-rank alien races, and quickly mobilized energy to suppress the eroded organs in the body.

However, they discovered that all this was in vain!

My own energy has no effect on this dead energy at all, and even has a faint tendency to be assimilated!

The organs are withering, and the blood seems to be frozen.

"What kind of energy is this, and why does it destroy my organs?"

"Indestructible matter doesn't work!"

"Quick, get out of the black fog, or we won't last long!"

These menacing eighth-rank powerhouses were in a panic in the blink of an eye. At this moment, they just wanted to escape from the black mist.

Otherwise, it won't be long before the black mist alone can corrode them to death!

The dead air is still gathering.

This scene also attracted the attention of all low-level monks and all eighth-level monks.

When seeing the strange black mist gradually solidify, the eyes of all the strong men suddenly froze.

fear!

Their fighting consciousness is frantically warning, if they are contaminated with black mist, they will be seriously injured even if they don't die!

Terran camp.

Su Zhanyuan's old face had an extremely funny expression.

He was still worried about Su Yu before, and even planned to rush forward and explode himself. Even if he died, he would save Su Yu.

But reality gave him a slap in the face.

Su Yu alone caused more than a dozen late eighth-rank aliens to lose their fighting spirit.

Even... He didn't cut it with this knife.

"How could it be, what did Boy Yu go through, and how could he cultivate such a terrifying martial skill?" Su Zhanyuan looked at the dead air and black mist in front of him, and couldn't help but gasped.

He was sure that he left Su Yu only half a month ago.

How come, he can fight the eighth rank as soon as he arrives on the battlefield outside the territory?

Although he knew that Su Yu had killed the eighth rank of Hei Fei, but that was just a physical warrior who had just entered the eighth rank of golden body.

It is completely different from the dozen or so late-stage eighth-rank aliens in front of me.

Under his uncertain gaze, in front of him, Su Yu was slashing behind him with a knife, and his body was slightly bent, making a movement of accumulating power.

As the dead air black mist gathers to a certain extent.

Suddenly, the sharpness in Su Yu's eyes flickered, and the death energy lingered around the blade, slowly condensing a black mist dragon in the air.

"Let me take the funeral for you!"

"Bansheng!" A soft shout sounded, Su Yu held the hand of Zangtian Dao, his muscles bulged slightly, and he slashed out with one blow.

"Roar!"

At this moment, there seemed to be a dragon chant resounding in everyone's ears.

boom!

The black mist dragon opened its bloody mouth wide, holding the dead air blade in its mouth, tearing through the air, cutting off the space, and at a speed exceeding ten times the speed of sound, it bit a dozen alien eighth-rank powerhouses in one bite!

Boom!

A violent explosion resounded, and the black mist dragon exploded on the spot, penetrating into every hole, and the black mist that eroded the vitality, biting with a terrifying knife force.

"ah!"

"My indestructible matter is passing, help!"

"My lord! Help, I don't want to die!"

"Ugh!"

There were shrill screams one after another, and at the same time the black mist slowly dissipated, and only then did everyone see clearly what was going on inside.

In their horrified eyes, the light of the golden bodies of the eighth-rank aliens dissipated at an extremely fast speed, and at the same time, their vitality dissipated.

Until their last drop of energy was exhausted, their physical bodies fell apart.

Finally turned into nothingness.

From the time they were bitten by the black mist dragon to their death, two seconds passed!

At this moment, all eighth-rank powerhouses were terrified.

Beheaded dozens of late eighth-rank late golden body powerhouses in two seconds!

Together with the indestructible material and spiritual power...to be wiped out together!

"call..."

As the vitality of these alien races withered away, the black mist also slowly dissipated.

Even though the black mist dissipated, there was still death energy in that area. In the sky, several aliens of the sixth rank of martial arts walked under the black mist.

Then they didn't even make a sound, and died under the horrified eyes around them!

In an instant, no one dared to approach this area.

In front of Su Yu, the big-horned alien watched all this even more dullly, with a little bit of fear in its eyes.

In the end, when he saw Su Yu's half-smile expression, he immediately cried out.

"Quick! Come here all of them!"

"Kill him, kill him for me!"

The big-horned alien pointed in the direction of Su Yu, screaming and roaring with panic and fear in his tone.

He is looking at himself, he is smiling at himself!

His goal is himself!

call out!

The voice of this alien descendant of the Holy God sounded, and immediately, all the aliens gave up attacking and rushed here, protecting him behind him.

At the same time, every eighth-rank expert looked at Su Yu vigilantly.

Their whole bodies were tense, as if they were afraid that Su Yu would attack again just now.

Nearly 300 aliens of eight ranks came here together.

They had a hunch in their hearts that the bloody beast in front of them had to be killed first, otherwise with him around, the possession would probably be reversed!

Seeing this, many eighth ranks of the human race came behind Su Yu one after another.

At this moment, no matter how strong or weak they were, they looked at Su Yu with a trace of awe and respect.

In a world where martial arts are respected, the strong will always be admirable.

Obviously, Su Yu has completely convinced them.

Half-step eighth-rank, killing more than a dozen late-stage eighth-rank aliens with one blow!

The absolute posture of a martial artist!

Seeing Su Yu's fighting state disappear, Su Zhanyuan also flew to Su Yu's side, his eyes complicated and pleased, and said: "Boy Yu..."

He really wanted to say something, but he couldn't get it out of his mouth.

All he knows is...

At this moment, the importance of my grandnephew will be unmatched, even if there are eight dead lights present...

Escort him back safely!

Using the one-hit Burial Saber technique, Su Yu felt his already uncontrollable Qi and blood start to agitate again.

In the spine, there is a hint of immortality.

He understands that this is the generation of indestructible matter, although it is still very weak...but...there is already this trend!

Even among the hundreds of millions of cells in the body, one has already produced a weak... immortal breath!

Fighting is indeed the best shortcut to improve your strength!

Su Yu feels refreshed all over. At this moment, his body is like a suppressed active volcano, which is in a state of eruption at any time.

Turning to look at Fifth Uncle, Su Yu knew what he meant.

but...

He really doesn't need it!

Su Yu smiled slightly, then turned around, and said softly to those eighth-rank humans who wanted to come forward to help: "Everyone, I am enough here."

"Go to another place."

He said these words very lightly, but there was an unquestionable domineering and absolute tone.

The bodies of all races suddenly shook.

This young master of the Su family wants one person...to fight two hundred and seventy-two eighth rank? !

How can it be!

Even if it's Ninth Grade, don't you dare to say these big words?

You must know that although most of these alien races are at the beginning of the eighth rank, there are also many late eighth rank and peak peaks!

In the eighth-rank state, the minimum blood energy is 100,000 calories, and the peak is 990,000 calories!

With the recovery ability of indestructible matter and the power of destruction, their combat power can no longer be calculated by pure blood value!

Under the siege of so many eighth ranks, even the mid-ninth rank martial arts masters may die here.

Su Yu is one and a half steps up to the eighth grade...how dare you do that!

Su Zhanyuan said even more anxiously: "Don't be foolish, hurry back to me!"

He is really anxious.

However, Su Yu ignored it, and at the same time, he no longer suppressed the terrifying energy in his body that had reached a critical value.

Boom!

The momentum bloomed, and the terrifying coercion swept the entire area.

"Let's fight!"

After the words fell, Su Yu's figure rushed out in an instant, and went straight to the front of the 272 eighth-rank aliens!

He wants...to fight all eight ranks alone!

Prove to the Eighth Grade Ultimate Realm!