Urban Supreme King

Chapter 265 Su

Hong Jun looked at Xue Shura and smiled: "You are the most powerful person among the younger generation of Kunlun Immortal Sect. Use your body to achieve my supreme path!" He said the lancet in Hong Jun's hand Slash out.

Immediately, Blood Shura's head flew out, followed by fresh blood spraying out like a spring. Su Xiaobai looked at the scene in front of him and couldn't help thinking of the scene where Blood Shura massacred those low-level disciples in the Grand Canyon. Hong Jun's method seems to be no different from Xue Shura's.

The blood sprayed, Hong Jun's figure moved continuously, and the silver needles in his hand were thrown out one after another, piercing Xue Shura's headless body. out.

But the strange thing is that Blood Shura's body began to shrink. From a young man in his 20s, he became as dry as an old woman's body in a short time, and at the broken part of his neck, there was a The mass is like a blood mass the size of a pigeon egg.

The blood mass floated gently at the fracture, as if it was constantly absorbing the inner strength in the blood, Hong Jun was full of excitement: "Su Xiaobai, have you seen it? Wait a while and you will That’s right.”

When the blood stopped flowing, Hong Jun walked over, stretched out his head, opened his mouth, and swallowed the blood ball with enjoyment on his face: "Su Xiaobai, I will kill you later, the death of this blood Shura It can be pushed on you, are you ready now?"

"Snapped!"

Su Xiaobai suddenly became violent, and slapped this guy on the face, and directly sent Hong Jun flying: "I'm ready for your sister!"

Hong Jun couldn't believe it: "How is it possible, how can you break free from the technique of immobilization that I have practiced so hard!"

Su Xiaobai stepped forward and stepped on Hong Jun's face: "You are useless to me, but judging by your current cultivation, many people in this Kunlun Immortal Sect should have died in your hands!"

Hong Jun seemed to come back to his senses, with a wry smile on his face: "After all, I still can't kill you, you kill me!"

"Kill you? It's too cheap for you." Su Xiaobai said as two blue lights shot out from his eyes, and he directly started to read Hong Jun's memory. Having this method of blood refinement may seem crooked, but it is indeed a way to break through the cultivation level. Several of my clones are all at the Nine Palaces Realm.

And Su Xiaobai didn't believe that the Nine Palaces realm was the highest realm of martial arts. It might be possible to improve it again, and this method might have a certain effect.

From Hong Jun's memory, this body-fixing technique is simply a way of blocking the acupuncture points, which prevents the meridians from running, thus playing the role of body-fixing. It is relatively simple to say, but the technique requires a lot.

However, with Su Xiaobai's current strength and experience, coupled with Hong Jun's memory, it is relatively easy to master, and this method of blood refining makes Su Xiaobai's eyebrows twitch. The improvement of speed reading can generally absorb half of the internal energy of a blood-refined person, and it has a miraculous effect when breaking through bottlenecks.

After reading Hong Jun's memory, Su Xiaobai suddenly took out the iron sword in his hand, stabbed it fiercely, and pierced Hong Jun's belly fiercely.

This sword did not penetrate his body, but directly destroyed Hong Jun's Dantian. This guy had too many thoughts. According to Su Xiaobai's original intention, killing him directly would avoid a lot of trouble, but now that his Dantian is destroyed, The main reason why his cultivation was completely ruined was because of the death of Blood Shura.

After all, Blood Shura is the leader of the younger generation of Kunlun Immortal Sect. He disappeared and died inexplicably. It is easy to trace him here, and his identity is still very useful. After all, the water mixed with Mengxi's corpse fluid has not been sent out yet. .

Leaving Hong Jun's little life, of course, he used his belt bag to use it. One sword abolished Hong Jun's cultivation base, and Su Xiaobai stabbed with Shujian again, cutting off the ligaments of his hands and feet, completely crippling this guy. Lose.

"You have the guts to kill me!" Hong Jun knew that even if he didn't die today, even if the trauma healed, he would not be able to become a martial artist.

"You reminded me that you can still speak!" Su Xiaobai said and punched Hong Jun's neck, directly breaking his vocal cords.

After finishing these, Su Xiaobai clapped his hands and smiled, "Okay, now I can hand you over to Kunlun Xianzong." As he said that, his face was rippling, and in a blink of an eye, he turned into a cold look again .

"You all come here!" After leaving the tent, Su Xiaobai went to the tents of several other people in the dining room.

The fat man had a frightened look on his face, they naturally heard the sound of fighting in Su Xiaobai's tent, but they dared not go there, and now they were pulled out by Su Xiaobai, they were all terrified.

"Fatty, go find Mr. Feng... Uncle Feng, Blood Shura was killed by Hong Jun! You guys are guarding around here, I suspect that Hong Jun may have other helpers!"

"Okay, okay... I'll go." The fat man agreed, and ran out with his two carrot-like thighs.

Just as Su Xiaobai expected, just over ten minutes later, a figure flew towards this side quickly. The person who came was none other than Old Monster Feng. This old guy was no different from before. Change, but it is a face full of anger.

"What happened to my disciple?" Old Feng asked in a deep voice as soon as he appeared and glanced at everyone with his eyes.

Su Xiaobai took a step forward: "I don't know either. That Hong Jun said he wanted to find a man and a woman to practice some kind of blood refinement technique, so he wanted to arrest me. He killed Xue Shura first. Fortunately, I was more alert and fought back." Hong Jun, that guy is now in my tent."

Old Monster Feng entered Su Xiaobai's tent with a flash of his body. He looked at the head of Blood Shura, then at Hong Jun who fell on the ground, and the lancet.

"why why!"

The hysterical cry of Old Monster Feng came from the tent, and Su Xiaobai looked curious. Although Blood Shura was his proud disciple, the cry was too miserable. Could it be that there was something wrong between the master and the student? A dark secret.

But after Su Xiaobai entered the tent, he found that Hong Jun had been chopped off by the furious old monster Feng, and he was already dead and could not die again, which made him speechless.

"She is dead, you have to be buried with her!" Old Monster Feng looked like a madman, with a cold voice.

The fat man who ran back panting, saw the scene in front of him, shrank his neck and shouted: "Uncle Feng, look at the writing on the ground."

Su Xiaobai looked along the fat man's finger, where Hong Jun was lying just now, there was a bloody letter: "Su!"

"Su?" Old Monster Feng muttered these two words in a low voice. Everyone was confused. Su Xiaobai cursed secretly. How could Hong Jun still write when his hands and feet were severed.

(End of this chapter)