God level swordsman

Chapter 266 Boiling Shit
At this time, Zhao Tai didn't know that he had been targeted by Yong Buhui of the Feihong Sect, and wanted to recruit him as his son-in-law.

Yong Buhui's words are true or false, he does have the idea of ​​marrying Yong Bing, but whether that person is Zhao Tai or not is not the most important thing.

In his opinion, Meng Yangzhou from Acacia Village is also a good match.

There are so many young heroes in the rivers and lakes, and there are still ten fingers who want to find someone who can match Yong Bing.

A purple beam several feet long slashed down in an instant, leaving no possibility for Zhao Tai to dodge at all.

Suddenly, a layer of khaki phantom appeared behind Zhao Tai, looking down at the common land.

Emperor Seal of Diyang People!
The Human Sovereign opened his eyes and stared at the world.

boom,
The purple light collided with the phantom, and Zhao Tai's body shook slightly and was directly knocked away.

Slashing four bolts of lightning in a row would consume a lot of energy on Zhao Tai.

Now the true energy in his body is almost exhausted. If Zixia Divine Art is not continuously replenishing the true energy, if his current physique is comparable to that of a martial artist with three flowers gathered at the top, this bright light alone can make him Heavy damage.

Zhao Tai stopped steadily, and turned around with a bad expression.

"Yo, it's really well-deserved of its reputation. After using the Divine Sword Yu Lei Zhen Jue, it still has enough power to block my moves." A playful laugh sounded.

The surrounding firelight shook for a while, and four figures appeared silently where Zhao Tai had been standing just now.

These people all wore uniform grimace masks, and their expressions were either grinning, ferocious, or frightened. They were all particularly scary.

There is only one organization that uses this symbol—the Hellkiller Organization.

The breath of the four assassins was released, and the cultivation base of the peak of the outer gang was undoubtedly revealed.

"Since you know my name, you still dare to come here to seek death." Zhao Tai's expression was a little strange.

Speaking of hell, in his previous life he served as the rudder master of the mud plow sub-rudder in it, and seeing these killers again felt inexplicably familiar.

There are eighteen sub-rudders in hell, which are distributed in the five dynasties including Zhongzhou and Nanling. The Nili sub-rudder is one of the sub-rudders in Zhongzhou.

Although he couldn't tell which sub-helmsman these people belonged to, he was sure that all four of them were from hell.

After all, he was the rudder master of the hell sub-rudder in his previous life, so Zhao Tai is naturally fearless in the face of these ordinary killers.

It's a pity that the feng shui is turning now, he is neither the leader of the hell killer organization, nor does he have the cultivation level of his previous life.

Just four killers in the outer world are enough to pose a threat to him.

They are the most ruthless killing machines!
However, Zhao Tai has plenty of ways to deal with them
As for who invited the killer to snipe him, Zhao Tai also has a clear mind.

Except for that bitch Feihong Zong Yongbing, there really was no one else who would be so ruthless in trying to kill him.

It's just that Yong Bing probably doesn't know some of the rules of hell. The four killers in the Waigang Realm are indeed ridiculously strong and have the ability to kill the Three Flowers Juding Martial Master, but it would be unreasonable to think that they can kill him with this level You underestimated him.

As long as he gets rid of the four killers in front of him, then Hell will turn its guns to kill the employer.

This rule is not a secret, but all famous martial arts forces know it well.

Yong Bing didn't know, and Wang Yuxuan, who couldn't possibly be by her side, didn't know either.

Either Wang Yuxuan was confident that the four killers from the Outer Gang Realm could deal with him, or the Feihong Sect was not afraid of hell's revenge at all.

No matter what, killing the four people in front of them will always bring some big or small trouble to Feihong Sect, which is enough to make them sick.

But what Zhao Tai wants is not just that simple.

"Hell" is not vegetarian, and its energy is beyond imagination.Zhao Tai has been in hell, and he knows the strength of this killer organization very well.

Except for the "God of Killing" who can't see the end of the dragon, some of the ace killers in the organization are top-notch, even killers with the strength of martial arts masters. After provoking such a group of guys, they can't sleep at night. It is not allowed to be wiped on the neck in the middle of the night.

"Which branch are you from? Do you know who I am?" Zhao Tai secretly recovered his energy and smiled at them calmly.

With the ability of Zixia's magical power, it is enough to wait for half a stick of incense. At that time, no matter whether he can successfully fool him or not, he will have the power to protect himself.

The four killers looked at each other, and one of them, wearing a mask with a frightened expression, laughed softly: "The dead don't need to know that much, you say so, Elder Zhao."

Zhao Tai ignored him, but said to himself: "Cheng Lin with the mud plow? Or Kou Jiang with the knife mountain? Or Yin Leshan with the boiling shit? These few are the closest. If there is no accident, the Hongzong should find someone from these three sub-helms."

As Zhao Tai explained the meanings of the names of several helmsmen, the faces of the four people hidden under their masks were full of horror.

Generally speaking, the identities of killers in hell organizations are kept secret, and even within the organization, they will not take off their masks easily. Only a small number of killers who don't care about worldly vision and are maverick will not hide their true faces and true identities.

The hell organization has always been mysterious, and it is difficult for outsiders to know the location of each branch and the identity of the leader.

But the young elder of the Nandou Sword Sect in front of him said three in a row, how could they not be shocked.

In fact, they are the killers of Boiling Shit, and they are under the command of Yin Leshan, the leader of the rudder.

Coupled with the fact that Zhao Tai revealed the identity of the employer, several people were shocked for a while.

"Oh, it's Yin Leshan's stinky chess basket." When Zhao Tai talked about boiling shit, the expressions of the four of them softened, and it was almost certain that they were killers from this branch.

Zhao Tai is very familiar with boiling shit.

There are eighteen sub-hells in total, and the boiling excrement is taken from the eighteen levels of hell. As the name suggests, it refers to the hell where sinners are punished with boiled excrement.

And the Boiling Shit sub-rudder is also extremely wicked, often concocting the principles of the Boiling Shit Hell, and will pour the boiled shit on the target after killing the target.

For this reason, the Boiling Shit sub-rudder is notorious.

It really stinks.

The rudder master Yin Leshan is even more of a fan of it. The smelly chess basket does not mean that he is bad at playing chess, but that he carries a bamboo basket on his back when he goes out on missions, which is filled with stinky, granular shit. , These things are like pieces of chess pieces, so the killers who are assigned the helm call them "stinky chess baskets" in private.

Only the killer who is at the helm of Boiling Shit knows about this matter, and it can be regarded as a secret.

In his previous life, Zhao Tai once visited Yin Leshan when he sat on the mud plow and divided the rudder. He accidentally heard him call Yin Leshan that way from a killer.

The killer was a chatterbox, and he was quite impressed with that man.

It seems to be Hao Jianbai.

"Has Hao Jianbai come yet? Probably not, otherwise that chatterbox would be chattering non-stop." Zhao Tai rested his cheeks, thoughtful.

(End of this chapter)