Invincible starts from one punch martial arts

They didn't even have time to escape.

No one knew, but anyone who was beheaded by Xia Wuji, the Supreme Demon Halberd and the Shura Saber was almost unlikely to be able to escape the Yuanshen.

Xia Wuji had a purpose in beheading the three quasi-demon emperors.

First, kill chickens and monkeys.

For one thing, the Dragon Beast Clan didn't have much use value, and he dug up all the high-grade blood spirit stones, leaving only those middle-grade blood spirit stones, and the number would not be too much.

Therefore, he has to set his sights on other forces.

And the elite disciples of these forces present are the stepping stones for him to knock on the door of these forces.

The killing of the three quasi-demon emperors chilled the hearts of everyone present.

Swah——

A dozen people left quickly.

Xia Wuji didn't turn his head back, as if he had eyes growing behind his back, a cold voice sounded, "Disciples of the Beast Sect, if you don't want to die and be wiped out, you can stay alive and see what conditions you have before leaving."

The dozen or so figures who were leaving at high speed paused for a moment, their faces full of bitterness, and then stopped.

If you can run, the monk can't run away from the temple.

People named them by name and said they were disciples of Yushoumen, where could they go?

"The rest of you don't even try to escape."

Xia Wuji's cold voice continued, "I already know your soul breath and the sect you belong to."

"Of course. You can also run away. I won't chase after you, but the price you have to pay afterwards will be many times the price I will raise later. I hope you can bear it."

After finishing speaking, he paused.

Seeing that no one was moving, he walked across to Huang Muqing and the others, hanging in the air like a demon god.

Such a short distance made Huang Muqing and the others extremely nervous.

"Huang Muqing, what price do you think you can pay if you want to live?"

Xia Wuji said lightly.

There are sharp spikes everywhere on the black demon armor, and the whole body is full of evil spirit, which is chilling.

Sensing the violent killing intent emanating from Xia Wuji's body, Huang Muqing's face was obviously a little nervous.

Swallowing a mouthful of spit, trying to calm down, he said: "I don't know what price you want me to pay?"

She used the honorific "Your Excellency".

From this point of view, she has actually lowered her posture, but she herself is not willing to admit it.

"For me, anyone can use Lingshi to measure the value of anything. How much Lingshi do you think you are worth?"

Xia Wuji went straight to the point and said indifferently.

Use Lingshi to discuss her value?

Huang Muqing was taken aback.

She never thought about it.

For me, life is priceless, no amount of spirit stones can offset it.

Moreover, it is somewhat insulting to judge one's own value in terms of spirit stones.

Not just for her, but for anyone.

But at this moment, including Huang Muqing, no one cares about this, everyone is thinking about how much they are worth.

They were all thinking about how much spirit stones would be spent to get the killing god to let them go.

Say less, definitely not.

It is not a matter of face, but that the other party will not agree at all.

The three quasi-demon kings should have a lot of wealth, but the other party kills as soon as they say it, so it can be seen that they are too low to impress the other party.

"1000 million... middle-grade spirit stones."

Huang Muqing said tentatively.

"Hehe, is it so cheap?" Xia Wuji said sadly, "I will pay you 5000 million middle-grade spirit stones for your life."

"Uh, sorry, I just made a slip of the tongue, I said 1000 million high-grade spirit stones."

Huang Muqing quickly changed her words and said without changing her face.

"Hmph." Xia Wuji snorted softly, did not answer her, but looked at the woman with white skin, beautiful appearance but always as cold as ice beside her.

"Huang Bingshuang, how much spirit stone do you think you are worth?"

There were more than a thousand people present, and although Song Jian couldn't name all of them, most of them could.

For high-level practitioners like them, don't say more than a thousand names, even tens of thousands of names, as long as they want to remember, they can remember them in a short time.

Therefore, it is not surprising that Xia Wuji can call out Huang Bingshuang's name in one go.

Huang Bingshuang's cold face seemed to have no expression forever.

Hearing Xia Wuji called her, her delicate body trembled undetectably.

She considered it for a while, and said, "1000 million...high-grade spirit stones."

"Ha ha."

Xia Wuji let out a hehe.

No one knew what his "hehe" meant.

Then he asked in a cold tone: "Huang Mengqi, Huang Peishan, how much do you think your spirit stones are worth?"

"One... 1000 million high-grade spirit stones."

Huang Mengqi said.

"1000 million high-grade spirit stones."