Life script: Destiny's villain, I kill the protagonist

Even though it turned into a prototype, Xiao Luo didn't intend to fight Su Xunge any more, instead he spread his wings and jumped nine days and thousands of feet away.

"What's going on, has that kid been killed?" At this time, Hua Cen was still worrying about how to end it, but suddenly saw a huge night owl jumping out, and couldn't help but feel tight.

Shu Ningxue was better.

After several days of hand-to-hand combat with Su Xunge, she knew that Su Xunge's physical accomplishments were far beyond what ordinary monks could imagine.

Even in the face of a powerful monk like her, she can fight with ease. Even if she is no match for Xiaoluo, at least she can save her life.

Not as she expected.

After Xiaoluo escaped above the clouds, he didn't target the two of them again.

Instead, he cautiously widened the terrifying eyes that occupied a full third of his face, and the dim light flickered back and forth non-stop.

The owl bird is also known as the mourning bird. It is rumored that whenever the underworld goes to the underworld to capture souls, there will be night owls singing eerie cries to celebrate.

And the human-faced owl, as the king among the owls, was born with the supernatural power of crying.

"Hey~ Kekeke"

"Hey~Ke Ke"

Full of malicious laughter, it makes people shudder.

Xiao Luo, who discovered the extraordinaryness of Su Xunge, no longer hides his clumsiness, and uses the human-faced owl's natural supernatural powers, and the strange laughter is like throwing a huge stone into the calm lake water, which immediately arouses space turmoil.

Within a radius of dozens of miles, all living things were affected by the strange cry.

At the least, they were insane and unable to control themselves, and at the worst, their souls flew away and they died. Even the two powerful monks Shu Ningxue and Hua Cen, under Xiao Luo's strange magical power, seemed to be on the verge of going crazy.

however.

Others may be afraid of this kind of innate supernatural power that is specially aimed at the soul.

But Su Xunge has a black golden pagoda with dragon patterns to suppress the sea of ​​Qi, and the breath of the extreme emperor soldier can easily protect the soul, which can be said to be the natural nemesis of the soul-absorbing technique.

"Miscellaneous-haired bird, your smile is really ugly." With a heavy snort, Su Xunge stepped up to the sky with Xiaoluo's Wujin stick in his hand.

The raging fighting spirit seemed to be an oven burning all the time, humming in his chest.

Motian has the body of emperor soldiers and demon gods, can walk in the world, and appears in the image of a demon leader.

And his true self will take the road of fighting immortals, and fight all the way to the highest realm with invincible courage.

Su Xunge, who radiated reckless golden light, was like a ferocious beast walking in the wilderness, with a strong fighting spirit, which made Xiao Luo unknowingly afraid.

"How is it possible, why is he not affected by my Dementor Tianyin's attack!"

Xiao Luo felt cold all over his body.

This innate supernatural power is the unique skill of their Ye Xiao clan, once it is used, it will be the end of the enemy.

But today.

But it failed on this junior Wu Zun.

After a brief shock, a strong sense of unwillingness welled up in his heart.

Although Xiao Luo is nearly thirty years old, he thinks that he can barely be counted as a good player among the younger generation.

I even feel that even in the land of Zhongzhou, there are not many people who can beat him.

He would never allow anyone to trample on his pride like this.

"You really think I'm afraid you won't succeed!" With a violent shout, the huge owl figure rushed out like a black lightning bolt.

Since the innate supernatural powers are useless, his remaining method is hand-to-hand combat.

Even though this kid's physical body is inexplicably tyrannical, Xiao Luo is confident that his mana and realm are enough to kill him.

In the howling wind.

The two phantoms, one gold and one black, collided again.

Chapter 83 Wipe out the divine light, the gap between Tianjiao

Xiaoluo's body is huge, with a pair of sharp claws nearly five feet in size, grabbing at Su Xunge's Heavenly Spirit like a bird of prey.

This blow has a kind of arrogance that is difficult for heaven and earth. Not to mention the monk Wu Zun, even ordinary powerful people will inevitably be caught and bruised, and their bodies will be smashed to pieces.

But just when the sharp claws were about to pierce Su Xunge's flesh.

Su Xunge moved.

His eyes were wide open, his brows were erect, and his black hair fluttered like a demon.

The brilliant and dazzling brilliance flowed behind him, and the vision of the fairy dragon surveying the sky, refined from the fairy light of the North Pole, was entrenched on his waist and neck like a resurrection.

a time.

His aura doubled in an instant.

The vision of the sea of ​​​​qi is not just a foil for revealing the name of genius, but a real combat power.

The fairy dragon roared, Su Xunge's body was dripping with fairy light, and a pair of slender big hands were as if carved from fairy gold, suddenly bursting out with tyrannical strength.

Squeezing out with one hand, Su Xunge crushed one of Xiaoluo's paws that descended from the sky to death in a blink of an eye. The powerful force made this monster who had manifested his real body stagnate.

At the same time, he made a fist with the other hand and slammed it towards the calf of the strange bird.

Xiao Luo was in pain, and didn't dare to be careless, and quickly made a maneuver in the air, trying to throw Su Xunge away.

But the paw firmly held by Su Xunge heard the crisp sound of bone shattering.

I can't help but sigh in my heart that Su Xunge's brute force is astonishing, unlike the human race.

The pain in his body even inspired his beast instinct.

With a twist of the neck, a long beak like a sky knife sticks out, and the posture of trying to cut Su Xunge open is quite terrifying.

The space collapsed at the moment when the two were fighting, and the force transmitted was as violent as a meteor falling to the ground.

One side is the alien beast monster race in the realm of power, and the other side is the human race whose physical body is close to the power of magic soldiers. The battle is fierce, even accompanied by the faint humming sound of the avenue.

The end is terrifying.

Hua Cen fell far away, feeling lingering fear: "Is this really a powerful monk? Why is there such a big gap between me and them!"

Su Xunge was not afraid of the long beak attack.

With the surge of air flow, his figure became dexterous. By grabbing the hand of the owl's paw, he turned his body halfway, and dodged the sharp beak that was coming straight to his face.

At the same time, Feiyue's body was at the same height as Xiaoluo's head. With his arms stretched, Su Xunge slammed his elbow hard on Xiaoluo's neck.

"click~"

Huge strength passed through the flesh and onto Xiaoluo's neck bone.

For a moment, Xiao Luo only felt his scalp numb, and his head was dizzy as if it had been hit by a heavy hammer.

Busily shaking his head, he regained consciousness for a moment.

Xiao Luo suddenly realized that he must not fight this monster with his body.

Use your strengths, mana and speed.

After thinking about it, all the scales under Xiaoluo's feathers stood upright, like a sharp flying knife piercing Su Xunge's flesh, trying to force this monster back from his body.

But how could Su Xunge do what he wished, resisting the tingling sensation from the scales in his hand, the surging fighting spirit rushed straight to the sky.

Sweeping the upside-down scales with his forearm in front of him, a strange force suddenly came out.

"Keng~"

Thousands of black scales were broken and fell from the roots, and Xiao Luo let out a heart-piercing cry of pain.

Su Xunge's blow was too ruthless, destroying most of his last defense to protect his body.

But fortunately, Xiao Luo finally broke free from Su Xunge, who was fighting close to him, in a moment's free time, and created some space for himself to display his magical powers.

"You, die for me!"

With a big mouth, Xiao Luo's weird face showed a terrifying and fierce light.

Wisps of black death aura gathered, and the majestic mana of the powerful monks gathered in Xiaoluo's mouth at this moment, forming a beam of death light that could lead to the Nine Nether Hell.

Ye Xiao reported his death, and Xiao Luo's way of practice is naturally a fierce way that leads directly to death.

He began to regret why he had to compare with Su Xunge physically.

The beams of light gushed out, rendering the sky into a pitch-black death jeopardy, no matter whether it was mountains, rocks, vegetation, flowers, birds, fish or insects, at this moment, all of them were sucked away by Xiao Luo's beam of death.

"So, you should die!" Xiao Luo laughed ferociously.

The method of great cultivation can connect the heaven and the earth, and its power is far more than ten times that of Wu Zun's realm. Even if Su Xunge's body is unparalleled, it is absolutely impossible for him to have any resistance under the suppression of the realm.

but.

At the moment when the breath of death was about to annihilate Su Xunge's body, Xiao Luo seemed to see a mocking look of disdain on his face.

"Why do you disdain"

"How dare you disdain?"

"Why do you disdain?"

Strong puzzlement filled Xiao Luo's heart, making him unable to bear the fear of running away.

"Xiao Nantian's demon cultivator, is this his only ability?" Seeing the beam of death piercing through the space in an instant, Su Xunge's heart didn't fluctuate in the slightest, and he even wanted to laugh.

He knows his strength well.

The physical body at the level of a powerful magic weapon is just his incomplete Tao.

My strongest method is still on several killing secrets.

With his eyes fixed, Su Xunge's throat faintly flickered with light, as if a meteor had been stuffed in his throat, and people could feel the terrifying temperature even through the flesh.

"Erasure!"

The two words were read out so plainly that they were close to silence.

Immediately.

Everything in the world, wind, cloud, and light stopped, as if time was locked, and everything around Su Xunge began to slow down in Su Xunge's eyes.

There is only chaotic brilliance, sweeping the power of all life wherever it goes.

"Momier Immortal Light" was born in the most precious arctic light, possessing the rare power of time, capable of decaying everything.

Even Xiao Luo's breath of divine power is no exception.

The black breath, under the chaotic color of Mo Mie Xianguang, collapsed instantly as if encountering a natural enemy.

The two are not of the same level of supernatural power at all.

"How is it possible that he is so strong not only physically, but also in supernatural powers!" Xiao Luo's feathered face inevitably revealed a look of shock.

If it was said that just now he still hoped to crush Su Xunge with his impressive cultivation.

So at this moment, Su Xunge has completely shattered his three views.

"Is this the strength of the top Tianjiao? Why is there such a big gap between us." Xiao Luo's mind became mixed for a while.

Although he didn't give birth to the vision of the sea of ​​qi, he didn't think he was much worse than those monks with special physiques.

But it wasn't until today that it realized that it was just sitting on the sidelines.

There are so many amazing and talented people outside Xiao Nantian. Although he Xiaoluo has the blood of ancient alien beasts, he is just a chaotic mortal among them.

Hua Cen was also frightened by Su Xunge's hand that wiped out the divine light: "Such a big battle is really terrifying. Is this the realm of Tianjiao?"

He is a loose cultivator in the wilderness that Zhao Hao subdued, and the most talented person he has ever met is his majesty——Zhao Hao.

Back in the day, Zhao Hao was only Wu Zun Jiuzhongtian, but he was able to defeat and subdue him, a powerful monk, with his powerful strength.

but.

Xiao Luo is definitely not comparable to mediocrity like him. If today's events were put a few years ago, even Zhao Hao would never be able to achieve such a feat.

"With such a strong talent, is he really a dark thread planted by Mr. Lu?" Hua Cen couldn't help but wonder.

Shu Ningxue also keenly noticed something unusual.

Looking at the supernatural figure in the sky with dazed eyes, she felt an indescribable feeling in her heart, and vaguely felt some bad guesses.