Revenge of the Transmigrated Mob Character

   Chapter 594-Tier 8 Peak

  He waited quietly, waiting for the opportunity.

  Until a cool breeze came out, she hung a strand of hair beside Su Ye's ear, the hair was lost.

  The purple-clothed killer strikes quickly!

It's now!

  Just...just listened for a bang.

   Followed by the sound of broken bones.

  The purple-clothed killer fell to the ground and never got up again.

  Looking at his chest has sunk into a large piece, a huge scratch, sliding from the collarbone to the belly button, blood is pouring out.

   And the seven orifices on his head are bleeding, and he has no breath.

  Su Ye stopped, looked at the Vanilla Flower Ling in her hand, and then at the corpse.

  One eyelid.

  Well, it seems that I have found a more suitable way to kill.

  Su Ye idled here and swept his gaze in the direction of Chu Liang.

  Song Jue and others are still fighting the seventh-order purple-clothed killer.

  Su Ye did not immediately step forward to help.

  She stared at Chu Liang for a while.

  I always feel that he has not exerted his full strength yet.

After all,    was able to run out from under the hands of the new Demon Venerable of the Demon Palace, and it hurt him.

  She doesn’t believe that Chu Liang is just what it shows now.

   just when she was thinking.

  The purple-clothed killer had already stabbed in the direction of Chu Liang.

  Fu, who had always been loyal to protect the Lord, did not pull the wheelchair to protect him immediately.

   Instead, he released the wheelchair and moved back by himself.

  In an instant, the long sword pierced Chu Liang's chest, and then, a shocking scene happened.

  When the long sword was drawn out, Chu Liang's chest was only cut open with his clothes, but there was nothing inside.

  Not even the slightest trace of blood on the long sword.

  Only hear the sound of rustling, fine sand falling.

  Countless fine sand gathered from the assassin's feet, and the soft fine sand, in a blink of an eye, made the purple-clothed killer's feet sink in half.

  However, more than that, the soft fine sand fell on the sleeves and shirt of the purple killer.

  The fine sand seemed to weigh a thousand catties, so that the assassin could not lift the sword in his hand, but could only stand upright, and could not be slaughtered by anyone.

   Not only Su Ye was stunned, but Song Jue next to him and the mad fighting who fell on the ground looked silly.

  Chu Liang slowly stood up from the wooden wheelchair, and took a step forward.

  Thorn it.

  A pointed cone pierced the assassin’s forehead.

  In an instant, the dust disappeared, and the purple-clothed killer fell to the ground.

  Kuangzhan got up from the ground, holding a big hammer in his hand, stunned.

  Never thought that Chu Liang's cultivation level had reached such a superb level.

  Su Ye looked at Chu Liang and spoke

   "The Eighth Tier Peak."

  Bai Xin sat on the ground, the shock in his eyes never faded.

  Eighth order?

  God, this is still not human anymore?

  You must know that a few months ago they entered the library of books, and when they came out of it, Chu Liang stepped into the sixth step and reached the peak of the sixth step.

  Unexpectedly, within a few months, he would actually rise to the eighth rank.

   is really worthy of being named a rare genius in a century.

  The local man fell to the ground, and Ah Fu hurried over, pushing the wooden wheelchair again to Chu Liang.

  Chu Liang sat down slowly.

  Everyone was surprised, but Lin Moyu was not surprised.

  Chu Liang’s cultivation base was promoted from the seventh intermediate level to the eighth level in the magic palace.

  How many escapes were made in exchange for this, I am afraid that only he himself would know.

  Kuangzhan carried the hammer and ran over curiously, staring at Chu Liang’s chest carefully.

   "How did you do it?"

  Chu Liang lowered his head and glanced at his torn clothes.

  (End of this chapter)