Chapter 1152 Kill

The words of the Black Dog made Su Hun's heart move. If he could kill the elite elites of the Ghost Spirit Clan, it would definitely be a serious blow to them.

Moreover, they were smuggled in, so the other party must not have noticed it.

This land was full of dead people, so Su Hun easily changed into their clothes.

"Kill the Dojo."

Su Hun picked up a long sword from the ground and joined the killing battle.

Su Hun sank into this mountain and river, looking for the genius of the Ghost Spirit Clan.

Those who can participate in the killing temple are indeed masters of the genius level. Su Hun has met many people, all of whom are extremely strong, and the weakest are fifth-level warriors, and even quasi-kings.

With Su Hun's current strength, an average quasi-king is not a general who can match it.

Along the way, his hands were covered with blood from dozens of people.

Therefore, he attracted the attention of some people.

Finally, in the mouth of a valley, he was surrounded.

The word "Tian" is painted on the shoulders of these people.

After killing so many people, Su Hun naturally had a certain understanding of these people.

The Ghost Spirit Clan has four halls, a Heavenly Spirit Hall, a Earthly Spirit Hall, a Xuanling Hall, and a Yellow Spirit Hall.

The young masters from the four halls gathered together to compete for the fourteen places.

Although it was a personal competition in the end, it also involved the face of each hall, so at the beginning, the lobby was still relatively grouped and the people from other halls were solved first.

Su Hun, a disciple of Xuanling Hall, emerged from nowhere and killed many people, which made everyone in the other three halls notice it.

Some masters from Tianmeng Hall changed the situation and led Su Hun to this valley entrance.

"I didn't expect that there would be a person like you in Xuanling Hall."

A leading killer in the Heavenly Spirit Hall stared at Su Hun, his voice as unpleasant as a stone rubbing.

Su Hun held the sword and stared at the group of people opposite him. This was a team of extremely powerful heavenly mourning halls, with eight or nine people, all of them were seventh-level warriors and top masters of the quasi-king level.

He also noticed this group of people at the beginning, with extremely strong overall strength and had killed many opponents, but he didn't expect to meet them now.

"I have never heard of Xuanling Hall and a master like you."

The man stared at Su Hun, with sharp eyes exposed under the black scarf, scanning Su Hun.

Su Hun just stared at them coldly, without responding, and wisps of sword energy rippled out of the long sword.

Seeing this, the leader shouted softly, his body as lightning appeared in front of Su Hun in an instant, and his long sword slashed down.

Buzz...

The sword light roared with the force of the long sword.

Su Hun held a sword to block it, and the sword energy surged on the body of the sword, constantly colliding with the sword light.

clang!

As swords collided, the sword energy and sword lights were also shot together. In an instant, a brilliant light burst out from between the two.

While the swords collided, the two men's fists and feet were constantly shaking, and in just a few breaths, dozens of moves passed.

Boom!

That day, the mourning hall led the way until it left, and there was a look of shock on his face. Who is this person? Is it the top master hidden in the mourning hall?

"Go together and kill him."

He knew that this person was difficult to deal with, and with his own strength, he might not be his opponent.

Seven or eight masters siege together.

Su Hun's sleeve robe was filled with a large torrent of sword energy, surging towards everyone.

Bang bang bang bang...

Several powerful attacks broke out, spreading out these sword energy and killing them.

Su Hun swept across the sword with his sword. Although he was not as easy as using the Nine Tribulation Sword, Five Cold Sword, Eight Desert Sword, and Three Life Sword, he was already familiar with the four sword techniques and could change or even merge at will.

Each person and one sword fight against all the powerful, and the exquisite sword techniques were used one after another. Although there was not much thrilling energy flow, there was no dazzling spiritual power bursting.

But this kind of illusion-free sword technique forced a group of people to retreat continuously, and blood splashed on their bodies from time to time.

"Who is this person? What a great swordsmanship."

"His great killing technique seems to be more...ingenious."

"Why have you never heard of such a person in Xuanling Hall?"

The more people in Tianjing Hall fought, the more frightened they were. Although they were besieging one person, when facing this person, there was always a sword energy coming from the sky, making them unable to defend themselves.

Puchi!

As the sword light surged, a blood color spread and a man was beheaded.

There was a ball of black gas that wanted to escape, but was soon caught up by the sword light and pierced it.

"What a powerful killing technique."

The remaining people were shocked.

The senior disciples of their Ghost Spirit Clan all have a way to save their lives. Even if they are the great killing technique of their opponents, they cannot kill them in an instant.

But this person's killing skills were so terrifying that he wiped out a master of the same level with one sword.

"We have never seen this kind of killing technique before."

Su Hun shuttled through the invisible sword light, covering the sky and the earth, all over the sky and the ground were shrouded in sword light, with nowhere to escape.

This is Su Hun's swordsmanship field, which has not been fully opened, because his swordsmanship field is only a first-class and needs to be continuously improved by fighting.

At this moment, within a radius of thirty feet, there were invisible sword light everywhere, which made people unable to defend themselves.

And this range is still expanding, thirty feet, forty feet, fifty feet...

Su Hun's swordsmanship field is becoming more and more perfect, and it is becoming more and more convenient to use.

"This kind of power...is not our great killing technique. Who are you?"

The leader of the mourning hall shouted that day.

Su Hun did not respond at all. With his hand raised, endless sword light swept across, covering a person, and thousands of sword energy penetrated the man into a sieve in an instant.

"What's wrong, this person is not my ghost person."

The man's pupils shrank violently.

At the same time, the remaining few people scattered at the same time.

Someone secretly came in their important place. This is a terrible thing and the news must be spread.

However, just as these people dispersed, the invisible sword energy surrounding them suddenly condensed, as if forming a huge sword energy cage.

The members of the Ghost Spirit Clan who were in it suddenly became stagnant, as if they were trapped in a mud.

The raging sword light crisscrossed and began to reap life.

All of these people were fixed, and only a few powerful quasi-kings could barely struggle, and the others were killed in the midst of the break.

"Who are you?"

That day, the leader of the mourning hall broke away from the attacking sword energy, stared at Su Hun, and shouted loudly.

Su Hun strode with his hands, endless sword energy lingered, turning into three torrents of sword energy, surrounding the three people. Soon, three bloody corpses fell down.

"Even the quasi-king capital..."

The man was heartbroken. This man was obviously just a seventh-level warrior. Why was his methods so terrifying? So many of them joined forces and were killed so hard that they had no power to fight back.

"It seems that my friend is not an ordinary person either. Do you have to keep hiding his head and showing off his tail?"

The man said, "Even if I die, I must let me know who I am the first to die!"

As he finished speaking, his head was thrown high and blood rushed out.
Chapter completed!