Chapter 50: Kill Wu Hai and win a great victory

As the voice rang out, a man in a long robe with a majestic and domineering face appeared in everyone's sight.

This person exudes a terrifying aura that far exceeds the realm of Martial Saint.

Another half-emperor.

Monk Wu Hai, Wang Zhan and others felt a jolt in their hearts.

Zhao Yun, Yuan Zuozong, Yi Jifeng, Cheng Yaojin, Jiang Wei and others showed signs of joy.

Because this half-emperor just said that the bald donkey was looking for death.

If this is the case, he cannot be from the Great Zhou Dynasty, but from his own side.

This person is the Half-Emperor Realm expert that Su Jiutian had just signed in to obtain, Ren Woxing.

The first time Su Jiutian saw Ren Woxing, the attribute panel appeared in front of his eyes.

"Name: Ren Woxing!"

"Bloodline: Human bloodline!"

“Constitution: None!
"Realm: Great Perfection of the Half-Emperor Realm!"

"Weapons: None!"

"Loyalty: Diehard!"

Ren Woxing's realm is the great perfection of the half-emperor realm.

"As long as Ren Woxing is here, Monk Wu Hai will surely die."

Su Jiutian closed the attribute panel and a smile appeared on his face.

At this time, Ren Woxing was already in mid-air. His eyes were cold and exuded endless murderous intent. He went straight towards Monk Wu Hai to kill him.

At this moment, Monk Wu Hai felt a strong sense of danger.

Because his realm is only the late stage of Half-Emperor Realm, not the great perfection of Half-Emperor Realm.

With this thought in mind, Monk Wu Hai did not hesitate at all, he burst into speed and fled into the distance.

Facing a group of Martial Saints and Semi-Saints, he was like a god.

Facing a Half-Emperor who is stronger than himself, he also knows his own limitations.

"I want to leave, but it's too late!"

Ren Woxing sneered, and as soon as he finished speaking, he stretched out his right palm like a claw, and immediately, a powerful suction force emanated from it.

It’s the Star-Absorbing Technique!

The speed exploded to the extreme, and the monk Wu Hai, who wanted to escape, only felt a huge suction force acting on him, slowing down his speed.

"You bald ass, you dare to attack the master, you deserve to die!"

Ren Woxing burst out at high speed and easily caught up with Wu Hai, who had an ugly look on his face.

While speaking, he slapped out with his right palm containing tremendous force.

"Great Compassion Palm!"

Monk Wu Hai had no choice but to fight back with all his strength.

"boom!"

The two palms collided in the air, causing a loud bang.

A terrifying gust of air swept out.

Ren Woxing looked relaxed, but Monk Wu Hai's expression changed.

He felt an overwhelming force acting on him, making it impossible for him to control himself, like a kite with a broken string flying backwards.

"With such strength, it would be easy for me to kill you."

Ren Woxing sneered, then disappeared in a flash. When he reappeared, he was already in front of Monk Wu Hai.

Under the other party's horrified gaze, Ren Woxing slapped out with his palm.

"Vajra body protection!"

At the critical moment, Monk Wu Hai roared, and the next moment, a golden color appeared on his body, as if he was painted with a layer of gold paint.

"boom!"

There was a deafening roar, and Monk Wu Hai flew backwards again, with blood oozing from the corner of his mouth.

Even after using the Vajra Body Protection, he was still injured.

From this we can also see that the gap between him and Ren Woxing is huge.

"You are dead!"

Ren Woxing spoke coldly and attacked Monk Wu Hai again.

"I will fight you to death!"

Monk Wu Hai had a gloomy look on his face and was determined to move towards Ren Woxing.

In mid-air, a fierce battle broke out between two semi-emperors.

Wang Zhan looked at the two of them, completely despairing.

The same is true for the other six Martial Saints.

He originally thought that the appearance of Master Wu Hai would definitely kill Su Jiutian, and he and others would not have to die.

He never expected that a Half-Emperor Realm would appear to help Su Jiutian. "Generals, listen to my orders. Kill them."

Su Jiutian spoke slowly.

A group of generals took orders and attacked Wang Zhan and the other seven Martial Saints.

Wang Zhan and his seven men were already injured to varying degrees, and when facing Zhao Yun, Yuan Zuozong, Ding Chunqiu and others, they were all suppressed without exception.

"Roar!"

The Netherworld Dragon let out a roar that shook the earth, opened its huge mouth, and swallowed its opponent in one gulp.

A martial saint became food just like that.

The Netherworld Dragon returned to Su Jiutian and kept flying, as if asking for credit.

Yuan Zuozong, Yi Jifeng, Yuwen Chengdu and others also killed their opponents one after another.

In just a short while, among the seven Martial Saints, only Wang Zhan was left.

"Eight swords fly together!"

Yi Jifeng put his fingers together to form a sword, and then eight divine swords appeared around him, whistling and slashing towards Wang Zhan.

"Puff puff!"

Eight flying swords pierced through Wang Zhan's chest one after another, making muffled sounds.

With reluctance, with despair, and with regret.

Wang Zhan, the Martial Saint and Vice Minister of War of the Great Zhou Dynasty, died at this moment.

"Prajna Palm!"

In mid-air, Monk Wu Hai, with foam in his mouth, roared, and clapped his palms out, turning into countless palm shadows, heading towards Ren Woxing.

"He has a small skill, but he still dares to do the same thing."

Ren Woxing sneered, slapped out with his palm, blocked Wu Hai's attack, and knocked him away again.

"puff!"

Wu Hai gushed out blood and fell into despair.

He already regretted why he had interfered in the affairs of the Great Zhou Dynasty and Su Jiutian.

If not for this, he wouldn't be in danger of falling.

There is no medicine for regret in the world. No matter how much Monk Wu Hai regrets, he cannot go back to the past and cannot save his life.

"Bald donkey, you can go die now."

Ren Woxing walked on the void, step by step towards the desperate monk Wu Hai.

"Amitabha!"

Monk Wu Hai chanted the Buddha's name and said calmly: "Killing this poor monk will only make this poor monk go to the paradise earlier."

Su Jiutian couldn't help but sneered when he heard this: "If you weren't afraid of death, you would have killed yourself and saved hundreds of thousands of imperial guards."

"Now you are obviously scared to death, but you still pretend to be calm."

"Are all Buddhists as hypocritical as you?"

"Su Jiutian!"

Monk Wu Hai could no longer suppress the fear in his heart and roared, "If you kill me, Futu Temple will not let you go. You will not live for many days."

"You don't need to worry about that." Su Jiutian said calmly: "Ren Woxing, kill him."

"The magic of attracting stars!"

Ren Woxing no longer hesitated and used the Star-Absorbing Technique.

The powerful suction force acted on Monk Wu Hai, causing him to move towards Ren Woxing uncontrollably.

"boom!"

Ren Woxing placed his right palm on Monk Wu Hai’s bald head.

Immediately afterwards, Monk Wu Hai was flattened at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In just a few breaths, he turned into a dried corpse.

This scene made Zhao Yun, Cheng Yaojin, Jiang Wei and others frown secretly.

He secretly thought that this semi-emperor named Ren Woxing seemed to be practicing some weird kung fu.

As for Su Jiutian, he didn't have any extra thoughts.

Because sometimes, the people of the Demon Sect are more pure than the so-called righteous people.

More importantly, Ren Woxing came here to sign in and is a die-hard fan of his.

"I am your subordinate, and I am here to meet you, my lord!"

Ren Woxing came up to Su Jiutian and knelt on one knee.

"Get up." Su Jiutian said with a chuckle.

Ren Woxing thanked him and stood up.

Everyone waited quietly. After two or three hours, the remaining hundreds of thousands of imperial guards were slaughtered, and the system prompt sounded in Su Jiutian's mind.

(End of this chapter)