"Junior Brother Su, Tie Han was caught by me!"
Seeing that Su Zimo noticed Tie Han, Liu Ping quickly turned around and brought Tie Han over, saying, "Fortunately, Junior Brother Su severely injured him, so I was able to easily capture him alive."
Su Zimo turned his eyes and looked at the child wearing a green shirt in front of him.
"I am Liu Ping. Somehow, after I transformed into a human body, I ended up like this."
Liu Ping spread his hands, feeling helpless.
Su Zimo nodded slightly, looking calm.
He was the one who helped Liu Ping seize the body, fuse the Juliu Yuanshen, and inherit the Juliu body. He was not surprised by this result.
"Junior Brother Su, this Tiehan is basically a useless person, what should we do with him?"
Liu Ping asked again.
Su Zimo didn't say anything, he just stepped forward and pulled Tie Han over from Liu Ping's hand. Without saying a word, he raised his palm into a knife and chopped it on Tie Han's neck!
Poof!
Blood spurts!
Tiehan's blood is not hot, but exudes an icy chill!
Su Zimo cut off Tie Han's head with one palm!
Dozens of monks around him were stunned.
Mo Qian's eyelids twitched wildly, the muscles at the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably, and his face looked ugly.
The commander-in-chief of the Punishment Earth Guard of the Great Jin Immortal Kingdom, and the reincarnated true immortal of the Feixian Sect, in this person's eyes, seem to be no different from ordinary domestic animals.
Killing so decisively and so casually!
Not to mention others, even everyone in Qiankun Academy was secretly shocked.
Immortal Taihua beheaded Senior Brother Ye Fei, so everyone naturally wanted to settle the score with Immortal Taihua.
But in front of everyone, if they were to kill other people, everyone would be a little worried and hesitant.
Only the one in front of me is decisive and has no scruples!
on the square.
"Okay, okay, okay!"
Prince Yuanzuo looked at this scene with a gloomy look in his eyes, wishing he could rush into the Nine Heavens himself and kill Su Zimo.
Bai Hai Tianxian had already put away his folding fan and sat at the table with an expressionless expression.
Dajin Immortal Kingdom and Feixianmen mobilized troops to encircle and kill them, and thus completely failed.
The eighteen earthly immortals headed by Immortal Taihua, Tiehan, and Qingchenzi all died at the hands of Su Zimo, and no one was spared!
Although there are still four Earth Immortals left from these two major forces, even if these four people join forces, nothing will happen.
This Earth Immortal has not yet reached the weighing stone monument. It can be seen that their methods are far inferior to those of these fallen people, so they naturally cannot threaten Su Zimo.
After Su Zimo cut off Tie Han's head, he went to the battlefield and cut off all the heads from the corpses of earth immortals such as Dajin Immortal Kingdom and Feixian Sect.
Eighteen heads, ticking, dripping with scarlet blood...
Some may be dead in a miserable state, some may look frightened, some may have hideous facial features, or may be bloody and bloody.
A man with handsome features like a scholar held these eighteen bloody heads in his hands, creating a sharp contrast that made people shudder!
"I said that these people should be buried with Senior Brother Ye."
Su Zimo said: "Bring Senior Brother Ye's body back to the academy. The heads of these people will be used as sacrifices and placed in front of Senior Brother Ye's grave."
The eyes of everyone in Qiankun Academy were slightly red.
This may be the greatest comfort to Ye Fei.
Ye Fei's death was not in vain.
With his death, eighteen peak immortals from the Great Jin Immortal Kingdom and the Feixian Sect were buried with him, including a reincarnated true immortal!
"What were you arguing about just now?"
Su Zimo looked at Princess Chihong and asked suddenly.
Princess Chihong glanced at Mo Qian not far away and hesitated to speak.
She originally wanted to tell the whole story.
But now, seeing Su Zimo's state, if it was really because of a dozen storage bags that a fight broke out with the monks from Yufeng Temple, she was worried that Su Zimo would be no match for Feng Yin.
"nothing."
Princess Chihong lowered her head slightly, looked away and said something.
Su Zimo could naturally tell that Princess Chihong was hiding something.
He looked around, his eyes passing over the corpses on the battlefield, his heart moved, and he suddenly asked: "Where are the storage bags on these corpses?"
Some monks in Qiankun Academy subconsciously turned their heads and looked in the direction of Yufeng Temple.
Su Zimo's heart was bright. He carried eighteen bloody heads and walked slowly. In a blink of an eye, he came to the monks of Yufeng Temple!
When Su Zimo glanced at them, the hairs on Mo Qian and others' bodies stood up, and their scalps exploded!
"Who took it?"
Su Zimo asked calmly.
The tone was calm, and there was no emotion or anger, but Mo Qian felt an unimaginable pressure, and he could hardly breathe!
"me… "
Mo Qian couldn't bear it, so he laughed dryly and explained stumblingly: "I saw you leaving and didn't pick up those storage bags. I thought..."
Su Zimo said nothing, just looked at Mo Qian quietly.
Mo Qian's tone became weaker and weaker, and he finally couldn't speak anymore.
In his ears, the only sounds left were his own slightly heavy breathing, and the sound of the blood flowing from the eighteen heads and dripping on the ground.
One after another, it’s like the footsteps of the King of Hell!
Just now, he had argued with confidence and confidence in front of Princess Chihong and other disciples of Qiankun Academy.
But now, Mo Qian couldn't say the words 'ownerless thing'.
It was as if if he said these four words, he would be in trouble!
A layer of fine beads of sweat gradually appeared on Mo Qian's forehead, and a large bead of sweat slowly slid down his cheek.
It was itchy, but he didn't dare to rub it.
"Don't be afraid!"
At this moment, a voice sounded in Mo Qian's mind.
It's Senior Brother Feng Yin who is transmitting the message through his spiritual consciousness!
Mo Qian's spirit was shaken, and the fear in his heart seemed to fade a lot.
He turned his head slightly and glanced in Feng Yin's direction.
At this time, Feng Yin was standing not far away, staring here, his eyes flashing with divine light, his aura condensed, and he was ready to go!
Mo Qian felt reassured, took a deep breath, mustered up his courage, and turned to look at Su Zimo. Just as he was about to quibble, Su Zimo spoke again.
"Bring it here."
There were no unnecessary words, only two words, and the tone was still calm.
But the courage and courage that Mo Qian had just summoned were instantly shattered by these two words, and his whole spirit almost collapsed!
No one can understand the pressure Mo Qian was facing Su Zimo at this time.
Su Zimo had just killed eighteen peak earth immortals, and even the reincarnated true immortals had fallen into his hands!
This is the supreme majesty piled up with blood, killings, and corpses, and it has an irresistible power of shock!
In front of Su Zimo, Mo Qian felt like a weak little white rabbit, and Su Zimo was an ancient ferocious beast that had just torn apart countless creatures, and his whole body was exuding overwhelming evil aura!
In front of such a ferocious beast, Mo Qian crawled on the ground, trembling.
Mo Qian can guarantee that if Su Zimo takes action, not even Feng Yin can save him!
"Here, it's all here!"
Mo Qian collapsed completely, and with a flash of consciousness, he took out all the dozen storage bags and held them in front of Su Zimo.
"very good."
Su Zimo nodded, his eyes seemed much gentler.
He patted Mo Qian's shoulder and said softly: "I may not like these storage bags. But you have to remember that this is my thing. If I don't give it to you, you can't take it."
"remember."
Mo Qian's body trembled slightly and he nodded subconsciously.