This Villain is Really Too Stable

Chapter 143: What's the point of a human immortal? Aren't they going to die anyway?

Views:

Buzz!

Then the light of the formation shone again, directly pulling Zhou Wuqi's body to the center of the formation.

Countless magic swords around were spinning rapidly, and the sword energy formed a whirlwind, rolling towards Zhou Wuqi in the center.

Each whirlwind is extremely fierce. If a powerful virtual god enters the formation, he will be strangled to death by the whirlwind.

Zhou Wuqi's face immediately became extremely solemn. Facing such a powerful sword energy, he did not dare to be negligent in the slightest. Then, golden light bloomed in his eyes.

The aura around him expanded even more, his skin surface glowed with flowing golden light, and the defense of his entire body rose to another level.

Click, click, click!

The whirlwind formed by the sword energy blew on Zhou Wuqi's skin, making a deafening sound like a sword hitting iron.

Seeing this scene, Su Yu chuckled, and then he clasped his hands together. The magic swords around the Falling Immortal Sword Formation gathered towards Zhou Wuqi's head and condensed into an even larger magic sword.

Ten thousand swords return to their origin!

Looking at the sword aimed straight at him, Zhou Wuqi felt a chill in his heart. This was the most powerful sword. In his entire career as a cultivator, he had never faced such a powerful sword.

As the sword continued to fall, the spiritual energy of the surrounding heaven and earth began to boil and the void shook.

Swish!

The sword pierced through the air and went straight into Zhou Wuqi's head. His body exploded directly and blood spurted out in all directions.

Before the sword fell, there was still a look of unwillingness on his face.

He practiced for tens of thousands of years before he was able to reach the upper realm. He thought he could live a carefree and eternal life, but when he arrived in the upper realm, he was only an immortal of the lowest rank.

However, he still did not give up, thinking that if he worked well for Qian Baikai, he would be able to improve his status one day.

However, the final result was that he was slaughtered by a monk in the lower world.

This was something he had never expected.

It also let him know that the world is huge and full of dangers, and that he must not act too ostentatiously.

But it was too late for him to understand this.

Even though he had countless regrets, the final result was that he was killed with one sword.

Seeing that Zhou Wuqi, a great threat, was directly strangled by the Meteorite Sword, Su Yu nodded with satisfaction.

With this formation, he can ensure absolute safety even when facing human hearts.

It seems that I can act arrogantly again in the future.

Hua Suhan looked at Su Yu with admiration, a blush appeared on her little face, and then she pounced on him.

Su Yu naturally did not refuse.

At this time, Qianyu and others were still on the flying mountain. The powerful pressure generated by the formation prevented them from getting close.

They just saw a burst of brilliant light bursting out in the air in the distance.

Then the sudden threat was also taken down by Su Yu in one fell swoop.

His heart was filled with emotion.

The aura of that stranger who suddenly appeared was so powerful that he had never seen it before in his life. Even Huang Puxuan did not have such strong strength.

Thinking of this, he admired Su Yu even more in his heart.

The other monks had the same feeling as him.

With Su Yu possessing such powerful strength, it is only a matter of time before Wansheng Sect dominates the entire Dongjie Region.

"Su Qingmo, do you know? Your son is amazing"

Hua Suhan snuggled in Su Yu's arms, muttering excitedly.

After getting rid of Zhou Wuqi, Su Yu was only excited for a moment, and then he arrived at the Jialou Feishan Mountain.

He also obtained a villain value of 1 million. The strong people in the human immortal realm are valuable.

In the following few days, he did not slack off in his cultivation.

One day, Qianyu came over and asked respectfully, "Son, where should we go next?"

Su Yu smiled and said, "Of course I'm going to the Ye family."

Qian Yu paused for a moment and said, "How can a mere Ye family let the Holy Son go in person? Leave it to me. I will take people to destroy them to avoid any more trouble."

He guessed what Su Yu was thinking. After killing Ye Fan, the news would eventually reach the Ye family.

Although the secular dynasty is short of cultivation resources, hatred is an extremely powerful force, and it is difficult to guarantee that a strong man will not suddenly appear in the Ye family to make a comeback.

The safest approach is to wipe out the entire Ye family.

"I'm going to do this myself," Su Yu said seriously.

As Ye Fan is the son of destiny, his family must not be an ordinary family.

Anything related to the Son of Destiny cannot be neglected and must be done personally.

Seeing Su Yu's serious answer, Qian Yu knew that the Holy Son had already made up his mind, so there was no need to persuade him at this time.

The Son of God was thoughtful and had his own plans. Qian Yu did not think about this any further.

Thinking of something, Qian Yu suddenly said: "And Chu Tiankuo and Wei Yuanxun from the Royal Sect, do we need to hunt them down?"

Su Yu shook his head and said with a smile: "Wait for good news from Shu Sanren, don't worry, they can't escape."

"Yes!" Qianyu clasped his fists and left.

All of this was arranged by Su Yu, and he didn't ask any questions.

Su Yu also looked at the destiny map. The new son of destiny had appeared and was still growing slowly. He was very interested.

However, his plan has been finalized. He will first destroy the Imperial Sect and then deal with this son of destiny.

The mainland of beauty.

Two weeks have passed since the war between the Sun family and the Tianyun Sect, and the smoke of gunpowder has completely subsided.

In a mountain forest.

Jun Jingwei was seriously injured at some point, and her clothes were stained with blood. An old man was supporting her.

This old man was Wei Yuanxun.

"Thank you, God Wei Xu."

Jun Jingwei's face was pale and she spoke weakly.

"You don't need to thank me. I never had any good feelings towards you. I wanted to kill you right now.

It's just that our Royal Sect was defeated this time, and the Saint's mentality will definitely be affected.

If you die in this battle, he will be devastated and his faith will be damaged. If you want to thank someone, then thank the Holy Son."

Wei Yuanxun didn't look happy when he spoke to her.

This woman from the secular dynasty will only affect Chu Xingchen's mind.

Hearing Wei Yuanxun's cold words, Jun Jingwei also snorted coldly, holding a grudge in her heart, and even with murderous intent in her eyes.

"Your death is not far away, old man."

Jun Jingwei thought of Su Yu's plan, her face became sinister, and she tore her clothes, leaving her hair disheveled.

"What are you doing"

When Wei Yuanxun saw Jun Jingwei's delicate body, he quickly turned his head and shouted sternly.

At this moment, two divine rainbows suddenly appeared in the sky.

One of them was Chu Tiankuo. He said with a worried look on his face: "We have already lost. We should escape quickly. How can we find Jun Jingwei in such a huge crowd? Maybe she is already dead."

Chu Xingchen looked anxious and pleaded, "Father, Jun Jingwei is very important to me. There has never been a woman who understands my preferences so well. She completely meets the standards of my wife.

Without her, I would rather die."

Hearing this, Chu Tiankuo's face turned green, and he quickly threw his sleeves and said in a sad voice: "What a sin, what a sin!"

Then I heard shouting from below.

“Help… Help!”

Hearing this voice, Chu Xingchen was overjoyed. This was Jun Jingwei's voice.