Chapter 1,228 Robbery 3

All this was too sudden. From the fight to the monk being shot into the sea, it was just a short breath. No one was surprised at such a speed.

Before everyone could react, Zhuang Sheng floated on the huge rock, with his hands behind his back, as if he was despising everything.

"roll……"

The king's defense was domineering. Even the Nascent Soul monk was shocked by the momentum that looked down on the sky.

After hearing this, several golden elixirs came to their senses, looked at each other for a few times, and took two steps back without realizing it. The soul of the Nascent Soul cultivator in the air had already gone deep into the air to check the breath of the great disciple. What shocked him was that his disciple had no breath and had disappeared from life and death.

"You guys, don't even think about running away..."

At this moment, the Nascent Soul monk was furious and his most proud disciple was tortured in front of him, but in this way.

Boom...

The aura of the Nascent Soul can no longer be hidden, and the powerful aura soared into the sky. The sea under me seemed to be weighed down by this aura, otherwise it would be restless. The wind and clouds in the sky were surging, which was very depressing.

Zhuang Sheng's face was solemn. Zhuang Xiaomeng also regained his vigilance at this moment and stared at the Nascent Soul monk, but his eyes were calm and there was no sign of nervousness.

In other words, are they not afraid of the Nascent Soul monks?

Thinking of this, Yang Chen became even more afraid of the two brothers and sisters and the Evil Valley.

Um?

At this moment, the three of them suddenly condensed, and the next moment, the Nascent Soul disappeared from the spot.

As Zhuang Sheng shouted, he suddenly flashed and appeared two feet away.

Bang...

A bottomless palm print appeared on the huge rock underneath, and there were no cracks around the palm print.

The power of this palm is too well controlled. Although this Nascent Soul cultivator is a weaker existence among the Nascent Soul, his strength is still not to be underestimated compared to the Golden Pill monk.

Zhuang Xiaomeng stared at the Nascent Soul who appeared at Zhuang Sheng’s original location, and clenched his fists unconsciously.

Facing the Nascent Soul monk, she was also worried about her brother's life and death battle with the Nascent Soul monk, and they had no experience.

"Good response, but..."

The Nascent Soul was a little surprised when he saw Zhuang Sheng avoiding his attack, but he was even more ecstatic. He saw that Zhuang Sheng's skills were very mysterious, so he had already made plans to take them for himself. You must know that the best skills he practiced were the peak skills at the Earth level, but judging from the skills he performed just now, it was definitely the best.

He almost didn't see why his disciple suddenly had a sudden stagnation, allowing Zhuangsheng to seize the opportunity to kill him. So he concluded that if this kid had no martial arts, he would have some magic weapon.

If you kill these three people here, no one will know that you will be able to seize their things.

Unexpectedly, I would have such a great gain if I came out to rob and block the flying boat on the first day.

"It's in my hands, it's not unfair!"

Oh!

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhuang Sheng's expression changed, his figure flashed, and a shadowless palm print hit behind him.

With a roar, the sea water was pushed out of a huge gully by the invisible palm force, and a huge wave of a hundred feet was raised at the front. This energy was at least a thousand feet above the sea before it calmed down.

What surprised Zhuang Sheng was that the Nascent Soul cultivator, in a chic, continuously and easily unleashed a lot of energy in his hands, and came to him.

"Hehehe...yes, I'm becoming more and more interested in this path. A mere Golden Pill monk can avoid the "shadowless palm" of this path. It can be seen that your martial arts are extraordinary, and I'm accepting it with a smile..."

"I'm afraid you won't have that life!"

Zhuang Sheng snorted coldly, and flew towards the Nascent Soul cultivator at a speed that was almost unrecognizable to the naked eye. Seeing this, the Nascent Soul squinted his eyes and smiled;

"It's so stupid to realize the gap in strength and not want to escape, but want to fight! Hehehehe..."

Seeing Zhuang Sheng avoiding his attack and approaching him, he did not stop him, but slowed down the attack speed a little. He was confident that in this way, the Jindan monk would have no way to escape.

While laughing wildly, he did not forget Zhuang Xiaomeng, so he ordered the golden elixirs;

"Kill that kid, don't hurt that little beauty! Hahaha..."

At this time, Zhuang Sheng came to his sight. The Nascent Soul monk pointed his toes and then retreated. He did not intend to kill the young and energetic Jindan monk in front of him immediately. He wanted to learn more about the secrets of this Jindan monk.

"die……"

Zhuang Sheng punched several consecutive punches at the Nascent Soul, and his powerful strength was amazing.

Bang bang...

But the Nascent Soul accurately shot out the palm prints and resolved Zhuang Sheng's attacks one after another.

Zhuang Sheng's attack did not work at all.

On the other side, six golden elixir monks were sneering at Zhuang Xiaomeng and the others.

At this time, Yang Chen saw someone killing him, resolutely chose to retreat and escape, leaving the scope of the battle. When the golden elixirs saw Yang Chen running away, one of them chased after him in the middle stage.

The other five people surrounded Zhuang Xiaomeng;

"It is your blessing to be taken by the master. I will surrender. We don't want to hurt you!"

"Don't be ungrateful and prosperous in the future!"

Seeing these people, Zhuang Xiaomeng's eyes were still just watching Zhuang Sheng in the battle.

Seeing this, one of the monks exchanged glances with the others, brushed and flashed, and had already appeared in front of Zhuang Xiaomeng, pointing like a storm of wind and as fast as lightning, pointing to Zhuang Xiaomeng's vital points. He wanted to close Zhuang Xiaomeng's acupoints and capture Zhuang Xiaomeng alive.

But just as his finger was about to touch Zhuang Xiaomeng, Zhuang Xiaomeng withdrew his gaze and held his eyes lightly.

Um?

The next moment, the monk rolled his eyes and a smile suddenly appeared on his face. The smile seemed very happy, and there was no enemy in front of him in his eyes.

"careful……"

When a late-stage monk in the Golden Pill stage saw this scene, he roared. The monk seemed to be trembling and recovered his mind the next moment. However, at this moment, he saw the fear in the eyes of several companions around him. At the same time, he also felt that his spiritual energy was disappearing and his heart was in severe pain.

Looking down, I saw a colorful, slightly refined blade inserted on my chest. Looking along the blade, there was a small finger at the end of the blade, which was a nail that grew from her fingers.

But he knew that this was a weapon!

puff……

There was a kind of power that made him sleep. He looked up slightly and looked at the cold expression on his delicate face. A thought flashed across him, and this little girl was the real cruel character.

"You...rescue..."

Puff...

At this moment, Zhuang Xiaomeng, who had no expression on his face, waved his hand gently. Among the interlaced lights, the monk's body shook into the sky, and several wounds almost cut him into several petals.

He didn't even have time to make a scream, but he fell down with a thud and died.

"You...you dare to kill the people from Wuwang Hailiuqiu Island. You deserve to die..."

Zheng...

brush……

With a cold light, a figure had appeared behind him. In his horror, a blood fountain gushed in front of his chest.

Wow...
Chapter completed!