Chapter 97 Killing the Yimo Sect (4)

Faced with the large-scale group attacks between the two, Ziying locked in the enemy in the melee. The purple lightning in the autumn water-like eyes gradually burned. The next moment, she had already strangely transformed into a thousand illusory shadows.

Where each illusory figure appeared, there was a Yimo Cult sect covering his throat, blood flowing along his fingers, his eyes staying unbelievably on his illusory body, and then he waited for the thousand illusions to disappear into the air before falling straight down.

Thousands of people fell to the ground at the same time and made only a sound of contact with the ground. This sweat-wrenching scene witnessed the power of Ziying's new fighting skills.

The footsteps of the Yimo Sect Master seemed to have grown up, and he was nailed to the ground and dared not move again. The remaining Yimo Sect members were also frightened by the killing gods and rushed towards Xiao Yao and Nan Erming in a panic, hoping that these two people were not as perverted as those above, hoping for that little luck.

"Damn, do you really treat me as a soft persimmon?" Nan Erming was a little ridiculous and looked at the Yimo Cult who was surging like a stray dog, and could not even raise the desire to use the Shocking Spike.

Staring at the crowd closer and closer with some resentment, Nan Erming raised his palm and patted it lightly. The light green mist slowly became rich like a flowing transparent body, submerging the Yimo Cult rushing in front like a floating veil, wrapping the scenery within hundreds of feet into a blurry and dizzy shell.

The dreamy mist quickly penetrated into the protective fighting spirit of the Yimo Cult, blending with the body, and rushing the fastest, suddenly felt stuffy in his chest, and his consciousness blurred. He covered his chest and threw it to the ground with a thump. His body quickly corroded, and the fog that became greener gradually rose from his internal organs and melted into the endless mist, and the mist became thicker.

As the bodies fell one after another, the fog was so thick that it could hardly be dissolved. The thick fog, like a fairyland, was like a bottomless abyss, devouring all the living objects. In a blink of an eye, there was no living person standing up within hundreds of meters beside Nan Erming.

Seeing this, the Yimo Cult, who was fleeing one after another, saw that it was not good, turned around and wanted to retreat. The storm raised his staff and the wind turned instantly. The quiet mist was like a net of heaven and earth under the urging of the wind. It was covered with screams. When it started, it returned to silence again, leaving corpses all over the ground...

At this point, all the Yimo Cultivators who invaded the Xiao clan, including the terrified and at a loss, only dozens of people remained. At this time, Xiao Yao was standing in front of these remaining soldiers with a proud look on his face.

"Don't you want to escape from me? I'll fulfill your wish." After glanced at the deadly defeated general, Xiao Yao raised his palm coldly and held it tightly. Under his storm, the surging white fighting spirit quickly condensed into a huge phantom, with a faint sound of a lion roar.

The five-star initial level strength exploded with all its strength, and Xiao Yao punched out with a punch, and a huge white lion appeared and fainted in it, making people feel disintegrated.

The leader of Yimo, who had long lost his fighting spirit, reluctantly raised his hands to fight to trap the beast, but he was immediately bombarded from afar like a kite with broken strings. He knocked countless flowers, plants and trees all the way to carry them into the grass, and the rest of the remaining people all bleed and died under the power of one punch.

The Yimo Cult leader, who was struggling in embarrassment, had his clothes ragged. Looking at the valley of Yimo Cult, he was the only one left, and his hands and feet became cold. The original plan that was almost certain was completely overturned after Xiao Yan's joining. Now even he himself was just fish on the chopping board. He looked at Xiao Yan and others step by step with a dull look at Xiao Yan and others step by step, and suddenly burst into hysterical laughter.
Chapter completed!