Chapter

In Shang Xin's eyes, the other party's sword was not fast at all, and it could even be said to be very slow.

The gap between the fifth and third levels is definitely not the gap between the two small levels. This is the case with the Combination Realm, and the same is true for the Combination Realm.

Shangxin is no longer the Shangxin that was half a year ago, but the five people are still five people half a year ago. Half a year ago, they were at the third level of the Heling Realm. Today, half a year later, it is still at the third level.

Cultivation is by no means an easy task, especially after the Spiritual Realm, each level of breakthrough cannot be achieved in a short time. Shang Xin is a miracle because he met a demon god who almost became a god. There may be only one such person in the world.

The sword had arrived in front of Shang Xin and was about to pierce into his throat. Shang Xin's former second senior brother had a smile on his face.

Shang Xin finally moved. No one in the room saw how Shang Xin did it. Everyone just heard the sound of "Dang", and then they saw the second senior brother opposite Shang Xin fall down, and blood flowing out of his throat. A leopard with patterns suddenly appeared beside him, and blood flowing out of his throat.

As long as the strong man in the Spirit Realm does not die, he will not break away from the fusion state with the guardian beast.

Once they are separated, there will be only one result, and both humans and animals will die.

The second senior brother died, and died under Shang Xin's sword.

The remaining people's faces had changed. At this time, they finally realized that Shangxin was no longer the Shangxin half a year ago.

I don’t know if he can learn martial arts, but there is no doubt that he already understands the basic skills of martial arts. Otherwise, how could he block the long sword that had locked him?

"Come together." Shang Xin's sword pointed at the remaining three people. Old Xuetou and the maid had not yet been placed in Shang Xin's eyes, but even the three people opposite him were not placed in Shang Xin's eyes.

The faces of the three of them changed. Before they could do anything, sweat had already soaked their clothes.

However, they still took out the sword, looked at each other, without saying a word, the three of them suddenly jumped out at the same time, the eldest brother was on the front of Shangxin, and the other two jumped to both sides of Shangxin, and the sword was swung out. They had not given up yet. Even if Shangxin was no longer the former Shangxin, could he avoid attacks from three sides?

As long as he has not reached the fifth level, he will inevitably die under his sword. This is what the three of them think at this moment.

Until this time, they did not expect that Shangxin had reached the fifth level. But it cannot be blamed for them. No one would have thought that in just half a year, someone would have reached the fifth level from the first level of the Heling Realm, which is almost impossible.

Therefore, they underestimated the business letter, and the underestimated result usually comes at the cost of life.

A purple light flashed, and the room suddenly lit up. At this moment, the rich purple light was so irritating that it was so hard that people could not open their eyes. Lao Xuetou felt a flash in front of her eyes, and her eyes were so painful that she was pricked by the purple light. She couldn't help but blink. When she opened it again, she found that the battle was over.

Three people, two of them are gone.

Where is the person? Old Xuetou couldn't figure it out, but suddenly he felt the temperature in the house rise a lot. Now it's March, and the weather is still very cold, but at this time, the house is countless times hotter than the scorching heat in June.

Lao Xue's sweat instantly made her clothes soak. This was not entirely because of the cold sweat shed from the nervousness. It was hot.

Old Xue felt as if he was in a stove. He barely looked at the only senior brother who still existed, but saw that the senior brother was not very good. Although he was still standing and did not disappear with the two junior brothers, he was not very complete.

One hand was gone, and the right hand holding the sword was gone, but no blood was flowing out from the wound where the wrist was cut.

A piece of burnt appeared at the wound, and a wisp of blue smoke emerged from it at this time.

The room was still hot, but after seeing the broken part of the elder brother's wrist, I suddenly felt cold again.

At this moment, he suddenly understood why the two men disappeared. After seeing the burnt on his wrist, he realized that fire not only burns people, but also burns people. Even bones can be burned into a wisp of smoke.

That's right, there are cigarettes in the house. Although not a lot, there are definitely quite a lot. There is a strange smell in the cigarettes. Old Xuetou suddenly felt that the taste was very similar to the taste of barbecue, although the meat was not roasted at all.

The stomach spasm, followed by a severe pain. Old Xuetou bent down and vomited desperately. Seeing him like that, he seemed to be unable to stop spitting out the bitter gallbladder. Half a quarter of an hour later, Old Xuetou suddenly fell down and fell on the fog he spit out. His body began to sobbed violently, and after sobbing, there was no sound.

A huge golden tiger appeared beside him, looked at Lao Xue's head for a few times, and actually walked out.

Lao Xue was dead and was not injured at all. His guardian beast left him. The Golden Tiger did not violate the contract. Such a way of death made the Golden Tiger unable to protect it. So the Golden Tiger walked out in a swagger. Perhaps, he was the first guardian beast who died and was still alive.

At this time, besides Shang Xin, only the living people were the senior brother with one hand missing and a little maid of seventeen or eighteen years old.

The little maid's face was pale, her whole body was trembling against the wall, and was moving towards the door little by little. In such a terrifying atmosphere, she could still maintain a little rationality and not even move at all sound. This was a very difficult thing. Even the old Xuetou who had lived a lifetime was far from doing this.

From this point of view, the little maid is not an ordinary person. Although she has a pale face, her calmness is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Little by little, the little maid finally moved to the door and could push open the door with just reaching out. At this moment, a bright light came from her eyes, and a smile appeared on her face. Her hand suddenly pushed towards the door quickly.

At this moment, a sword suddenly pierced into her throat silently, and then Shang Xin heard a chilling voice, "You can't leave."

Now, the only one who is still alive in the house is the former senior brother.

The muscles on the eldest brother's face were twisted and no longer looked like a person's face. He said in a trembling voice: "You won't let go of a maid?"

"I am not a saint or a gentleman." Shang Xin's voice suddenly became cold. "Everyone had to pay for everything you did to me at the beginning. I came to collect debts. In my heart, there was never the word "mercy". I didn't kill me at the beginning, but it was your misfortune."

The eldest brother sobbed in the corner of his mouth and showed a look of fear on his face. Indeed, he had never seen a person like Shang Xin, a girl he had never known, and he could even do it. Does he still have any humanity?

But when he thought so, he never thought about himself or what he did. Isn’t he inhumane?

"You are still alive now and you should know the reason."

The eldest brother said, "Do you want to know where others are? Do you think I will say it?"

"Will you not say it?" Shang Xin said: "I don't believe you will not say it."

The eldest brother sneered, with a hint of cruelty on his face, and said fiercely: "I won't say even if I die."

After the words came, he suddenly took a deep breath. He wanted to detonate the spiritual energy in his body to achieve the purpose of committing suicide. Even if a strong man in the Spiritual Realm could no longer kill people, it would be easy to die.

Shang Xin looked at him quietly, without moving or speaking.

The eldest brother was not dead. He suddenly realized that the spiritual energy in his body was gone, nothing was left.

His eyes rolled, and he wanted to hit the wall and committed suicide, but he found that he could not even move.

When his expression changed again, he suddenly thought of another solution in his mind. He opened his mouth and stretched out his tongue. It seemed that he was going to bite his tongue and commit suicide.

It seems that this senior brother is indeed a tough guy, not only to others, but also to himself.

At this moment, Shang Xin suddenly moved, and Shang Xin suddenly stretched out his fist and punched the eldest brother in the mouth.

This punch hit the elder brother's mouth with no teeth left, and even his tongue stretched out from his mouth was covered in blood.

"If you say it, I will let you die." Shang Xin said.

The eldest brother looked at Shang Xin's eyes, as if he was looking at a devil. He really didn't expect that the other party was already on guard against him to die. He opened his mouth and the eldest brother made a whimpering sound. He was hit by Shang Xin's punch, but he couldn't even say anything.

A joy suddenly appeared on his face, and he was punched into a mute by someone, and he actually smiled. The meaning of expressing it was very obvious. I couldn't even say anything. What else can you do?

Shang Xin did not show any disappointment at all. He seemed to have expected this. He flicked his hand on the Qiankun ring and added a piece of paper and a pen in his hand. He even brought this. It's not that Shang Xin once said that as long as you can think of something, there are all in his ring.

"You can't say it anymore, you can still write." Shang Xin said.

The eldest brother didn't hold a pen, but just looked at Shangxin, and he was not afraid of death.

Shang Xin didn't say anything. He lit his fingers at the senior brother's throat twice, then raised the sword in his hand and cut a piece of meat directly on the other party's body. He cut it very slowly, and a piece of meat was cut for a full minute. Shang Xin's sword seemed to have just taken out of the stove, with a scorching air flow on it. While cutting, the wound was squeaking with blue smoke.

What kind of punishment is this? What kind of pain will the person who is cut off suffer?

People who have not experienced it may not be able to imagine that under such pain, normal people should be unconscious. However, the former fake senior brother not only did not fall into a coma, but also had a particularly clear consciousness. He didn't know how Shang Xin did it, and he had no experience to think about it. Now his only idea is whether to pick up that pen?
Chapter completed!