Chapter 1,180: Kill with one blow

Plop!

Jiao Hao's head slipped from his neck and finally hit the ground.

Bright red and dazzling blood.

The ground was stained red.

Jiao Hao's face was still full of fear and confusion.

He didn't understand why he died here?

His powerful body and famous stunts have yet to be displayed.

His life ended like this?

It's a pity that he never had a chance to think about it.

The body that lost its center of gravity also fell to the ground.

Only then did everyone react.

"Jiao Hao is dead?"

Chu Yuanming took a breath of cold air.

In both eyes, the pupils suddenly contracted.

Jiao Hao is not weak.

At the second level of the Imperial Martial Realm, one is physically stronger and has great strength.

It was him who wanted to kill Jiao Hao so easily.

It's also very difficult.

However, Xiao Changfeng did it.

That green sword light.

Like a magic weapon, it easily chopped off Jiao Hao's head.

This made him terrified.

But what frightened him even more.

It is Jiao Hao’s identity.

These are people from the Huangyuan tribe.

And he is also the grandson of Elder Jiao Xuan.

Now Elder Jiao Xuan is outside the inn.

This is simply equivalent to being beheaded in person.

If there was still a glimmer of hope before.

Then with Jiao Hao's death at this time.

The only option is to fight to the death.

"Brother Xiao!"

Wang Tingfu trembled slightly.

He knew that with Jiao Hao's death, there would be no room for maneuver in this matter.

This made him sigh.

His eyes showed sadness.

And outside the inn.

Elder Jiao Xuan's eyes widened.

Strong anger and murderous intent intertwined in his eyes.

It finally turned into an earth-shattering roar.

"I want your life to be worse than death!"

The roar shook the sky, the pressure of the ninth level of the Imperial Martial Realm.

It instantly enveloped the entire Dacheng Inn.

It made everyone tremble.

However, a figure was faster than Elder Jiao Xuan.

"Grandpa, I'm going to avenge my brother!"

Jiao Nu's voice sounded in the air.

And her figure quickly entered the Dacheng Inn.

Revenge for Jiao Hao?

Naturally, Jiao Nu didn’t have such thoughts.

She just wanted to find an excuse to take action.

She desires to kill.

More eager to brutally kill.

And the stronger he is, the more she likes him.

Xiao Changfeng made her excited and excited.

At this moment, he wanted to use all his favorite methods on Xiao Changfeng.

So she rushed out.

"Witchcraft: Undead as a Dragon!"

Jiao Nu let out a low drink.

Suddenly, majestic black mist spurted out from the bamboo stick in her hand.

The black mist exudes a disgusting stench.

Instead, it condensed into a dragon in mid-air with teeth and claws.

These are the spirits of death that she finally collected.

A living person only needs to be contaminated a little.

It’s not just the physical body that can fester and rot.

And even the soul will be affected.

"cut!"

Xiao Changfeng saw this black fog dragon.

Without even raising his eyelids, he just waved his hand and chopped it off.

Suddenly there was a green light, like a sword, turning into a sword.

Across a dozen meters of sky.

Haohaoran chopped it down in the air.

Tear!

The strong necromantic energy collided with mana.

It makes a harsh corrosive sound.

Although the Black Mist Dragon was eventually annihilated.

But Xiao Changfeng's green sword light was also completely corroded.

"Come out, my darlings!"

Jiao Nu was not discouraged by the defeat of the Black Mist Dragon.

She waved her hand.

Suddenly a clay pot was taken out by her.

Then from the clay pot.

Centipedes, lizards, toads and other poisonous creatures crawled out.

These are all monsters.

And each one is not weak in strength.

He actually has the strength of the Tianwu realm.

Jiao Nu doesn't know how to cultivate them.
To be continued...