Amidst the screams of the blood-clothed bandits were cut off in the back, and the sinful life ended in a pool of blood.

With a gap between two or even three major realms, it was almost like a difference between immortals and mortals. Hu Ze transformed into a single body and killed everyone effortlessly, just a matter of a blink of an eye.

The blood snake and the blood eagle tried their best to avoid the claw attack on the head, and fled with fear, but in an instant, the fox tail transformed by the demon essence swept over, and they swept them from the sky like a thousand-foot magic slap them in the sky like a fly.

Boom!

The two of them fell to the ground like a huge rock, and their bones all over their bodies seemed to be disintegrated.

When they struggled to get up and looked around with a strong breath, they saw Hu Ze transforming into a land and walking slowly.

"Why... why did you take action yourself?" Blood Eagle asked in despair.

Hu Ze turned into a slight daze, thought for a while, but replied seriously: "According to reliable statistics, most of the battles and deaths in this world occur among cultivators of different levels, and more than 99% of the dead were killed by masters who were above at least one great realm."

"Don't you usually do this? There are many more ordinary civilians or low-level monks who die at your hands than at the same level."

The Blood Eagle opened its mouth and was speechless.

Hu Ze transformed into a faint smile, but his eyes were cold: "It's fine if you usually make trouble in a foreign country, but now you dare to come to my territory. This is a way to die."

"Ah!" The blood snake Yang Zhaihou glared and jumped up, his blood and blood turned into a poisonous body, splashing it forward.

But this poisonous blood penetrated through Hu Ze's incarnation, as if what we saw in front of us was just a phantom.

"How could this be?" Yang Zhaihou felt cold and felt a big deal.

At this moment, the sense of crisis came, and a delicate jade hand covered with blood penetrated from the back of his heart and came straight out from the front.

"puff……"

While coughing up blood, Yang Zhaihou staggered out while staggering, walked forward a few steps, and half kneeled on the ground.

He looked back with fear, and then he realized that a translucent figure was holding his heart.

This is a beautiful woman, dressed gorgeously and boldly, like a fox fairy, like a ghost, and exudes an ominous and evil spirit all over.

Yang Zhaihou seemed to have some understanding: "This... is this a gangster?"

"Haha..." Hu Ze turned into a smile and pointed at Yang Zhaihou.

"Even if I die, I will not sit still and wait for death!" Yang Zhaihou angrily sacred the bloody snake and left heading towards him.

But he saw the blood snake passing through his body and still did not hit the entity of Hu Ze's incarnation. Instead, Hu Ze's incarnation's finger pointed at his forehead and pierced it with a slight sound.

"How...how is it possible?" Yang Zhai Hou suddenly widened his eyes.

Hu Ze transformed into a shaking hand gently, and the phantom flashed. Another beautiful woman's figure held her brain in her hand, crushing it to pieces like crushing tofu.

The next moment, the third beautiful figure appeared in the phantom holding Yang Zhaihou's true pill, and crushed it together, killing the Green Forest master who was intimidating Zhuzhou.

"What kind of secret method is this? I can't see through it!" The Blood Eagle already had the will to die, but in the face of this strange scene, he still couldn't help but suck in the cold air.

The instinct of survival overcomes fear, like the qi and blood of fire, surging out, intending to use their own yang energy to erode the Yin evil and resist the invasion of female ghosts.

But unexpectedly, the figures of three beautiful women suddenly teleported over, and the sharp claws stretched out to three inches long on the slender jade fingers, and instantly tore off a large piece of flesh and blood from his body.

"Drink...Breaking the Gang Slash!"

The Blood Eagle's sword is like the wind, and the sword that is wide in the palm is wrapped in flames, emitting a strong aura, but it also penetrates through it.

"whee……"

The three women laughed indifferently, as if teasing their prey.

"Ah! I'll kill! Kill!"

The Blood Eagle has completely fallen into madness, and the various sword techniques he has learned throughout his life have been continuously used, like a storm's sword aura covering the surroundings.

But what made him desperate was that the three female ghosts seemed to have invisible characteristics. No matter how he activated the qi, blood, and the sword, the sword light was still unhindered.

After a while, the Blood Eagle knelt on the ground, and the blood in his mouth was pouring out, and he couldn't stop spitting out.

The muscles, tendons and meridians on his body were almost cut off, and he could only use his own will to activate the martial soul to turn into an eagle, like a phantom of a demon bird covering his body, barely supporting him to not fall down.

Hu Ze transformed into a slightly curious look at his martial soul and nodded, "You are much more powerful than the man just now."

The next moment, he took action himself and crushed his martial soul and soul.

"whee……"

Three female ghosts flew over and climbed around Hu Ze's transformation, like a bird lying on others.

Everyone in the market watched this scene and couldn't help but swallow their saliva, silent.

Hu Ze transformed into a rogue and said, "These bandits are not to be jealous of death. They must be buried, and their belongings will be confiscated."

Then he flew into the sky and left.

Three female ghosts were like streaming light, sank into his body.

"No... I am worthy of being the king!"

After a long time, the silent crowd finally recovered and felt relieved.

"I've worked and done it, I'll deal with these people."

Everyone relaxed and hurriedly buried the blood-clothed bandits according to the instructions before Hu Ze transformed into a newborn.

But soon, everyone was stunned again, and all their faces showed strange expressions.

In front of them, there were only enemies with tilted and terrible wounds on their bodies.

The trace of the ditch disappeared without warning.

"It's really a hell..."

...

Hu Ze transformed into a journey westward and headed straight to the only way for King Yong to go to Jishan.

He flew in the sky, looking into the distance from time to time, as if he was looking at something, but in fact, Li Chen's true body was hidden in the underground base in the King's Mansion of Pingqiu, searching for the whereabouts of Yongwang with his eyes and ears.

Soon after, Hu Ze seemed to have some feeling incarnation, and fell down on the mountain beside a canyon, and the fox tail was raised again, like six long banners rising in the wind.

He stood there with a faint smile on his face, like a statue standing.

After a while, on the rugged mountain road, an iron-armored guard of more than ten cavalry roared by a strange beast.

Hu Ze transformed into a craftsman without moving and continued to wait until more than a hundred breaths later, the falcon roared, and a team of more than three hundred people came from the southwest.

In front of this team, there were iron cavalry in the wild beasts leading the way, and behind the armored soldiers pressed the formation. In the middle was a bright yellow cover. There were thirty-two burly warriors carrying them, like a chariot in a house, a wealthy slave in colorful robes, and maids. It was the journey of King Yong to the Jishan Palace.

Hu Ze's incarnation jumped up like a phantom shuttled.

Along the way, all the cavalry, guards, slaves, and maids ignored them and ignored them, allowing him to take the chariot all the way.

Hu Ze transformed into a bead curtain, and a man wearing a bright yellow dragon robe appeared in front of him.
Chapter completed!