President's bodyguard

Chapter 1461

"Brother, brother, what should we do? We are going to die, what should we do?" The middle-aged man's voice was already crying.

The young man smiled faintly, and said, "Yes, you are going to die, but I promised you just now that I will give you a good time."

"What?" The middle-aged man was startled, his back felt cold, and his hairs stood on end. He was about to run without even thinking about it, but obviously, the young man didn't give him a chance.

"Z"

The young man raised his hand, raised his sword, and a sword mark appeared on the middle-aged man's neck, and then the body was separated at such a high speed that the middle-aged man seemed to have no time to fear and howl, and he was already lifeless.

Just like what the young man said, he did give the middle-aged man a good time, at least he didn't make him suffer endless pain like others before he died.

After the young man killed the middle-aged man, without any expression change on his face, he turned around and faced Situ Yuan who was sitting cross-legged in the distance and recovering.

Soon, the young man approached Situ Yuan, but at this time, there were many people protecting Situ Yuan, but the strongest one was the half-step Martial Emperor.

It seems that Situ Yuan still has enough confidence in himself. He may feel that even if he is seriously injured, none of the people present can pose a threat to him.

"Who are you?" A half-step Martial Emperor blocked the young man's way, but seeing that the young man didn't seem to be affected by the sound of Bixiao Fairy Su Hongxiu's flute, he just beheaded a member of the Monster Slayer Alliance, but he didn't. If you are too vigilant, you should regard the youth as your own.

"Who am I?" There was a playful smile on the corner of the young man's mouth, and then, the answer to the other party was a sword, as fast as lightning, and as strong as a sword of a god or demon.

The Martial Emperor barely saw how the young man made the move, and he already felt the smell of dying. It was too fast, so fast that he had no time to react. It was too strong, so strong that he had no ability to resist.

"puff"

The heart was pierced, and the half-step Wuhuang's body flew out tens of meters in the air, and then landed, dead!

Such a scene made the people protecting Situ Yuan stunned for a moment. How could a sixth-level Immeasurable Realm kill their half-step Martial Emperor?

The remaining half-step Martial Emperors all surrounded the young man almost at the same time.

"who are you?"

Even Situ Yuan, who was recuperating with his eyes closed, opened his eyes. He didn't expect that someone would dare to come to him to kill people.

"Shhhhh..."

The young man's sword seemed to be a chain of ecstasy from hell. Every time the sword was released, every sword energy made those half-step martial emperors feel the fear that touched the bottom of their hearts.

Moreover, what made them most desperate was that every sword qi was actually permeated with a strong death aura.

Although they were able to barely block the youth's sword energy, the moment they blocked the sword energy, the death energy invaded their bodies silently, and then began to wantonly destroy their body tissues, causing their strength, reaction, The speed is greatly reduced.

When the young man drew his sword again, there were several people who couldn't stop it anymore.

A total of six half-step Martial Emperors, in front of the young man, only lasted for ten breaths, and all of them fell down.

"I can't kill you even if you blow yourself up, but I'm a little surprised." The young man turned his head to look at Situ Yuan.

"You, who are you?" Situ Yuan asked in horror.

"Who am I?" The young man raised his head, and a resolute and handsome face with an evil smile appeared in front of Situ Yuan.

"Wang, Wang Yiyun?" Situ Yuan couldn't believe his eyes, "How is it possible, aren't you already dead? How come?"

Wang Yiyun was beheaded by Situ Yuan himself. Because of this, he almost lost his life, but now, Wang Yiyun stood in front of him in a good manner. How could he accept this?

"I'm sorry to disappoint you." Wang Yiyun smiled lightly, "I'm not dead, but you will die soon."

"No! Save me, save me!" Situ Yuan roared, and slapped his right hand on the ground, his whole body was ejected, he wanted to run.

From the situation where the young man fought those half-step martial emperors just now, Situ Yuan could already see that the current him was definitely no match for the young man.

Not far away, Su Hongxiu, who was playing the flute, noticed this scene immediately.

"Soul woman, save Situ Yuan!" Su Hongxiu said.

After hearing Su Hongxiu's order, Leishen Hunnu turned her head to see the situation on Situ Yuan's side. Hunnu did not hesitate to use the actual combat soul formula, and a spirit attack rushed at the young man. At this time, they were far away from each other. It must have been too late in the past, but the soul was still in time.

However, just as his divine soul attack rushed out, suddenly a more powerful force suddenly appeared, strangling all of his divine soul power with an aura almost like Trigula's.

"Who is it?" Hunnu was shocked, she knew how strong her spirit attack was, except for the last time he suffered a loss with Wang Huai, he had almost never missed a shot, but today, he missed again ?

Moreover, the strength of the opponent seems to be far above him.

"Hey, you old woman, if you know how to restrain yourself after suffering a loss last time, and hide in the middle-level domain, maybe you can live a few more days, but since you want to die, I can help you."

A middle-aged man appeared in front of the soul woman.

"You..." Hun Nuo looked at the other party, she was a little surprised at first, and then she looked shocked, "Are you nameless?"

The middle-aged man smiled lightly, the muscles on his face twitched for a while, his face changed obviously, and soon turned into another face, which was Wuming.

"Wu Ming, how dare you disobey the Holy Emperor?" Hun Nuo said angrily.

Wuming smiled slightly, "Yeah, so?"

After finishing speaking, Wuming stepped forward and slapped out a palm.

"boom"

Hunnu collided with Wuming with a palm, and the whole person flew upside down for dozens of meters, but Wuming didn't give her a chance at all. Before she could stabilize, Wuming had already followed up and used the second palm.

Horrified in the soul woman's heart, the soul attack was used again, this time, the experience was stronger and the speed was faster.

"boom"

However, it was still blocked by Wuming.

"Small tricks, even my apprentice can't beat him, and you still want to deal with me? It's whimsical!"

Although Wuming said so, he still felt a little emotional in his heart. The soul attack of the soul woman is indeed impossible to guard against. The horror of the battle soul art, even the upper Martial Emperor, may fall into his way if he is a little careless.

Wuming is a little fortunate, that is, before that, Wang Huai showed him the battle spirit game he got from Hunyu, and he also practiced. Although the time is too short, it is impossible to practice to be proficient, but at least he knows Some principles of the Battle Soul Art, therefore, have a lot more confidence in defense, and his combat power is still much stronger than that of the soul woman, so that he can gain an absolute upper hand in the battle.

"Okay, bye."

After finishing speaking, Wuming slapped down his palm and slapped on the soul cover of the soul woman.