Slaying God: Mingjie Agent, starting with Emperor Armor

Chapter 263

The air was suddenly quiet.

Everyone looked at Shen Qingzhu, their eyes filled with shock.

"Fuck, brother, you..."

As Baili Pang opened his mouth, he saw Shen Qingzhu stagger and fall headfirst. Fortunately, his body was held up in the air by an unknown force, so he did not fall to the ground.

"well done."

Su Chen's voice was heard and everyone looked back.

I saw Su Chen walking slowly towards me.

Shen Qingzhu sat on the ground. Due to the overdraw of his mental strength, he looked a little listless, with a forced smile on the corner of his mouth.

With the death of the third seat, everyone's tense nerves gradually relaxed, and Baili Pangpang couldn't help but ask.

"Fuck, bro, your knife is amazing."

"Didn't you give it a name?"

When everyone heard this, they instantly became interested.

"Knife fight?"

"If you are a brother, come and chop me?"

"Pull the knife?"

Everyone was talking at once, and Shen Qingzhu's mouth twitched, but he still looked at Su Chen.

"Why are you looking at me? It's your knife, you decide for yourself."

Shen Qingzhu lowered his head, looked at the blade in his hand, thought seriously for a moment, and then whispered two words.

"Nirvana"

"What a good name! With one strike of the sword, all things are annihilated."

Su Chen nodded, but didn't say much. He looked at the head of the third seat, and a barely perceptible smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Okay, you guys leave here first, I have some things to take care of."

"what's up?"

"Mumbling."

Upon hearing this, Shen Qingzhu staggered to his feet, leaning on his knife.

"I will go with you."

Su Chen waved his hand.

"You've helped me kill the third one. That's enough. Now it's my turn to do the rest."

"I promised the teacher that I would kill Whispering."

Three years ago, he promised the old man from Shenshan that he would kill Yiyu with his own hands.

Now is the time to deliver on that promise.

Looking at Su Chen's eyes, no one continued talking.

"Didn't Yiyu escape? No matter how strong Yiyu is, he's no match for the Sword Saint, right?"

Su Chen looked towards the corner, the smile still on his face.

"No, he's right here."

While talking.

Su Chen took a step forward and his figure instantly disappeared from the spot, leaving everyone confused. They looked at each other and had no choice but to wait there.

Nightmare space.

Yiyu sat on the illusory throne, his face as pale as paper, but he still maintained his aristocratic demeanor.

The ninth seat stood respectfully below.

"He Lin, you've been with me for 11 years, right?"

"Yes."

"You said at the time that I missed Song Jiang very much. Now, I have a great plan, and I need a little help to implement it."

"He Lin, are you willing to die for the entire Ancient God Church, for the glory of the [believers], and for me?"

Today, the human ceiling has arrived.

The whisper was very clear. Even Klein's peak-level Wind Vein Earth Dragon was nothing more than a toy in his hands.

Sooner or later, they will catch up.

If you want to turn the tables, you have to completely repair the Altar of Hades!

By then, the god of the underworld Osiris will come in person, and there will still be a chance. At least, he can survive!

As long as you are alive there is hope!

He Lin was stunned and looked at Yi Yu with a wry smile.

"Master Yiyu, after all these years, you haven't changed at all. You're still the same as Song Jiang... a hypocrite."

As he spoke, He Lin flashed forward, grabbed Yi Yu's throat with lightning speed, and lifted him up from the throne.

"I'm sorry, I'm undercover!"

A trace of surprise appeared on Yiyu's pale face.

"how is this possible?"

"I clearly have a soul contract with you, how could you possibly betray me?"

A hint of sarcasm appeared on He Lin's face.

"You think too highly of your soul contract. In front of that guild master, your soul contract is no different from garbage."

"President? Aren't you a Night Watchman?"

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! Apart from the Ancient God Church, I have never heard of any other forces in Daxia!"

He Lin sneered.

"Poor ant, your vision is so narrow!"

"You, a Wuliang, are calling me an ant?"

Yayu went from being panicked at the beginning to gradually calming down, and his eyes changed quietly.

"Eleven years, your patience is beyond my imagination."

"This is just a necessary skill for an assassin. It's not worth mentioning at all. Facts have proven that this trick of mine is very effective."

He Lin pinched the whispering hand a little harder.

Yiyu raised the corners of his mouth and spoke incoherently.

"You underestimate the gods! You underestimate the gods' agents."

Yi Yu had already found a way to escape. The reason why he was wasting time with him was, on the one hand, it was indeed a bit unexpected, and on the other hand, he wanted to get more useful information from He Lin.

Now that He Lin wanted to kill him, he didn't pretend anymore.

Yiyu's figure became illusory, quietly broke away from He Lin's control, and instantly appeared in front of him.

Just slap it out lightly!

boom-!

The expected thing did not happen. Yi Yu looked at the familiar figure in front of him, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"It's you!"

He Lin was also surprised.

Isn't this the nightmare world of raving? When did he come in?

Yi Yu instantly moved away and looked at Su Chen with a gloomy expression.

He didn't even notice Su Chen's appearance.

Three years ago, his mental power was suddenly sealed. After multiple investigations, the suspect was finally identified as Su Chen.

Over the past three years, every humiliation he suffered at the hands of a woman turned into resentment towards Su Chen.

Su Chen didn't care and looked at Yi Yu with a smile.

"meet again."

Yi Yu sneered and said viciously.

"Although I don't know what means you used, if you dare to enter my nightmare space, you must be prepared to die!"

This is his home ground.

Even though he was seriously injured now, it was no problem for him to deal with a peak Sea Realm cultivator at the Klein Realm.

"Don't be so arrogant when you speak, it will make you look weak."

Hear the words.

Yiyu felt humiliated and the expression on his face became even more angry.

"You are not qualified to challenge me!"

"How will you know if you don't try?"

Su Chen was surrounded by purple light.

next second.

Shura Armor-Now!

A powerful aura instantly permeated the entire space, and the nightmare space, which was already barely holding on, was now even more shaky.

Thunder-thunder-dark!

[Ashura Demon Dagger] appeared in Su Chen's hand, the silver light reflected in Yiyu's pupils, and his heart skipped a beat.

When he thought that he was in his own nightmare space, Yiyu took a deep breath and immediately felt relieved.

"It's useless. In the nightmare space, I am invincible!"

He was already exhausted, and could only barely use his ability to escape once. He needed to find the right moment, otherwise he would surely die...

This is the final psychological game...

Win and you live, lose and you die.

Su Chen chuckled and swung his knife without warning.

A purple light suddenly appeared, and the deep sword energy was like a startled wild goose in the dark night, carrying the breath of destruction, and slashed towards the whispering.

Yayu's pupils trembled violently, and the body he controlled became weak again.

The moment the purple blade light passed through the phantom, terrifying fighting spirit raged in the phantom.

"No, it's impossible!"

Yiyu's eyes stared at Su Chen, full of confusion.

How could this be?

Isn’t he afraid that he has a backup plan?

However, it was all too late.

Yiyu's figure gradually dissipated under the brilliant and terrifying purple sword light, leaving only wisps of transparent fragments, which also dissipated as the nightmare space collapsed.

Whispering—Dead!