Chapter 939

It's just like the killing gods from hell. The killing spirit is surging and frightening. Even if the two worshippers have deep internal power, they are also oppressed by the killing spirit, and their mind is a little restless.

"Get rid of him!" The two worshippers looked at each other, no longer reserved, released the strongest force and accelerated the attack. The silver nine foot long whip was like a flexible poisonous snake, flying from left to right, attacking Su Yang's left and right sides. The tiger's head and two hooks smashed all the way. There was no fancy move, only the purest force.

Fuck!

Su Yang picks his eyebrows and retreats to dodge. He picks, waves, cuts and stabs his sword to block the attack of the silver whip. Under normal circumstances, a light sword will suffer a lot when it encounters a whip. Once it is entangled by the whip, the light sword will be easily broken.

The worship of using the long whip always wanted to entangle Su Yang's sword. Su Yang handed the sword to him very readily and said“ As you wish. "

In the heart of the worshiper, he was very happy. In his heart, he said, let alone a sword. Even if it's a huge axe, it's not an opponent when it comes to my whip.

Seeing the sword entangled by the long whip, the long whip is like a poisonous snake catching its prey. It quickly entangles the sword and begins to shrink. With bursts of clear sound, the worshiper's face turns into a flower.

Before the offering finished laughing, the smile on his face suddenly froze, and the sword was intact, but the whip was abandoned, turned into a piece and fell on the opposite side. Before the offering was excited for long, Su Yang waved his sword and broke through the heart of the offering. Then Su Yang manipulated the magic weapon to attack another offering again.

Holding the tiger's head hook, the worshiper didn't realize that his companion was killed. Shaking the hook affected the air flow, such as Taishan pressing the top, and quickly smashed Su Yang.

"It's over!" Su Yang said faintly, reaching for the tiger's head hook, the magic weapon flew away with a series of cold light. In an instant, he chopped it out more than ten times, abruptly chopped the heavy tiger's head hook into dozens of pieces, and then the magic weapon passed through the neck of the worshiper.

After that, Su Yang waves his hand and receives the magic weapon into the storage ring. With both hands on his back, he arrogantly lets Lu Yingwei and Lu Yafeng say, "how do you want to die?"

Lu Yingwei himself is a master, can see the door, know that two powerful worship has been killed, heart suddenly cool half.

As for Lu Yafeng, although he is the strength of the primary level of Xuanji, he is not obtained by cultivation. He is just half hanging and can't understand it at all.

"Before the battle is over, it's time to thump?" Lu Yafeng snorted with disdain.

Plop... Plop

With the sound of two heavy objects falling to the ground, the two worshippers fell one after another, and there was a pool of blood on the ground.

Seeing this scene, Lu Yafeng, who is preparing to continue beating, suddenly blows up. He jumps up from the ground and runs to Lu Yingwei in a hurry. He looks at Su Yang in horror.

Fan Tong and others have been silly. The two worshippers have a high reputation in YJ, and their strength is quite strong. They were killed easily by Su Yang.

"At the beginning of the fierce battle, Mr. Su just wanted to exercise his muscles and bones. When the warm-up exercise was over, he began to kill." Fan Tong nodded and said.

Lu Yingwei looked at the sacrifice and Su Yang, and said in a deep voice, "what do you want from the Lu family?"

Su Yang went to Lu Yingwei and said faintly, "I'm short of money recently. I want to ask you for some money."