Chapter 1162 (1/2)

A martial artist in the early days of Zhenshen realm, at least he was the one who got the chance to multiply the world, but he had no power to fight back when he fell into Su Ling's hands.

In an instant, Su Ling broke his neck, which is undoubtedly the absolute crushing of power. Otherwise, how could a true God martial artist die so miserable?

You know, the true God martial artist didn't even force Su Ling to use Kung Fu or Xuanqi.

The action of breaking the neck is only due to the huge gap in the physical strength of the martial arts. Yes, the warrior in the early stage of zhenshenjing was defeated by Su Ling, just because Su Ling's physical strength was much stronger than that in the early stage of zhenshenjing.

”This... How is it possible!”

”Just now, what happened?”

”Why, at least he is also a warrior in the true God realm. Su Ling didn't even use Xuanqi. It's incredible to kill such a powerful warrior in the early stage of the true God realm.”

”Yes! Doesn't it mean that Su Ling's martial arts are ruined? Why can Su Ling still have such a powerful power? It's impossible, it's impossible.”

At this moment, all the martial artists around them were in trouble. They really couldn't understand why a martial artist in the early stage of zhenshenjing was so weak, or why Su Ling could be so powerful. It was clear that the martial arts had been abolished.

”No, this guy has been pretending?”

Suddenly, the warrior frowned and shocked.

”It's impossible! Su Lingwu's way is ruined, which is what many martial artists here have witnessed with their own eyes. He can't recover in just two days.”

Other martial artists immediately stood up and went to the Dan temple to confirm whether Su Ling's martial arts were completely abolished. The martial artist did follow the people.

The more so, the martial artist became more and more convinced that Su Ling was indeed the end of martial arts.

But in this way, it can't explain why the warrior in the early stage of zhenshenjing was so twisted by Su Ling in front of many warriors, but he didn't have the power to fight back.

It should be noted that although a warrior in the early stage of zhenshenjing has no ability to move mountains and fall into the sea, he can also destroy mountains and rocks. He has the powerful power to smash the long river. He will never be in battle and even have the ability to fight back. Unless, between the two, there is a great repression.

But with Su Ling and the abolition of martial arts, where does it come from?

There are more than a thousand martial artists present. At the moment, they all look confused. Among them, the most shocking martial artists include Zhao Wuji and several elders of several ancient families.

At the moment, the oldest and oldest powerful martial artists all frowned, looked very serious, looked gloomy and dignified, and stared at Su Ling standing at the entrance of the treasure house not far away. Su Ling's sudden appearance in the treasure house has shocked them. Needless to say, Su Ling now directly breaks the neck of a warrior in the early stage of zhenshenjing with one hand.

This series of events all lack a strong and powerful explanation, which is puzzling and contemplative.

Zhao Wuji's eyes were sharp and stared at Su Ling angrily, trying to find the answer on Su Ling. However, it seemed that facing the early warrior of zhenshenjing who was pinched off his neck in an instant, Su Ling was extremely calm, as if nothing had happened just now.

Su Ling always had a faint smile on her face. When Zhao Wuji and others were watching him, he was also half squinting and staring at Zhao Wuji and others thoughtfully. However, compared with the ruthlessness in the eyes of Zhao Wuji and others, Su Ling's eyes looked very calm and soft. Of course, there was a bit of pity.

”You don't seem to worry at all. Even though there are thousands of martial artists here, the martial artist you just killed looks very ordinary in the crowd. You're not afraid at all. I have to say that your martial spirit is really rare.”

Zhao Wuji stood and watched Su Ling for a long time. He wanted to find a flaw from the expression on Su Ling's face, but there was no doubt that he didn't find any flaw. Su Ling's face was always with a few smiles. It hadn't changed from beginning to end. What should have been worried didn't appear at all.

This makes Zhao Wuji admire Su Ling even more. He has such an unswerving martial spirit and a strong aura that Mount Tai collapsed in front of him without changing his look. Who doesn't admire Su Ling?

But the more they admire Su Ling, many martial artists will know how important it is to use all their strength to kill Su Ling at all costs.

”This time, you must kill Su Ling anyway. This boy is so terrible! Just now I didn't know what despicable means to kill a martial artist in the early days of zhenshenjing, but now he is so calm. Is it true that the lives of other martial artists are worthless in his eyes?”