Chapter 229

Mirror light flashed in the distance, Rong Xiaocuo appeared a hundred feet away from Meng Su, he looked at Meng Su in surprise.

Meng Su still had his hands tucked into his sleeves, as if he were particularly afraid of the cold, looking honest and simple, his left foot still shaking non-stop, like an unreliable old farmer.

Rong Xiaocuo put away his contempt, such a strange person, appearing just here, and he couldn't see through his realm, this was enough to explain the problem — the other party was an expert.

Rong Xiaocuo stretched his hand towards the air, the five fingers of his palm disappeared, and then a burst of blood mist wrapped Rong Xiaocuo up. Rong Xiaocuo suddenly became tall. This was a kind of momentum. In fact, Rong Xiaocuo didn't become tall at all.

A Supreme power first condensed the surrounding space for an instant, and then suddenly formed a powerful storm, rolling up the sky full of flying snow.

Rong Xiaocuo obtained Supreme power, this Supreme power was five times the original.

Originally one finger could only last two breaths. Now it was ten breaths. Ten breaths of Supreme, as long as the other party wasn't a Supreme, no matter what kind of opponent, they couldn't escape the fate of being killed.

Rong Xiaocuo looked up to the sky and roared, the space around him was like viscous magma, this was the Supreme field.

Rong Xiaocuo, who was running the Supreme power to the extreme, suddenly had one more person in front of him.

This person broke through the Supreme field, resisted the Supreme pressure, and suddenly appeared in front of him, his face less than an inch from his own face.

This abrupt appearance condensed a powerful momentum, this momentum broke Rong Xiaocuo's Supreme field, and the excess momentum formed a gust of wind, blowing Rong Xiaocuo to shift horizontally more than ten feet back.

Rong Xiaocuo closed his eyes involuntarily, and Rong Xiaocuo, who opened his eyes again, was scared out of his wits, because Meng Su's face was still only an inch away from his own face. He could even feel Meng Su's warm nasal breath.

"I said, no Supreme power allowed." Meng Su said to Rong Xiaocuo in a low voice, his tone full of disappointment, carrying slight dissatisfaction. Then he suddenly roared loudly: "Do you think I'm talking out of my ass?"

This abrupt sound almost scared Rong Xiaocuo into peeing.

Rong Xiaocuo's signature killing move was the Blood Separation Grasp, this was a high-level Demon Art of the Blood Demon Sect, one grasp could lock onto the other party's bloodline, directly grabbing the other party's bloodline out of the body. Making the other party turn into a zombie, Nian Yilao also knew this Demon Art, but Rong Xiaocuo was more proficient.

Rong Xiaocuo grabbed into the void, the Supreme power first locked onto Meng Su, and then grabbed.

This grasp grabbed nothing. He clearly felt the flow of Meng Su's bloodline, it was so powerful, thick, this bloodline was enough to refine more than ten Blood Spirit Pills.

But feeling was one thing, operating was another. Meng Su disappeared.

Rong Xiaocuo grabbed empty air, the Supreme power was added to the Haotian Mirror, and the Haotian Mirror shone towards the void.

Meng Su's figure appeared in the Haotian Mirror, the Meng Su who was originally fading suddenly began to become clear, and finally appeared in his original position.

The Blood Separation Grasp grabbed towards Meng Su's forehead.

With this grasp, Meng Su disappeared again. This time, what disappeared with Meng Su was the Haotian Mirror.

The mirror image power in the Haotian Mirror, under the blessing of the Supreme power, firmly locked onto Meng Su. Meng Su moved, the Haotian Mirror couldn't control Meng Su's movement, and could only follow.

The Haotian Mirror almost slipped out of his hand.

Rong Xiaocuo hurriedly withdrew the mirror image power and firmly grabbed the Haotian Mirror in his hand.

Suddenly, Rong Xiaocuo saw a golden light, this golden light imprisoned time, so it looked very slow, Rong Xiaocuo saw clearly that it was a short blade, suddenly the blade light broke through the time barrier, and slashed onto Rong Xiaocuo's Haotian Mirror all at once.

The mirror light dissipated, Rong Xiaocuo saw Meng Su standing in the distance with his hands tucked, looking at him honestly and simply, as if this blade wasn't issued by him, he was just an outsider.

Two seconds later, the Haotian Mirror fell from Rong Xiaocuo's hand, along with the hand Rong Xiaocuo used to hold the mirror, which was cut off by half, the cut was very neat. It showed the sharpness and speed of this blade.

The intense pain made Rong Xiaocuo scream: "Audacious, presumptuous."

Rong Xiaocuo shouted the four characters he was best at.

"I hate this mirror." Meng Su said while shaking his leg.

This scream alarmed Xueyun the monk and Ji Rumei who were still fighting fiercely, Luo Gaofeng also woke up from being half-dead, participating in the siege of Li Huan'er, Li Huan'er was covered in wounds under the attack of the three.

Suddenly this scream attracted the attention of the four.

Rong Xiaocuo looked mournful, blood sprayed wildly from his right hand, Rong Xiaocuo, who had never suffered such a big loss since his debut, was in unbearable pain, and let out bursts of screams.

This blade wound carried blade intent, preventing Rong Xiaocuo from reshaping his limbs.

Xueyun the monk saw the Demon Son was injured, hurriedly left Li Huan'er to come and support.

Rong Xiaocuo still had Supreme power on him, this Supreme power was originally used to kill Meng Su, now he was inexplicably cut off a hand, and couldn't reshape it, in desperation he could only add the Supreme power to his hand, drive away the blade intent, and condensed his hand.

Although he condensed his right hand, the pain was still there, Rong Xiaocuo couldn't help but scream twice more.

"Wouldn't it have been better to be obedient earlier. Sigh, why bother. I hate fighting and killing the most."

Rong Xiaocuo felt the breath of death from Meng Su's honest and simple eyes, this person was unfathomable. If he didn't kill this person, today's plan would be ruined, and he might even be lost here.

Thinking of this, Rong Xiaocuo waved his hand: "Kill this person first."

Luo Gaofeng and Ji Rumei let go of Li Huan'er, and the four surrounded Meng Su.

Li Huan'er hurriedly rescued Ye Baiyi and returned to Ye Jingyun's team, the three looked at each other, and then fixed their eyes on Meng Su.

Meng Su still tucked his hands into his tattered and greasy sleeves, turning a blind eye to the siege of the four.

Rong Xiaocuo activated half of the blood puppets on his body, and a powerful Supreme power surrounded him.

The other three saw the leader was so desperate, didn't dare to be careless, and all activated Supreme power.

For a time, four Supremes unfolded a powerful offensive, this Supreme power needed blood puppets to provide Blood Spirit Power, blood puppets were limited, so, once the four people's momentum climbed to Supreme, they hurriedly attacked.

The air was full of Demon Qi, fist power was surging. Weapons were dancing.

Meng Su appeared and disappeared in the attacks of the four, every time he appeared, he carried a powerful aura, the golden bowl in Meng Su's chest turned from gold to black for a while, and from black to gold for a while.

Meng Su's weight, with the release of time power, suddenly became as heavy as a mountain, suddenly as light as a feather, this lightness and heaviness, plus movement and stillness, the huge gap made Meng Su obtain powerful momentum, Meng Su's momentum climbed step by step with the condensation of momentum.

The four Supremes at the scene slowly became five.

Meng Su also carried Supreme aura on his body.

Suddenly the Supreme aura on Meng Su disappeared, Meng Su was like a leaf in a gale, floating lightly in the storm of the four people's joint efforts.

The light Meng Su slashed lightly at Luo Gaofeng with one blade.

Luo Gaofeng suddenly felt a palpitation, after being hit by the blade, Luo Gaofeng still attacked two moves, and then a blood line appeared from between his eyebrows, the blood line cracked, and Luo Gaofeng was split in two by one blade.

Dozens of blood puppets escaped from Luo Gaofeng's hunchback. A gale blew at the scene, and Meng Su collected these blood puppets.

Luo Gaofeng died.

Li Huan'er looked at Meng Su, who was appearing and disappearing in the void, with her beautiful eyes, and muttered: "Is it you? Even if you changed your cultivation technique, changed your appearance, you can't change your momentum, this invincible momentum, who else is there in the Demon Realm?"

Feeling Li Huan'er's divine sense, Meng Su knew Li Huan'er was suspicious.

Ji Rumei, who was capturing Meng Su's aura, suddenly had her breathing choke, Meng Su appeared abruptly in front of her.

The whip in Ji Rumei's hand twisted, rolling towards Meng Su.

Meng Su disappeared, as if he had never appeared, leaving a touch of golden light.

Along with the golden light was a weak blade intent, this blade intent cut Ji Rumei's clothes from top to bottom. Ji Rumei was left with only underwear. Snow-white skin, long and powerful legs, and those towering, proud breasts were all in full view.

"You have big breasts, I won't kill you."

Meng Su's voice drifted in the mountain hollow.

Li Huan'er was disappointed, this person was so lewd, absolutely not Meng Su. Meng Su would absolutely not be so lewd.

Disappointed, Li Huan'er turned her head away, tears flowing from her eyes.

Meng Su in the distance captured Li Huan'er's disappointment, his heart softened, almost admitting he was Meng Su, but he hardened his heart and held back. Everyone who walked close to him had died, he didn't want Li Huan'er to follow in their footsteps.