Chapter 627
Can You Call a Scholar A Villain? Chapter 627
The person in front of him is a young man in plain clothes and with a bald head. His hands are folded and his eyes are closed. There is no blood on his white clothes.
He is a white-tailed monk.
And the heads of the three feathered Transcending Tribulation Realm powerhouses that were thrown over earlier were obviously his masterpieces.
The three powerhouses that were supposed to be among the feather clan now have only three heads left.
The white-tailed monk walked in front of him with a look of pity, completely ignoring the resentful gaze that Nangong Haofei moved towards him in the air.
He opened his eyes slowly, his voice was calm, and moved towards Nangong Hao in front of him and said, "No need to try, no one will rush over, I haven't failed in my shot yet."
He killed a Sword Mountain Village before, killed four Transcending Tribulation Realms including the Old Village Lord, Yan Si and the others should have been following him.
But now looking at the three blood mists in the air, Nangong Hao's face was also gloomy, and his heart slowly sank. Obviously, Yan Sisi and the others didn't stare at him.
Similarly, he also became mad. 333 was still mourning the loss of the three Transcending Tribulation Realms of the feather clan just now. I am afraid that the mountain gate will be closed for a while.
Who knew that this time, three more people were lost, and now there is only one Transcending Tribulation Realm left in the entire feather clan!
The feather clan is over!
The feather clan is really over!
You don't need to think about it, he also knows that the white-tailed monk in front of him has probably already arranged the Formation, and killing the three Transcending Tribulation Realm is also effortless, and no one has found it.
And even if he is the strength of the Transcending Tribulation Realm 6 Layers, the white-tailed monk facing the Transcending Tribulation Realm Peak may be difficult to resist.
With a wing, he moved towards the distance and flew away instantly.
You must escape as soon as possible!
You can't beat the white-tailed monk!
The other Transcending Tribulation Realms are located in the ancient city monuments not far away. As long as they can get there, at least two dozen Transcending Tribulation Realms should be able to shoot together.
At that time, even if the white-tailed monk wanted to kill himself, he had to weigh the consequences. After all, even if the two dozen Transcending Tribulation Realms were not able to kill the white-tailed monk, they could seriously injure him.
The most serious injury to the powerhouse is tantamount to a fatal blow.
Nangong Hao fled nervously, regardless of whether it was useful or not, he continuously crushed the message spirit talisman, continuously threw out the spiritual object self-destruct, and continuously accelerated to perform secret skills.
The silhouette of the white-tailed monk naturally followed behind him, moving towards the front.
As for the spiritual object self-destruct that was continuously attacking in front of him, he avoided all of them without frowning.
The distance between the two is continuously narrowing, even if the feather clan is the fastest innate talent continent, but facing the white-tailed monk of Transcending Tribulation Realm Peak, it is still a little worse.
Then, with the sound of "peng", Nangong Hao's silhouette instantly burst, and the wings on his back instantly burst into thousands of "Nangong Hao" moved towards the front and fled.
Everyone moves in one direction, continuously moving forward, moving towards their respective directions.
And the white-tailed monk was also stunned by Nangong Hao's hand for a while, and then pitifully said with a smile: "Idiot, cast this thing in front of me?"
said After his silhouette flashed, he continued to move towards and flew in front of him, there was a silhouette of "Nangong Hao".
Feeling the arrival of the white-tailed monk, "Nangong Hao" was shocked and paled, and continued to move towards the front, but the pace began to be a little chaotic.
It will be miserable to be caught up!
Thousands of Avatars transformed from his Life Source feathers were scattered all over the air, continuously moved towards the surrounding space and ran over, looking extremely chaotic.
Every Avatar has the breath of Nangong Hao on it, and it is simply impossible to tell which one is real and which one is fake.
I am afraid that even all the clansman of the Feather clan gathered here may not be able to tell which of these Avatars their patriarch is.
But the white-tailed monk moved towards an Avatar and caught up.
Feeling the white-tailed monk catching up from behind, Nangong Hao, who was fleeing in front of him, turned pale, moved towards him in panic and glanced behind him.
At this time, the white-tailed monk had already stretched out his right hand moved towards him and pressed it.
The pure white hand carried a powerful force, seemingly slowly, but without any hindrance, it directly moved towards him and pressed it with a slight force.
"no!" Nangong Hao let out a miserable scream, his back was directly pressed down by the attack of the white-tailed monk, and a large pit appeared, his internal organs were shattered, and his tendons were broken.
Then his silhouette was shot down and fell directly to the ground, while the surrounding tens of thousands of silhouettes left as if they didn't notice.
But in fact, they couldn't escape very far, and they all turned into feathers, fell to the ground, and shattered into pieces.
The white-tailed monk looked at Nangong Hao who was captured by him with one move in front of him. Obviously, he was a little shocked. This patriarch of the feather clan was so timid and so stupid.
Does he think he can fool himself with these little tricks?
Anyway, he is also the existence of Comprehended Law, and the judgment rule is arbitrarily displayed, and the Avatar incarnation technique of this Transcending Tribulation Realm 6 Layers is cracked by himself.
Force of Heaven and Earth helps you sense which Avatar is real and the others are fake.
Feather's Life Source innate talent seems to be perfectly restrained by himself.