Life span plundered, I became a detective and achieved immortality

In mid-air.

Zhang Bai casually glanced at Xingjian Sect's third great elder Tang Hongfang, his voice flat, as if he was stating a fact.

He did not take Tang Hongfang seriously at all. He thought that it was a mercy of his to give him a chance to escape, as he was just a sixth-grade entry-level warrior.

But when Tang Hongfang heard these words, they had another meaning. In an instant, a surge of evil fire rushed to his forehead.

He had lived for one hundred and thirty-six years and had never been looked down upon like this.

"Good! Good! Good! How dare you underestimate me like this? You will definitely pay the price for your arrogance!"

"Exit!"

With a light shout, the top-grade weapon behind Tang Hongfang - the Canglang Sword turned into a sword light and fell into his hand.

"boom......"

With a sword in hand, Tang Hongfang's aura rose steadily, and faintly, there seemed to be the sound of tides.

"Tidal Sword Surge!"

There was no probing, Tang Hongfang's first move was a killing move, which was one of the three killing moves in the Tidal Sword Canon among the three sixth-grade sword canons of the Star Sword Sect.

The sword came out, and the sword energy was like the tide, surging like waves, layer upon layer, engulfing all living things.

It is similar to Su Mo's Nine-Layer Wave-Slashing Sword, but Tang Hongfang's Tidal Sword Canon has only entered the realm of great perfection and can only stack five levels of power.

Of course, relying on his "cultivation advantage", Tang Hongfang's sword is still much more powerful than Su Mo's. Even a sixth-grade minor martial artist, if he cannot cultivate a sixth-grade martial art to the great perfection, is still unable to fight against him.

"Little tricks!"

Zhang Bai's expression remained unchanged, and he did not make any big movements. He simply stretched out a finger and poked it casually, as if he was playing a game between friends.

With a "puff", the heavy sword waves shattered and completely disintegrated.

"No, how could this happen?"

Tang Hongfang's pupils shrank, his eyes full of disbelief. Just with a casual finger, he broke his fatal sword. Even his senior brother Hong Cheng, who had already walked more than half of the way to the sixth level of great success, did not have this ability.

Could it be that he is a powerful sixth-grade master?

"You also take my finger!"

As he spoke, Zhang Bai pointed out again, also lightly, but in Tang Hongfang's eyes, this finger was a fatal finger, a divine finger.

At this moment, he was like a humble aphid, unable to dodge, let alone block, the finger.

Is this really the power that a sixth-grade warrior can possess?

The next second...

Tang Hongfang's eyes went dark and he fell to the ground from the air.

On its forehead, there was a hole the size of an index finger, from which grayish-white brain matter oozed out.

"Ah! Grand Elder!"

"No, how could this happen?"

"This is not true. I don't believe it."

......

The disciples of the Star Sword Sect roared hysterically, each of them looked like a madman, completely unable to accept what they saw.

The Grand Elder had reached the sixth level of Marrow Cleansing Realm and was one of the strongest men in Qingyang County. How could he be killed by just a simple finger?

Sect leader Wei Jingpeng and a group of elders were not in a much better state. They were all stunned, with disbelief in their eyes.

Being both at the sixth level of Marrow Cleansing Realm, even a sixth level Great Perfection expert could not have killed the three supreme elders so easily.

Unless, he is a seventh rank...

Wei Jingpeng trembled all over, and an unspeakable fear enveloped his heart.

The difference between the seventh grade, the sixth grade, and the first grade is a world of difference. Even if the first and second grand elders returned to the sect in time, they would not have any chance of winning.

How to do?

Is it possible that the eight hundred years of inheritance of my Xingjian Sect will be destroyed by my hands?

It's all the fault of that evil creature Fu Yuming. If he hadn't deliberately misled us, how could our Xingjian Sect have provoked Su Mo and would not have been in the disaster today.

Everything is the fault of that evil creature.

If I don’t die today, I will definitely wipe out all nine generations of his clan!

at this time......

Zhang Bai's eyes turned and fell on him, saying, "Young man, it's your turn, take action."

"not good!"

Wei Jingpeng shuddered and realized that now was not the time to think about these things.

The most urgent task is to find a way to save his life.

The next second...

"boom......"

The innate true energy in Wei Jingpeng's body was running wildly. He didn't care about wasting his potential and directly used the secret method to increase his speed to the limit.

It is impossible to make a move.

It's not like his head was pinched by the door. Even the third supreme elder who was promoted to the sixth rank ten years earlier than him was killed by that man with just one finger, let alone him.

"Want to go?"

Zhang Bai sneered. If such a sixth-grade entry-level junior could survive in his hands, then he, a seventh-grade great master, should just find a place to bury himself to avoid embarrassment.

"Whoosh..."

With a flick of his finger, a stream of light streaked through the void, and in a blink of an eye, he caught up with Wei Jingpeng.

With a "puff", it pierced through Wei Jingpeng's back and completely shattered his heart.

"No... I haven't been promoted to the seventh rank yet, I'm unwilling to give up..." With a wail of despair and unwillingness, Wei Jingpeng fell from the air.

"Ah...Master..."

"It's over! It's all over!"

......

Collapse! At this moment, even the elders completely collapsed. The first and second supreme elders were not in the sect, and the sect master and the third supreme elder were dead. Who else could save them?

......

"They haven't taken any action yet. It seems that the two old guys are really no longer in the sect."

Su Mo narrowed his eyes. He didn't believe that the two old guys could watch Wei Jingpeng and the others die like this.

These are not just those fourth- and fifth-grade warriors. For a sect like the Star Sword Sect, every sixth-grade warrior is an indispensable foundation of the sect and will never be easily given up.

"These two old guys are lucky!"

Su Mo snorted in his heart and didn't think any more. They were just two sixth-grade ants. Even if the Star Sword Sect's Grand Elder had made a breakthrough and became a seventh-grade junior master, he was just a big ant. It would be fine if they just hid in the corner and struggled to survive, but if they dared to jump out and cause trouble for him, he would kill them with one palm.

"Elder Zhang, I leave these Star Sword Sect elders to you." Su Mo was too lazy to continue fighting against their opponents. With four more fifth-grade perfect masters, it would take him a lot of effort to deal with them if he didn't burst out with even stronger power. If they fled in all directions, it would be difficult for him to keep them all.

"Yes! Son!"

Zhang Bai responded respectfully. Now he was no longer a protector, but just a servant, and he had no right to refuse.

"not good!"

"Run! Everyone run!"

......

"Leave them all to me! Phantom Sword Finger!"

Zhang Bai moved both hands at the same time, like a dream or a bubble, and in an instant, he pointed out fourteen fingers.

"No... Senior, please spare my life."

"I haven't yet broken through the marrow cleansing process. I don't want to die."

"Fu Yuming, you evil disciple, you are the eternal sinner of our Xingjian Sect."

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