Killing God In Another World

He directly said that he would commit suicide after ten years. Perhaps his guess from before was correct, because Yan Ruoxue wanted to escape from his grasp on Tianji Island, but she had no choice but to return to the Tianji Island now, so she set a ten-year agreement with him.    

    

With this, Nie Zhen felt even more guilty towards Yan Ruoxue. If it wasn't for Yan Ruoxue protecting her Master, she wouldn't have triggered the family's signal.    

    

At this moment, Rite King Zhu Lee, who was standing above the crowd, had exhausted all of his patience. He didn't expect that before he died, these people would still have so many things to say. In the end, they would even whisper to each other.    

    

"Hey, hey, hey!" I say, have you guys finished giving out your last words?! "I will make my move!" Rite King Zhu Lee lost his patience. One of his palms condensed a materialized spiritual light while the other one held the long spear. The long spear was also covered by his spiritual light.    

    

"Bam!"    

    

With a muffled sound, Rite King Zhu Lee's light palm struck towards the people below.    

    

However, this time, Yan Ruoxue didn't even try to defend herself. Instead, she remained calm and collected.    

    

"Bo!"    

    

A crisp sound rang out from the palm of light. Immediately after, the palm of light burst apart like a bubble after being poked.    

    

Rite King Zhu Lee shook his head with all his might. At that moment, he even suspected that he was hallucinating. The martial skill that he used had turned into an illusion without anyone making a move.    

    

The incredulous Rite King Zhu Lee wanted to throw his spear at Yan Ruoxue. However, before the spear could fall out of his hands, it bent out of the air in Rite King Zhu Lee's hand. Then, the spear twisted on its own and became a blur.    

    

"This, this..." Rite King Zhu Lee immediately let go. If he continued to hold onto the spear, perhaps even his own palm would be minced into pieces.    

    

Seeing his own spirit weapon being broken down, Rite King Zhu Lee was furious and shouted at the surroundings: "Who dares to destroy my spirit weapon! Get out here and die! "    

    

This spear was a spirit artifact from the Seventh Level of the Heavenly Stage, and it was rare even in the Pingsha Sect. Rite King Zhu Lee had always viewed it as his second life, and now that it was destroyed in front of him, how could he not feel heartache?    

    

"Didn't I already come?" A faint voice came from behind Rite King Zhu Lee.    

    

Rite King Zhu Lee turned pale with fright. He immediately turned around and saw two old men and a man and a woman standing behind him.    

    

The woman had an old face and a bent back. She had a dragon-headed walking stick in her right hand and her hair was white. She looked like a frail old woman.    

    

As for the other male old man, he had a pair of sword-like eyebrows. He had a dignified expression on his face and an extremely sharp aura. It was obvious that he was someone not to be trifled with.    

    

"That old man is the Supreme Elder of my Yan Family, Ang Daoxu. As for the other old lady, her name is Old Lady Yin. She took care of me since I was young, so she treats me pretty well." Yan Ruoxue secretly transmitted to Nie Zhen.    

    

Nie Zhen nodded quietly. Since Yan Ruoxue had specifically told him that Old Lady Yin treated her well, it meant that the other Great Master, Ang Daoxu, had an average relationship with her.    

    

"Where did these two old fogeys come from?!" "You actually dare to cast some evil technique on the left, which will destroy my Spirit Treasure. I will use your flesh and blood to avenge my Spirit Treasure!" In his rage, Rite King Zhu Lee actually ignored the huge aura the two elders were emitting.    

    

If Rite King Zhu Lee could sense it a little bit, or if he saw that Duan Rong and Zhong Ming were suppressed by their auras and were unable to speak, then he would probably be able to be a bit more rational.    

    

After Ang Daoxu heard what Rite King Zhu Lee said, his eyes suddenly focused. It seemed that Rite King Zhu Lee's words had successfully aroused the anger of this Expert of the Heavenly God Stage.    

    

"Bam!"    

    

At this moment, Rite King Zhu Lee could no longer suppress his anger and charged towards Ang Daoxu and Old Lady Yin.    

    

Ang Daoxu slowly raised his index finger and pointed at Rite King Zhu Lee.    

    

In an instant, the aggressive Rite King Zhu Lee was frozen in the air by Ang Daoxu, unable to advance or retreat.    

    

"This, this..." Rite King Zhu Lee's eyes revealed a hint of fear.    

    

With just a single point of a finger in the air, he was actually able to completely imprison himself. Furthermore, it was in the air, without borrowing any external force at all, this was absolutely not something that a Origin Stage expert could do.    

    

In Rite King Zhu Lee's opinion, even the Royal Stage experts located above the Origin Stage would not be able to do it as easily as this old man in front of him.    

    

"A mere ant dares to be so impudent?!" Ang Daoxu's lips moved slightly, and a voice as deep as thunder came out from his mouth.    

    

Rite King Zhu Lee trembled non-stop. At this moment, he realized how terrifying the cultivation level of this old man in front of him was.    

    

Just now, the old man only said eight words before he directly shattered Rite King Zhu Lee's dantian. Such a terrifying level of cultivation instantly destroyed Rite King Zhu Lee's soul.    

    

"Se... Senior... I... "Spare me …." Rite King Zhu Lee wanted to beg for mercy with a trembling voice, but his heart was filled with fear. At this moment, he couldn't even form a complete sentence.    

    

At this time, everyone present could feel the huge spirit that was being released from Ang Daoxu's body. Zhong Ming and Duan Rong felt like ants in front of Ang Daoxu, while the person in front of them was a god-like existence.    

    

Yan Ruoxue was naturally not afraid. However, she felt Ang Daoxu's imposing manner and was extremely annoyed in her heart.    

    

Only Nie Zhen was not affected by Ang Daoxu's oppressive aura. Although he was frowning slightly, there were no ripples in his heart.    

    

Old Lady Yin, who had been observing from the sidelines, looked at Nie Zhen with a cold expression. Obviously, this young man, who should not have entered her eyes, had aroused her curiosity.    

    

As for Ang Daoxu, who was in the air, he slowly walked in front of Rite King Zhu Lee. His face twitched as if he was looking at a dead person. He looked at Rite King Zhu Lee and said indifferently, "How laughable!"    

    

"Puchi!"    

    

As soon as Ang Daoxu finished speaking, his right hand turned into a claw and directly buried itself in Rite King Zhu Lee's Dantian. Immediately, blood splashed out from the wound.    

    

Rite King Zhu Lee's face was pale and filled with fear. On the other hand, Ang Daoxu smiled cruelly. The right hand that was buried in Rite King Zhu Lee's body twisted forcefully and immediately shattered Rite King Zhu Lee's Dantian.    

    

"Wow!"    

    

Rite King Zhu Lee screamed as black blood spurted out from his seven orifices. Then, Ang Daoxu pulled out his arm and squeezed towards Rite King Zhu Lee's head.    

    

"Bam!"    

    

With a muffled sound, Rite King Zhu Lee's head was crushed by Ang Daoxu.