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This is like a sentence of death in southern Jiangsu, arrogant.

However, they all kept silent, because he had such qualifications. There were no less than five Chinese innate masters who died in his hands. His hands were full of the blood of Chinese martial arts masters, and now he is coming to China again.

There will be another storm. In fact, he has already caused a storm.

Sunan is now the only born king of Chinese martial arts and Taoism for nearly a hundred years. It can be said that it is the spiritual pillar of Chinese martial arts and Taoism. If he is really killed, the Chinese martial arts and Taoism will fall into a depression.

We should know that this downturn can not be alleviated in a year or two. It took nearly a century for China to regain its prosperity.

"Master Su is sure to win, isn't he?"

Zhang long looked up at Southern Jiangsu, worried.

The taijimen master shook his head. Although he hoped Sunan would win, the other side was too strong. It was a bloody fact.

Kenneth scorned sneer: "Su Laomo can win, you do not know the Reaper's terror, you wait for Su Laomo corpse."

"You..."

If eyes could kill people, Kenneth would have been killed countless times.

Then the Reaper on the Lake said with a smile.

"Sunan, do you know who I am now?"

The expression on Sunan's face was not too surprised, and his expression was very flat. He was still in the white casual clothes. He didn't look like a peerless master. Instead, he looked like a boy next door.

"I see."

Sunan's voice is quiet.

Victor the Reaper laughs: "ha ha, now that you know it, it's good to save you. After you die, no one even knows who killed you."

Sunan shook his head and suddenly showed his killing intention.

"Just because I know who you are, I will kill you personally later, and use your head to pay homage to your ancestors."

"Hum, I want to die!"

At this moment, Vittorio suddenly opened his eyes, red eyes suddenly burst out a dazzling red light, red awn like a sword, flying to the south of Jiangsu.

At this time, the Chinese martial arts masters on the shore hold their breath. Whether they are masters or ordinary martial arts masters, they can't help clenching their fists.

As we all know, this is a hundred year hard war. No one wants to miss any link. Moreover, this war is also related to the rise and fall of Chinese martial arts and Taoism. Who is not nervous.

"A small skill of carving insects!"

At this time, Sunan raised his finger and pointed to the opposite red light void. A green rainbow burst out from between his fingers and instantly hit the red light through a distance of 100 meters.

The dark energy around them erupted like substance. There was a surge of wind and clouds on the lake, and even the lake water began to turbulence, like boiling water, making a gurgling sound.

"Bang!"

There was a crash in the void.

The two lights of green and red collided together. An invisible wave, along the collision site of Zhongxing, quickly spread around. The water on the lake was boiling, like being hung up by a hurricane. The waves were several meters high, one layer after another, flapping towards the shore. The water hit the rocks on the shore, and the boulders broke in an instant.

"The substantiation of dark energy is the unique means of the congenital king."

The faces of countless warriors were frozen.

The master on the spot could stir up a piece of water and stir up the water of the West Lake, but he couldn't do it as they did hundreds of meters apart. It was a little too terrible.

"Vittorio, it's too much for you to dare to come to China with this skill. Although you killed some of your inborn peers, did you really do it alone?"

With his hands on his back, Sunan walked to each other on the lake.

With every step of Sunan, the lake under his feet is like a lotus in full bloom, and the lake water swings from his toes.

"Ignorant child, a younger generation, also makes a lot of comments in front of me. When I was in martial arts, you didn't know where it was."

The linen hat on Vittorio's head was lifted to reveal his loose silver hair. At this time, his long hair was flying, and the blood color in his pupils was increasing.

"Get up!"

With one hand, the lake behind him immediately poured out, like a waterfall hanging behind him.

"Wow!"

The water level of the whole west lake immediately seemed to have been drained and dropped by five feet.

"Boom!"

With the movement of his hand, the water behind him began to rotate towards the middle and condense, like a vortex, quickly condensing into a water dragon. He held the end of the water column, and the water of the West Lake, like a long gun, stirred in front of him.

"My God! Is this the way of the innate king? "

It's beyond their knowledge that all of us have turned pale.

How can a man be so strong.

No one thought that the Reaper could use the water of the West Lake as a weapon and give a powerful blow to southern Jiangsu.

"After so many years, his cultivation has not weakened with the decline of his Qi and blood, but has become stronger. I'm afraid that senior Su is in danger."

Some old strong people are worried and anxious.

"Go

With a big wave of his hand, the 100 meter long water column in Vittorio's hand was directly danced by him. It was like throwing up a gorgeous gun, holding the power of heaven and earth, and killing South Jiangsu.

Every move can bring such a powerful force into play.

This made countless martial arts practitioners turn pale, especially some masters. Many of them thought that the master was already very powerful. But after seeing the reapers' methods, they found their ideas ridiculous.

In front of the congenital king, the great master is vulnerable.

Water column whistling, like a long silver dragon, to the head of Southern Jiangsu.

Seeing this scene, people on the shore of the lake look pale and their legs tremble. How can these people ever see the horror of the congenital king? This is not the power that mortals can have, even the legendary immortals.

"Mr. Su, we must hold on and never lose."

Many people stare at Sunan, put their hands in front of their chest and pray nervously.

Many people expect Sunan to win, but the name of the reaper is too big and the fighting power is too terrible.

With a smile in his eyes, Kenneth said, "don't waste your efforts. No one is the opponent of the reaper. This volume of water weighs at least dozens of tons. Let alone a person, even a building will be knocked down."

But at this time, Sunan, who was standing opposite, gave a cold smile.

"Vittorio, it's useless to be so powerful. It can only show your inner deficiency. Don't say that you just roll up part of the water in the West Lake. Even if you roll up all the water, you can't help me."