Chapter 1785 I Want to Kill You, No One Can Save You!

Nangong Sheng's screams rang out over the Fountain of Youth.

All the people around him were extremely shocked and unbelievable, full of awe and dared not say a word.

It was too terrible!

They had never thought that Su Chen, in addition to his invincible body, had such a terrible swordsmanship.

That sword frightened the God King, made the God Emperor's liver split, made the world change color, and made the sun and moon dim. It was so magnificent!

Even if Nangong Sheng sacrificed the defensive artifact, sacrificed the Silver Dragon Divine Spear, and took out the Golden Bell Dao Talisman that was kept at the bottom of the box, he still couldn't stop Su Chen's sword.

The sword of self, slaying the pride!

The more Su Chen practiced, the more he could feel the power and terror of the Three Lives Sword Art. It was hard for him to imagine how terrifying the witch ancestor who created the Three Lives Sword Art would be?

"Little Master Uncle is invincible!"

Zhao Teng and many disciples of Daoyi Academy showed extremely excited and excited expressions, their faces flushed, full of fanatical worship.

Su Chen's strength was also beyond their expectations.

Originally, they were worried that Su Chen was no match for Nangong Sheng. No one expected that Su Chen would win so easily and so openly.

Nangong Sheng, the pride of the Nangong family and the God of Heaven, was beaten to death by Su Chen like a dead dog, and his body was almost chopped to pieces!

"Damn it! How could he... How could he be so strong? Big brother, big brother..."

Nangong Li was completely panicked, his face was extremely pale, and his eyes were full of fear.

He even regretted a little, regretting that he let Nangong Sheng come to seek revenge.

Su Chen's strength was beyond everyone's expectations.

At this moment, Nangong Sheng was covered in blood and flesh, his blood and qi were extremely weak, blood was constantly spurting out of his mouth, and his eyes were full of extremely fear.

"Nangong Sheng, you can go to hell!"

Su Chen stepped into the air, his clothes fluttering, spotless, holding the Sword of Desolation, pointing to Nangong Sheng from afar, and said indifferently.

But the cold murderous intent in his words made Nangong Sheng tremble all over.

"Su Chen, I lost this battle today! Do you really want to kill me? If you kill me, the Nangong family will never let you go!"

Nangong Sheng stared at Su Chen, saying fiercely.

He was completely frightened.

Moreover, he could feel Su Chen's fierce murderous intent. Su Chen really wanted to kill him!

How could he be willing to die here like this?

"Kill me? You are the first one to kill the disciples of my Daoyi Academy, right? I have let you go once, but unfortunately, my kindness was only exchanged for more fierce revenge, so this time, you all have to die!"

Su Chen's eyes were like iron, and the fierce murderous intent spread.

Nangong Sheng was the heir of the Nangong family. How could he not know what kind of uproar killing Nangong Sheng would cause?

He could even imagine the crazy revenge of the Nangong family.

But Nangong Sheng still had to die.

If he didn't kill Nangong Sheng, how could he explain to the disciples of Daoyi Academy?

If he didn't kill Nangong Sheng, he couldn't explain to himself.

A cultivator cultivates destiny and comprehends the way of heaven. What he seeks is a grand achievement and a clear mind!

If he doesn't kill Nangong Sheng, his mind will be difficult to clear!

Boom!

He came from the sky, the desolate sword in his hand was dazzling, the sharp sword intent burst out, the sword light crisscrossed the void, and the cold murderous intent locked Nangong Sheng.

"Su Chen, stop!"

"Su Chen, if you dare to kill my elder brother, you will die without a doubt. Even the Master can't save you!"

"Su Chen, the supreme elder of my Nangong family, will never let you go!"

Nangong Li and many other Nangong family masters were completely panicked when they saw that Su Chen was really going to kill Nangong Sheng. They shouted loudly, their eyes full of anger and panic.

Even Nangong Sheng was full of fear at this moment, and felt a threat of death.

"Ancestor, save me!"

Nangong Sheng trembled all over, his face was extremely pale, his eyes were full of despair, and he suddenly let out a roar.

Boom!

A dazzling light suddenly bloomed between Nangong Sheng's eyebrows, and a phantom wearing a black robe, with a majestic face and an unfathomable aura emerged.

"Who dares to kill the Heaven-suppressing Divine Body of my Nangong family? You are courting death!"

The black-robed figure had an indifferent look in his eyes, and there seemed to be a terrifying aura of the galaxy disappearing and the world flowing around him.

He stared at Su Chen in front of him, as if he was looking at an ant.

"The branded clone of the strongest? I want to kill Nangong Sheng today, and no one can save him!"

Su Chen's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he recognized it in an instant. The phantom of the black-robed old man was not his real body, but a branded clone. It should be the life-saving trump card left in Nangong Sheng's body by the strongest of the Nangong family.

Boom!

Su Chen did not hesitate at all. The Sword of Desolation burst out with dazzling divine light and slashed down towards the branded clone of the strongest man with great force!