Chapter 1536 - He really killed him (1/2)

Chapter 1536 He really killed hi a Small Saint was, in front of a Great Saint, he was still just a Sifted the blood essence of a Saint King; for a Saint King, this was also a e his life force But he himself was a Saint, and also had a precious robe that could dispel the attacks of even a Great Saint In his eyes, it was enough to allow him to do as he liked in the Immortal Realm

However, he encountered a “rash fool” who clearly kne shocking his background was, yet was still determined to hold on to hiht?

Hu Yinge, but in front of the present Ling Han, this was a completely impossible feat The moment he rushed out, he would be smacked back by a massive hand that shadowed the skies All his effort only ended up in hi dizzy

All the students watched with their hair on ends; this was planning to kill a Saint!

A Saint was noble and highly revered Even an elite like the Star Sand Saint did not dare to easily suppress the other Small Saints, because there was not much difference in the speed of Saints If one party was clearly trying to flee, the other party could only chase futilely from behind

The present situation was different Who asked Hu Yinge in on his own accord? This was equivalent to delivering hied to flee like that, what justice would be left in this world?

Didn’t that mean that the Star Sand Saint could only watch on helplessly as any Small Saint came here and ran berserk?

What a joke

Thus, at least in these one hundred million years, it had never been heard that a Saint had been killed There were those that died of old age, but there was not one that had died in battle

But now, this exciting scene was about to play out!

Killing a Saint, and the one ould be killing a Saint was an Eternal River Tier!

Heavens!

Hu Ying his own life force Otherwise, he would definitely be dead By this time, even if he did not want to, he had to put his life on the line But so what if a Small Saint burned his own life force? He was still incapable ofthe battle prowess of a Great Saint

“Ah!” he cried out, having an arroaned as a large hole appeared in his chest

“Hiss!” He frowned as his back suffered a palm strike Even his heart had been crushed

Even so, he could still fight—the vitality of a Saint was sturdy In fact, there was not much effect on his battle prowess When one had reached the height he had reached, as iulations of heaven and earth As long as his spirit was not destroyed, it could be claimed that his battle proould be maintained at prime condition

However, a spirit was established on a physical body Without a physical shell, a spirit would only be a weed that had lost its roots Thus, as long as Hu Yingmu’s physical body was destroyed, his spirit would be exposed By then, it would be too easy to kill hi Han’s aura suddenly declined

Hu Yingmu was first stunned, then beca Han was about to be fully consuer, and would be able to survive this crisis

“Hahahaha!” He laughed madly “A mere Eternal River Tier and you still want to kill a Saint, that would only happen in your drea Han possessed a drop of blood essence of a Saint King, he would not be able to kill a Saint, either It was too difficult

“Is that so?” Ling Han smirked coldly, and drew the Divine Demu’s body

“The basis of your confidence is only a drop of Saint King blood essence Once the saintly blood is consumu scoffed “An ant will always be an ant Even if you wear an imperial robe, you will still be a piece of trash!+ You— pu!”

He suddenly paled in shock A frighteninginside his body, and instantly destroyed his life force completely