Eternal Sacred King

Chapter 146

Seeing Su Zimo's killing ring, there was no one to stop it. The monk in the gray robe finally couldn't stop, screamed, and broke out the cultivation practice in the late period of the foundation. Mo's vest stabs!

The two spirit patterns on the sword are dazzling and bright, exuding a mysterious brilliance, and the cold is pressing.

The speed of this sword is extremely fast.

And after Su Zimo chopped a person, it seemed as if he had long eyes behind his head and didn't look back, so he saw the point and moved directly across Zhang Xu, avoiding this deadly sword!

It was no surprise that the monk Grey Robe looked here without changing his look.

He has seen that Su Zimo is a cultivator and has a very sharp skill. It is not realistic to want to win this person within a few strokes.

"Everyone step back and try to distance yourself."

While controlling the flying sword remotely, the monk in the gray robe shouted Su Zimo, while shouting, "If it doesn't work, try to keep the sword as empty as possible, don't be approached by this person!"

Su Zimo laughed suddenly, her legs spread, her feet went strong, and she flew forward, bursting out of the gap, and leaving behind a series of afterimages.

"Confused!"

Su Zimo suddenly reached out his palm, and burst out a thunder ball in the palm of his hand, which burst in front of everyone's eyes, the light was dazzling, the thunder rumbling and deafening.

The thunder and confusion are the minecrafts in the virtual tactics.

Thunder is a killing technique, which has a great lethality and a large coverage area.

And the sense of confusion is an auxiliary spirit, which has almost no lethality.

Relying on the instant burst of the power of thunder and lightning, to confuse the opponent's five senses, it is mainly to shield the opponent's hearing and vision.

The many monks on the opposite side only felt a flower in front of them, and the roar of their ears kept ringing, and the remaining sound continued.

The next moment, Su Zimo had already come near.

In the melee, no one was Su Zimo's opponent. The blood flashed continuously. In a blink of an eye, the opposite monks on the opposite side had corpses on the spot!

At the end of the war, among the more than 30 foundation-building monks, the initial monks were dead!

At this moment, an exclaimed cry came from the tenderness of mid-air, and the amulet on his body burst into pieces.

Immediately, Leng Gen was patted on the lower abdomen with a palm of a spiritual power, and flew out, spit out blood, and his face became paler.

The fat man's scapula was also pierced by a flying sword and fell to the ground, cold sweat.

But it was the monk in the gray robe who waited for the shot. Although they did not hurt the lives of the two, the fat man and the tenderness were obviously unable to fight again.

The monk in grey robes was very clever. He saw that the strength of the monks in the early days of Zhuji could no longer suppress Su Zimo, so he shot first to solve the fat man and the tenderness.

In this way, monks in the gray robes can re-arrange and cooperate with nine middle-aged monks to besiege Su Zimo!

Su Zimo was standing in front of the cold and tender little fat man, with his sword across his chest, his eyes killing, and facing the ten monks who built the basement in the gray robe, he didn't have half the fear!

Looking at Su Zimo's back, his soft heart was a little complicated.

This task was originally her, the fat man, Lu Yangrong, and Guan Jin. Su Zimo was not eligible to participate.

But if it weren't for Su Zimo, she and the fat man are now dead.

Little fat man is also full of emotion.

He originally intended to let Su Zimo come out to relax, but he encountered such a thing without thinking. The two brothers died tragically. He and Lengrou were also deeply wounded and could not help.

"The monarchs suppressed it with flying swords and runes, and waited for the opportunity to erupt the magic, which severely damaged this person!"

The monk Grey Robe was extremely decisive, and he quickly directed the remaining nine mid-base monks, each standing in one direction and spreading.

Huh! Huh! Huh!

Flying swords burst into the air, mixed with many runes.

Su Zimo's eyes were narrowed, and Han Yuedao was clenched with both hands. With a long whistle, he opened his arms and split left and right.

Whenever the long sword, rune, and even spirituality sacrificed by the monks in the middle of the construction period, Su Zimo can fight with it with the power of the bloodline, without falling into the wind.

But Grey Robe monk is in the late foundation period.

Su Zimo's marrow mutilation chapter is only a small achievement. Even if he merges the thunder and marrow marrow, the strength is not as good.

If it is one-on-one, Su Zimo can rely on many techniques to quickly close the distance between the two, and then cut the gray robe monk under the sword.

But now, there are nine monks in the middle of the foundation, as helpers of the monks in the gray robes. With the cooperation of ten people, Su Zimo was restricted to the original place.

It is not that Su Zimo cannot break through.

But once Su Zimo left, the cold and obese fat man behind him would be killed on the spot.

In the presence of monks in the middle of the construction period, the role of the lingering tiger is already small.

when! when! when!

The sound of the collision between Hanyue Sword and Fei Jian continued to sound, and Mars was radiant.

If you haven't seen it with your own eyes, it's hard to imagine that the ten monk siege besieged by a nine-layer practitioner!

"Kings hold on, this son must have a secret technique of refining, making his body so strong. After beheading this son, this secret technique is ours!"

The gray robe shouted again.

The remaining nine monks in the middle of the construction period were so excited that their blood surged and their moves were even more fierce.

The cold and obese fat men sat in place, only to feel that the sword and lights of the sword kept flashing, and the sound of Jin Ge's fighting continued to sound, but from the beginning to the end, they were not injured again.

Su Zimo blocked everything for them!

During this period, as a last resort, Su Zimo and the monk Grey Shou struggled a few tricks, suffered a bit of loss, blood pulsed, and his teeth were sour.

Seeing Su Zimo's plight, the fat man shouted, "Brother, leave us alone, you go first!"

Gently pursed her red lips without saying a word.

Of course, she can also see that if it was not for her and the fat man, even the ten monks on the opposite side would not be able to stop Su Zimo!

"Hahaha!"

Seeing that the overall situation had been set, Brother Grey Robe couldn't help laughing, "boy, how long can you hold on!"

The situation in front of him was very clear. Su Zimo was completely passive and a little careless. Not only could he not protect the two, but he would also be injured.

Over time, Su Zimo's physical strength gradually became unsupported, and it was only a matter of time before he lost his body.

In fact, Su Zimo was extremely calm at this time, always watching the encounter between Xiaohe and Blood-eyed Crow in the sky.

Because of the thunderous powers of the past, there are not many blood-eyed crows left.

The remaining ones were almost completely chased down by Xiaohe at this time, making it difficult to pose any threats.

Su Zimo needs Xiaohe's help.

In this situation, only Xiao He's strength can help.

Just as the monk in the gray robe fell, Xiao He resolved the last few blood-eyed crows, and looking down, he was facing the clear eyes of Su Zimo.

Su Zimo nodded, Xiao He knew.

Due to his previous efforts to spur the blood, Su Zimo's blue shirt has burst, revealing a thin golden silk armor inside.

At this time, Su Zimo suddenly pulled off the golden silk armor and threw it on the ground.

(End of this chapter)