Eternal Sacred King

Chapter 167 I'll Slap You First!

Everyone at the scene was shocked when they heard the sound of "blood like the tide."

Immediately afterwards, monks and other people in the black robes changed their looks, and their eyes were full of incredible colors, and their pupils began to shrink!

"Boom!"

In the sound of the tide, there are still murmurs of thunder, and it is dull and powerful and captivating!

"what is this?"

"Why can there be thunder in the tide?"

After practicing two kinds of top-level marrow-cutting techniques, Su Zimo's realm is not pure blood like the tide.

The sound of blood was thundering, roaring with tiger and leopard!

This is the unprecedented sound of a tiger and a panther on the continent!

Not to mention the monk in black robe, even if the power of the priests and ancestor-level demon came, they could not recognize the origin of this bloodline.

Today, when Su Zimo's blood power broke out, he not only possessed the atmosphere of the tide, but also the fierce vibe of the tiger and leopard demon, and the power of thunder and lightning!

On the cold moon knife, a blazing thunder light emerged, bright and dazzling, reflecting the surrounding night like a day!

The monk in a black robe was discolored in shock.

You know, evil spirits are yin, mostly hidden deep in the ground, below Jiuyou, the most feared is the fierce and uncast power of lightning.

The bone gun in his hand is tempered with evil spirits. Even if there is no move, he can dance a few times, the power is not to be underestimated.

With the power of his blood, the power is even greater!

Now, the black card monk's hole card was actually suppressed by Su Zimo!

Too late to think about it, the monk in the black robe turned the gun into a defensive situation, clasped the bone gun with both hands, blocked upwards, gave up the attack completely, and defended with all his strength.

when!

Han Yuedao chopped heavily on the bone gun.

As soon as the black evil spirits on the bone gun surged, it was suppressed by a blast of thunder.

The monk in black robe shook with a tremor, and snorted continually. The whole arm was swollen and sore, which was extremely uncomfortable.

In fact, he is no weaker than Su Zimo in strength.

But evil spirits were born to be restrained by the power of thunder and lightning. The monk in black robes had great strength and could not play 70%, but was forced to retreat by Su Zimo!

This is still the case for the Earth Demon Demon, and the rest are even more unbearable.

The surrounding area was full of swords and swords, and a group of earth-shaking monks had surrounded them.

Su Zimo's eyes narrowed slightly.

It is not realistic to kill the black robe monk in a short time. If he is entangled by the black robe monk, he is likely to fall into siege.

No matter how bad these monks are, they are all practitioners.

Su Zimo didn't dare to enlarging his eyes, his eyes were bright, his feet were screaming, his feet were exerting force, and he moved sideways violently, and at the same time cut out the cold moon knife in his hand!

This knife is too fierce!

With a click, the weapon in the hands of the Earthshaker monk was cut off by Su Zimo, and the whole person was also split in half. The blood raged, the internal organs spilled into the ground, and the fishy air was soaring into the sky.

puff! puff!

Su Zimo turned backhand, and Han Yuedao crossed two arcs in his palm.

The two Disha monks had a sore throat, and a thin blood mark appeared on their necks. There was a pause and a mist of blood sprayed out.

Su Zimo moved horizontally, hacking and killing a blood path with a strong and unrivaled attitude, with almost no pause, and weapons in other directions suddenly fell through.

After Su Zimo rushed out, his body almost didn't stop, he turned back again and rushed back!

call!

Cut with a single knife, the blood was raging, and the thunder sound was roaring.

"what!"

The terrestrial monk roared, carried blood, carried a large shield with half of his body, and went up!

boom!

Hanyue Knife landed on the shield, and a loud deafening sound broke out.

Immediately, a sound of dense bone fractures sounded.

Under the shield, the earthshaker monk face was as dead as possible, and the bones on half of his body were shattered. The whole man was crushed to the ground, coughing blood in his mouth, and could not live.

With this knife, everyone's teeth were sour, and the liver and gallbladder were cracked!

Su Zimo didn't understand any knife technique.

His sword technique was completely explored by himself in actual combat.

Disha taught monks. Only monks in black robes could block Su Zimo's power, and the rest could not.

The lightest one has a crack in the tiger's mouth, the weapon is released, and the heavy one will be killed on the spot!

No one resisted Su Zimo directly, Disha taught everyone that they could not form a encirclement trend.

"Boy, are you from the immortal gate?" Master Heipao frowned and asked sharply.

"Xianmen?"

Su Zimo frowned secretly.

Since worshiping Wu Feng, Su Zimo has learned many things that he did not understand before.

Immortal, the word, not everyone in the practice world is qualified to seal, not everyone dare to call it.

Xiu Xian, Xiu Xian, if Xian is so easy to reach, why talk about Xiu Xian?

At the time in Pingyang Town, when he saw the real person in Canglang, he once thought that it was an immortal, and the force behind it was Xianmen.

In fact, Canglang real people can only be regarded as true practitioners, and Bixia Palace is only one of the five major gates, not at all.

In the realm of the Da Zhou Dynasty, I have not heard of the existence of Xianmen.

The monk in black robe saw that Su Zimo was not talking, thinking that he was guessed by himself, and his heart was slightly better.

The Nine Schools of Xianmen and the Seven Schools of Magic Gate are tied together, and they are the top forces in the continent.

If this monk is a descendant of Xianmen and his blood is so horrible, it would be reasonable.

"Daoyou, you are not guilty. As a fairy-men, you dare to intervene in my demon door! As far as I know, the seven monks of the demon door are all here today. Besides me, all the other five devil coming!"

The black robe sneered: "It's still wise for you to leave now. When you really see the madman in the Overlord Palace, you can't leave if you want to go!"

Seven Demon Sects?

Devil?

Overlord Hall?

These words are extremely strange to Su Zimo, he has never heard of them before.

However, since they are all in the magic gate, there is no difference to Su Zimo, they are all killed!

"Oh?"

Su Zimo raised an eyebrow, and asked, "So you are the devil of earth evil teaching?"

"Good!"

The monk in a black robe responded proudly.

"That's right."

Su Zimo's eyes were brighter, and the intention of killing was more prosperous, and he whispered, "Since you met, I'll knock you first!"

"Ok?"

The black robe monk trembled, startled.

He did not expect that, instead of scaring Su Zimo out of his own words, he drew murder.

Theoretically, if the people in Xianmen heard the news that the demon was gathered, how could they avoid it.

The gathering of the demon is equivalent to the gathering of the best descendants of the demon.

On the continent of heaven, which monk of the same level does not open his eyes and dare to stay here?

Unless the true disciples of the Nine Schools of Xianmen gathered.

Where does the monk in the black robe know that Su Zimo was not afraid, not because of his arrogance, but because he wasn't a member of Xianmen at all, nor had he heard the names of the Seven Sects of Momen.

"Damn, another lunatic!"

The monk in black robes cursed, "Which of the nine factions of Xianmen found such a freak, why did I encounter it!"

The idea did not fall, Su Zimo had killed near.

"Boom!"

As the plough stepped away, a huge gully emerged from the ground, terrifying!

(End of this chapter)