Eternal Sacred King Chapter 402: Who can stop me?

In the main hall, the guards escaped from the many rubbles that were smashed from the front, embarrassed, and looked sideways to the door.

Seeing the incoming person, the guard changed color in amazement, and exclaimed: "Ah, Su Zimo!"

Hearing this name, the deep part of the hall opened calmly, his eyes gradually narrowed into a slit, gleaming with cold light, and the corners of his mouth curled slightly, revealing a cruel smile.

"Huh?"

Su Zimo's eyes turned and fell directly on the face of the guard, his eyes brightened, his murderous intent was flickering, and he came to this person in an instant.

So fast!

The guard only felt the sway in front of his eyes, and when his throat tightened, the whole person was pinched by Su Zimo's throat, and he was lifted from the ground!

"Have you seen me?"

Su Zimo asked with a cold voice with his eyes like a knife.

The Poison Gate entered Xuantian City a few days ago, and Su Zimo was not in the city at that time, but on the mountain of swords.

The Poison Sect had heard that his name was normal, but it was a little strange to recognize his identity at the first glance.

The guard was strangled by Su Zimo's throat, unable to breathe, his face became more ugly, gradually turning purple, his eyes bulging, bloodshot, and his tongue sticking out.

"I was in...that cave. I saw...you!"

The sound of the guard was intermittent, and his eyes were terrified.

He knew in his heart that as long as he hesitated a little, the person in front of him would definitely squeeze his throat!

"Oh."

Su Zimo nodded, feeling clear.

When Su Zimo came, there was always a puzzle in his mind.

At the beginning, he killed a Poison Sect monk in the cave mansion of the Golden Core Reality. How did he know the Poison Sect in the ancient battlefield?

It turned out that there was a second Poison Sect monk in the crowd at that time!

In other words, what the Poison Sect monk shouted before he died, in fact, was shouting to the monk in front of him, so that he could send the news back to the Zong Sect, so that he could avenge himself!

"Very well, you can die."

Su Zimo's palm forcefully grabbed the throat of the guard and threw the corpse aside.

From the beginning to the end, Du Kai sat motionless in the depths of the hall, watching this scene with a hint of mockery in his eyes.

Outside the hall, Poison Sect monks from all directions are gathering here.

"Su Zimo, you are so courageous, you dare to break into the site of my poison gate, hehehe!" Du Kai's gloomy laughter sounded, like a ghost in the dark.

"Poison Gate?"

Su Zimo sneered: "I will come as I say I come, and I will leave as I say, who can stop me?"

"Hahahaha! Really arrogant, are you so easy to kill as my Poison Sect monk?"

Du Kai laughed and stood up, and said coldly: "The Poison Sect monk is full of poison, and you are looking for death by yourself, so you dare to touch the Poison Sect monk with bare hands! You might as well look down and see if your palm is It has turned blue and black, I advise you..."

Su Zimo raised his palm, Du Kai's voice stopped abruptly.

Su Zimo's palms are as white as jade, and they look crystal clear. There is no sign of poisoning!

Du Kai's face suddenly sank.

The poison on the guard's body is not one of the seven unique poisons, but the poison is more than enough to turn ten ancient relics. Even if it encounters a pure-blooded beast, it may lose half of its life!

But Su Zimo is okay?

No impact at all?

Du Kai looked carefully, Su Zimo didn't have any glove-like armor on his palm.

Even if he breaks his mind, he can't imagine the terrifying power in Su Zimo's bloodline.

This kind of poison, which can poison the ancient relics, enters Su Zimo's body, is brushed by that majestic and terrifying blood pulse, and instantly becomes invisible!

Others regard the Poison Gate as the Tiger's Den in the Dragon Lake, but for Su Zimo, the threat is not too great.

The only thing that can threaten him is the Qi Jue of Poison!

"Du Kai, right? You don't have to wait for the poisonous monk to return, he has fallen on the Great Street of the North City!"

Su Zimo shook off a big stride, headed towards Du Kai murderously, and said: "In addition, my sister has no worries for her life, let you down!"

Du Kai's eyes grew colder, and seeing Su Zimo approaching, he suddenly stomped his feet.

Su Zimo's heart flashed a warning sign, his feet were soft, and the floor suddenly collapsed!

At this time, it was too late to sacrifice the flying sword.

With a blast, a pair of huge spiritual wings stretched out behind Su Zimo!

Although there is nothing under your feet, you can rise into the air.

Swish swish!

A fine sound of breaking through the air sounded, the sound was extremely small, if it hadn't been for Su Zimo to get through the ears, he might not be able to hear it.

As soon as the floor collapsed under my feet, from the darkness below, a fluff of poisonous needles as thin as cow hair was ejected, which is one of the seven unique poisonous thorns!

Su Zimo had a spiritual warning, and he had already flapped his wings first, and slew towards Du Kai in the depths of the hall.

A flamboyant and blue barking heart-chasing thorn, brushed past Su Zimo, the difference!

At the entrance of the main hall, many poisonous monks swarmed in, offering their spiritual weapons one after another.

Most of the spirit weapons of the Poison Sect monks are strange weapons. The only thing they have in common is that they are all smeared with a layer of poison, which reflects colorful rays of light under the sunlight.

Su Zimo's figure was still in the air, and he patted the storage bag with his palm.

Om!

The eighteen best flying swords were all sacrificed. The sword's body trembled, its aura was great, and it burst out with endless sharpness.

Wow! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The eighteen flying swords galloped in mid-air, leaving behind a trail of sword energy, and the light of the pattern appeared, becoming clearer.

Candle light sword array!

Su Zimo didn't keep his hands at all, and as soon as he shot it, it was the strongest killing technique among the immortal cultivation methods, the candle light sword formation!

The eighteen best flying swords, even if they don't form a sword formation, the power that bursts together is terrifying enough, not to mention the power of the sword formation.

Su Zimo has stepped into the six veins to build the foundation, and the power of the candle light sword formation has also risen.

The power of the Poison Sect monk lies in the use of poison.

Its true power is similar to that of ordinary sect monks.

"Go!"

Su Zimo pointed backward ~IndoMTL.com~ and let out a soft beating.

The eighteen flying swords are gathered together, and the tips of the swords are aligned outwards, forming a huge sword-shaped disc, like a round of scorching sun, blooming with eighteen sword auras, blazing and dazzling!

The sword array instantly rushed into the crowd behind him, tearing open a huge gap!

The person in the poison gate, the highest cultivation base is only the seven veins building foundation, how can he withstand the killing impact of the candlelight sword array, instantly aroused a cloud of blood mist, and the stumped limbs flew around.

The lives of many poisonous monks are hanging by a thread, so how can they even care about poisoning against Su Zimo!

While throwing out the candlelight sword formation, Su Zimo's right hand pulled out a huge and slender **** sword from the storage bag, exuding endless ferocity!

Zheng Zheng!

The blade vibrated, making a murderous sound of Jin Ge.

In an instant, Su Zimo had already rushed in front of Du Kai, turning his blood-hardened sword, descending from the sky, and shouted: "Give me my life!"