Eternal Sacred King Chapter 146: In trouble

　　 Seeing Su Zimo's killing precepts, no one can stop him, the grey-robed monk finally couldn't stand it. He shouted, and exploded with all his strength to the cultivation base of the late foundation building period, offering a middle-grade flying sword, straight Ben Su Zimo's vest stabbed!

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

　　 The speed of this sword is extremely fast, and it is impossible for anyone to retreat from Leng Rou or Fatty.

　　 And after Su Zimo chopped over a person, he seemed to have eyes long behind his head, without looking back, he saw a little bit of the ground, and directly moved Zhang Xu horizontally, avoiding this deadly sword!

　　 The grey-robed monk saw this, his expression unchanged, no surprise.

　　 He has already seen that Su Zimo is a body refiner, and his skills are extremely agile. It is not realistic to want to take this person within a few moves.

　　 "Everyone back, try to keep as far apart as possible."

　　The grey-robed monk continued to chase Su Zimo with his flying sword remotely while shouting loudly: "If it doesn't work, try to fly the sword into the air as much as possible, and don't be close by this person!"

　　 Su Zimo suddenly laughed, opened his legs, exerted force on both feet, and sprinted forward, exploding into a stunned body, leaving a series of afterimages behind him.

　　 "Confusion!"

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

　　Thunder and confusion are both the thunder technique in the Taixu Thunder Art.

　　 Shocking Thunder is a technique for killing and cutting.

　　 is confused, it is an auxiliary spirit technique, which has almost no lethal power.

　　 With the instantaneous burst of thunder and lightning, it confuses the opponent's five senses, mainly shielding the opponent's hearing and vision.

　　 The many foundation-building monks on the opposite side only felt that there was a flower in front of them, and the roaring sound in their ears continued, and the lingering sound continued.

　　 The next moment, Su Zimo has already rushed to the front.

　　 In close combat, no one is Su Zimo’s opponent, and the blood keeps flashing. In a blink of an eye, the foundation-building cultivators on the opposite side have already corpses on the spot!

　　 At this point in the war, among the more than 30 foundation-building monks, the monks in the early days of foundation-building have already died!

　　 At this moment, there was an exclamation from the cold and soft mid-air, and the amulet urn on his body shattered.

　　 Immediately afterwards, Leng Rou was slapped heavily on her lower abdomen by a spiritual palm, fell off and spit out a mouthful of blood, her face paler.

　　 The little fat man’s shoulder blades were also pierced by a flying sword, and he fell to the ground in cold sweat.

　　, it was the grey-robed monk who was waiting for an opportunity to take action. Although they did not hurt their lives, the little fat man and Leng Rou were obviously unable to fight anymore.

　　 The grey-robed monk is very clever. He saw that the monks' power in the early days of the foundation was no longer able to suppress Su Zimo, so he first took action to get rid of Little Fatty and Leng Rou.

　　 In this way, the grey robe cultivator can re-arrange and cooperate with the nine mid-foundation cultivators to besiege Su Zimo with all their strength!

　　 Su Zimo stood in front of the cold and gentle little fat man, with a knife on his chest, his eyes were killing intent, facing the gray robe monk ten foundation-building monks, he didn't even have the intention of being timid!

　　 Looking at Su Zimo's back, Leng Rou's heart is a little complicated.

　　 This mission was originally for her, Little Fatty, Lu Yangrong, and Guan Jin. Then Su Zimo was not qualified to participate.

　　 But if it wasn't for Su Zimo, she and Little Fatty are now dead.

　　 Little Fatty is also full of emotion.

　　 He originally planned to let Su Zimo come out to relax, but he did not realize it but encountered such a thing. The two seniors died tragically. He and Leng Rou were also deeply injured and couldn't help.

　　"The kings suppressed this person with flying swords, talisman, etc., waiting for opportunities to explode spiritual skills, and severely injure this person!"

　　The grey-robed monk was extremely decisive, and quickly commanded the remaining nine mid-foundation monks, each standing in one direction, and they scattered.

　　唰! Huh! Huh!

　　 Flying swords came through the air, with many talisman in the middle.

　　 Su Zimo narrowed his eyes, clenched the Hanyue Knife in both hands, gave a long whistle, stretched out his arms, and blocked the left and the right.

　　 As long as the long swords, talismans, and even spiritual arts offered by the monks in the middle of the foundation construction, Su Zimo can fight with them with the power of blood, without losing the wind.

　　 But the grey robe monk is in the late stage of foundation building.

　　 Su Zimo’s Su Zimo's Sutra is only a small achievement, even if it is integrated with the Leiyin Washing Sutra, it is not as powerful as it is.

　　If it is one-on-one, Su Zimo can use a lot of skills to quickly narrow the distance between the two, and then slash the grey-robed monk to the sword.

　　 Now, there are nine middle-foundation cultivators serving as assistants of the gray-robed cultivators, and with the cooperation of ten, Su Zimo was restrained in place.

　　 It's not that Su Zimo couldn't break through.

　　 But once Su Zimo leaves, the cold and soft fat guy behind him will be beheaded on the spot.

　　 In front of the cultivators in the middle stage of foundation building, the role of Linghu is no longer great.

　　 Dang! when! when!

　　 The sound of the collision between the Hanyue Knife and the Flying Sword kept ringing, and sparks shot everywhere.

　　 If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, it would be hard to imagine that the ten foundation-building monks besieged a nine-tiered gas trainer!

　　" All the princes stay steady, there must be a secret technique of body refining hidden in this son's body, which makes his physical body so powerful. After this son is beheaded, this secret technique of body refining is ours! "

　　 The grey-robed monk shouted again.

　　 The remaining nine cultivators in the mid-foundation stage were energetic, and their blood surged, making their moves even more ruthless.

　　 The cold and gentle little fat guys sat where they were. They only felt that the shadows of the sword and the light saber were constantly flickering.

　　 Su Zimo blocked everything for them!

　　 During this period, Su Zimo and the gray robe monk fought hard, and suffered a bit of loss, blood trembling, and teeth sour.

　　 The little fat man saw Su Zimo’s plight and couldn’t help shouting: "Brother, leave us alone, let’s go!"

　　, her red lips pressed softly, without saying a word.

　　 She naturally could see that if it were not for her and the little fat man, even the ten foundation-building cultivators on the opposite side might not be able to stop Su Zimo!

　　 "Hahaha!"

　　 Grey-robed monk saw that the overall situation was settled, he couldn't help but smiled: "Boy, I see how long you can last!"

　　 The situation in front of him is very obvious. Su Zimo is completely passive. If he is careless, he will not only be unable to protect Leng and Rou, but he will also be injured.

　　With the passage of time, Su Zimo's physical strength gradually weakened, and it was only a matter of time before he was defeated.

　　 In fact, Su Zimo was extremely calm at this time, watching the fight between the crane and the blood-eyed crow in the sky.

　　Because of the power of thunder before, there are not many blood-eyed crows left.

　　 The rest was almost completely killed by Xiaohe at this time, and it was difficult to cause any threat.

　　Su Zimo needs Xiaohe's help.

　　 In this situation, only Xiaohe's strength can help.

　　 Just as the grey robe monk's laughter fell, Xiaohe solved the last few blood-eyed crows, looking downward, facing Su Zimo's clear eyes.

　　 Su Zimo nodded, Xiaohe understood.

　　Because of the previous full stimulus of blood, the blue shirt on Su Zimo's body has burst, revealing a thin golden silk armor inside.

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