Eternal Sacred King Chapter 344: Rampage

The monks in the three dynasties never thought that Su Zimo would make a move, and no one expected that Su Zimo would dare to make a move.

In addition, the distance between the two sides is too close, Duan Mingda knows nothing about Su Zimo, and has almost no defense. As the foundation of the six veins, Su Zimo was cut in half by Su Zimo, and the corpse was on the spot!

The crowd exploded in an instant!

"Kill!"

"Kill him!"

The monks of the Dashang Dynasty were furious, their eyes were red, and a roar broke out.

Jiang Yu has seen Su Zimo's methods, and at the moment Duan Mingda died, he sacrificed a flying sword and jumped into the air for the first time, drawing a distance from Su Zimo.

But the other monks didn't know, they still stood on the spot, offering a flying sword with flashing aura, pinching the spirit art, and preparing to shoot at the same time to kill Su Zimo on the spot.

"Bang!"

After Su Zimo killed Duan Mingda, his figure did not stop, and he slammed into the crowd. The monk who stood in the forefront just took out the flying sword and felt that his eyes were black and he was hit directly.

The figure of this person was still in the air, and it burst into a cloud of blood!

His!

Seeing this scene, all the monks took a breath.

Simply hit, and smashed the monk to pieces. What a terrifying power it had to burst out, it was like an ancient beast!

After devouring a dragon, Su Zimo is already a master of Zangzhang.

A punch or kick at random, with a force of tens of thousands of catties, when they collide, the flesh and blood of these ordinary cultivators can't stop them at all.

While hitting a person, the blood quenched knife in Su Zimo's hand turned around, slashing horizontally.

Puff!

Blood light flashed, a big head flew high, blood spurting from the broken neck, shocking!

The blood quenched knife was originally a blood-red long knife. After seeing the blood, the blood on the blade's blade became more and more prosperous, becoming more dazzling and scarlet.

"Be careful, everyone, this person is very powerful in melee combat, don't let him get close!"

Jiang Yu stepped on the flying sword, in mid-air, and roared.

The remaining Dashang monk looked pale and couldn't wait to swear.

What's the use at this time?

The leader of their trip, Duan Mingda, who was the foundation of the six veins, was already dead, and Su Zimo crashed into the crowd. Many cultivators had no time to fly into the air, and they had been chopped down by blood-tempered knives!

Even if there is no blood-tempered knife, this group of people being close by Su Zimo is more ill-fortuned.

What's more, now that Su Zimo has the perfect spirit weapon blood quenched knife in his hand, it's just as powerful as a tiger.

The huge and heavy blade is slashed down, even if you don't use its full strength, the ordinary four-vein foundation and five-vein foundation can not stop the power of a sword!

"Thunder!"

Su Zimo pointed forward and gave a soft drink.

Crack!

There was a loud noise in the sky, and an arm-thick lightning fell instantly, hitting the crowd, transforming into a flaming sea of ​​thunder.

Many monks used spiritual arts one after another to fight against them.

Su Zimo took advantage of this opportunity to rush into the crowd again, rushing from left to right, and the sword pointed at him, the man must be turned on his back, the stumped limbs and arms will fly horizontally, no one can stop him.

The most fringe merchant monks lifted their swords into the air, and also offered flying swords, pointing towards Su Zimo.

Wow! Whoosh! Whoosh!

In an instant, the aura flickered, flying all over the sky, rainbow lights bursting through the sky, as if there were thousands of rays of light bursting out.

Su Zimo is short, lying on the ground, like a snake, winding and crawling in the grass, very fast.

The grass swayed, leaving a string of traces, and Su Zimo's figure was looming, avoiding most of the flying sword.

The mud splashed behind Su Zimo, all traces of the flying sword.

There are more than a dozen flying swords left to chase after him. Su Zimo's eyes are bright, and he suddenly grows up, carrying his blood, and the roar of tsunami inside his body continues.

Cracking!

Between the blood pulses, the bones in his body trembled again and again, the big tendons trembled, and the muscles and bones rang together. Su Zimo's body swelled in a circle.

"Bring me off!"

Su Zimo yelled, and squeezed the blood quenched knife in both hands, the flesh and blood on his arms swelled, knotted together, and instantly burst the two sleeves.

With two sturdy red arms, the blood-hardened knives were raised and slashed heavily on the dozen or so flying swords that were stabbed in the face.

Ding jingle!

A series of Jin Ge sounds sounded.

Under the gaze of countless gazes, these dozen high-grade flying swords were cut into two pieces by a blood-hardened knife, the light was dim, and they fell to the ground.

"Ah!"

An exclamation came from the two camps of Dazhou and Daxia.

It's so cruel!

This is completely a crushing force, breaking the ten thousand magic with one force, and there is no resistance at all!

Su Zimo shot too fast and too decisive!

After only ten breaths, more than ten great merchant monks died under the blood-hardened sword, and one of them built the foundation with six veins.

Everyone in Daxia was stunned in place, with a faint trace of fear in the depths of their eyes.

When Ji Yaoxue and others saw this scene, they felt morale boosted.

Ji Yaoxue raised his arms and said in a deep voice: "Everyone, this is the time of life and death, kill the enemy with me, and kill the rebellion!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Everyone on the Miaofeng Peak, the four Dazhou guards, and Shi Jian felt energetic, and their blood surged, shouted loudly, and rushed forward.

Ye Ling's eyes were cold, he looked around, did not make a move, and always followed Su Xiaoning's side.

"Seven Star Plum!"

"Purple Light Cut!"

"Liang Yi Yan Luo Jian!"

Many spiritual arts collided in mid-air, and the two dynasties of Da Zhou and Da Xia finally collided.

The little fat man walked with his sword, but he carried a huge axe in his hand, and he cooperated with Shi Jian of Nanyuezong.

Four big Zhou guards guarded Ji Yaoxue tightly. They didn't dare to leave easily, but the envoy Feijian faced the enemy.

"Blast!"

Leng Rou gave a soft rebuke, her sleeves trembling, and a dozen talismans were thrown into the crowd, bursting instantly, transforming into a huge sea of ​​fire, and drowning the monks.

Although Leng Rou is only building the foundation of the three veins and has a low level of cultivation, she is indeed clever in the talisman, otherwise she would not win the first place in the talisman list.

Like her, she sprinkled a lot of talisman when she shot it, even Su Zimo didn't want to shake it.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

Although these great merchant cultivators did not fall on the spot, they were also seriously injured. They were burned to the ground and flesh and blood, and they screamed repeatedly in the sea of ​​fire~IndoMTL.com~ Whoosh! Whoosh!

The misty peak Ji Chengtian unfolded the misty wings, and the flying sword of the ‘emptiness’ realm was fascinated by ghosts, and waves of light and traceless ripples passed through the sea of ​​fire, killing these screaming big merchant monks to death.

In a blink of an eye, the situation has reversed!

The big Monday has the upper hand, and the momentum is like a rainbow!

Actually, there was still a powerful force on the battlefield that did not intervene. From the beginning to the end, many monks of the Daxia Dynasty watched indifferently.

Guo Yi's gaze always fell on a monk in Da Zhou.

At this moment, on the chaotic battlefield, Qingshuangmen Junhao glanced in the direction of the Daxia Dynasty and made several gestures in succession.

These gestures are extremely hidden, no one noticed except Guo Yi.

Guo Yi understood, raised his arms, and said solemnly: "Go out to fight, encircle and suppress the remnants of the Great Zhou Dynasty!"