Eternal Sacred King Chapter 370: Wind and rain struck
Su Zimo stayed in Xuantian City. On the one hand, he wanted to end his grievances with the three great riders. On the other hand, he was curious about the relics of the sect that Tang Yu said.
It is possible for several major forces on the Tianhuang Continent to gather here, this sect relic must be extraordinary.
Of course, the prerequisite for exploring the ruins of the sect is that he can gain a foothold in Xuantian City and have a foothold!
This battle with the four great cavalry bandits is inevitable.
As early as the moment when Su Zimo strangled Bao Yunfeng, he had no plans to fight the four great cavalry!
For this kind of murderous and wicked person, Su Zimo will never give in to forbearance and go against his heart because of the strength of his opponent.
If there is an injustice in your heart, you will surrender the injustice, vigorously, and pleased!
The worst result is nothing more than exposing the demon-cultivation thing, and it will turn him upside down!
In the next few days, Su Zimo remained motionless, sitting on a street corner, in the open air, without distracting thoughts, like an old monk entering concentration, practicing silently.
On the third day, the fifth spiritual vein in Su Zimo's body emerged, formed completely, and stabilized, with spiritual power rushing and roaring in it, magnificent.
Su Zimo's breakthrough did not cause much reaction in Xuantian City.
After all, in the eyes of many monks, Su Zimo built the foundation with four veins, and there is no difference between the five veins, and even the six veins have little effect on the ending.
For most monks, just waiting to see the excitement.
Everyone wants to know how Su Zimo will be tortured with the dispositions and methods of the three great riders, and how many innocent monks will be implicated in them and become funerals!
With the passage of time, it means that the day when the three riders return is getting closer, and the atmosphere in Xuantian City has become more and more depressing.
On this day, black clouds pressed down the city, and thunder rolled.
The entire sky seems to have been splashed with a layer of thick ink, the dark clouds are changing and rolling, the air is full of moisture, and the heavy rain is coming!
In a well-preserved mansion to the east of Xuantian City, there is a handsome man in a Chinese dress standing with his hand in his hand, standing at the door of the room, slightly raised his head, looking at the black clouds in the sky, his eyes are clear, like colored glaze .
A monk galloped from outside, with the Zongmen token hanging around his waist, exactly the same as the token on the waist of the man in Washington.
If you look closely, you can vaguely see two words-Liuli.
"Meet Brother Pei."
The Liuli Palace disciple came to the man in the Chinese clothes, bowed slightly, and Shili said: "There is news that the three major riding bandits have returned to the city!"
"Hmm."
The man in Chinese clothes responded with a look as usual, still looking up at the sky.
The person continued: "I heard that Danyang Gate is going to make a big move. Young Master Tang Yu led a group of monks at Danyang Gate to the vicinity of the house. I don’t know what he meant."
"Heh..."
The man in Chinese clothes stretched out his palm, looked down at his slender fingers that were crystal clear as jade, a touch of mockery flashed in his eyes, and said faintly: "The four great riding bandits, the jackal, the tiger and the leopard, the leopard is dead, and the rest is The three beasts must be crazy! Whoever provokes them at this time is asking for boring oneself."
"Our plot is the remains of the Danchizong, and there is no need to consume strength on it. As for the Su or something...it is nothing more than a mantis arm as a car, not at its own discretion."
West of Xuantian City.
In a palace, a monk wearing a black robe sat in the center with a bone gun on his knees. Although he closed his eyes, his brows were filled with evil spirits. .
"Enlighten the devil, and the three great riders will return to the city!"
"Got it."
The black robe monk didn't open his eyes, and responded casually.
Almost at the same time, Puppet Sect, Qianhemen...All the forces in Xuantian City heard this news, and countless eyes fell on that long street.
It didn't take long for the heavy rain to pour, and thunder and lightning surged above the sky, and it was as flaming as the sea, as if to swallow and drown this ancient city!
The rain was very urgent and heavy, almost in the blink of an eye, the green shirt on Su Zimo's body was soaked.
Even so, he still sits on the spot, his body is straight, his eyes are closed, he seems to be unaware of it, and his expression is indifferent.
Not far away, Tang Yu looked at the cyan figure on the corner of the street, his eyes blurred. After a while, he slowly regained his clarity. He looked sideways and asked: "Bo Liang, do you think he can last a quarter of an hour?"
"Difficult."
Liang Bo shook his head, and said: "Not to mention the strength of the three major cavalry bandits, the thousands of desperadoes under their command alone are enough to smash this person into nothing."
"My brother, he must be able to do it!"
Being beside Tang Yu, Su Xiaoning squeezed a fist and said firmly.
Beside Xiao Ning, Ye Ling lay there quietly, guarding Xiao Ning silently.
On the Long Street.
The rain is heavier and the wind is fiercer.
Amidst the wind and rain, there was a faint sound of horseshoes. At first, if there was no sound, it became clearer afterwards!
Gradually, gradually... hoofs sound like thunder!
Even wind and rain can't cover up the murderous intent at the end of the long street!
Vaguely, three figures appeared in the misty rain, getting closer and closer, and it was the three great riders!
The Ancient Remains sitting down by the three of them made a heavy gasp, and their eyes were red with a ferocious aura, staring at the corner of the street.
Following the three of them, there is a large crowd of iron knights, whizzing!
At a glance, there are thousands of people!
Thousands of desperadoes, coupled with the foundation of the seven veins, such a force, let alone Xuantian City, cannot be ignored even if it is placed on the ancient battlefield!
In fact, top powers like Liuli Palace and Earth Shaman Sect are still above the four great cavalry forces in their overall strength.
But now, several major forces have gathered in Xuantian City and are gambling with each other, all for the relics of the Danchi Sect that is about to be born.
No one is willing to provoke the four great cavalry bandits, so as not to damage their own strength and get at a disadvantage in the struggle for the Danchizong ruins.
On the corner of the street, Su Zimo's clothes were already soaked, and his black hair was wet and glued together, looking like a chicken, very embarrassed.
Bai Zhang...
Fifty feet...
The distance between the three major riding bandits is getting closer and closer, and Su Zimo can even smell the stench from the mouths of the ancient relics sitting down by the three of them.
However, Su Zimo still didn't move.
Until the three major riders entered the range of thirty feet, Su Zimo suddenly opened his eyes. I don't know when, there is already a moonflower bow in his hand!
Bend the bow and shoot the arrow.
The bow is like a full moon, and the arrow is like a shooting star.
Shoo! call out! call out!
The sound of sharp arrows breaking through the air almost became a line.
The bow is a moon-masking bow, a quasi-innate spiritual weapon!
When the big bow in Su Zimo's hand lit up with five spiritual patterns, Lang's greedy heart was filled with anxiety.
The next moment, a little bit of cold light appeared in front of you, and it was coming soon!
The speed of this arrow is too fast~IndoMTL.com~ If you replace it with a general six-vein foundation, you will definitely die!
But countless life and death experiences in the jungle made Lang Tan react faster than ordinary monks.
Lang greedily turns his face slightly between the electric light and flint.
A gleam of cold light brushed his cheeks, bringing up a lock of blood, dangerous and dangerous!
Hidden away!
But Lang was greedy for this breath, and before he could let go, the corner of his eyes jumped wildly, and he saw a little cold light galloping forward, piercing his eyebrows!
The second arrow arrived, and he didn't give him a chance to react at all.
Lianzhu Arrow!
Lang Tan only felt that his scalp was exploding, and his hairs were standing up.
The first arrow, he was lucky to be able to hide.
This second arrow is inevitable.