Eternal Sacred King Chapter 45: Life hanging by a thread
In the darkness, the three elders of the Huanxi Sect looked gloomy and uncertain. Almost at the same time, the three sacrificed spirit artifacts, two low-grade ones, and one middle-grade one.
唰! Huh! Huh!
The spirit weapon shines brightly, exuding forest cold murderous intent, and gallops forward.
噗! puff!
The two Huanxi Zong disciples were unprepared, and were killed on the spot by the spirit weapons of the three elder Qian.
The spirit weapon was castrated continuously, and went straight to the vital point of Su Zimo's body!
The space in the cave is small, and there is not much room for everyone in Huanxi Sect to dodge, but this means that Su Zimo's movement is also greatly restricted.
Su Zimo did not expect that the three elders of Huanxi Zong would be so fierce and determined that they would force their actions regardless of the safety of the sect disciples!
On the side of Su Zimo's head, he dodged the ring-shaped spiritual weapon that threatened him the most.
噗!
But at the same time, a cold light suddenly appeared in the chest of the trainer.
Another flying sword, poked out from this person's chest, and pierced Su Zimo's throat!
is too close!
At this distance, Su Zimo has no time to dodge.
Su Zimo withdrew the Hanyue Knife homeopathically and blocked the flying sword.
Dang!
The sound of the collision of swords and swords sounded, sparks shot in all directions, Su Zimo's body was shaken, the tiger's mouth shattered, blood flowed like a flood, Hanyue knife almost flew away.
Since the two sides fought each other, Su Zimo has always avoided head-to-head confrontation with the foundation-building cultivator.
As expected, the power of the foundation-building monk to control the flying sword is definitely not what his body can bear today.
Su Zimo's entire right arm was numb, and he couldn't use it for a while.
In the early days of foundation construction, the power of the lower-grade spiritual weapons of the monks and emissaries was so strong. If the elder’s ring-shaped middle-grade spiritual weapons were to be accepted by force, Su Zimo might be destroyed on the spot!
Of course, Su Zimo's knife is not completely useless.
Elder Chen’s flying sword was originally supposed to pierce Su Zimo’s chest, but it was slammed by Hanyue Knife, but it deviated slightly, piercing Su Zimo’s shoulder blades, splashing blood!
Since the fight, Su Zimo was injured for the first time. The pain in the shoulder blade was unbearable, and his left arm could hardly be used anymore!
"So strong!"
Su Zimo murmured secretly.
Even in the face of Dzogchen training fighters, Su Zimo can fight with them unscathed.
But only in the early stage of foundation building, the power has leaped to a terrifying level!
Fortunately, although Su Zimo's right arm was tingling, he did not receive much impact. After a while, he could continue to fight again.
Su Zimo didn't dare to stay here. He turned around and slammed back against the mountain, hitting a few Qi practitioners who were in front of him, spreading his posture, and galloping out of the cave.
Su Zimo didn't know. At this moment, the hearts of the three Elder Qian were even more shocked, and their faces were full of disbelief.
"Not dead?"
"You actually blocked Lao Chen's sword?"
"How is it possible?"
"Alive and kicking, still have the strength to escape?"
Elder Qian made a prompt decision and greeted him: "Quickly chase, this one is injured, I can’t escape far!"
The three elders were the first to chase after them, and the remaining Huanxizong practitioners also hurriedly followed. They really didn't want to stay in this cave for a while.
Before entering the cave, there were more than 80 gas trainers, and now there are only more than 50 people left.
Most of them died in the hands of Su Zimo, and a few died under the hands of the elders of the sect.
In fact, everyone knows that no matter what the outcome of this trip, Huanxi Zong has already lost.
Five foundation-building cultivators, with more than a hundred Qi practitioners, mobilized almost half the power of the sect to chase and kill a mortal, but they were killed nearly half!
The two elders died, and the remaining Qi Practitioners were also in a panic and inexplicable fear.
"He must be killed!" Elder Qian gritted his teeth, his face gloomy.
Elder Chen showed a vicious face, and said viciously: "It would be best if he could be captured alive. I want to put him tortured for the rest of his life, and then thwart his bones and corpses!"
"The Su family can't let it go, kill him and let his blood flow, and don't keep the chickens and dogs!" Gong Liang Jinghan said.
Everyone from Huanxi Zong chased out the cave. Although there was still heavy snow outside, they suddenly opened up and finally got rid of the suffocating depression in the cave.
"There!"
Elder Qian pointed forward. Not far away, Su Zimo was still running, his left arm was drooping, dripping with blood, and it was extremely dazzling on the snow.
"Chasing!"
The Huanxi Sect everyone rose into the air and galloped forward.
"Brother Qian, the aura on the amulet urn will not last long, we have to quickly restrain this." Elder Chen whispered: "Once the amulet urn fails, our lives are in danger!"
If Fuluo is released, it will not be effective all the time.
After lasts for a period of time, the aura on the talisman will dissipate and it will become invalid.
Elder Chen only has this amulet. Once it fails, he will be no different from Gong Liangjing.
If he meets the situation in the cave again, he will not escape death.
Elder Qian nodded.
Actually, he still has a talisman in his storage bag, but the talisman is so precious that he doesn't want to waste it.
Elder Qian stepped on the flying sword, and read a finger with both hands. In the wind and snow, a mysterious force suddenly poured in, as if being called by some kind, and rushed to Elder Qian’s fingertips.
"Falling technique!"
Elder Qian suddenly pointed towards Su Zimo's escape.
A long time ago, Su Zimo felt a palpitating heart. Hearing the voice of Elder Qian, Su Zimo stopped quickly.
boom!
just in front of Su Zimo~IndoMTL.com~ The ground seemed to be hit by some force, suddenly collapsed, and a big hole appeared.
If Su Zimo was unprepared, and his feet were soft, he would fall directly into this pit.
"What is this?"
Su Zimo's eyes were surprised.
He had long expected that the foundation-building monk might have some mysterious means, but the scene before him was beyond his cognition.
"Wooden Entangling Technique!"
At the moment when Su Zimo was stunned, another voice rang in his ears.
"Huh?"
Su Zimo was startled and cried out that it was not good, so he wanted to bypass the big pit in front and flee to the other side.
Unexpectedly, just as Su Zimo was about to get up, in the snow below his feet, a few dead branches and vines suddenly spread, entwining his feet tightly!
咻! call out! call out!
The sound of a spiritual weapon breaking through the air came from my ear, which was breathtaking.
At this time, Su Zimo's figure is restricted, unable to dodge, once he is hit by a spirit weapon, he will die on the spot.
Su Zimo was not in trouble, fell directly to the ground, holding the Hanyue Knife in his backhand, and slashing hard towards the vines entwined around his feet.
Click!
The vine breaks.
At the same time, the densely packed spiritual weapons have also come to the front, Su Zimo gritted his teeth, his body was twisted to the limit, his muscles stretched, and there was a crackling sound from the bones in his body, and he avoided the Huanxi Zong dangerously and dangerously. The three spiritual weapons of the elders.
.
avoided these three spiritual weapons, but Su Zimo couldn't hide from the oncoming more than fifty spiritual weapons.
Although all of the shots were air trainers, more than 50 air trainers shot at the same time. This is also a terrifying force that cannot be ignored!
In an instant, the situation became extremely dangerous, and Su Zimo's life was hanging by a thread!