Eternal Sacred King Chapter 639: The sword array is horizontal
Being stared at by thousands of ancient relics, the legs of the Tiansha wolf were already shaking.
At this time, it can only bite the bullet and walk inward.
"Here is another humble ant!"
The golden lion couldn't feel the slightest threat on Su Zimo's body, and couldn't help but sneer.
The dozen or so monks who were trapped looked at Su Zimo expectantly, only to find that there was not the slightest fluctuation in spiritual power in the body of this monk, who couldn't help being disappointed.
Su Zimo wears the Ming Wang rosary on his body, and has been dormant at the bottom of the Dragon Burial Valley for 20 years. He recites scriptures and worships the Buddha every day. Now his temperament is supernatural, and ordinary people really can't see his reality.
"I want to subdue these human races as slaves because their strength is not bad. You, a reckless ant, are not qualified to be a mount for me!"
The golden lion's eyes are cold, condescending, looking down at Su Zimo, and faintly said: "Kill him!"
"Wow!"
The two monster beasts closest to the entrance of the valley suddenly turned around, showing fierce light in their eyes, the inner alchemy turned, the monster energy rose, and they rushed towards Su Zimo!
Su Zimo's expression is calm and he pats the storage bag with his palm.
Whhhhhhhh!
Two flying swords emerged directly in the air.
The sword is trembling, contending, and alive!
Four spirit patterns, the best spirit weapon!
A quick shot, they are two superb spiritual weapons. If they are placed in the realm of comprehension, they are already quite remarkable.
But this is the ancient battlefield.
Those who are qualified to come in and those who are able to come in are all genius leaders of the major sects. There are one or two top-quality spiritual weapons in the storage bag, which are all normal.
The dozen or so monks looked at each other, shook their heads, and sighed inwardly.
"This is also a lifeless person."
"If you want to rely on these two superb flying swords, you can fight this vast monster and beast, it's no different than the worm shaking the tree."
"Looking at this person's age, it is estimated that he was young and famous, he was born with a calf, and he has not suffered any setbacks, alas."
Seeing Su Zimo's flying swords at both ends of the ancient relics, his expression remained unchanged, and he ran faster.
But the next moment, the look on both ends of the ancient heritage changed!
Wow!
The two flying swords disappeared in full view, only a sound of breaking through the air was heard!
The ancient relics at both ends panicked.
Although they are relics of ancient times, with thick skin and thick flesh, the sharpness of the top grade flying sword is still enough to hurt their lives!
Puff! puff!
Without waiting for the two ancient relics to make evasive actions, their heads sprayed out a column of blood.
Two flying swords, directly penetrate their heads!
The sword body did not drip blood, and with a sharp edge, he turned around in mid-air and returned to Su Zimo's body.
So fast!
And there is no trace!
It's like two flying swords suddenly emerged from the void, beheading the two ancient relics!
"Huh?"
A blue-robed man in the lead gave a soft voice, his eyes were bright, and he whispered: "What a powerful sword art!"
Among the crowd, the female sister who had been kneeling on the ground with a nervous breakdown also stopped crying, blinking her big watery eyes, looking at this scene in surprise.
So far, Su Zimo has practiced, and he has learned extremely mixed.
But all are top-notch techniques and no secret techniques!
Just now, this sword-management technique is the most basic of his many methods.
There are three realms in "Vanishing Swordsmanship": afterimages, emptiness, and ethereal.
Today's Su Zimo has cultivated to the ethereal state!
The flying sword is extremely fast, erratic and difficult to find.
Unless you are a monk with strong senses, it is difficult to resist the ethereal swordsmanship of the third realm!
Faced with these ancient relics, Su Zimo can deal with too many methods.
The simplest and most rude thing is to rely on the terrifying blood and flesh body, directly intrude, rampage, and the ancient relics can't stop him at all!
But at this time, Su Zimo did not do so.
Feeling the scorn and ridicule of the golden lion, he has to use the means of a cultivator today to suppress these ancient relics and suppress this golden lion!
Two ancient relics died violently. Before the golden lion ordered, more than a dozen ancient relics rushed up.
"Broken."
The man in the blue robe shook his head and said: "Although this man has a brilliant sword, his fists are hard to beat..."
The person suffocated before speaking.
I saw Su Zimo's palm patted on the storage bag, and a full twenty-five flying swords appeared in the void.
Counting the two flying swords before, this is the twenty-seven flying swords!
What's even more frightening is that all these 27 flying swords are superb spirit weapons!
If it is said that in this ancient battlefield, it is not a big deal for a real Jindan to have two superb spirit weapons, then it is a bit scary to have more than twenty superb spirit weapons!
"So many flying swords?"
The dozen or so monks were dumbfounded.
Where have they seen someone who took out so many flying swords in one go.
The twenty-seven flying swords were suspended in front of Su Zimo, orderly, bright and dazzling, and galloped toward the dozens of ancient relics that rushed over!
Wow!
The twenty-seven flying swords disappeared again.
In the blink of an eye.
These twenty-seven flying swords resurfaced.
At the same time, the dozens of ancient relics that came forward fell one after another, and there were blood holes on their heads.
"This..."
The blue-robed men and the group were surprised.
It is quite difficult to control all twenty-seven flying swords to such a nuanced level!
The most terrifying thing is that from beginning to end, there was no wave in the eyes of this monk in the green shirt!
It seems that the situation in front of him has long been expected by him!
"Wow!"
"Roar!"
A commotion broke out in the group of monsters and beasts.
The fall of more than a dozen ancient relics is nothing to this huge group of monsters, but they also smelled a hint of danger in the body of this monk.
"You human race is a bit interesting, you are qualified to be my mount!"
The golden lion uttered words and nodded very confidently.
"Hahahaha!"
Su Zimo raised up to the sky and laughed, with twenty-seven flying swords flying and circling in front of him, loudly saying: "Yellow-haired lion, today I want to see who is conquering whom!"
"Brother I wish, this man's methods are not weak, we seem to be hopeful of being saved." The glamorous sister next to her with bright eyes, whispered.
"It's hard to tell."
The blue-robed man shook his head and said: "Now it seems that this person controls 27 flying swords, which is already the limit. Don't forget, there are thousands of monsters around us, and this person can't stop them at all. !"
The glamorous girl frowned and asked, "What should I do?"
"Let's seize the time to adjust our breath, try our best to restore combat strength, and listen to my orders for a while!" The blue-robed man said in a deep voice.
Everyone nodded.
Before the words were over, hundreds of monsters rushed forward.
And this time ~IndoMTL.com~ The hundreds of monsters are clever, divided into three different directions, and rushed towards Su Zimo.
Su Zimo's eyes flashed a touch of mockery, stretched out his finger, and gently tapped toward the front.
"Illness!"
Twenty-seven flying swords are directly separated into twenty-four handles.
A set of six flying swords, the blades galloping horizontally in mid-air, leaving traces of sword marks.
The blue-robed man's expression changed and he exclaimed: "Sword formation, it's a sword formation!"
"Ah, he is a swordsman!"
The sword array of four six-pointed stars is horizontal in the air, shining with dazzling light, contending and shaking, and the sword aura is like frost, blocking hundreds of monsters in front of you!
Puff puff puff!
Blood mist is gushing!
The stumps of many monster beasts flying around with broken arms, dyed the void red.