Eternal Sacred King Chapter 769: The killing is coming
The black light paused, revealing the figure of Raksha.
Puff!
Raksha spouted a big mouthful of blood, his face was pale, the tiger's mouth was torn, the blood was dripping, and the scimitar couldn't hold it, and he flew straight away!
"Run first!"
"This manpower is too strong to be invincible!"
"We have to deal with it and find another opportunity!"
Raksha's reaction was extremely fast, and this thought flashed through his mind instantly.
Huh!
The flesh wings of the Rakshasa stirred, the wind howled, bursting out a huge force, wanting to fly into the air and escape to the sky.
Normally, if both sides fight hard, there is bound to be a pause in strength.
But Su Zimo's body heard the sound of sea tides. He was exhausted, but suddenly he felt a regenerating force, like a tide surging!
This is Tidal Power!
Su Zimo's expression is cold, and his movements do not stop.
With the power of Tidal Jin, he bullied himself up, the blade turned, and the blade shuddered slightly, like blood-colored ripples in the void!
The **** ripples lightly touched Raksha's throat.
The two swords, one rigid and one soft, did not seem to be stagnant at all, like flowing water.
Raksha's tall body did not break free from Su Zimo's sword power range at all!
Puff!
A huge column of blood gushes out!
A terrifying head was thrown high, scattered with scarlet blood, and Raksha's headless corpse fell to the ground feebly, convulsing unconsciously.
On the battlefield, there was a sudden silence.
No one thought that this would be the result of the fight between the Raksha tribe and Su Zimo.
No one even thought that this Rakshasa would be killed by Su Zimo with two swords!
In the eyes of others, this process is short and simple.
But no one knew that Su Zimo used at least three hole cards to kill the Rakshasa in front of him!
He died unjustly.
The leader of Rakshasa looked faintly, staring at Su Zimo, and slowly said: "Don't worry, I won't let you die so easily! I will torture you a little bit and make you want to die!"
The smile of the leader of the Rakshasa is even more gloomy, waving his hand, and saying: "Tie him, and the rest will be killed, not one left!"
"Yes!"
Many rakshas behind him agreed in unison.
"During the war, I may not be able to take care of you, please be careful!"
Su Zi tilted his eyes slightly and told Little Fatty to wait.
This battle is more dangerous than ever!
Even Su Zimo didn't have a trace of assurance in his heart.
Not to mention the leader of the Rakshasa and the leader of the Protoss who can kill the True Monarch Yuan Ying, it is difficult to deal with more than a hundred Rakshasa at the same time!
Yu Ling's expression changed, his eyes flickering.
After a little while, Eidolon seemed to have made some decision.
"Brother, I will take action in a while and fight alongside you!"
Edwin didn't speak.
But his voice sounded in Su Zimo's mind.
You must know that Eidolon is only a spirit beast in the Golden Core Realm, and actually understands the secret technique of sound transmission that can only be released by True Monarch Yuan Ying!
Su Zimo took a deep look at Ye Ling.
He is almost certain that Eidolon has a secret in his body.
Moreover, this secret is hard to see!
Yeling had fought against the Raksha tribe before, even with one enemy four and one enemy five.
But at this time, the words "Fighting Side by Side" came out of Ye Ling's mouth, which seemed to have an unusual meaning.
"Kill!"
Many Rakshashas flickered, dozens of black lights scattered in the void, rushing to Su Zimo from all directions, and they were coming in an instant.
Such an offensive, if replaced by Yuan Ying Zhenjun, may not be able to retreat in his entirety!
And Su Zimo's expression remained as usual, he swung his blood to quench the knife, and unfolded the knives in the Ding Hai scroll and the Shura knife one by one.
The sword is strong, airtight, and difficult to get in by splashing water!
The Rakshas are very clever and have great fighting talents.
Realizing that Su Zimo's power is strong, he naturally won't be stunned with it, just keep circling around.
On the battlefield, Su Zimo's figure almost disappeared, and all around his body was enveloped by blood, forming a huge **** mask!
And in the sky, black lights hovered and danced, sprinting continuously, trying to break through the defense of the scarlet mask, but failed repeatedly.
"It's not good for Su Zimo to consume it like this."
"Yes, Su Zimo's use of this sword technique requires a lot of physical strength and energy, and he dare not relax a little bit, but the Raksha tribe just dances in the air, waiting for work with ease, almost invincible! "
The three of True Monarch Yujun were worried and anxious in their hearts.
If Su Zimo can't break the game, I'm afraid I will be exhausted!
On the other side, there are more than 30 Rakshasa who pounced on Little Fatty and others.
Everyone looked solemn.
Su Zimo can block the attack of dozens of Rakshasa, but each of them can withstand one or two Rakshasa, which is already the limit.
What's more, in the fight just now, Linghu was seriously injured.
The monkey released his bleeding eyes, his violent state had disappeared, his strength was attenuated, his chest was extremely injured, and he was almost unable to fight.
There are very few people who can really resist Rakshasa.
Their situation is not much better than Su Zimo!
Little Fatty, Lin Xuanji, and Fairy Ji stood up and stood in front of everyone, their eyes firm, and they saw death as home!
Monkeys, Linghu and other monsters also struggled to stand up without fear.
Looking at the figures in front of them, more than 50,000 monks have complex expressions, and in the depths of their eyes, there is more or less a trace of shame.
They are known as "Tianjiao", but now they are scared by the aliens, and they even rely on these monsters to guard them!
For the first time, everyone felt that they were ashamed of the word ‘Tianjiao’.
More than thirty Rakshasa swooped in, with an irresistible pressure, and seemed to be able to tear everything in front of them to pieces!
Under this pressure, the three of the little fat guys saw sweat on their foreheads, their spirits strained to the extreme, and their arms trembled slightly.
The golden core vision of the three has collapsed.
Devil Dance is the secret technique of Linglong Fairy, but it can't stop so many Rakshasa's killing!
Although Lin Xuanji has many methods, at this time, he also feels desperate and powerless.
Suddenly!
Just when the three of them were about to give up, a ghost-like figure rushed out from behind the three of them, and unexpectedly ran into more than thirty Rakshasa at the same speed!
"Ah!"
Shouts of exclamation came from the crowd.
Who?
Who is this, don't kill me?
Does he want to use his body to delay the killing of the Raksha tribe?
This is ridiculous!
At the time when many monks were thinking about it, this figure has collided with more than 30 Rakshasa!
Puff!
Almost the moment of the collision, the blood mist filled!
The figure disappeared completely, as if it had been smashed into flesh.
But the next moment, the group repaired in an uproar!
A corpse fell down in midair!
This is the corpse of Rakshasa!
There are five more finger holes on the head of this corpse~IndoMTL.com~, and fishy brains are still flowing on them.
This Rakshasa has died in anger!
"This..."
Many monks were dumbfounded, their minds were in confusion, and they hadn't figured out what was going on.
In mid-air, the figure that had already disappeared reappeared, like a ghost, passing by a Rakshasa, leaning out his palm and grabbing it, the speed is amazing!
Crack!
The throat of this Rakshasa was grabbed to pieces by this palm, and his vitality was cut off, and he fell on the spot!
"It's Eidolon!"
Qingqing exclaimed.
Under the night, the killing is coming!
(End of this chapter)