This foundation-building monk had all the means, but he failed to use them. With just a cover, he was cut down by Su Zimo under the sword formation!
Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!
The Liuhe Sword Formation burst out with sword energy, helping the little fat man to swing away many flying swords and rescue him.
In just a moment, the little fat man already had an additional wound on his body.
"It's okay, I'm thick-skinned. Brother, please be careful and don't worry about me." The little fat man shouted without looking back and continued to charge.
Leng Rou indeed showed the strength of a large disciple of the sect. Although she did not practice the sect's secret skills, she managed to withstand the siege of nine mid-stage foundation-building monks with the help of many talismans!
Of course, these nine people obviously did not use all their strength. They just had the mentality of a cat catching a mouse. While fighting with swords, they used some obscene words to stimulate Leng Rou.
Lengrou remained unmoved, there was no danger for the time being.
On the other side, a dozen monks in the early stages of foundation building had already turned their attention to Su Zimo, attacking with all their strength, flying swords through the air, and bombarding him with spiritual skills.
No matter how strong the Liuhe Sword Formation was, it could not withstand the power of so many foundation-building monks. In the blink of an eye, it was on the verge of collapse.
"Ha ha!"
A foundation-building monk laughed and said, "I want to see how long you, a little Qi practitioner, can last!"
"Roar!"
Before the man's laughter stopped, a black shadow suddenly appeared next to him and bit the man's throat, causing blood to spurt out.
However, it was the spirit tiger that waited for the opportunity to attack and ended up killing a monk in the early stages of foundation building.
Although the spirit tiger is only a spirit beast, if a foundation-building monk is approached by it, it will be a disaster.
This is why Dieyue once said to Su Zimo that demon cultivators are the easiest to kill their opponents by leapfrogging.
"Beast, you dare to act wild!"
Several foundation-building monks cursed angrily and burst out with spiritual skills. The spiritual energy around them rolled and surged, slamming into the spirit tiger.
The power of spiritual arts cannot be resisted by Linghu's strength.
Su Zimo narrowed his eyes slightly, avoided several flying swords, and threw out the Liuhe Sword Formation. He came first, blocked in front of the spirit tiger, and intercepted several spiritual techniques.
boom!
There was a loud bang.
The spiritual skills collapsed, and Su Zimo's Liuhe Sword Formation finally couldn't hold on anymore and could no longer be condensed into shape.
Six flying swords were scattered on the ground, their light dim.
Linghu was very clever. He took this opportunity to sneak behind Su Zimo, glared at the dozen foundation-building monks opposite him with a pair of tiger eyes.
"Boy, the spiritual energy in your body has been exhausted!" A monk in the early stage of foundation building sneered.
The war between the two sides has been going on for a short period of time, but Su Zimo has resisted too many flying swords, and his spiritual energy has been consumed violently. At this time, there is indeed very little left.
"I see how arrogant you are, just die!"
A foundation-building cultivator held a spiritual secret in his hand and pointed towards Su Zimo. A fireball the size of a fist condensed out and rushed towards him. It was still in mid-air, and the air was already burning and crackling.
Su Zimo's eyes brightened, and he suddenly stretched out his palm and grabbed the oncoming fireball.
"court death!"
A kind of foundation-building monk couldn't help but sneer secretly when he saw that Su Zimo dared to resist the spiritual technique with his bare hands.
Su Zimo slowly stimulated his blood vessels, and a blazing thunder light flashed in his palm, densely packed.
"Um?"
"what is that?"
"The power of thunder and lightning!"
The pupils of many foundation-building monks shrank and they kept exclaiming.
Snapped!
The fireball was crushed into pieces by Su Zimo's palm, and the spiritual energy collapsed and disappeared.
The monks who saw this scene changed their colors in an uproar.
The gray-robed monk also frowned, looking at this scene in disbelief, and said to himself in confusion: "Thunder Technique? Is this person not a Qi practitioner, but a Foundation-building monk?"
The gray-robed monk used the spirit-peeping technique to carefully examine Su Zimo's body again: "Yes, it's the ninth level of Qi Condensation. Could it be that this person has practiced some kind of hidden realm technique?"
"No, no!"
The gray-robed monk shook his head again: "How come you don't feel the spiritual energy fluctuations when you release the thunder technique?"
The gray-robed monk couldn't even imagine that the source of Su Zimo's lightning power came from his own blood!
Su Zimo's spiritual energy was indeed exhausted, but the thunder and lightning power in his blood was still there.
"Chirp!"
At this moment, the little crane in the sky was in danger again and again. His body had been torn apart by blood-eyed crows with multiple wounds, and he let out a rapid cry.
Although Senior Xianhe didn't say anything, Su Zimo knew in his heart that Xiaohe's ability to follow him out was naturally due to Senior Xianhe's trust in him.
But now that he saw Xiaohe in danger, Su Zimo didn't even think about it, and used all his blood power to unleash the power of his blood. There was a faint sound of surging waves and tidal waves in his body, which shocked his heart!
In front of everyone's eyes, Su Zimo's figure suddenly swelled, and his whole body expanded in a circle, bursting out of his blue shirt, and his whole body was covered with thunder and lightning, crackling chaos.
Su Zimo was like a thunder god possessed, with murderous intent condensed in his eyes, and his aura was terrifying!
"What!"
Until then, the gray-robed monk's face changed drastically, and he finally realized that the situation was wrong.
Su Zimo pointed towards the sky, his eyes bursting with murderous intent, and shouted softly: "Thunder!"
Click!
The first thunder exploded.
An extremely blazing thunder light fell on the group of blood-eyed crows, and the snake-like electric light spread, dazzling and dazzling. The blood-eyed crows were directly electrocuted to death and fell from the mid-air, like a scene of black rain falling.
Many of the foundation-building monks present were startled by the deafening sound of thunder, and the nine foundation-building monks who were besieging Leng Rou subconsciously stopped.
Leng Rou took this opportunity to take a breath, her whole body was dripping with sweat, and her spiritual energy was almost exhausted.
The little fat man took the opportunity to get in front of an early-stage foundation-building monk, swung his giant ax and split the man in half, with blood splattering all over him!
The power of the thunder technique was so powerful that it almost wiped out the blood-eyed crows in mid-air!
Xiaohe's spirit was greatly improved, and the remaining blood-eyed crows were no longer enough to pose a threat to it.
At this moment, Su Zimo took out a long knife with a cold light from his storage bag. With a cold light in his eyes, he stepped forward, grinned at the Foundation Establishment monk opposite, and said, "Fighting is the best way to do this." just started!"
With this step, he took two feet away and was immediately in front of many foundation-building monks.
puff! puff!
Su Zimo slashed with his backhand, and the two of them felt their eyes blurred. Before they could react, two huge heads were thrown high, and blood spurted out.
"ah!"
The remaining foundation-building monks turned pale with fright, exclaimed, and subconsciously stepped back.
"Can you run away?"
Su Zimo chased after him with a knife, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, slashing left and right, blood flashing continuously.
Leng Rou and the little fat man were dumbfounded.
In the early stage of foundation building, the monks were like fish on their knees under Su Zimo's sword, with no power to fight back.
Even if he used flying swords, talismans, or even spiritual arts, they were all chopped to pieces by Su Zimo!
With the Marrow Cutting Chapter completed, Su Zimo's power is enough to kill the early stage of Foundation Establishment, not to mention the Thunder Sound Marrow Cleansing Sutra incorporated into it.
This is a crushing exercise in strength, and no skills are required at all.
Even the spiritual skills of the monks in the early stages of foundation building could not match the power of Su Zimo after his bloodline exploded!