Taking the plowing step, Su Zimo's momentum became even stronger.
At this moment, the black-robed monk seemed to have an illusion, and a huge gap was torn out of the eternal blue sky above his head!
Su Zimo wheeled the Hanyue Sword, drawing an arc in mid-air. The sword was full of energy and murderous intent, and it slashed towards the head of the black-robed monk!
The black-robed monk did not dare to fight head-on. He took a step sideways and walked to the side of Su Zimo. The bone spear pierced out like a poisonous snake at a tricky angle.
"Um?"
Su Zimo narrowed his eyes slightly.
At this moment, Su Zimo had many choices. He could use the Hanyue Sword to block the bone spear that was stabbing him, or he could avoid its sharp edge and dodge before killing.
But these two choices will make Su Zimo's newly accumulated advantages and momentum disappear.
Moreover, in this situation surrounded by enemies, Su Zimo was not suitable for fighting with the opponent.
The best way to break the situation is to use thunder to kill the black-robed monks and completely break down the psychological defenses of everyone in the Disha Sect!
Facing the bone spear that was stabbing him, Su Zimo's eyes widened and he shouted softly: "Well done!"
Su Zimo didn't dodge, but suddenly stretched out his fleshy palm, spread his fingers like a cattail leaf fan, and grabbed the bone gun!
At the same time, Su Zimo suddenly changed his moves and abruptly stopped the downward slash. He flipped his wrist, held the Hanyue Sword in his backhand, and slashed across the neck of the black-robed monk.
"court death!"
The black-robed monk snorted coldly.
No one can block his bone spear with bare hands.
He believed that even the lunatic from Bawangdian couldn't do it!
The black-robed monk was confident enough. After crushing Su Zimo's palm, he stabbed it into his chest, pierced his heart, and killed him on the spot!
Just when Su Zimo's palm and the black-robed monk's bone gun were about to come into contact, a sudden change occurred!
A ball of blazing thunder suddenly condensed in Su Zimo's palm, which was dazzling and dazzling. The electric snake snaked and crackled.
"Um?"
"Thunder Technique!"
The black-robed monk's expression changed and he couldn't help but exclaimed.
Although there were flashes of lightning on Su Zimo's Hanyue Sword before, everyone didn't think much about it. They just thought that the Hanyue Sword was similar to a bone gun and had special spiritual materials. It was cultivated by thunder and lightning, so it was a weapon.
But now, a ball of lightning condensed in Su Zimo's palm. What does this mean
The black-robed monk's first reaction was that this was thunder.
But in a second thought, the black-robed monk rejected this idea.
There is an ancient forbidden spirit formation here, and the spiritual power of the foundation-building monks will be imprisoned. Even if the green-shirted monk comes from the Immortal Sect, he will not be spared.
Bloodline!
A flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in the black-robed monk's mind.
Before that, Su Zimo transferred Qi and blood, which not only made the sound of surging waves, but also mixed with the sound of rolling thunder.
This power of thunder and lightning must come from his bloodline!
Just as the black-robed monk was thinking, Su Zimo's palm was already on his bone gun.
The evil spirit on the bone gun was instantly electrocuted into nothingness and collapsed on the spot.
The black-robed monk remained calm in the face of danger. Although the power of thunder and lightning could suppress the evil spirit in the bone gun, Su Zimo's palm was made of flesh and blood after all and could not be compared with his bone gun.
The black-robed monk had a ferocious face, with violence flashing in his eyes. He roared, used his arms to shake the bone gun, and wanted to smash Su Zimo's palm into pieces.
At this moment, the black-robed monk's expression froze.
I saw Su Zimo's palm suddenly softened, like a tongue, curling around his bone gun!
collapse!
The bone gun trembled and made a dull buzzing sound.
"ah!"
The black-robed monk screamed in pain, the tiger's mouth cracked open, blood dripped, and the bone spear flew away from his hand.
At the same time, the black-robed monk felt a bone-chilling chill coming from the side, instantly making him feel like he had fallen into an ice cellar.
The Hanyue Sword is coming!
"not good!"
The black-robed monk's heart skipped a beat, and when he tried to dodge, he was already too late.
Su Zimo chose to catch the black-robed monk's bone spear with his bare hands, just to kill the black-robed monk on the spot within one round!
Once the black-robed monk died, the rest of the Earthly Sect monks were like chickens and dogs, with nothing to fear.
"Um?"
suddenly!
Su Zimo seemed to be aware of it, and his expression changed slightly.
In the flash of lightning, warning signs flashed through Su Zimo's heart, and he suddenly felt a cold killing intent.
This killing intent seemed familiar.
It was the assassin who pretended to be a 'dead corpse' when they entered this place before!
Su Zimo had no idea when this 'dead body' sneaked into this place or what it was disguised as.
Su Zimo only knew that if he moved a little slower, he would die here!
With a flash of thought, Su Zimo's Hanyue Sword suddenly stopped.
After all, the black-robed monk is a devil from the Earthly Demon Cult. He has experienced hundreds of battles. Seeing such an opportunity, how could he miss it
The black-robed monk leaned back, kicked his feet on the ground, and quickly retreated back.
Su Zimo didn't even stay where he was. He suddenly moved sideways, lowered his body, and twisted his body with his hands and feet on the ground, like a big python moving through the grass.
Bah!
A long and narrow sword landed where Su Zimo originally stayed, piercing the ground and leaving a shocking sword mark.
As long as Su Zimo slows down even half a step, there will definitely be a bloody hole in his body!
The person who drew the sword was among the Jisha Cult monks. He looked no different from anyone else, but the long and narrow sword in his hand was a bit special.
The black-robed monk's gaze fell on the sword, his eyes narrowed, and he whispered: "Thousand Faces!"
The identity of the 'Thousand Faces' was exposed, his expression showed no fluctuation, and his eyes were restrained and dull.
'Thousand Faces' didn't say a word. With a flick of his wrist, the long and narrow sword disappeared strangely. Then his figure flickered like a ghost, and disappeared into a fork in the road.
If he missed a hit, he immediately ran away, not giving Su Zimo any chance.
The black-robed monk's eyes flickered, he waved his hand and said solemnly: "Let's go!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the black-robed monk also walked onto the fork in the road, followed closely by many Earth Demon monks.
Su Zimo's expression changed, he weighed a little on the spot, then turned around and left, chasing the girl in the pink skirt in the direction she left.
Although this confrontation was short-lived, if word spread to the world of cultivation, it would definitely cause quite a shock.
Not everyone can defeat the two demons by themselves.
Of course, there were two reasons why Su Zimo gave up chasing the black-robed monk.
Originally, he planned to fight quickly and kill him as quickly as possible with thunderous means!
But now, the black-robed monk retreated into a side road under the protection of everyone. This plan was obviously unrealistic.
Moreover, there may be a peerless killer hidden on that fork in the road!
The second reason lies in the girl in the pink skirt.
Su Zimo once promised to protect the safety of the girl in the pink skirt.
Although Su Zimo had vaguely guessed the identity of the girl in the pink skirt, he had to fulfill his promise before confirming it and couldn't delay here for too long.
What's more, beside the girl in pink skirt, there is Yan Fei, a casual cultivator.
Su Zimo had long noticed that there was something wrong with the way Yan Fei looked at the girl in the pink skirt.