From beginning to end, Su Zimo sat on the chair, hardly moving much, not even getting up, looking calm and composed.
In fact, Su Zimo was also greatly shocked.
The power of the Demon-Conquering Seal completely exceeded his expectations.
At this time, the spiritual power in his body is almost exhausted. If sufficient spiritual power can be provided, how terrifying power will the Demon-Subduing Seal erupt
According to Su Zimo's speculation, the power erupted from the Demon-Subduing Seal just now was only a part of the real Demon-Subduing Seal, which should be less than 30%!
What kind of spiritual magic is this
By exerting only 30% of its power, Su Zimo's spiritual energy in the middle stage of foundation building was almost absorbed!
"Who are you and what sect are you? If you have the guts, tell me your name!"
Liang Hao struggled to stand up and asked slowly while staring at Su Zimo, his eyes vicious.
"Who asked you to get up?"
Su Zimo glanced sideways, sounded coldly, and knocked the teacup off the table.
How strong is Su Zimo's physical strength
Even if it was just a casual blow, it should not be underestimated, not to mention that Liang Hao himself had been seriously injured.
Whoosh!
The teacup tore through the airflow and burst into the air.
There was no time to react. With a bang, the tea cup hit Liang Hao's knee hard.
The tea cup broke into several pieces. Just as Liang Hao was about to stand up, he was suddenly hit hard and fell to his knees again.
"ah!"
Liang Hao cried out in pain, and in the blink of an eye, cold sweat began to drip from his forehead.
Liu Hongyi next to him originally planned to get up, but he was so frightened by this scene that he trembled all over. He lowered his head and knelt on the ground obediently, not daring to say a word.
The situation is pressing, and if you speak harshly at this time, you will only be asking for trouble.
Although there are still ten foundation-building monks left in Bixia Palace, they are all frightened by Su Zimo's methods at this time, and they dare not take action.
The ten Bixia Palace monks looked at each other and began to retreat with a tacit understanding.
The matter at hand can only be left to Senior Brother Xu You and Senior Sister Shen Mengqi to handle. It is useless for them to stay here.
"This matter is not over yet, please leave them all to me."
Su Zimo sat calmly in the same place, with no intention of getting up. His tone was calm, but revealed an undoubted power.
"Let's go!"
Someone shouted loudly, drew his flying sword, and fled outside without looking back.
Su Zimo pointed forward and shouted softly: "Thunder!"
Click!
Accompanied by a deafening loud noise, a thunderbolt as thick as an adult's arm suddenly descended and struck among the people in Bixia Palace, blazing and dazzling.
The dense lightning quickly spread and crackled.
Thunder technique is the most aggressive type of spiritual technique.
In addition, Su Zimo practiced Taixu Thunder Jue, an ancient technique, and the power of thunder and lightning in his blood was extremely strong.
Only four of the remaining ten people are in the middle stage of foundation building, and six of them are in the early stage of foundation building. How can they withstand the power of thunder.
"Ah! Ah!"
There was a scream from the crowd, and the six monks who were in the early stages of foundation building were electrocuted on the spot. They were charred on the outside and tender on the inside, with green smoke billowing from their bodies, and they fell into a heap.
The four mid-stage foundation builders were also in disgrace. Although they barely managed to resist, they were already injured. A trace of blood spilled from the corners of their mouths, and their black hair was curled by the electricity.
Su Hong, Song Qi and others were dumbfounded.
How could they have imagined that their younger brother, the second son of the Su family, would be so powerful after not seeing each other for just two years
"Fellow Taoist, you'd better not bully others too much!" Liu Hongyi swallowed his saliva and said bravely.
"interesting."
Su Zimo smiled and said, "It's obvious that you came here to provoke me, and you were so domineering that you forced others to kneel down. Why did you accuse me of bullying others too much?"
"Hey hey hey, don't be arrogant!"
Liang Hao endured the severe pain in his knee and said surreptitiously: "Boy, my senior brothers and sisters from Bixia Palace are in the royal city now. If you see that we don't take Su Hong back, just wait and see!"
"oh?"
Su Zimo heard something that was not true, and asked with interest: "So, you are here today to take away King Yan?"
Liang Hao said loudly: "So what?"
"very good."
Su Zimo nodded and asked: "Why did you take away King Yan? Does King Yan have a grudge against you, or is it because of other things?"
"Don't worry about it."
Liang Hao snorted and said: "Although Su Hong is King Yan, he is just a mortal. It is his honor for Senior Brother Xu to see him!"
"pleasure?"
Su Zimo showed sarcasm and sneered: "In that case, I will let one person go."
"You, go back and tell your senior brother Xu, and relay my original words to him."
Su Zimo casually pointed at a monk from Bixia Palace who was slightly injured, and said calmly: "If you want to see King Yan, you can come over here!"
The Bixia Palace monk nodded in fear, and ran away with his sword as if he was being pardoned.
…
In an inn near the royal city.
Xu You and Shen Mengqi were eating casually and chatting.
Xu You asked with concern: "Junior sister, I think you don't look well, but are you feeling unwell?"
"nothing."
Shen Mengqi shook her head, frowned slightly, and said, "I don't know why, but I feel a little inexplicably irritable."
Xu You smiled and said: "Junior sister, you don't have to think too much. If you don't want to see these old friends, Su Hong will come soon. Just stay away and leave everything to me."
"Yeah." Shen Mengqi nodded.
At this moment, there was a sound of clothes breaking through the air in the distance. It was obvious that someone was coming with a sword, very fast, and seemed to be a little panicked.
"Um?"
Xu You frowned and waved his Taoist robe. The door of the house opened in response, and a figure came quickly.
"Junior Brother Lu?"
Xu You and Shen Mengqi were slightly stunned.
The person's clothes were all torn to pieces, and there were even signs of burns in some places.
This man came in a hurry, with curly black hair and white smoke rising from his head, as if he had just been struck by lightning...
"Junior Brother Lu, how could you be so careless and get struck by lightning?"
Xu You frowned and reprimanded: "It's useless to know how to cultivate immortality, and you don't even know how to hide. Look at you like this, how do you behave!"
The monk surnamed Lu was about to withdraw his flying sword and land. When he heard these words, he couldn't help but feel the wounds in his body, spit out a mouthful of old blood, and fell to the ground.
Xu You stepped forward and was helped up by others.
"Um?"
Xu You's expression changed. He felt the fluctuation of spiritual skills on the person who came here!
"Are the injuries on your body caused by lightning?" Xu You asked with a frown.
The monk surnamed Lu finally took a breath and nodded: "Senior Brother Xu, something happened!"
He quickly told the story of what happened in the palace, and even the words that Su Zimo asked him to take were passed on intact.
"Hmph, what a big tone! In the middle stage of foundation building, you dare to be arrogant with me and talk nonsense!"
Xu You looked gloomy and asked: "What is this person's name, and what is his family and sect?"
"This... I don't know."
The monk surnamed Lu shook his head.