The momentum of King Yan's imperial army was greatly reduced. Su Zimo didn't even take action. He just took a step forward and charged through the vast army. After just a cup of tea, he broke out a bloody path.
boom! boom! boom!
Wherever Su Zimo passed, people fell on their backs. Blocked by tens of thousands of forbidden troops, it was like entering an uninhabited land, and no one could stop his steps.
Su Zimo rotated the flesh and blood fossils, and the muscles all over his body were tense and as hard as rock, and his defense power increased greatly.
The Jin Ge spear in the hands of the imperial guards pierced Su Zimo's body, and either slipped away or broke on the spot, without hurting Su Zimo at all!
It didn't take long for Su Zimo to rush out of the palace.
At this moment, a warning sign flashed in Su Zimo's heart. While running, he suddenly made a dodge movement and lowered his body, like a giant python crawling on the ground.
"call out!"
A piercing sword light passed over Su Zimo's head.
Qi practitioner!
Su Zimo stood up, followed the direction of the flying sword, and struck it diagonally. Like a wild bull, it knocked away many of the Royal City's forbidden troops beside him.
The Qi Practitioner hiding in the crowd just saw the flying sword fail. Before he could react, he was about to turn the flying sword around in the air, but found that all the imperial soldiers who were blocking him had fallen down.
Su Zimo, who was covered in blood, was approaching and it was too late to avoid him.
boom!
Su Zimo punched the man away with a casual punch. .
The Qi practitioner's eyes were distracted, his chest collapsed deeply, his bones were broken, and inserted into his lungs. Before his body fell to the ground, he had already stopped breathing.
With the power that Su Zimo's physical body exploded, even if he didn't use any moves, just punching and kicking at random, the Qi practitioner wouldn't be able to withstand it!
At this time, the royal city was in chaos.
Qi practitioners from all over the city are constantly coming, and more and more are gathering. During this period, dozens of them have taken action against Su Zimo alone.
At first, these Qi practitioners were still hiding among the guards of the Forbidden Army, controlling flying swords to sneak attack Su Zimo.
But after Su Zimo killed several people in a row, the remaining Qi practitioners became scared. They discovered that even if they were hiding among the crowd, Su Zimo could still find them.
The Forbidden Army guards couldn't stop Su Zimo at all!
Many Qi practitioners rose into the air and besieged Su Zimo in mid-air.
Although this would consume spiritual energy faster, Su Zimo could not pose a threat to them.
The most serious situation has appeared!
In this situation, dozens of Qi Practitioners continued to attack Su Zimo. The attacks from low-level Qi Practitioners were not bad, and Su Zimo could withstand them by turning his flesh and blood fossils.
But when the ninth-level Qi Practitioner and the Dzogchen Qi Practitioner sacrificed low-grade spiritual weapons, Su Zimo had to dodge.
The most uncomfortable thing is that Su Zimo can't fight back.
Moreover, by relying on his spiritual sense to dodge the Qi Practitioner's attack, Su Zimo's speed will inevitably slow down. Coupled with the constant harassment of the Forbidden Army guards around him, Su Zimo will probably be dragged to death in the royal city!
"Everyone, don't panic. This boy can't get out. As long as we work together to keep him in the royal city, I, the foundation-building monk of Huanxi Sect, will be here soon!"
In mid-air, a Dzogchen Qi practitioner said loudly.
At this moment, Su Zimo suddenly turned around and smiled at this person with a strange look in his eyes.
The man's heart trembled, and he quickly retreated with his flying sword, trying to keep as much distance from Su Zimo as possible.
Almost no one noticed that Su Zimo came all the way, not to the city gate, but to an inconspicuous corner of the royal city.
That's where Tianbao Pavilion is located.
Su Zimo broke through the Forbidden Army's defense and crashed into a wall in front of him.
Wow!
The moment Su Zimo hit the wall, the wall suddenly turned into a sparkling water curtain, and Su Zimo's figure disappeared.
Many Imperial Guards were stunned on the spot.
Someone who didn't believe in evil also bumped into it, but his head was bruised and bleeding, and he fell to the ground.
"Um?"
The Qi practitioners in mid-air frowned. They naturally knew that this place was Tianbao Pavilion.
But what surprised them was that Su Zimo was not a Qi practitioner, but he could enter and exit Tianbao Pavilion freely. This proved that this person must have the Tianbao Order on his body!
"Senior Brother Li, what should I do?" a Qi practitioner asked in a low voice.
Tianbao Pavilion was the largest business house in the Zhou Dynasty, with a transcendent status. Fighting and fighting were prohibited in the pavilion. There were foundation-building monks who made trouble in Tianbao Pavilion, but were later beheaded on the spot.
There have long been rumors within the Great Zhou Dynasty that behind Tianbao Pavilion is the royal family of the Great Zhou Dynasty!
Even if these Qigong practitioners were extremely brave, they would not dare to go in and arrest people.
"Don't worry, this person can't hide in there forever, he will always come out. When the elders of the sect arrive and negotiate with Tianbao Pavilion, I don't believe that Tianbao Pavilion will be at odds with my Huanxi Sect because of a mortal."
The second floor of Tianbao Pavilion.
The master of Tianbao Pavilion was awakened by a burst of noise. He blinked his eyes and asked the waiter beside him: "What happened outside? Why is it such a mess?"
"I heard that King Yan was killed and the murderer is fleeing."
"Not caught yet?"
"No, listening to people talking outside, it seems that the murderer is not a qigong practitioner, but he has martial arts skills, is invulnerable, and has strong close combat power. Many qigong practitioners have been killed in his hands."
"Could it be him?" A figure flashed in the mind of the Pavilion Master of Tianbao Pavilion, he frowned and murmured softly.
At this moment, there was a commotion in the main hall of Tianbao Pavilion, and the sound of footsteps was heard. The person came very fast, and almost in the blink of an eye, the footsteps were already on the second floor.
The master of Tianbao Pavilion looked attentively.
I saw a young man covered in blood walking straight over, with a bloody head hanging on his waist. His appearance was exactly that of King Yan!
"I'm here to get the Blood Crystal Bow and Hanyue Sword." The visitor said in a deep voice.
The Pavilion Master of Tianbao Pavilion was agitated and woke up instantly. He swallowed and nodded: "Okay, I'll get it."
In a few breaths, the master of Tianbao Pavilion brought over the Blood Crystal Bow and Hanyue Sword.
These two pseudo-spiritual weapons were so heavy that the master of Tianbao Pavilion used spiritual energy to control them and reluctantly brought them over.
"Thank you."
The visitor slung the Hanyue Knife across his waist, tied the arrow pot behind his back, and turned away with the blood crystal bow in his hand.
It wasn't until the visitor's back disappeared that the waiter next to him breathed a sigh of relief and his expression softened slightly.
"This man is so scary. I even feel terrified in front of him." The waiter next to him said something. After a slight pause, the waiter realized what he was doing and exclaimed: "Could it be that this person killed King Yan?" ?Who is he? Why did he want to kill King Yan?"
The master of Tianbao Pavilion looked solemn and thought for a long time. He took out a white paper crane from the storage bag, with a little spiritual energy leaking from his fingertips, and wrote a line of words on it: "King Yan is dead, the dragons are leaderless, the royal city is in chaos, and the murderer is not The Qi practitioner holds the Third Princess's Tianbao Golden Token in his hand, and his identity is suspicious..."
After finishing writing, the master of Tianbao Pavilion came to the window and gently gave away the paper crane in his hand.
The paper crane flapped its wings, flew high into the sky, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.