There are at least several thousand monks gathered here.
But at this time, there was silence inside and outside the house, as if everyone was choked and unable to breathe.
This scene is so tragic!
The four major cavalrymen are all famous for their physical strength and toughness in close combat. Among them, Bao Yunfeng is flexible and has extremely powerful speed. Except for the Seven Meridians Foundation Establishment, which can stabilize one of his ends, he is almost invincible in the Six Meridians Foundation Establishment.
If no one had seen it with their own eyes, no one would believe that Bao Yunfeng would be strangled by a four-vein foundation builder in close combat, leaving no intact body!
No one believed that anyone in Xuantian City really dared to hurt Bao Yunfeng's life.
Something big happened!
It doesn't matter whether Bao Yunfeng died, but with the cruelty and cruelty of the other three cavalry bandits, many innocent monks would be implicated in their anger.
On the second floor of the small building, the white-shirted young man put away his small fan, his eyes sparkling, and suddenly asked: "Uncle Liang, this person... what do you think?"
"Strong in melee combat, ruthless in attack, and decisive in killing."
Uncle Liang muttered: "However, this man does not know how to hold back, and his actions are too reckless. I am happy, but there is no room for maneuver between him and the four horsemen, and he will definitely die."
"I'm quite interested in him." The young man in white shirt said with a slight smile.
Uncle Liang frowned and asked, "Master, do you want to recruit this person?"
"I have this intention." The young man in white shirt nodded.
Liang Bodao: "If we recruit him at this time, it will be tantamount to offending the four major horse bandits, which is too irrational. We are entering the ancient battlefield this time because of the ruins of the Danchi Sect. It is not appropriate to make enemies with such powerful enemies."
After a pause, Uncle Liang continued: "Now Liuli Palace, Disha Sect and other major forces are lingering in Xuantian City. They are probably here for the ruins of Danchi Sect. Compared with Liuli Palace and Disha Sect, we lack The advantage of a top expert is very small, so you should be careful.”
"Top master?"
The young man in white shirt smiled, turned his beautiful eyes, and landed on the monk in green shirt in the courtyard. He raised his head and said, "Well, isn't there one of you?"
"he?"
Uncle Liang also smiled and said: "Although he is old, he has not yet reached the point where his eyesight is dim. Although this person's melee power is strong, he is not a top expert, right?"
The young man in white shirt smiled and said nothing.
…
In the house.
Su Zimo was strangled by a python and strangled Bao Yunfeng. His green shirt was dyed scarlet. Standing in a pool of blood, his whole body was murderous. His eyes were like knives, exuding fierce murderous intent!
"kill!"
After Bao Yunfeng's death, hundreds of desperadoes not only did not retreat, but instead roared loudly, rode their fierce horses, and charged towards Su Zimo with cold-light scimitars in hand!
These are desperadoes, and each of them is a master who does not want his life.
The fierce horses under these desperadoes are all spirit monsters in the Foundation Establishment Realm. Their eyes are scarlet and their strength is amazing. If they hit the monks, they will be enough to break them into pieces!
Hundreds of cavalry came rushing towards them, with smoke and dust billowing, and the momentum was terrifying.
Everyone present, faced with such a battle, would immediately avoid its sharp edges, for fear of being annihilated and trampled to pieces by hundreds of cavalry.
But Su Zimo refused to retreat, his eyes widened, and he moved his blood. The sound of ocean waves echoed in his body, mixed with the sound of rolling thunder, which was majestic.
The blood circulates and the power surges!
"boom!"
Su Zimo exhaled loudly, stretched out a pair of huge palms, and pressed directly on the heads of the two rushing horses, exerting force suddenly.
The sleeves exploded instantly, revealing two strong arms. The muscles were knitted together inch by inch, like molten steel, full of explosive power!
How powerful is the impact of a galloping horse
Let alone cultivators, most of the other monsters in the jungle dare not confront him head-on.
But under the gaze of countless eyes, these two fierce horses were pinned down by Su Zimo's fleshy palms, unable to make any progress!
Su Zimo's feet were sunk deep into the soil. He stood there like an ancient god, his eyes clear and unmoving!
The two desperadoes on horseback were caught off guard and were instantly thrown away.
The little fat man and Shi Jian were carrying a giant axe, while the other was holding an iron rod. While the two were tumbling in mid-air, dizzy, they killed both of them easily with one click.
How could the two fierce horses withstand the attack of two forces? The muscles and bones in their bodies were shattered, the flesh and blood exploded, and they screamed sadly, leaving their bodies lying on the spot.
The cavalry behind them couldn't rush forward either, they all fell to the ground and became a mess.
A fierce horse galloped towards Su Zimo's chest.
"Hey!"
Su Zimo sneered, stepped forward, bent his knees and pushed forward, his whole body was like a fierce horse, colliding with each other!
boom!
The tall and strong spirit demon horse was knocked away by a seemingly short human race, and its body exploded into a ball of blood mist.
"Roar!"
At this moment, Ye Ling lowered his forelimbs, lowered his head, and made an attack posture. He suddenly opened his mouth and let out a deafening roar from the depths of his throat!
The spirit demon Liema, who was originally full of fighting spirit and full of murderous intent, was so frightened that his legs became weak, and endless fear shone deep in his eyes.
These spirit monsters don't recognize the night spirits.
But for this kind of roar, they have a kind of fear that comes from the source of their blood and deep in their souls, which is deep-rooted!
Some of the fierce horses were trembling all over, kneeling on the ground, excrement and urine flowing out, and they were so frightened that they could not control themselves.
Some of the fierce horses seemed to go crazy suddenly, throwing the monks off their backs, then knocked away the crowd and fled away at extremely fast speeds.
In the blink of an eye, hundreds of desperadoes were in chaos.
The many monks who were watching looked horrified, and their eyes gradually changed when they looked at Ye Ling.
They were clearly staying out of the incident, but at the moment when the Eidolon roared, they felt a wave of heart palpitations and almost turned around and ran away.
Su Zimo slapped his palm on the storage bag, and a total of eighteen flying swords appeared in front of him.
Buzz!
The swords of the eighteen flying swords trembled at the same time, making a clear sword cry, and the swords were filled with aura and flickered non-stop.
"ah!"
"The best flying swords, all are the best flying swords!"
"With these eighteen top-quality flying swords, I don't know how many people he has killed."
There were bursts of exclamations from the crowd.
On the second floor of the small building, the white-shirted young man and Uncle Liang exclaimed at the same time.
Uncle Liang frowned, looked strange, shook his head and said: "No, the length, width, thickness of the sword body, and even the lines on the sword body are all exactly the same. They don't look like they were put together. Instead, they look like It was made by a weapon refiner..."
"As expected, he should be a sword formation master." The young man in white shirt suddenly said.
Before the white-shirted young master finished speaking, Su Zimo waved his hands in the courtyard, and eighteen flying swords criss-crossed in the void, leaving streaks of sword energy that lingered.
Wow!
The light of the formation flourished, lighting up half of the night sky!
Eighteen flying swords gathered together, with the sword tips pointing outwards, forming a huge sword-shaped disc, like a scorching sun, blooming eighteen sword energies, blazing and eye-catching, with a sharp edge!
Candlelight Sword Formation!
"go!"
Su Zimo pointed forward.
The sword-shaped disc rushed directly into the crowd, reverberating and circling among hundreds of desperadoes, shuttling back and forth. Endless sword energy bloomed, blood mist spurted, and broken limbs flew everywhere.