Eternal Sacred King

Chapter 45: Life hangs on a thread

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In the darkness, the faces of the three elders of the Huanxi Sect were uncertain. Almost at the same time, the three of them sacrificed their spiritual weapons, two low-grade spiritual weapons and one medium-grade spiritual weapon.

Uh-huh! Uh-huh! Uh-huh!

The spiritual weapon shone brightly, exuding a cold and murderous intent, and galloped forward.

puff! puff!

The two Huanxi Sect disciples were unprepared and were killed on the spot by the spiritual weapons of Elder Qian and the other three.

The spiritual weapon continued to castrate, going straight to stab Su Zimo's vitals!

The space in the cave is small, and there is not much room for everyone in the Huanxi Sect to dodge, but this means that Su Zimo's movement is also greatly restricted.

Su Zimo never expected that the three elders of the Huanxi Sect would be so fierce and decisive, and would take action forcefully regardless of the safety of the sect disciples!

Su Zimo turned his head to avoid the ring-shaped spiritual weapon that posed the greatest threat to him. He lowered his body, avoided a flying sword, and slashed the Qi Practitioner in front of him with a backhand slash.

puff!

But at the same time, a cold light suddenly appeared in the Qi practitioner's chest.

Another flying sword poked out from the man's chest and pierced Su Zimo's throat!

too close!

At this distance, Su Zimo had no time to dodge.

Su Zimo took advantage of the situation and withdrew the Hanyue Sword, blocking the flying sword.

when!

The sound of the swords colliding was heard, sparks were flying, Su Zimo was shaken all over, the tiger's mouth was cracked, blood flowed like a stream, and the Hanyue Sword almost flew away from his hand.

From the time the two sides fought until now, Su Zimo has avoided head-on confrontation with the foundation-building monks.

As expected, the power of the foundation-building monk to control the flying sword was definitely beyond what his current physical body could bear.

Su Zimo's entire right arm was numb and he couldn't use any strength for a while.

The power of the low-grade spiritual weapon used by the monks in the early stage of foundation building was so strong. If he took Elder Qian's ring-shaped medium-grade spiritual weapon by force, Su Zimo would probably destroy it on the spot!

Of course, Su Zimo's sword was not completely useless.

Elder Chen's flying sword was originally supposed to hit Su Zimo's chest, but when it was hit by Han Yue Knife, it deflected slightly and pierced Su Zimo's shoulder blade, causing blood to spurt out!

Since the fight, Su Zimo was injured for the first time. The pain in his shoulder blade was unbearable and he could hardly use his left arm!

"So strong!"

Su Zimo secretly chuckled.

Even when faced with a Dzogchen Qi Practitioner, Su Zimo could fight head-on without getting hurt.

But in the early stages of foundation building, the power has reached a terrifying level!

Fortunately, although Su Zimo's right arm was sore and numb, it did not suffer too much impact. After a while, he could continue fighting.

Su Zimo didn't dare to stay here, so he turned around and leaned against the mountain, knocking away several Qi practitioners in front of him, unfolding his body skills and galloping away from the cave.

Su Zimo didn't know that at this moment, Elder Qian and the other three were even more shocked, with disbelief on their faces.

"not dead?"

"You actually blocked Lao Chen's sword?"

"How can it be?"

"You're actually alive and kicking, and you still have the strength to escape?"

Elder Qian made a quick decision and called out: "Hurry up and chase, this kid is injured and can't escape far!"

The three elders were the first to chase after him, and the remaining Qi practitioners from the Huanxi Sect also quickly followed. They really didn't want to stay in this cave for a moment.

Before entering the cave, there were more than 80 Qi practitioners, but now there are only more than 50 left.

Most of them died in the hands of Su Zimo, and a few died in the hands of the sect elders.

In fact, everyone knows that no matter what the outcome of this trip is, the Huanxi Sect has already lost.

Five foundation-building monks, together with more than a hundred Qi practitioners, deployed almost half of the sect's strength to hunt down a mortal, but nearly half of them were trapped and killed instead!

The two elders died, and the remaining Qi practitioners were also in shock and inexplicable fear.

"He must be killed!" Elder Qian gritted his teeth, his face gloomy.

Elder Chen looked ferocious and said viciously: "It would be best if I could capture him alive. I will make him suffer for the rest of his life, and then I will break his bones into ashes and break him into thousands of pieces!"

"We can't let go of that Su family either. Kill him until his blood flows like a river, leaving no chickens or dogs behind!" Gong Liang Jinghan said in a cold voice.

Everyone in the Huanxi Sect chased them out of the cave. Although there was still heavy snow outside, their eyes suddenly opened up and they finally got rid of the suffocating depression in the cave.

"Over there!"

Elder Qian pointed forward. Not far away, Su Zimo was still running. His left arm was drooping and dripping with blood, which looked extremely dazzling on the snow.

"Chase!"

Everyone in the Huanxi Sect jumped into the air and galloped forward.

"Brother Qian, the spiritual energy on the amulet can't last long, we have to control this kid quickly." Elder Chen whispered: "Once the amulet fails, our lives will be in danger!"

If the talisman is released, it will not be effective forever.

After a period of time, the spiritual energy on the talisman dissipates and it will become ineffective.

Elder Chen only has this amulet on him. Once it expires, he will be no different from Gong Liangjing.

If he encounters the situation in the cave again, he will not escape death.

Elder Qian nodded.

In fact, he still had an amulet in his storage bag, but the amulet was precious and he didn't want to waste it anymore.

Elder Qian stepped on the flying sword and recited a fingering incantation with both hands. In the wind and snow, a mysterious power suddenly poured in, as if being summoned by some kind, and rushed towards Elder Qian's fingertips.

"Ground Trap Technique!"

Elder Qian suddenly pointed in the direction of Su Zimo's escape.

Su Zimo had felt palpitations long before. When he heard Elder Qian's voice, Su Zimo stopped quickly.

Boom!

Just in front of Su Zimo, the ground seemed to be impacted by some force, and suddenly collapsed, revealing a large pit.

If Su Zimo was unprepared and his feet weakened, he would fall directly into this deep pit.

"What's this?"

Su Zimo's eyes were filled with surprise and uncertainty.

He had long expected that the foundation-building monks might have some mysterious methods, but the scene before him was beyond his knowledge.

"Wood Binding Technique!"

Just when Su Zimo was stunned for a moment, another voice sounded in his ears again.

"Um?"

Su Zimo was startled and secretly shouted that something was wrong, so he wanted to go around the big pit in front and escape to the other side.

Unexpectedly, just as Su Zimo was about to stand up, several dead branches and vines suddenly spread out from the snow under his feet, wrapping tightly around his feet!

call out! call out! call out!

The sound of the spiritual weapon breaking through the air came to my ears, which was breathtaking.

At this time, Su Zimo was restrained and could not move or dodge. Once he was hit by the spiritual weapon, he would die on the spot.

Su Zimo calmly fell to the ground without hesitation, holding the Hanyue Sword in his backhand and slashing hard at the vines wrapped around his feet.

Click!

The vine breaks.

At the same time, densely packed spiritual weapons were approaching. Su Zimo gritted his teeth, twisted his body to the extreme, stretched and contracted his muscles, and there was a crackling sound from the bones in his body. He narrowly avoided the three blows of the Huanxi Sect elder. A spiritual weapon.

.

After avoiding these three spiritual weapons, Su Zimo could not avoid the more than fifty spiritual weapons coming towards him.

Although all those who took action were Qi Practitioners, more than fifty Qi Practitioners took action at the same time. This was also a terrifying force that could not be ignored!

In an instant, the situation became extremely dangerous, and Su Zimo's life hung on a thread!