Xu Cheng fled far away, and Su Zimo also put away the Xuanwu vision.
Continuously supporting the Golden Core Vision consumes a lot of spiritual energy. Now that the situation has been decided, Su Zimo does not need to continue to support the Golden Core Vision and run around everywhere.
But the moment he put away the Xuanwu vision, he smelled a strong sense of crisis, and it was so close!
Su Zimo didn't have time to look.
The person who takes action knows the timing just right, when his defense is at his weakest and his mind is at his most relaxed!
He fought with Xu Cheng, and there was no one within ten feet around the two of them.
Su Zimo never imagined that someone could quietly touch his side and take action without any warning!
The killing intent instantly enveloped me, and it was bone-chilling cold!
If he hadn't practiced the Secret Code of the Demon King of the Great Wilderness and developed the unpredictable spiritual sense of ghosts and gods, Su Zimo might not have been able to react and would have died on the spot!
This was a perfect assassination!
Although he didn't look, a figure still appeared in Su Zimo's mind. The clothes were vague and the appearance was ever-changing. Sometimes it was a woman, sometimes it was a child, sometimes it was an old man...
The hidden assassin!
Only the true disciples of the Hidden Killing Sect have such vision and can unleash such a terrifying assassination!
Su Zimo had two fights with the most outstanding descendant of the Hidden Killing Sect at that time, and each time it was extremely dangerous.
Twenty years ago, His Highness the Human Emperor, Su Zimo, killed the Thousand-Faced Assassin!
Unexpectedly, in this ancient battlefield, assassins from the Hidden Killing Sect, such as tarsal maggots, came to the door again. In a sudden move, they wanted to take Su Zimo's life!
"ah!"
There were bursts of exclamations from the crowd.
"Master..."
"Brother!"
"Brother Su, be careful!"
Little Fox, Spirit Tiger and others had no time to take action and could only shout.
Lin Xuanji took half a step before he stopped.
It's too late.
No one can save Su Zimo.
The assassin's sword was only a stone's throw away from Su Zimo!
A deep fear flashed across Lin Xuanji's eyes. The terrifying thing about the true disciples of the Hidden Killing Sect is here!
This assassination, if he and Su Zimo had changed places, would probably have been more dangerous than bad!
It might be nothing to mess with a normal cultivator.
But if you mess with an assassin, unless one person between you and him truly dies, you will have no peace for a while in the future!
You don't know when he will show up, so you have to be on guard at all times.
He may not be nearby, or he may be right next to you, like a ghost in the dark, waiting for the opportunity to launch a fatal blow!
This kind of mental torture is extremely terrifying, and most monks cannot bear it.
"Buzz!"
At the critical moment, Su Zimo shouted loudly, spitting out Sanskrit sounds, and burst out with a strong and powerful voice. His energy and blood surged, like a thunderous explosion, echoing endlessly!
The art of sound killing is almost an instantaneous power.
At this critical moment of life and death, only the sound-killing technique can save Su Zimo!
Hearing this Sanskrit sound, the assassin's figure trembled.
The monks of the Hidden Killing Sect, even the true disciples, are by no means outstanding in terms of frontal combat capabilities. This Sanskrit sound broke out in a hurry, and may not have any impact on Xu Cheng.
But for the assassins of the Hidden Kill Sect, it has a great impact!
The sword in the assassin's hand paused for a moment!
But then, the assassin used the secret technique of the Hidden Killing Sect, and instantly suppressed the blood floating in the body, straightened the sword and stabbed Su Zimo in the back of the heart!
This kind of pause is not even half a breath.
For most monks, they simply cannot react.
But Su Zimo himself had spiritual warnings, and now he had this fleeting opportunity, how could he miss it!
Wow!
The blood is surging.
Su Zimo's body instantly swelled by several feet, bursting out of his clothes, revealing his flesh and blood as if poured from molten steel!
This change seems useless, but in fact, due to the climb of Su Zimo's body, the original position of the heart has deviated!
Bah, bah, bah!
The thin sword in the assassin's hand flashed with six spiritual patterns. It was an innate spiritual weapon, extremely sharp!
However, when the thin sword penetrated Su Zimo's flesh and blood, it encountered huge resistance and made a weird sound.
The thin sword penetrated nearly halfway, but did not hit the vital point.
Moreover, the assassin wanted to draw the sword, but found that the long sword in his hand was almost crushed to death by Su Zimo's flesh and bones!
The next moment, I saw a palm as big as a cattail leaf falling from the sky, and a large shadow shrouded it, covering the sky and the sun!
"You are so brave!"
Su Zimo shouted loudly and fought back regardless of his injuries!
This assassination has made him really angry!
Fortunately, he was fighting with Xu Cheng, so he still had some strength left.
It would be too deadly to face an opponent like God Yin and have a powerful enemy like an assassin hiding beside him!
This person must be killed in the palm of his hand!
Right now, right now!
The assassin made a prompt decision, without any panic in his eyes, abandoned his rapier, turned around and ran away, running away into the distance without moving.
The assassin's movement is like a ghost, and he will disappear from sight if he is not careful!
"Still want to escape?"
Su Zimo pulled out the long sword with his backhand and stuffed it into his storage bag.
A stream of blood arrows spurted out, and Su Zimo was unaware of it.
His physical body is too strong. Such an injury can be repaired by itself in a short time, and the impact will not be too great.
Su Zimo moved and chased the assassin in the direction where he was fleeing.
"Buzz! What! What! Bah! Mi! Hum!"
Su Zimo opened his mouth, spring thunder burst from his tongue, and the six bytes of the Great Ming Curse burst out instantly!
A single Sanskrit sound is enough to influence the assassin.
Now, all the six-character Great Ming Mantra erupted, instantly forming an extremely terrifying force in the void!
The Buddha's light flashes and the Sanskrit sound echoes, endlessly!
"puff!"
Under the vibration of this Sanskrit sound, the assassin spit out a large mouthful of blood, and his figure was forced to be revealed.
"You are far worse than Thousand Faces!"
Before the voice fell, Su Zimo had already landed behind this person, stretched out his palm, clenched it into a fist, and hit the assassin hard on the back!
Click!
The huge force almost penetrated him, and a large chunk of the assassin's sternum bulged out, which was shocking!
This punch completely cut off the life in the assassin's body!
thump!
The assassin fell straight down.
Su Zimo came to his side, first put his storage bag into his bag, and then stretched out his toes to turn over the assassin's body.
The assassin fell, unable to support the secret technique of the hidden killing sect, and his true appearance was naturally revealed.
A very ordinary person.
So ordinary that it couldn't be more ordinary.
If you throw this kind of person into a crowd, you won't notice him at all.
Su Zimo had just seen this person's appearance, but as long as he closed his eyes, there was no trace of this person's appearance in his mind!
Such people are born assassins!
Unfortunately, he chose the wrong prey!