During the Jianzong battle, no one among the cultivators dared to step forward for fear of being harmed. They just stood at a distance and watched the battle, discussing in low voices.
At this time, Su Zimo walked straight towards the battlefield and became extremely conspicuous!
"Who is this person? Is he going to seek death?"
"I don't know. He doesn't have any sect markings on his body. He's probably some kind of casual cultivator."
"No, this person's cultivation level is so low, he is actually at the Nascent Soul level!"
"If you are in the Nascent Soul Realm and come to the preaching place at this time, you really don't know whether to live or die!"
The cultivators pointed at Su Zimo's back.
A dozen sword cultivators standing outside the battlefield also noticed Su Zimo.
"Back off!"
The sword cultivator who was facing Su Zimo had cold eyes and shouted at him.
Su Zimo looked indifferent, naturally he would not be scared away by a sword cultivator and continued to move forward.
"court death!"
The sword cultivator said no more, and stepped forward. With a clang, he pulled out the long sword in his hand. The sword merged into one, turning into a stream of light, and stabbed forward!
Whoosh!
In an instant, the sword light had already stabbed in front of Su Zimo, with no intention of holding back!
Su Zimo's expression was calm, and there was not even the slightest ripple in his eyes.
This sword cultivator didn't take him seriously at all. His attack seemed sharp, but in fact he didn't use all his strength. In Su Zimo's eyes, it was all flaws!
At this moment, he has at least ten different methods to kill him!
Su Zimo's figure swayed, and the long sword stuck close to his cheek and stabbed him, just a hair's breadth away.
The sword cultivator was shocked!
Such evasive movements require extremely terrifying combat talents and rich combat experience. If there is a slight mistake, the body will be destroyed!
"This person is not simple!"
This thought flashed through the sword cultivator's mind. Just as he was about to turn his sword around and slash across, he saw a long white finger piercing his eyes.
"puff!"
With just one move, Su Zimo would not give this person a second chance to strike. He stretched out his finger and pierced this person's forehead directly!
His soul was also shattered by the magic power stirred up by Su Zimo's fingers!
"If you still dare to step forward in the Nascent Soul realm, I bet that the outcome will be determined by both sides in one round. The swordsman from the Sword Sect only needs one sword..."
In the crowd, a monk's voice stopped abruptly.
The cultivators stared at the scene on the battlefield in disbelief.
The monk was right.
When the two fought against each other, the winner was decided in one round.
However, the person who lost was the sword cultivator of the Sword Sect!
Plop.
The sword cultivator's body fell to the ground, causing many cultivators to recover from the shock and let out bursts of exclamations.
"I'm not dazzled, how is this possible?"
"The Jian Zong's Void Return Realm sword cultivator was killed by a Nascent Soul Lord with one move?"
"And he killed it with his bare hands!"
"Maybe... this sword cultivator is too careless?"
There were waves of voices in the crowd, one after another.
The dozen or so sword cultivators who had been standing still had a stern look on their faces, and they moved closer, each with an unkind look on their face and sharp eyes.
"Who is coming!"
A sword cultivator asked loudly.
"I am the person you are looking for."
Su Zimo kept walking, with a hint of mockery in his eyes, and smiled slightly: "Why do you not recognize me when I came here on my own initiative?"
These sword cultivators have been stationed under the Fengjian inheritance for these years and know nothing about the situation in the world of cultivation, let alone Su Zimo.
But the seven sword cultivators who originally besieged Dugu Jian suddenly felt something in their hearts and glanced this way.
This sight shocked the hearts of seven people!
Su Zimo!
The seven of them entered the inheritance place just for Su Zimo.
Although they had never met Su Zimo, some Sword Sect monks had already described Su Zimo's appearance.
The person wearing the green shirt and robe may not be Su Zimo.
But Su Zimo is probably the only True Monarch of Nascent Soul who wears a green shirt and long robes, has delicate features, and can kill Daoist Huixu with one move!
The seven people were so awe-inspiring that the Qiyao Sword Formation almost came to a standstill.
Fortunately, the seven people were experienced and calmed down quickly, and continued to operate the sword formation, constantly stimulating their magic power, and prepared to kill Dugu Jian as soon as possible!
"If you work together, you will stop me!"
Among the seven, a swordsman who seemed to be the leader said loudly.
He made it very clear that he did not expect the dozen sword cultivators to be able to kill Su Zimo. He just hoped that they would stop Su Zimo for a while and give the seven of them some time.
"Senior brother Liquan, don't worry. If you leave this person to me, I will cut off his head within ten breaths!" A sword cultivator volunteered to stand up.
In this person's heart, there is quite a bit of disdain.
He simply didn't understand why Senior Brother Liquan could be so cautious when facing a Nascent Soul True Lord, and still let them go together.
"Woolen cloth!"
The man had just turned around and was about to step forward with his sword when a vast and sacred Sanskrit sound suddenly sounded in his ears.
This Sanskrit sound shocked him so much that even his soul trembled!
The secret of sound range!
A thought flashed through this man's mind.
But just for a moment, his eyes flashed, and a cyan figure came closer, stretched out a long white finger, and touched his forehead gently.
He clearly watched as the finger stabbed him, but he couldn't dodge it at all!
His whole body was stunned by this Sanskrit sound, and his reaction became extremely slow!
puff!
There was a bloody hole between this person's eyebrows.
The soul is dead!
The two sword cultivators fell in exactly the same way!
The restlessness in the crowd is even more obvious!
It was only then that many monks, including the sword cultivators present, realized that the death of the two sword cultivators was by no means an accident!
"This person, this person... can't be that Su Zimo, right?"
A voice sounded from the crowd, with a slight tremor.
The monk who had spat at Su Zimo just now was so frightened that his whole body trembled, his face turned pale, and he murmured softly: "No, it can't be right?"
"Other than him, who can have such terrifying combat power in the Nascent Soul Realm?"
A monk asked in return.
At this moment, Liquan Taoist who was besieging Dugujian became a little anxious and couldn't help shouting: "This person is Su Zimo, the most evil evildoer in all time! He can kill Taoist Returning to the Void by leapfrogging his rank! Don't be careless, We just need to join forces to stop him for a moment!”
As soon as these words came out, the crowd instantly exploded!
"Su Zimo is really here!"
"Is this the number one true king in the world? I heard that he is physically powerful and invincible in close combat. Why does he look so weak and frail?"
If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, no one would associate Su Zimo with titles such as the top of the list of visions, the number one true king, physically terrifying, and invincible in close combat.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Hearing Liquan Taoist's words, Su Zimo looked up to the sky and laughed. He clapped his palms in the storage bag and directly pulled out the Sky Splitting Sword. He said loudly with great pride: "Do you think you can stop me with these cats and dogs?"