Chapter 168

Li Tian stepped out, and Su Zimo's momentum became even stronger.

At this moment, the black-robed cultivator seemed to have an illusion that the eternal blue sky above his head was torn apart by a huge gap!

Su Zimo moved the Hanyue Saber, and drew an arc in the air. The saber was full of energy, and the killing intent was fierce, and it slashed towards the head of the black-robed monk!

The black-robed cultivator did not dare to fight recklessly. He took a step laterally and walked to the side of Su Zimo. The bone gun pierced out like a poisonous snake, and the angle was tricky.

"Um?"

Su Zimo's eyes narrowed slightly.

At this moment, Su Zimo had many choices. He could use the Cold Moon Knife to block the bone spear, or he could avoid its edge and dodge it before culling.

But these two choices will make Su Zimo's advantages and momentum just accumulated invisible.

Moreover, in such a situation of being surrounded by a group of enemies, Su Zimo is not suitable for fighting more with the opponent.

The best way to break the situation is to kill the black-robed cultivator by means of thunder, and completely destroy the psychological defense line of the Disha Sect!

Facing the stabbing bone gun, Su Zimo's eyes brightened, and he snorted softly, "Good job!"

I saw that Su Zimo didn't dodge or evade, and suddenly stretched out his fleshy palm, his five fingers spread out like a fan, and grabbed the bone gun!

At the same time, Su Zimo temporarily changed his moves, abruptly stopped the downward slash, flipped his wrists, held the Hanyue Saber in his backhand, and cut across the neck of the black-robed cultivator.

"court death!"

The black-robed monk snorted coldly.

No one can stop his bone gun with bare hands.

He believed that even the lunatic from the Overlord Hall would not do it!

The black-robed cultivator was confident enough to smash Su Zimo's palm into pieces, stab him into his chest, pierce his heart, and kill him on the spot!

Just when Su Zimo's palm and the black-robed monk's bone gun were about to touch, the change suddenly started!

Su Zimo's palm suddenly condensed a flaming thunder light, which was dazzling and dazzling, the electric snake snaked and made a crackling noise.

"Um?"

"Lightning!"

The black-robed cultivator's expression changed, and he couldn't help exclaiming.

Although Su Zimo's Hanyue Saber had lightning flashes on it before, everyone didn't think much about it. It was only considered that the Cold Moon Saber was similar to a bone gun, with special spiritual materials, which were cultivated by lightning and belonged to the benefit of weapons.

But now, Su Zimo's palm condensed a ball of lightning, what does this mean?

The first reaction of the black-robed monk was thunder.

But after a second thought, the black-robed cultivator denied the idea again.

There is an ancient formation of forbidden spirits here, and the spiritual power of the foundation-building cultivator will be imprisoned. Even if this cyan-shirted cultivator is from Xianmen, he cannot be spared.

Bloodline!

In the black-robed cultivator's mind, a flash of light suddenly flashed.

Before that, when Su Zimo carried his blood, not only the sound of surging tides, but also the sound of rolling thunder.

The power of lightning must come from his bloodline!

Just as the black-robed cultivator's thoughts turned, Su Zimo's palm was already on top of his bone gun.

The evil energy on the bone gun was instantly charged into nothingness and dissipated on the spot.

The black-robed cultivator was calm in the face of danger. Although the power of thunder and lightning could suppress the suffocation in the bone gun, Su Zimo's palm was flesh and blood after all, and it was impossible to compare it with his bone gun.

The black-robed cultivator had a ferocious face, his eyes flashed violently, he roared, his arms were powerful, and he shook his bone gun, trying to smash Su Zimo's palm into pieces.

At this moment, the black-robed monk's expression froze on his face.

I saw Su Zimo's palm suddenly softened, like a tongue, rolling on his bone gun!

collapse!

The bone gun trembled and made a dull hum.

"what!"

The black-robed cultivator cried out in pain, the tiger's mouth cracked, blood dripped, and the bone gun flew away.

At the same time, the black-robed cultivator felt a chill coming from the side, instantly making him feel like he was falling into the ice cellar.

The cold moon knife is coming!

"not good!"

The black-robed cultivator shuddered, and when he wanted to dodge, it was too late.

Su Zimo chose to pick up the black-robed cultivator's bone gun with his bare hands, just to kill the black-robed cultivator on the spot within one round!

Once the black-robed cultivator died, Disha taught the rest of the cultivators, just like a chicken and a dog, nothing to be afraid of.

"Um?"

suddenly!

Su Zimo seemed to feel something, and his expression changed slightly.

Between the lightning and flint, Su Zimo's heart flashed a warning sign, and suddenly felt a cold killing intent.

This murderous intent seemed familiar.

It was the assassin who pretended to be a 'dead' when they entered this place before!

Su Zimo had no idea when this 'dead body' sneaked into this place and what it was disguised as.

Su Zimo only knew that if he moved a little slower, he would be buried here!

With a flash of thought, Su Zimo's Hanyue Knife suddenly stopped.

After all, the black-robed cultivator is the devil of the Earth Demon Sect. He has gone through hundreds of battles. Seeing that he has such an opportunity, how could he miss it.

The black-robed monk leaned back, kicked his feet on the ground, and quickly retreated back.

Su Zimo didn't even stay in place, the whole person suddenly moved sideways, lowered his body, and twisted his body with his hands and feet on the ground, like a big python that plucked the grass.

呲!

A long and narrow sword fell on the place where Su Zimo had stayed, and stabbed into the ground, leaving a shocking sword mark.

As long as Su Zimo takes half a step slower, there will definitely be an extra blood hole in his body!

The person who issued the sword was mixed with the monks of the Earth Demon Sect. It looked no different from others, but the narrow and long thin sword in his hand was a little special.

The black-robed cultivator's eyes fell on the sword, his eyes narrowed, and he whispered, "Thousand faces!"

The identity of 'Thousand Faces' was exposed, his expression did not fluctuate at all, and his eyes were restrained and dull.

'Thousand Faces' didn't say a word. With a flick of his wrist, the long and narrow sword disappeared strangely. Then, his figure flickered like a ghost, and he swept into a fork in the road and disappeared.

If he missed a hit, he immediately escaped, not giving Su Zimo any chance at all.

The black-robed monk's eyes flickered, he waved his hand, and said solemnly, "Let's go!"

As soon as the words fell, the black-robed cultivator also took the fork in the road, followed by many cultivators.

Su Zimo's expression changed, he weighed a little on the spot, turned around and left, chasing in the direction where the pink skirt girl left.

Although this confrontation was short-lived, if it spread to the cultivation world, it would definitely cause a lot of shock.

It is not possible for anyone to force the two demons back with their own power.

Of course, there were two reasons why Su Zimo gave up chasing and killing the black-robed cultivator.

Originally, he planned to make a quick decision, and kill him with the fastest speed and thunder!

But now, the black-robed cultivator retreated into the fork under the protection of everyone, this plan is obviously unrealistic.

Moreover, there may be a peerless killer hidden on that fork in the road!

The second reason is on the girl in the pink skirt.

Su Zimo had promised to protect the safety of the girl in pink skirt.

Although Su Zimo has vaguely guessed the identity of the girl in the pink skirt, but before it is confirmed, he has to fulfill his promise and cannot delay here for too long.

What's more, beside the girl in pink skirt, there is another cultivator Yan Fei.

Su Zimo had already noticed that there was something wrong with this Yan Fei looking at the girl in the pink skirt.

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