There is no choice but to shake it hard!
Between the electric light and flint, Su Zimo ran the flesh and blood fossils, his muscles were tensed, his tendons were trembling, his physical strength was maximized, he held the knife in one hand, and quickly drew an arc in front of him!
The shadow of the sword is heavy, and the cold light is cold.
When! when! when!
The spiritual tool kept hitting the shadow of the knife in front of Su Zimo, the sound of Jin Ge hitting one after another, and the sparks were everywhere.
Su Zimo staggered and kept retreating, his throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood was in his mouth, but he never spit it out.
Su Zimo gritted his teeth, and once he let out his breath, he would die on the spot!
Bang!
Su Zimo’s body fell heavily into the big pit not far away, spitting out blood, the Hanyue Knife let go, the flesh on his palm was blurred, and he trembled.
Although he resisted the attacks of more than 50 Qi practitioners, Su Zimo was also hit hard.
Under such a violent impact, Su Zimo’s body cracked, covered with cracks, soaked with blood, and dyed his blue shirt red.
The snow fell on Su Zimo’s body and was instantly melted by the warm blood.
“Uh…”
Su Zimo’s face was pale, and he groaned. He struggled to sit up, but his bones were torn apart, and the heart-piercing pain frantically stimulated his brain.
Under such strong stimulation, Su Zimo’s body trembled uncontrollably and twitched.
Everyone from the Huanxi Sect surrounded the edge of the pit, looking down at Su Zimo condescendingly, their eyes full of excitement and a little bit of dread.
Finally, this person is finally dying.
Everyone felt a sense of relief.
If he pursued it further, this person would hide in a cave again, and everyone in the Huanxi Sect, including Elder Qian, could not guarantee that they would have the courage to follow.
Elder Qian and the three of them have been in the cultivation world for decades, and they have fought many times with cultivators, but they have never met such a difficult person.
The most terrifying thing is that this person is not a cultivator, just a mortal without spiritual energy!
“Hehehehe…”
Su Zimo laughed.
With every smile, more blood would flow from his mouth, and he looked extremely oozing.
Listening to Su Zimo’s laughter, many Qi practitioners felt horrified.
“What a **** lunatic!” a Qi trainer whispered.
Gong Liangjing was laughed a little by Su Zimo, his face was gloomy, and he said coldly: “I’ll kill him!”
Saying that, Gong Liangjing was about to take out his flying sword and cut off Su Zimo’s head.
“Wait.”
Elder Chen stopped Gong Liangjing and sneered: “Looking at his half-dead appearance, are you afraid that he will not succeed? Let him live first, and bring him back to the sect to be tortured, so that he can’t survive, beg for death. No!”
“What are you laughing at?”
At this moment, Elder Qian squinted at Su Zimo and asked suddenly.
“Hehe…”
A trace of mockery flashed in Su Zimo’s eyes, he spat out a mouthful of blood, raised his eyebrows and said, “You really think you’ll win? Remember my words, the Canglang Mountain Range is your grave!”
As soon as he finished speaking, a low growl came from the depths of Su Zimo’s throat: “The blood ape has changed!”
The blood ape transformation is the last of the three blood ape styles. In Dieyue’s words, this style is the essence and a forbidden technique. It cannot be used until the moment of life and death.
Su Zimo frantically ran the mantra of Blood Ape Transformation, breathing in and out.
If this juncture is not used again, he will have no chance.
Hearing the words ‘Blood Ape Transformation’, everyone in the Huanxi Sect was startled.
Everyone looked solemn, staring at Su Zimo in the deep pit, ready to take action at any time.
But for the past dozen or so breaths, Su Zimo was still sitting in the deep pit, expressionless and motionless.
No change!
Su Zimo’s heart gradually sank to the bottom.
How could this be?
Running the blood ape’s mental method, there was no change in the body. Su Zimo could still feel the pain from all over the body, and his body was weak.
When he was besieged by the wolves back then, Su Zimo had just practiced Yi Jin, and the conditions were not enough to release the Hemorrhagic Ape Transformation.
Now, Su Zimo has already started to practice bone training, why is there still no response to the mantra of the blood ape transformation?
This is Su Zimo’s last hole card.
When the result was taken out, it was found that this card could not be used!
Since blood ape transformation is a forbidden technique, Su Zimo has never released it, and this is the first time.
Su Zimo’s first reaction was that his cultivation was wrong.
“There must be something wrong.”
Su Zimo racked his brains, trying to solve this confusion.
But this is not a training ground, and there is no Dieyue by Su Zimo’s side, but a group of cultivators with eyes full of murderous intent!
No one helped him, and the other party wouldn’t give him much time.
Everyone in the Huanxi Sect waited for a while, but found that there was no movement on Su Zimo’s body.
I’ve been tricked!
The crowd was furious.
“Damn, this pariah still wants to play tricks on us!” A Qi practitioner yelled.
“Kill him!”
“Kill him!”
The crowd was excited, and many Qi practitioners shouted from above.
Almost everyone’s attention was on Su Zimo. No one noticed that in the jungle behind them, there was a tall figure swinging branches in the snow and wind at a very fast speed. Approaching the people of the Huanxi Sect, blood flashes in his eyes, and the killing intent is in full swing!
“Huh?”
Su Zimo let out a light yawn, suddenly smelled a familiar pungent smell, and looked up subconsciously.
Just behind everyone in the Huanxi Sect~IndoMTL.com~ a tall figure jumped down from the towering ancient tree, and descended from the sky with a menacing force, holding an iron rod in his hand, and swept towards the Qi practitioners ahead. .
Pfft! puff! puff!
The heads of five Qi practitioners were blown up on the spot by a stick, their brains burst, and the headless bodies fell into the pit.
“Beasts!”
“It’s a spirit beast!”
“Everyone be careful!”
There was a burst of exclamation from the crowd.
“Dead monkey!”
Su Zimo was overjoyed.
The tall figure who came to help was the spirit monkey who had lived in the Canglang Mountains for half a year together with Su Zimo.
The Hunyuan iron rod in the hand of the monkey is a low-grade spiritual weapon of the Qi practitioner of the Huanxi Sect who died in the hands of Su Zimo. I don’t know when, it was picked up by the monkey and used as a weapon.
The joy in Su Zimo’s heart just rose, and it all turned into worry.
Although the Spirit Monkey is strong, it can only be defeated by Qi Practitioners. After all, it has not yet grown to the realm of Spirit Demon.
Moreover, the monkey, like Su Zimo, has the same weakness, which is the inability to fly.
After thinking about this, Su Zimo roared: “Dead monkey, get out of here!”
“Quack!”
Ling Monkey grinned and didn’t seem to hear Su Zimo’s roar. After killing the five Qi practitioners with one stick, he kept walking, jumped into the pit, grabbed Su Zimo, and put his back directly behind him. Run away without looking back.
The monkey is very clever.
Although it can’t distinguish the realm of cultivators, it can understand the situation.
Since Su Zimo was beaten so badly that he had no way to escape, he was definitely not an opponent.
Therefore, the first thing that Ling Monkey thought of was not to fight recklessly with the people of the Huanxi Sect, but to escape from here with Su Zimo!