Chapter 1980 Melee

The two heavenly swords burst into anger, easily breaking the little magical power condensed by this monk.

"You want my life, you are still far behind."

Su Zimo's tone was bland, his body speed was extremely fast, and he almost followed the sword's qi.

boom!

This man was shocked, his eyes were dull, and there was no harm on the surface, but in his mind, Su Zimo had been shattered by the palm of his hand, and Yuanshen was gone!

Just as Su Zimo said before his shot, even if he wants to kill you, you can't stop it!

Jian Yu and others were murdered from the blood of Shi Jue, and Su Zimo was completely unknown on the hunting list.

Therefore, deep inside, everyone didn't take Su Zimo very seriously.

After Su Zimo beheaded and killed the three men, the remaining monks did not flinch at all, but aroused bloodiness, and swarmed up under the call of Jian Yu!

Dozens of nine-level Xuanxian shot at the same time, and the momentum was not small.

All kinds of magical powers and magical tricks are condensed, and the vitality is agitated.

puff!

A thunder light flashed among the crowd.

One had just risen, and then he was stiff, and a thin hole in his chest appeared on his chest, which had been burnt and smoking!

The person's chest was pierced by a thunderbolt!

"what!"

The man screamed and fell in shape.

Even if his primordial **** is not annihilated, the physical body has suffered such a heavy blow, the vitality is cut off, and there is only one primordial **** that will not last long.

Behind him, the figure of Tang Ziyi was fleeting.

Some monks wanted to capture Tang Ziyi's tracks, but found that they could not be traced at all.

His consciousness is completely unable to lock Tang Ziyi's position!

You know, even Su Zimu Di Xian's level of knowledge, it is difficult to lock Tang Ziyi.

At first, the two played against each other in the cave. The biggest reason why Su Zimo could gain the upper hand and control Tang Ziyi was because of the spirit and nine dragons.

Huh!

Su Zimo looked indifferent, flicking with his fingertips, hundreds of Heavenly Sword swords spit out, splashing everywhere, killing intentions.

He is already ninefold in Xuanyuan Realm.

Relying on Qinglian's true body, even in the same realm, his energy is much more refined than other monks!

Therefore, just a sword-qi killing power can break a magical secret.

If Su Zimo really releases tens of thousands of Heavenly Sword Sword Qi, it will be devastating, and not many monks around the lake can survive!

In the distance, Yun Ting looked at this scene, nodding slightly, and said, "Heavenly sword tactic is in the hands of this person, and there is no dust."

"The sky is killing, the stars are changing, and it is extraordinary!"

A monk behind Yun Ting laughed and said, "Even if this person is better at practicing sword killing, it is better than his Highness killing sword killing."

"It's natural."

Yun Ting looked proudly, and said, "Don't say it's just a tactic of killing the sword. Even if this person has the tactic of killing the sword and killing the two swords, it's hard to beat the edge of my killing!"

"Kill the chicken with a sledgehammer, and leave it to us."

Another said, Shen Sheng: "When this manpower is exhausted, I will wait forward and I will be able to suppress this man and give it to His Highness!"

"No need."

Yun Ting said lightly, "Heavenly sword sword trick, I will take it myself."

"His Royal Highness, he's just a subordinate, why don't you ..."

Before this person finished speaking, Yun Ting waved and interrupted.

"What is my Yunting identity?"

Yun Ting glared at the man and said, "If I want to kill the sword, I will naturally take a good shot. When people are in danger, I will deceive and do more. I will disdain it!"

The other monks bowed their heads and dared not speak again.

On the other side, Yanyang Xianguo.

Fang Xuan's war-fighting seemed to be unbearable. Shen Shen asked: "Shangxian, let me take the shot, and I will definitely kill this person with thunder and regain Qixia Xianshen!"

"Wait a second, don't worry."

The old man surnamed Ge said: "There are some means for this, these dozens of monks are not his opponents. You can only get a good deal when he spends a while and then you shot."

Fang Xuan took a deep breath and continued to watch the battle.

On the battlefield.

Su Zimo released the Heavenly Sword Technique, and at his fingertips, he broke through various magical secrets.

Relying on the Tianzutong and the golden light of two kinds of supernatural powers, they traverse the crowd in a vertical and horizontal direction. They seem to have a simple punch and a kick, all of which contain terror explosive power.

Even if Qing Lian really does not use her blood, she can use the power of her body to shake the innate mysterious magic weapon!

In this emperor's tomb, the monk could not use the weapon of treasure, and Su Zimo is a human-shaped innate Xuanjie magic weapon, who can resist it!

boom! boom! boom!

Su Zimo walked in his leisurely courtroom, walking left and right, no one could stop him.

In a blink of an eye, dozens of nine-level Xuanxian were killed by him.

Another half, who died in the chaos, didn't even know who killed them.

Su Zimo and Tang Ziyi were the first time in a real sense, but they were very tacit.

Su Zimo fought with dozens of monks on the front battlefield.

Tang Ziyi relied on ghosts and gods' unpredictable body technique and concealment, mixed in the crowd, occasionally appeared, and rarely shot.

But every time a shot is taken, a monk must die!

Neither of them were on the hunting list, but now the monks on the hunting list have been killed for seven or seventy-eight, with very little left!

The few remaining people finally felt the fear and retreated.

But at this time, many monks from the ancestors who were on the sidelines, like a wave of tide, also surged towards this place.

Most of these are some small Zongmen forces.

It was estimated that the two old men who were fat and thin, after all, came from the immortal kingdom of the Jin Dynasty, and they were regarded as immortals.

But now, the two old men who were fat and thin died, and the remaining Su Zimo and others were only the Xuanxian of the Nether World, and they were also the murderers who killed the two old fat and thin.

Many monks are well-known, and take this opportunity to swarm up and want to seize Qixia Xianshen!

In the distance, the old man surnamed Ge gave a strange laugh and said: "So many people rushed up, even if Su Zimo had three heads and six arms, it would be difficult to retreat."

"Fang Xuan, you are ready, listen to my orders, and shoot at any time!"

"Observe."

Fang Xuan said in a deep voice.

On the other side, the monk at the Xuan Kingdom of the Xuan Kingdom frowned: "His Royal Highness, this Su Zimo is probably more ferocious and less fortunate."

Yun Ting had his hands on his back and kept silent.

On the battlefield, Su Zimo faced the monks who rushed in all directions, without fear, and even in his eyes, no waves appeared!

"Hey, let's withdraw first, we can't resist."

Tang Ziyi's voice sounded in Su Zimo's mind.

"You go first, be careful."

Su Zimo replied.

If outside, many monks are top Xuanxian, unrestricted, and their combat power is at its peak. Maybe he has some magic cards and he may still have some fear.

But in the emperor's grave, if only by physical body, magic, magic power, Su Zimo is confident to push everything!

What's more, the environment of the emperor's grave is complicated and kills him step by step. If he encounters unknown creatures in the emperor's grave when he retreats, he may encounter fierce danger.

(End of this chapter)