Chapter 515 Imperial Palace Forbidden Land

"kill!"

The head of a cavalry raised a spear, a dull roar deep down his throat, his eyes glowing with blood.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Tens of thousands of heavy cavalry roared in unison, as if the momentum was rainbow, at the same time took off the short guns on their backs, the movements were uniform, and they threw them at Su Zimo with all their strength!

woo woo woo woo!

Thousands of darts flashing in the cold light burst into the air, making a piercing sound.

This is equivalent to tens of thousands of Jin Dan shots, but more powerful than bows and arrows.

Dense and dense, covering the sky, almost drowning Su Zimo's four people!

Bai Paojian has practiced for more than a hundred years and has experienced countless battles between life and death. Seeing this scene, he still feels a palpitation and is hard to hold himself.

"This power, I am afraid that only Yuan Ying Zhenjun can escape."

There was a thought in Bai Paojian's mind.

Huh!

At this moment, a sound of Jianyue's Jianming sounded, echoing between the heavens and the earth, wearing golden cracks, and sending out endless sharpness!

For this kind of sharpness, Baixiu Jianxiu could not be more familiar.

He is himself a practitioner of Kendo.

Subconsciously, the white robe sword Xiu Xun looked around.

I saw that under Su Zimo's robe sleeve, the eighteen-handed Feijian was suspended in midair.

The blade was trembling, and the light was shining.

The eighteen-handed Feijian is like having life, and it is agile and abnormal, crisscrossing in mid-air, leaving a trail of Mori Han sword, extremely powerful.

Many swords are intertwined, tearing the void into pieces, condensing an extremely mysterious array.

"Candle shines sword array!"

Su Zimo scolded lightly.

The eighteen flying swords gathered together at the same time, and the blades rushed out, like a scorching sun full of fierce sword air, blocking the three people in front of the white robes Jianxiu, forming a huge sword-shaped disc, spinning wildly!

boom!

Thousands of short guns hit the candlelight sword array, and a loud noise broke out!

The whole void seemed to tremble.

The world is still!

Bai Pao Jian Xiu's eyes fluttered wildly. At this moment, his heart jumped to the tip of his throat.

Candlelight sword array paused.

It shuddered slightly, making a creaking noise, and it seemed that it might collapse at any time!

Xuan Yi's face was also pale.

If this sword array cannot be resisted, they will be drowned in the forest of guns instantly, and the bones will not exist!

boom! boom! boom!

Just a short pause, Candlelight Sword Formation ran frantically, smashing the piercing short guns, turning them into a wicked atmosphere, and dissipating them in the air.

Bai Pao Jian Xiu was stunned, his heart horrified.

This sword array has resisted the impact of tens of thousands of heavy cavalry!

The battle of Wu Feng spread throughout the territory of Da Zhou. He had also heard that Wu Feng had a genius demon, built the base of the extreme realm, and could be beheaded and killed.

But he couldn't believe that Su Zimo's shot had such a terrifying power!

Candlelight sword array consists of nine levels.

The first order requires nine-handed flying swords to condense, the second order requires eighteen-handed flying swords, and the third order requires twenty-seven handles!

For Candlelight Sword Formation, Su Zimo has realized the third-order degree.

But he had just stepped into Dandao, and had not had time to remake the flying sword.

One of the purposes of this trip to Dagan Ruins is to find the legendary innate fire, and re-harden a set of twenty-seven flying swords!

One more Feijian will increase the attack by one point.

There are nine more flying swords, superimposed together, and integrated into the situation of the sword array, the horror of its power, the increase is large, naturally self-evident!

Bai Pao Jianxiu was shocked in his heart and was so frightened that Su Zimo was not satisfied.

The second-order candlelight sword array can only passively defend, and was almost crushed.

If it is a three-tier candlelight sword array, let alone these wicked guns, the sword array is directly crushed, and thousands of heavy cavalry will be smashed into pieces, and they will be destroyed!

There was a candle-to-sword array behind, and the heavy cavalry could not rush over in a short time.

At the front, without waiting for the heavy cavalry to rush over, Su Zimo took the lead, and his **** and thumb were intertwined, pinching a mysterious Buddha's handprint.

Fu Mo Yin!

It seems that the thick and dark yin-qi in the sky feels something, and keeps receding.

boom!

A loud noise.

A golden giant palm descended from the sky, exuding magnificent light, breaking the sky, squeezing the airflow, crushing the heavy cavalry forward, and the momentum was terrifying!

The golden light spread, and the countless shades of Yinsha melted like snow in the sun.

Buddha's mana is the most restraint of this evil charm.

In building the foundation, Su Zimo could not exert the true power of Fu Moyin at all.

Now, he stepped into Dan Dao, and once again exhibited the demon seal, the power increased greatly!

But with this shot, Su Zimo frowned.

Still wrong!

Although the power of Fu Moyin was significantly improved when he was promoted to Jin Dan Realm, Su Zimo still felt that he had not exerted the real power of Fu Moyin.

Compared with the Fu Moyin printed by the Buddhist monk in the bead, his Fu Moyin is much worse in strength, momentum, and artistic conception.

I ca n’t wait to think about it, Fu Mo Yin has arrived!

Bang!

The huge palms fell heavily on the ground, and numerous Yin soldiers and Yin horses were instantly turned into powder, and the evil spirits were all purified by the power on the demon seal.

Just in front, there was a blank area shaped like a palm.

All the movements of the Yin soldiers and horses were stagnated, and they seemed to be deterred by the power of this demon seal, and dare not approach them!

Su Zimo continued to move forward. With strong eyes, he saw a dilapidated building complex in front of him through the hazy night.

Around this building complex, there were many Yin soldiers and horses wandering, but none of them invaded.

There are many forbidden places in the imperial palace. Even the army that guards the imperial palace cannot enter and exit at will!

"Go, go there!"

Su Zimo pointed forward, striding past meteors.

White robe sword repair, Xuan Yi hugged Liu Hui, followed closely.

It seemed to be realized that Su Zimo and others were going to enter the building group, and more and more Yin soldiers and horses gathered, and a crazy offensive broke out.

Su Zimo's sword changed suddenly. From the treacherous and **** sword technique, it instantly evolved into the rolling tide and the surging majestic atmosphere!

Cut it out with a knife and head up.

With the sound of the tide surging, the momentum is appalling!

Even the impact of heavy cavalry can't stop Su Zimo's footsteps.

In the rear, there is a candlestick sword array to defend against.

Ahead, Su Zimo drew blood to his knife, widened and closed.

Against the current, the turbulent waves, swirls, and ripples, Su Zimo fought in all directions, breaking through numerous obstacles, and finally rushed into the building group with the three of Xuan Yi!

The Yin soldiers in the rear were endless and raging.

But before coming to this group of buildings, they stopped in shape.

There isn't a ghost soldier, dare to go over half a step!

Seeing this scene, Baipao Jianxiu and Xuan Yi Changshu breathed a sigh of relief, gradually relieved.

(End of this chapter)