Eternal Sacred King

Chapter 344: Rampage

The monks in the three dynasties did not expect Su Zimo to shoot, and no one expected Su Zimo to dare to shoot.

Coupled with the fact that the two sides were too close, Duan Mingda knew nothing about Su Zimo and had little defense. As a six-veined building base, Su Zimo was split into two halves by a knife, and the corpse was on the spot!

The crowd burst instantly!

"kill!"

"kill him!"

The monks of the Da Shang dynasty were furious, their eyes were red, and a roar broke out.

Jiang Yu had seen Su Zimo's methods. At the moment Duan Mingda's body fell, he sacrificed a flying sword, which rose into the air the first time, and distanced him from Su Zimo.

However, the other monks did not know it, and still stood there, offering a flying sword that flickered with aura of light, and carried out a magic trick in their hands. They were ready to shoot at the same time, and killed Su Zimo on the spot.

"boom!"

After Su Zimo beheaded Duan Mingda, he kept his shape without stopping and crashed directly into the crowd. The monk standing in front had just felt the flying sword, and felt that his eyes were black and he was directly hit and fly.

The person's body was still in the air, and it burst into pieces, turning into a mist of blood!

hiss!

Seeing this scene, all monks took a breath of air.

The simple collision smashed the monk into pieces, and how terrifying the power that erupted, it was like an ancient beast!

After devouring a dragon, Su Zimo is already a master of refining the dirty articles.

With any punch and kick, there are thousands of pounds of force, and the body of these ordinary monks cannot stop it.

At the same time as flying into one person, Su Zimo's blood quenched the knife and fell across.

puff!

Blood flashed, a large skull flying high, blood spewing from the broken neck, shocking!

The blood-quenching knife was originally a blood-red long knife. After seeing the blood, the blood on the blade edge became more and more dazzling, and the scarlet became dripping.

"Everyone be careful, this person's melee strength is extremely strong, do not be approached by him!"

Jiang Yu stepped on the flying sword and yelled in the air.

The remaining monks of the Shang Dynasty were pale and could not wait to swear.

What good is it to say at this time?

The leader of their trip, Duan Mingda, who is the base of the six veins, was already dead, and Su Zimo crashed into the crowd. Many monks had not had time to vacate, and they had been cut off by the blood quenching knife!

Even if there were no blood-quenching knives, this group of people were approached by Su Zimo, but they were more fierce.

What's more, now that Su Zimo has the perfect artifact blood quenching knife in his hand, it is even more powerful.

The huge and heavy blade was cut down. Even if you don't use your full strength, the ordinary four-veined and five-veined foundations can't stop the power of one sword!

"Thunder!"

Su Zimo pointed forward and drank softly.

Click!

There was a loud noise in the sky, and a lightning bolt of the thickness of an arm fell instantly, crashing into the crowd, turning into a sea of ​​thunderous thunder.

Numerous monks are running spiritual skills to fight against them.

Taking this opportunity, Su Zimo once again broke into the crowd, rushing left and right, as pointed by the long knife, the man must be turned over, his stump and arm broken and no one can stop it.

The most friar monks in the Shang dynasty had their swords lifted off into the sky, and they also offered flying swords and pointed at Su Zimo.

Huh! Huh! Huh!

Suddenly, the aura of light flickered, dancing all over the sky, and a ray of rainbow came bursting into the air, as if there were thousands of glowing rays bursting out.

Su Zimo is short and lying on the ground, like a snake, crawling through the grass at a fast speed.

The grass was shaking, leaving a trail of traces. Su Zimo's figure was looming, but he avoided most of the flying swords.

The dirt splashing behind Su Zimo was all traces left by Feijian.

With more than a dozen Feijians chasing after him, Su Zimo's eyes brightened, and he suddenly rose to his feet, carrying blood, and the roar of the tsunami in his body continued.

Crackling!

Between blood surges, the skeletal tremor in the body continued to tremble, big muscles trembled, muscles and bones shouted, and Su Zimo's entire body was swollen.

"Break me!"

Su Zimo gave a loud sigh, holding the blood-quenching knife with both hands, the flesh on his arm swelled, knotted together, and immediately burst the two sleeves.

With two stout bare arms carrying blood, the blood-quenched sword was raised and chopped heavily on the dozen or so flying swords that came on the head.

Tinkerbell!

A series of Jin Ge sounded.

Under the gaze of countless eyes, these dozens of top-quality Feijian were cut into two pieces by the blood-quenching knife, the light was dim, and they fell to the ground.

"what!"

There were exclaims in the two camps of Da Zhou and Da Xia.

Too cruel!

This is completely crushing in strength, breaking through all methods with no force at all!

Su Zimo shot too fast and decisively!

After just ten breaths passed, more than ten monks from the Shang Dynasty died under the blood-quenching knife, and one of them had six veins to build the foundation.

Everyone in Daxia was stunned in place, and a little dread was revealed deep in the eyes.

When Ji Yaoxue and others saw this scene, they immediately felt that their morale was boosted.

Ji Yaoxue raised his arm and said in a deep voice: "You, this is the time of life and death, to kill the enemy with me and kill the rebellion!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Everyone at Fengfeng, the guards of the four Great Zhous, and Shi Jian felt very excited, and their blood surged up, shouting loudly, and rushing forward.

Ye Ling's gaze was so cold that he looked around without taking any action, and always followed Su Xiaoning's side.

"Qi Xingmei!"

"Ziguang Slash!"

"Liang Yi Yan Luo Jian!"

Many spirits collided in mid-air, and the two dynasties of Da Zhou and Da Xia finally collided together.

The little fat man walked with his sword, but with a huge axe in his hand, he cooperated with Shi Jian of Nan Yuezong.

The four Da Zhou guards were guarding Ji Yaoxue tightly and did not dare to leave easily.

"burst!"

With a soft and soft whistle, the sleeve robe shook, and even a dozen runes were scattered, thrown into the crowd, and instantly burst, transforming into a huge sea of ​​fire, drowning the monks.

Although coldness is only the foundation of the three veins, the cultivation is not high, but the accomplishments on the amulets are really brilliant, otherwise, they will not win the first place in the list.

Like her, when he took a shot, he spilled a large amount of rune, even if Su Zimo was unwilling to shake it.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

Although these monks from the Shang Dynasty did not fall on the spot, they were also seriously injured, burned with flesh, flesh and blood, and screamed in the sea of ​​fire.

Huh! Huh!

Wu Fengji unfolds the misty wings all day, and makes the flying sword in the ‘nothingness’ realm. He is intrigued, and insignificant ripples pass through the sea of ​​fire, killing these screaming monks.

Just in an instant, the situation has been reversed!

Da Monday had the upper hand, and the momentum was rainbow!

In fact, there is still a powerful force on the battlefield that has not intervened. From beginning to end, many monks in the Daxia Dynasty were watching indifferently.

Guo Yi's eyes always fell on a monk in Da Zhou.

At this moment, on the chaotic battlefield, Qingshuangmen Junhao squinted a glance at the direction of the Daxia Dynasty, and made several gestures in a row.

These gestures are extremely concealed, except for Guo Yi, no one noticed.

Guo Yi understood, shook his arm, and Shen said, "Go to war and besiege the remnants of the Great Zhou Dynasty!"

(End of this chapter)