As soon as the scabbard slapped and the sun came out, the walking corpses close to the city wall were shocked and retreated, but the walking corpses were connected with walking corpses, where is there a place to retreat?

As soon as Su Zhao stepped on the edge of the city wall, the person slowly landed downward, his eyes changed from the previous scatteredness, and at this moment there was only fierceness.

Swing your sword!

Sword Slash!

Wave again!

The sword exploded in the tide of corpses, each sword drove the sword qi vertically and horizontally, these walking corpses were all like tofu, and they were cut to pieces, and Su Hao beheaded nearly a hundred corpses in a short time.

The sharpness of the Shining Sun Sword is so strong that it is too easy to use.

What's more, because the opponent this face is just the most ordinary walking corpse,

And in the sky, many people in the immortal sect sacrificed their own means, or turned the sky seal, or the floating dust turned into thousands of troubles, rolling towards the dark clouds in the sky, and more, it was a flying sword, killing into the dark clouds, and the battle was rolling dark clouds and rolling clouds.

Su Zhao occasionally paid attention to it, and behind him, a few people also killed and assisted Su Zhao in the battle.

This fight, more because everyone was overwhelmed by the depressed atmosphere and wanted to vent first.

"Martial arts?" A person looked at Su Zhao's kung fu and was curious, generally people in the immortal sect are far away from the magnification of moves, but Su Zhao actually prefers hand-to-hand combat, and the use of aura is very rare.

When did the Su family in Jinling have such a strange thing, the problem is that Su Zhao's combat effectiveness is really not weak.

Su Zhao's physical quality is simply terrifying, with an indestructible sword, it is like a humanoid fighting machine, as long as it goes, this walking corpse has no power that can stop it, and all of them are destroyed by Su Zhao.

It's all scum, all scum with only five combat effectiveness.

As soon as Su Zhaoqing drank his sword, the long sword in his hand danced a gust of wind, turning into a strong cutting force and dispersing in front of him, so violent that the surrounding air shook an inch, and the people who were close only felt that their teeth were sour, and they were not overwhelmed by the momentum, so that they did not dare to approach Su Zhao too much.

Otherwise, it's as if they were the next ones to be cut to pieces.

But in his heart, Su Zhao was wandering, thinking about whether there was a way to learn the Xianmen Dao method displayed in front of him.

He already felt that the magic techniques he cultivated were a little different from theirs, they could drive the flying sword to chase and kill thousands of kilometers in the air, but he didn't know if his strength was an essential problem, or if his strength cultivation was not at home, and the influence distance that could be achieved could not be far away.

"I remember, the last time the nightmare system rewarded me for cultivating exercises, I said that this is only a basic exercise, and it is not recommended to practice ......" Su Zhao muttered to himself a little sullenly, Daddy, I'm also a person with half a protagonist's aura, okay?

After this battle, go to the pit to practice the trick?

Su Zhao thought so, while already feeling the pressure, the corpse tide was not a sandbag for them casually, when the flute sounded, the corpse tide was like a wave rolling, biting towards them.

Once the ferocity is aroused, it is terrifying.

Su Zhao jumped lightly and jumped backwards. Then put away the sword, take a quiet breath, and draw the sword!

At this moment, the spirit and spirit fused with the power of the body and the energy in the body, gathering a force, which was the momentum of slaughtering even if the immortal Buddha was in front of him.

There is no master, but Su Zhao came so casually.

The craziest speed, the most furious power, draw the sword!

Laugh at!

In an instant, half a second later, Su Zhao was more than 100 meters ahead, there was no half walking corpse, only a death-like silence.

Even the sound of the flute was paused as if it were choking the throat.

This sword suddenly covered the countless brilliance of the battle with the rolling black clouds in the air.

It was the momentum that affected the surrounding kilometers, and every cell of everyone was trembling and beating, and they couldn't afford not to take a serious look at it.

Destructive power! This destructive power is terrifying to this extent.

Even if this sword move was only a hundred meters away, it was less than a hundred meters away, but the destructive power directly knocked all the walking corpses in front of him a hundred meters into minced meat.

It was Su Zhao, the person from the Su family in Jinling, who was originally ordinary, but after this sword, it only made people feel that the colors of heaven and earth had become his foreshadowing.

Even the unconscious walking corpses are crawling and trembling, as if they are not supposed to be in this world.

And Su Zhao, in the focus of everyone's attention, Su Zhao still maintained the posture of slashing out with a sword, and only after a long gap did he slowly withdraw his sword.

At this time, the flute sounded again.

The walking corpse stepped on the mess of the ground and rushed towards Su Zhao again.

Su Zhao didn't retreat, not because he didn't want to retreat, but because his hands were trembling.

Assi, all of a sudden, made him feel that his body was being emptied. It's speechless, his physical fitness has long reached the point of a trapeze, and now he feels a little tired again, and his hands and feet really don't obey the call.

But the corpses are pouring in!

It was a moment of crisis, but no one had this awareness, and they all thought that Su Zhao's next action would be to slash all directions with another sword and cut the sky in the dark. It's just because Su Zhao's posture is too forceful now, holding the sword and half-standing, they only see Su Zhao's back, calm and condensed, and there is a arrogant aura floating around him, and he has not retreated.

But Su Zhao really can't say anything about his suffering now, only to find that if he wants to shout, he feels that his mouth is as bad as his body.

The recent walking corpses all felt that they were going to sprinkle the filthy corpse water on Su Zhao's body.

"Brother Su, what are you doing!" At this juncture, Chu Fatzi's voice suddenly shouted, and he saw a person like a meat ball, rushing towards the corpse tide, which was a meat bullet chariot, and directly poured the corpse tide like an inverted domino, slightly slowing down the speed of the corpse tide's charge.

Then Xiao Mo appeared, grabbed Su Zhao's stiff body, and pulled back: "Fat Chu, come here." ”

The force of Chu Fatzi's rush over was great enough, but he also fell into the tide of corpses.

Fortunately, they were not the only ones, three apprentices who had no sense of existence also came, and ran straight to Chu Fatzi's support.

On the other side, Mu Bai also arrived, and saw him shouting: "The sword is coming...... The sword is coming, the sword is coming, ah, the sword is coming!"

And then...... Nothing happened.

"Damn, why doesn't it work!" Mu Bai looked annoyed, grabbing his hair with a painful face.

After Chu Fatzi was pulled out, he laughed and said, "Oh no, who bragged with us that he could summon a sword in a dream, haha, run away and kill Xiao Baibai." ”

It was still Jing Xiaoxiao's support that was fast, and he threw out a sword, which was the flow of the sword wave, killing more than a dozen walking corpses in front of him, and slowing down the momentum of the chase.

A group of people hurriedly evacuated to the hanging basket, and were pulled up by the soldiers above, and below was the frantic howl of the corpse tide.

Only then did Su Zhao put his mind at ease, gasped, and remembered Mu Bai's sword, but he understood it thoroughly: Where is this dream, even if it is a dream, it is also a real dream.

How can lust alone change reality?