In the main hall, the guards dodged the many rubbles that came from the oncoming side, and they were embarrassed, looking sideways at the door. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Seeing the visitor, the guard changed color in shock, and exclaimed: "Ah, Su Zimo!"

Hearing this name, Du Kai, who was calm and calm in the depths of the hall, gradually narrowed his eyes into a slit, flashing with a cold light, and the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, revealing a cruel smile.

"Huh?"

Su Zimo's gaze turned, and it fell directly on the face of the guard, his eyes were bright, the killing intent was awesome, and his figure flickered, and he came to this person in an instant.

It's so fast!

The guard only felt that his eyes were shaking, and as soon as his throat tightened, the whole person was already pinched by Su Zimo's throat and lifted up from the ground!

"Have you seen me?"

Su Zimo's eyes were like knives, and he asked in a cold voice.

The poison gate entered Xuantian City a few days ago, and Su Zimo was not in the city at that time, but was on the top of Dao Mountain.

It's normal for Poison Gate to hear his name, but it's a little strange to recognize his identity at a glance.

The guard was choked by Su Zimo's throat, unable to breathe, his face became more and more ugly, gradually becoming purple and red, his eyes were bulging, bloodshot, and his tongue was sticking out.

"I'm ...... That cave, see ...... Over you!"

The guard's voice was staccato and his eyes were terrified.

He knew in his heart that as long as he hesitated a little, the person in front of him would inevitably pinch his throat!

"Oh. ”

Su Zimo nodded, knowing in his heart.

When Su Zimo came, there was always a confusion in his mind.

At the beginning, he killed a poison sect monk in the cave mansion of the Jindan real person, how did the poison sect of the ancient battlefield know.

It turned out that in the crowd at that time, there was a second poison monk!

In other words, what the poisonous sect monk shouted before he died was actually shouting to the monk in front of him, asking him to send the news back to the sect so that he could avenge himself!

"Good, you can die. ”

Su Zimo used his palm to smash the throat of the guard directly, and threw the corpse aside casually.

From beginning to end, Du Kai sat motionless in the depths of the main hall, watching this scene for a long time, with a hint of mockery in his eyes.

Outside the main hall, the monks of the Poison Gate from all directions are gathering here.

"Su Zimo, you are really bold, you actually dare to break into the territory of my poisonous gate, hehehe!" Du Kai's gloomy laughter sounded, like a powerful ghost seeking his life in the dark.

"Poison Gate?"

Su Zimo sneered: "Come when I say, leave when I say, who can stop me?"

"Hahahaha! It's really arrogant, you are so easy to kill as a poison monk?"

Du Kai laughed loudly, stood up, and said in a cold voice: "The Poison Sect monk is full of poison, you are looking for death by yourself, and you dare to touch the Poison Sect monk with your bare hands! You might as well look down and see if your palm has turned blue-black, I advise you to ......"

Su Zimo raised his palm, and Du Kai's voice stopped abruptly.

Su Zimo's palm was as white as jade, and it looked crystal clear, how could there be any signs of poisoning!

Du Kai's face suddenly sank.

The poison on the guard's body, although it is not one of the seven uniques of the poison gate, but the poison is more than enough to turn over ten ancient relics, even if it encounters a pure-blooded beast, it may make it lose half of its life!

But this Su Zimo in front of him is actually fine?

No impact at all?

Du Kai looked carefully, and Su Zimo's palm did not have any glove-like armor.

Even if he broke his brain, he couldn't imagine what terrifying power was hidden in Su Zimo's bloodline.

This kind of poison that can poison the ancient relics entered Su Zimo's body, and was brushed by the majestic and terrifying blood pulse, and instantly turned into invisible!

Others regard the poison gate as a tiger's den in Longtan, but for Su Zimo, the threat is not too big.

The only thing that can threaten him is the Seven Poison Gates!

"Du Kai, right, you don't have to wait for that poison sect monk to come back, he has already fallen on the long street of Beicheng!"

Su Zimo threw off his big stride, walked towards Du Kaixing murderously, and said, "In addition, my sister's life is worry-free, let you down!"

Du Kai's eyes grew cold, and seeing that Su Zimo was about to come closer, he suddenly stomped his feet.

Su Zimo's heart flashed with alarm, his feet were soft, and the floor suddenly collapsed!

At this time, it was too late to sacrifice the flying sword again.

With a bang, behind Su Zimo, a pair of huge spirit wings stretched out!

Although there is nothing under your feet, you can soar into the air.

Whoosh!

A thin sound of breaking the sky sounded, the sound was extremely small, and if it weren't for Su Zimo's ears, he might not be able to hear it.

At the moment when the floor under his feet collapsed, from the darkness below, a poisonous needle as thin as a cow's hair ejected, which was one of the seven unique stingers of the poison gate!

Su Zimo had a spiritual sense to warn, and he had already flapped his wings one step ahead and killed Du Kai in the depths of the main hall.

A blue heart-chasing thorn passed by Su Zimo, and the difference was a fraction of a second!

At the entrance of the main hall, many poisonous monks swarmed in, and they all sacrificed their own spiritual weapons.

Most of the spiritual weapons of the Poison Gate monks are Qimen weapons, which are strange and strange, and the only thing in common is that the spiritual weapons are smeared with a layer of poison, which reflects colorful light under the reflection of the sun.

Su Zimo's figure was still in mid-air, and his palm slapped on the storage bag.

Airplanes!

Eighteen top-grade flying swords, all of them were sacrificed, the sword body trembled, the aura was great, and it burst out with endless edges.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Eighteen flying swords galloped through the air, leaving behind a stream of sword qi, and the light of the formation pattern emerged, becoming clearer and clearer.

Candlelight Sword Array!

Su Zimo didn't keep his hand at all, and as soon as he made a move, it was directly the strongest killing technique in the means of cultivating immortals, the candlelight sword array!

Eighteen top-grade flying swords, even if they don't form a sword array, the power that erupts together is terrifying enough, not to mention the power of the sword array.

Su Zimo has already stepped into the six-vein foundation, and the power of the candlelight sword formation has also risen, even if it is an ordinary seven-vein foundation, it can't withstand the killing of the sword array!

The power of the poison monk lies in the use of poison.

Its true strength is not much different from that of ordinary sect cultivators.

"Go!"

Su Zimo pointed back and scolded lightly.

Eighteen flying swords gathered together, and the tips of the swords were unanimously outward, forming a huge sword-shaped disc, like a round of scorching sun, blooming eighteen sword qi, blazing and dazzling, and the edge was compelling!

The sword array instantly crashed into the crowd behind him, tearing open a huge gap!

The people in the poison sect, the highest cultivation is only the foundation of the seven veins, how can they resist the killing impact of the candlelight sword array, and instantly stir up a cloud of blood mist, and the stumps and broken arms fly wildly.

The lives of many poison sect monks are hanging by a thread, how can they care about releasing poison to deal with Su Zimo!

At the same time as throwing out the candlelight sword array, Su Zimo's right hand pulled out a huge and slender blood-colored spirit knife from the storage bag, exuding endless ferocity!

Zheng Zheng Zheng!

The blade of the knife vibrated and made a murderous jingo sound.

In an instant, Su Zimo had already pounced in front of Du Kai, turned the blood quenching knife, fell from the sky, and shouted: "Give me my life!"