Su Zimo strode in front of the emaciated qi man, turned his hand and split the ground, and burst towards the opposite door!

The emaciated qi practitioner was very alert and reacted very quickly, and when he saw Su Zimo dodging the flying sword, he took out a mirror from the cloth bag on his waist, and quickly pinched it in his hand. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The mirror suddenly grew larger and sparkled.

Su Zimo had long noticed that these cultivators had a small cloth bag hanging from their waists, which seemed to have a lot of things inside, and they could take out something by touching it with the palm of their hand.

But Su Zimo is not surprised, these small cloth bags are obviously much weaker than the means used by Zhi Dieyue to open up a large area of cultivation ground.

In a hurry, the emaciated qi practitioner raised the mirror in his hand with one arm and blocked it above his head.

Bang!

Click!

Su Zimo's hand fell on the mirror of the emaciated qi practitioner, and a loud bang broke out first, and then cracks appeared on the mirror.

"Ahh

The emaciated qi practitioner screamed, and the force that rebounded back from the mirror on his arm instantly exploded, his muscles and bones shattered, and his flesh and blood flew sideways!

This time, the reason why Su Zimo dared to fight with his bare hands.

On the one hand, it was because he noticed that the mirror was not aggressive, and on the other hand, the other party did not show any flickering light on the mirror when it was sacrificed.

Sure enough, this mirror was scrapped by Su Zimo with one palm, and the emaciated qi practitioner almost died on the spot!

The emaciated qi practitioner fell to the ground, his face was pale, and he screamed: "Who are you, dare to meddle in the affairs of my Huanxi Sect!"

"The man who killed you!"

Su Zimo sneered, stepped forward, and wanted to end the life of this emaciated qi practitioner.

At this moment, Su Zimo saw a strange flash in the depths of the emaciated qi man's eyes.

"Huh, not good!"

Su Zimo's heart moved, and he hurriedly retreated.

This is the first time Su Zimo has fought with a cultivator, and he is extremely cautious, for fear that the other party will have some means that he doesn't know about, and it will suddenly be revealed.

Wow!

The emaciated qi practitioner suddenly raised his palm, spilling out a powder mist, exuding a faint fragrance.

But Su Zimo retreated one step earlier, and was not contaminated by this pink mist.

"Be careful, this is Hehuan San, don't inhale it!" The Huangshan woman's voice came, soft and gentle, with a little anxiety.

Su Zimo frowned and looked at the emaciated qi practitioner hiding in the powder mist, and paused slightly.

If you wait for a while, this powder mist will naturally dissipate, and you are not afraid of threats, but it is impossible for Su Zimo to consume it here, because there are three cultivators next to him.

Su Zimo turned around decisively, gave up on this person for the time being, and rushed towards the person behind him.

The person behind saw that the emaciated qi practitioner was all beaten with one palm, and his face was already pale with fright, and he hurriedly controlled the flying sword and stabbed at Su Zimo's eyebrows with all his might!

There was no flickering aura on this flying sword.

Su Zimo squinted his eyes, did not intend to dodge, maintained a swooping posture, reached out with his right hand, and gently rested on the oncoming flying sword.

One roll, one shock, one drag!

Swish!

Although this flying sword was not broken, it was directly thrown aside by Su Zimo and inserted diagonally into the soil.

This qi practitioner was shocked.

Even though he was only controlling a non-in-flow spirit weapon in his hand, when had he ever seen someone who could receive a spirit weapon with his bare hands and be unscathed?

What kind of monster is this man?

After such a delay, Su Zimo had already come to this person, his body curled up, one knee seemed to kneel, his hands were folded, and he lifted up!

Blood Ape Fruit!

Bang!

This time, it just hit the chin of this qi practitioner.

There was a cracking sound from the man's jaw and neck bones, his head jerked back, his back drooped, his eyes wide open, his eyes full of horror, and he was out of breath.

There were still two qi practitioners left to besiege the Huangshan woman, and when they saw this scene, they were immediately frightened.

Su Zimo unfolded his body and rushed towards one of them, his left hand protected his chest, his right hand clenched into a fist, his muscles trembled, his flesh and blood swelled, and with his fist as a seal, he fell from the sky with a bang.

A large shadow looms over the sky!

This qi practitioner was taken by Su Zimo's momentum, and he was so shocked that he dared to try to attack and resist, so he quickly turned around, turned around and fled.

Seeing that he was about to escape from the envelope of the big seal on his head, this person was overjoyed.

At this moment, there was a trembling sound of bowstrings in his ears, which was breathtaking.

Collapse! Collapse!

I saw Su Zimo stretching his muscles, his arm swelled by an inch, and the big seal smashed down, instantly catching up with the qi practitioner who fled in a hurry, and landed on his heavenly spirit cover.

Burst!

After the skull exploded, the power of the Great Seal still had the strength to spare, and it directly smashed this person's body to pieces.

Seeing that five of his fellow disciples were killed and one was injured, the only remaining qi practitioner was in a mess, and he lost his mind slightly, and was surrounded by the flying sword of the Huangshan woman around his neck.

Dou Da's head flew up, blood gushed out, and the headless corpse fell, convulsing unconsciously.

The yellow cedar woman was drenched in sweat, and after killing this person, her chest rose and fell, and she gasped slightly, as if she had reached the limit of her physical strength.

Su Zimo turned around and looked at the emaciated qi practitioner with a broken arm.

But he found that this person took advantage of this opportunity and had already fled far away, pressing the wound with his right hand and a flying sword under his feet, walking through the air and disappearing into the jungle immediately.

Su Zimo frowned.

At this time, if he went to catch up, it would be too late, and even if he could catch up, this person was high in the air, and Su Zimo was helpless.

Suddenly, Su Zimo found himself with an Achilles heel.

He couldn't take off.

If the Qi Practitioner flies with the sword as soon as possible, and then fights with him, it means that he can only be beaten passively and has no way to fight back.

After this fight, the night gradually sank, and the roar of the spirit beast could be faintly heard in my ears, shaking the heavens and the earth.

Looking at the back of the emaciated qi practitioner hidden in the night, Su Zimo's eyes flashed with a touch of melancholy.

This man's escape is a disaster after all.

No one knows when this scourge will erupt.

However, Su Zimo thought about it, now that night has fallen, it is the time when spirit beasts and spirit demons come out to forage, and this person's severed arm exudes a strong bloody aura, but he may not be able to get out of the Blue Wolf Mountain Range alive.

"Whew!"

The cry of the spirit monkey interrupted Su Zimo's contemplation.

The spirit monkey was bound hand and foot, jumping in place, shouting at Su Zimo, signaling him to hurry up and untie the iron rings on its hands and feet.

"You stay honest for now, let you run around. ”

Su Zimo rarely saw the spirit monkey deflated, so he deliberately left it aside, came to the corpses of those cultivators, took off six small cloth bags, and stuffed them into his arms without looking at them.

Although he didn't understand, Su Zimo also realized that this small cloth bag was a bit famous, and there were many treasures in it.

Su Zimo leaned over and picked up a flying sword that had fallen to the ground.

The shape of this flying sword is somewhat unique, there is no hilt, only the blade, which is extremely sharp.

If you are an ordinary person, there is really nowhere to start.

But for Su Zimo, it has little impact.

Su Zimo held the sharp sword body with his bare hands, came to the spirit monkey, and aimed at the iron ring tied to the spirit monkey's hand and slashed hard!

While!

Mars in all directions.

A white mark appeared on the ring, but it did not break.

Su Zimo frowned slightly.

This flying sword can even shatter the Thunder Knife, but it can't cut the iron ring in the spirit monkey's hand.

It's a bit of a hassle.

Su Zimo vaguely felt that it was not that this flying sword was not sharp enough, but that the method he used was wrong.