At the moment when Su Zimo cut off the head of King Yan, the Chinese martial arts officials in the main hall panicked, some rolled their eyes, fainted on the spot, and some fled outside without looking back. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Among the fleeing crowd, there was a military attache who looked frightened, but his eyes flashed with excitement.

This person ran to the corner outside the palace, and immediately came over not far away with an ordinary-looking soldier, who said in a low voice: "You leave the palace quickly, the flying pigeon will pass the book to the Luo City Lord, King Yan is dead, and the big thing can be done!"

"Order!"

The soldier walked briskly outside the palace, and in an instant disappeared into the crowd.

On the main hall, Su Zimo was carrying a long knife in his right hand, and the head of King Yan was hanging on his waist, and he was about to break outside, when a scolding suddenly came from behind him: "What kind of person, dare to come to the palace to spread wild!"

Su Zimo looked back.

The person who spoke and Su Zimo were stunned for a moment.

The man who spoke was a one-armed man with thin cheeks, a broad robe and an empty sleeve on his left arm.

This person is the eighth-layer qi practitioner of the Huanxi Sect who was deprived of an arm by Su Zimo in the Blue Wolf Mountain Range and escaped death!

"Is that you?"

The one-armed qi practitioner recognized Su Zimo at a glance, and the fierceness in his eyes instantly turned into horror.

These days, although the injuries on his body have been stabilized, every night, he is often awakened by nightmares, and the wild man in the Blue Wolf Mountain Range, who is even more terrifying and ferocious than the spirit beast, is like a nightmare, lingering.

Su Zimo laughed, his eyes were calm, and he said faintly: "It turned out to be you!"

"You stop him, I'll go and deliver a message to the sect!"

The one-armed qi practitioner felt Su Zimo's killing intent, and he didn't have any idea of resisting at all, and with a shout, the imperial envoy flew his sword, and actually fled in the direction he came.

The one-armed qi practitioner was well aware of Su Zimo's weaknesses.

If he wants to escape from Su Zimo's hands, he must fly with the sword, and the height in the palace is limited, and he is worried that he will not be able to escape from Su Zimo's attack range.

Only by escaping outside, the sky is high and the sea is wide, can it be possible to survive.

Su Zimo's feet slidied, his body rushed forward, and in the blink of an eye, he came to a qi practitioner, and turned his hand into a punch.

Bang!

This person's spiritual weapon had just been sacrificed, and Su Zimo punched his head and exploded, and the corpse was on the spot!

After comprehending the divine horse, Su Zimo burst out faster in an instant, making it easier to get closer.

And once the qi practitioner is close to Su Zimo, it means death.

"Hurry!"

The only eighth-layer qi practitioner in the main hall controlled the lower-grade spirit weapon and galloped towards Su Zimo, and a brilliant light flashed on the spirit weapon wheel.

The spirit pattern is shining, the power of the spirit weapon is greatly increased, and the speed is greatly increased!

Su Zimo didn't look at it, and slashed it with his backhand.

Click!

The long knife broke, the roulette wheel was impacted by an amazing force, and the speed was greatly reduced, Su Zimo reached out his palm, and lightly put it on the roulette wheel, and the roulette wheel had fallen into his hand.

And from beginning to end, Su Zimo's footsteps did not stop, crashing into the arms of another qi practitioner, bursting with all his strength, and leaning closer!

Bang!

This person was instantly shattered, and his body suddenly exploded in mid-air, splitting apart, stumps and broken arms flew sideways, and flesh and blood splattered.

Within a few breaths, Su Zimo rushed out of the encirclement of several qi practitioners, and went straight to the broken arm qi practitioner to kill.

The severed-arm qi practitioner fled extremely quickly, and while the envoy flew the sword, he lowered his head and worked hard to write, not knowing what was being written.

At the moment when the severed arm qi practitioner escaped from the palace, he threw the thing in his hand into the sky.

Su Zimo looked carefully, there was a palm-sized white paper crane in mid-air, lifelike, flashing with spiritual light on it, flapping its wings a few times, and it flew into the distance, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Su Zimo vaguely guessed that this white paper crane might be a talisman in the cultivation realm, a means of communication.

Even if he knew, Su Zimo couldn't stop it.

The speed of the sword flying of the broken arm qi practitioner is not as fast as Su Zimo's, and after such a delay, he is almost caught up by Su Zimo!

This person was horrified in his heart, and frantically used his spiritual energy, which was injected into the flying sword under his feet, and the sword was picked up and galloped towards the air.

"Last time, you let you escape, today, you can leave me behind!"

Seeing that the severed-arm qi practitioner was about to rush to the sky, Su Zimo let out a loud shout, and casually threw the roulette wheel that he had just snatched upwards!

Whining!

The roulette wheel turned into a streamer of light, piercing the void, and the wind whistled with a breathtaking sound.

Although one of the two is in heaven and the other is on earth, the distance is not far.

The severed arm qi practitioner wanted to avoid it, but it was too late.

In a flash of lightning, the severed-arm qi practitioner gritted his teeth, regardless of the fall of his body, and controlled the flying sword under his feet, wanting to block the galloping roulette.

While!

The sword wheels collided, and the sparks exploded.

The Broken Arm Qi Practitioner was shocked, and the aura attached to his flying sword collapsed in an instant!

The flying sword is hit by the roulette wheel, loses control, and shoots back at a faster speed!

Burst!

The flying sword Qi Gen did not enter, and he was breaking the lower abdomen of the qi practitioner, where was the life gate of the qi practitioner, where the qi sea was.

The sea of qi is shattered, which is equivalent to abolishing his decades of penance.

The severed-arm qi practitioner fell from a high altitude and fell heavily to the ground, the dust rose everywhere, and a sound of bone cracking sounded in his body.

The face of the severed arm qi practitioner was pale, his mouth was foaming blood, looking at Su Zimo who was approaching step by step, endless resentment flashed in his eyes, his face became hideous, and he smiled maniacally: "You're finished! I have already informed the sect just now, and it won't be long before a foundation building monk will come and kill you! You will come down to accompany me soon, hahahaha!"

"Oh?"

Su Zimo raised his eyebrows and said, "So, there are no foundation building monks in the royal city?"

The severed arm practitioner was stunned.

"Thank you for the news, it seems that my Su Zimo's life should not be extinguished, and Yan King City can't stop me!"

Su Zimo looked indifferent, took a step forward, stepped on the head of the Qi practitioner with a broken arm, took off the person's storage bag and put it in his arms, and rushed outside.

If there were foundation building monks in the royal city, with other qi practitioners, plus the guards of the royal city and the forbidden army of the king of Yan, it would be difficult for Su Zimo to leave the king of Yan alive.

Because, there is a big difference between the foundation building monk and the qi cultivator, this is a qualitative leap, and the power that erupts is extremely strong, enough to kill Su Zimo.

But without a foundation building cultivator, even if a tenth-layer Great Perfection Qi cultivator made a move, the threat to Su Zimo would be much smaller.

"We must get out as soon as possible!"

Su Zimo said secretly in his heart.

If he delayed in the royal city for too long, when the Zhuji monks of the Huanxi Sect arrived, he would still be in a bitter battle and would not be able to escape death.

The forbidden army of King Yan lined up in a rectangular array, holding spears, and rushed forward without fear of death.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

Tens of thousands of forbidden troops roared in unison, deafening, and a huge momentum swept over, almost drowning Su Zimo.

These forbidden troops were absolutely loyal to King Yan and had a firm will, even though Su Zimo had the strong strength to kill Qi practitioners, they had no fear and no retreat.

The gaze of each forbidden army was as sharp as a sword, his expression was cold, and his killing intent was strong.

Tens of thousands of forbidden soldiers gathered together and burst out with an unshakable and powerful will, shocking their hearts!

That's the power of a nation!

Under the shroud of such a huge momentum and terrifying will, if you come as a qi practitioner, you will already be frightened and frightened before you fight.

But Su Zimo's expression remained unchanged, and the light in his eyes became more and more shining!

Su Zimo took a long breath suddenly, running the Giant Python Eclipse Sun Method, his chest bulging high, as if he was about to swallow the sun and the moon, paused slightly, and opened his mouth suddenly.

"Ahh

Su Zimo let out a long roar.

A huge air flow gushed out from Su Zimo's mouth, and the voice was loud and high-pitched, piercing the golden cracked stones, instantly covering up the shouts of tens of thousands of forbidden soldiers.

Many of the forbidden soldiers looked pained, their weapons falling and their hands covering their ears.

In the Blue Wolf Mountain Range, Su Zimo had witnessed with his own eyes that a spirit demon roared, shattering the body of a weak spirit beast.

Although his howling sound does not have that kind of lethality, it is also amazingly powerful, how can ordinary people withstand it.

"Boom!"

Su Zimo took a step, the ground trembled, the green bricks exploded, and the sand and stones splashed.

"King Yan is dead, who dares to stop me!"

At this moment, Su Zimo was like an ancient demon possessed, with a fierce aura, as if he was about to destroy the world, and almost instantly, he suppressed the momentum of tens of thousands of forbidden troops!

Many of the Yan King forbidden army were soft, their faces were pale, and their expressions were dazed, and they actually sat on the ground, and the army was in a mess, and the powerful momentum that had just been condensed was swept away, and there was a faint state of decline.

And at this moment, Su Zimo laughed loudly, looking at all directions, and the momentum was monstrous!

The puppet in the mouth of King Yan is a strong suppression of the power of a country!