Walking out of the Tianbao Pavilion, Song Qi took out a flying sword from the storage bag, and with a tap of his fingertips, the aura was injected into it, and the flying sword floated in front of the two of them. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Song Qi could naturally see that Su Zimo was just a mortal without any aura, since he was carrying a bow and a knife on his back, he wanted to know some kung fu, and it was not a problem to jump on this flying sword.

Song Qi said: "Young Master Su, if you step on this flying sword, don't be afraid, I can protect you on it, I won't let you fall, and you will soon be able to reach Pingyang Town." ”

Su Zimo's gaze swept over Song Qi's flying sword, shook his head, and said, "Let's just go, let's go out of the city." ”

Song Qi's flying sword has no spirit pattern on it, and it is also a pseudo spirit weapon.

Su Zimo's body, the weight of the Blood Crystal Bow and the Cold Moon Knife alone is two thousand catties, and with Song Qi's seventh-layer realm of condensation, he can't carry it at all.

Su Zimo didn't break it, and the two walked out of the city quickly.

Outside the city, there were many fewer pedestrians, and Su Zimo was just about to start plowing and galloping towards Pingyang Town, but his heart moved.

"Huh, is being followed?"

Su Zimo didn't look back, it was just a mysterious induction.

Su Zimo remained silent, maintained a normal speed, and walked in the direction of Pingyang Town, Song Qi frowned, and didn't say anything.

It didn't take long for the sound of clothes breaking through the air behind the two of them, and the speed of the comer was extremely fast!

Cultivators?

Song Qi was shocked, put his palm on the storage bag, and looked back.

I saw that not far away, a monk dressed in a dark Taoist robe stepped on a flying sword and was galloping, his killing intent flashed in his eyes, and it was obvious that the person who came was not good!

Eight layers of condensation!

Song Qi let out a low snort, and hurriedly pulled Su Zimo to the side, praying in his heart that this person just happened to pass by.

In the blink of an eye, the Xuanpao Qi Practitioner came to the two of them, jumped down from the flying sword, smiled coldly at Song Qi, and said, "Fellow Daoists, it's better to get out of the way, don't be nosy, I have an enmity with this person." ”

Song Qi glanced at Su Zimo and found that the latter was expressionless, and he didn't know if he was stupid or what, he didn't know that he was afraid.

Song Qi clenched his fists and said: "Daoyou said that it was funny, my friend is just a mortal, what kind of grudge can he have with Daoyou." ”

"Buzz!"

The Xuanrobe Qi Practitioner's fingertips tapped the flying sword, and a spiritual light flashed on it, and the sword qi was great.

Inferior Spiritual Weapon!

Song Qi's palms were sweating, the other party's cultivation realm was already one level higher than him, and he also had a low-grade spiritual weapon in his body, once he fought, he had no chance of winning.

"If you don't know how to be interested, don't blame me for being ruthless!" said the Xuanpao Qi Practitioner in a cold voice.

"Master Su, run away!"

Song Qi said quickly in Su Zimo's ear, slapped the storage bag with his palm, and a flying sword fell into his palm.

"Hurry!"

Song Qi controlled the flying sword and struck first, intending to seize the opportunity.

The flying sword turned into a streamer of light, and galloped towards the Xuanpao Qi Practitioner, and in the blink of an eye, it was already close.

"It's just a pseudo-spiritual weapon, and you dare to be arrogant in front of me!"

The Xuanpao Qi Practitioner snorted coldly, not in a hurry, his fingers moved forward, and the flying sword in his hand had already shot out, slamming into Song Qi's flying sword.

Twin swords collide and sparks shoot out!

Song Qi's flying sword was obviously not enough, and it was almost blown away.

The body of the qi practitioner is weak, and it is extremely dangerous to fight, and if he is not careful, he will be stabbed by the opponent's spiritual weapon, and he will have no chance of survival.

After just a few rounds, Song Qi completely fell into the disadvantage and could only defend passively.

Fortunately, Song Qi's expression was calm, and he tried his best to maneuver with the other party, and the flying sword flew and circled around him, and the defense did not leak.

Su Zimo saw the whole process in his eyes and nodded secretly.

In this case, Song Qi could leave on his own, after all, he had already obtained a thousand lower-grade spirit stones, and there was no need to put himself in danger for being a mortal.

And now, Song Qi knew that he was invincible, but he did not leave independently, proving that this person kept his promise, the Su family asked him to protect him, and Su Zimo could rest assured.

Song Qi and the Xuanpao Qi Practitioner were still fighting, and the battle was becoming more and more intense.

After all, the two of them are one realm apart in cultivation, and the level of spiritual weapons is one level apart.

It didn't take long for Song Qi to gradually show his defeat, and the flying sword did not run as smoothly as it did at the beginning, obviously due to the intense consumption of spiritual energy and the lack of physical strength.

At this moment, Su Zimo suddenly asked, "Why did you want to kill me?"

The Xuanpao Qi Practitioner felt that he had already controlled the situation, so he glanced at Su Zimo, and said gloomily: "Today I also told you to die, a mortal, there is actually a Heavenly Treasure Order in your body, this is the reason why you died!"

In a hurry, Song Qi glanced back and found that Su Zimo was still standing in place, and couldn't help but feel anxious, and said loudly: "Why don't you leave yet?"

Swish!

Song Qi was slightly distracted, and the opponent's flying sword took advantage of the weakness to enter and stabbed head-on, and the cold was overwhelming!

At this time, it was too late to turn the flying sword, and in a panic, Song Qi quickly rolled on the ground regardless of his face, and escaped, but his body was covered with dust and embarrassed.

Su Zimo smiled and didn't respond.

Song Qi felt a burst of helplessness in his heart, gritted his teeth and said: "I am not this person's opponent, Su Gongzi, you leave quickly, it will be too late!"

"No one can leave today!"

The Xuanpao Qi Practitioner shouted, and the speed of the flying sword attack accelerated, constantly impacting Song Qi's defense, and the sound of Jin Ge colliding came and went.

At this moment, the two people who were fighting heard a faint sigh.

"yes, today, you can't leave ......"

Both Song Qi and the Xuanpao Qi Practitioner were a little stunned, and before they understood what Su Zimo meant by this, they caught a glimpse of a terrifying scene out of the corner of their eyes!

Su Zimo was four feet away from the battlefield.

But in just two or three steps, Su Zimo had already rushed to the front, and the fierce light in his eyes was revealed, like a devouring beast, exuding a cold killing intent all over his body!

Not to mention the Xuanpao Qi Practitioner who was targeted by Su Zimo, even Song Qi on the side had a feeling of shock.

"Not good!"

The Xuanpao Qi Practitioner chuckled in his heart, and while retreating, he controlled the flying sword, wanting to turn the sword body and kill Su Zimo.

But the movements of the Xuanpao Qi Practitioner were too slow, and they were full of loopholes in Su Zimo's eyes.

Su Zimo's expression was cold, and he pulled out the Cold Moon Knife on his waist with his backhand and swiped it forward.

The silver sword flashed, piercing the eyes.

Burst!

A big head flew high, its neck as smooth as a mirror, and blood gushed out.

Song Qi opened his mouth slightly, his mind was in chaos, and he looked at this scene in a daze, and he couldn't slow down for a while.

He's dead.

An eighth-layer qi practitioner was killed with a knife like this!

Luck, luck, carelessness?

"Good knives. ”

Su Zimo looked at the Cold Moon Knife that was not stained with a single trace of blood, praised it, and inserted it back into the scabbard with his backhand.

Song Qi's throat moved, and he couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

What kind of person would be so calm after killing an eighth-layer qi cultivator?

In Song Qi's eyes, Su Zimo suddenly became mysterious, and he was like a weak scholar who knew before.

Song Qi couldn't help but recall the scene that had just happened, the more he thought about it, the more scared he became, and unconsciously, he was scared into a cold sweat.

He was horrified to find that if Su Zimo slashed at him, he wouldn't be able to dodge!

Su Zimo took off the storage bag on the waist of the Xuanrobe Qi Practitioner, didn't look at it, threw it to Song Qi, and said, "You take it." ”

"This, this, this I can't want. For some reason, in the face of Su Zimo, Song Qi became a little nervous.

Su Zimo smiled and said, "Put it away and cultivate to the eighth layer of condensation as soon as possible." ”

Seeing Su Zimo's smile, as if the weak scholar had come back again, Song Qi's expression eased slightly, his pressure dropped sharply, and he no longer shirked, and put away the storage bag.

Su Zimo said again: "You control the flying sword with all your strength and rush to Pingyang Town." ”

Song Qi responded, and was about to ask, where are you going, but he found that Su Zimo had disappeared in place, his legs were thrown away, and he was two feet away in one step, and the speed was extremely fast!

It was only at this moment that Song Qi realized that he was not an employer......

Song Qi hurriedly took off his sword and chased after Su Zimo.