Zhu Yue shook his head, as if he wanted to expel this feeling from his mind.

He looked at Su Zimo again.

The minions and edges that Fang just felt disappeared, and the person on the other side was just riding quietly on the back of the golden lion, looking like he was still the weak scholar.

It seems that a gust of wind can blow it down.

"The identity of the Sword Formation Master, is it your hole card and dependence?"

Zhu Yue raised his head slightly, his eyes were hideous, and he said slowly: "Let me tell you, in this ancient battlefield, only monks who have cultivated the Jindan Vision can protect themselves! Only those who have climbed the Vision List can be regarded as Tianjiao!"

Before the words fell, the Jin Dan in Zhu Yue's body had already begun to run wildly.

The spiritual power in Zhu Yue's body is majestic and majestic, and the cultivation realm has obviously reached the Great Perfection of the Jindan Realm!

"Your sword array and spiritual arts, in the face of the power of vision, are simply vulnerable!"

Zhu Yueyan's killing intent was almost condensed into substance, and he said word by word: "If you don't let me, I will kill you first!"

Rumble!

Before the words fell, there was a sudden violent vibration on the ground.

Su Zimo jumped down from the back of the golden lion and stomped heavily on the ground, the whole person was like an arrow, shooting towards Zhu Yuejin!

Where he left, a deep footprint appeared, and the cracks spread in all directions!

It's so fast!

Everyone only felt that Su Zimo had disappeared in place.

Hiss!

Zhu Yue was shocked and changed color.

In the void in front of him, there was a palpitating fluctuation, and a terrifying aura rushed to his face, almost suffocating him!

Airplanes!

I wish the stars on the Taoist robe to be bright and burst out with Taoist light.

But this light has no effect on the person who comes!

"Southern Dipper ......"

Zhu Yue roared.

The voice stopped abruptly.

Su Zimo had already come to the front, and in an instant, he directly stretched out his arm, opened his five fingers, grabbed his throat, and lifted him up from the spot!

Not to mention the sound, Zhu Yue can't even breathe.

Zhu Yue's Jindan vision has died before it has been released!

Su Zimo's eyes were cold, pinching Zhu Yue's throat and shaking it from side to side.

In Zhu Yue's body, there was a strange sound, squeaking, crackling.

Zhu Yue's expression was painful, and he felt that the bones in his body were about to fall apart, his qi, blood, and spiritual power were all scattered, and he no longer had any strength.

The flying sword that he had just taken out of the storage bag couldn't hold it and fell to the ground.

The whole process, but in a blink of an eye.

Everyone was stunned on the spot, dumbfounded.

In the hearts of everyone, although Su Zimo's sword array and spiritual skills are powerful, as Zhu Yue said, the sword array spiritual skills are no match for Jindan visions after all!

No one expected that the battle between the two would end like this.

No one expected that Zhu Yue would lose so quickly and so miserably!

Zhu Yue's tall body, in Su Zimo's palm, looked like a little chicken, his legs were kicking in the air, struggling weakly.

Even the golden lion was frightened.

In its heart, it is inevitable that the more I wish to lose.

But it didn't expect that this Zhu Yue didn't even let out a fart, and he was restrained!

What frightened him even more was the outburst of Su Zimo!

The distance between the two is ten zhang away!

Even if it bursts out of bloodline and rushes with all its strength to kill, it will definitely not be able to reach such a speed!

Su Zimo's strength, in the heart of the golden lion, has once again improved to a higher level.

"You're right, the Jindan vision can be called the ultimate in spiritual arts, and it is indeed the strongest means of the Jindan real person. ”

Su Zimo looked at Zhu Yue's flushed face, and said with a slight smile: "However, the premise is that you can release it." ”

"Ho Ho ......"

Zhu Yue couldn't speak at all, and tried his best, but he only made a strange sound.

"Let go of Senior Brother Zhu!"

"Su Daoyou, let it go quickly, otherwise don't blame us for being polite!"

The people of the Nandou faction sacrificed their spiritual weapons one after another and scolded loudly.

"Huh?"

Su Zimo grabbed Zhu Yue's throat, turned slightly, his eyes were like knives, and he slashed across the faces of everyone in the Nandou Sect, and asked faintly, "You want to do something to me?"

Everyone trembled, and they didn't dare to look at them at all!

Some people were even more unbearable, and when they were looked at by Su Zimo, they only felt cold all over their bodies, and subconsciously took half a step back, and their bodies were trembling slightly.

"Don't!"

Tang Shiyun was shocked.

Su Zimo's gaze is too familiar to her.

In that battle just now, when Su Zimo looked at those ancient relics, he had this kind of look!

This is the look in his eyes that is about to kill!

Tang Shiyun came to the people of the Nandou Sect and said in a deep voice: "You all put away your weapons for me!" Have you forgotten that if it weren't for Su Daoyou, we would be dead now!"

"Just out of danger, your sword soldiers are going to point to their saviors?"

The people of the Nandou faction looked at each other, looked ashamed, did not dare to answer, and hurriedly put the spirit weapon back.

Seeing this scene, Su Zimo's eyebrows subsided a little.

Just now, he did kill him!

Everyone in the Nandou Sect has completely forgotten that all their lives were saved by him!

If I can save you, I can kill you!

Tang Shiyun hurriedly ran to Su Zimo and said, "Su Daoyou, they are also anxious and impulsive, you must not take it to heart." ”

Su Zimo didn't say anything, and he didn't say anything.

But Tang Shiyun clearly saw that Su Zimo's terrifying eyes had gradually receded until they disappeared.

"Su Daoyou, I beg you to spare Senior Brother's life. ”

Tang Shiyun said: "Although Senior Brother Zhu is wrong, after all, he wants to make a move on you because his loved ones have fallen and his emotions are out of control." ”

In fact, this is also the reason why Su Zimo did not immediately kill Zhu Yue.

He himself had just experienced the grief of the loss of a loved one, and he could naturally relate to this feeling.

Otherwise, just because Zhu Yue had killed him, he would have crushed Zhu Yue's throat a long time ago, how could he have spared his life until now.

Zhu Yue's face had begun to turn purple, his eyes bulged, and his tongue stretched out.

His consciousness was a little blurred.

"Su Daoyou, thank you for saving the lives of everyone in my Nandou faction, and please spare Senior Brother Zhu's life. He was wrong, but he didn't die. ”

As Tang Shiyun spoke, he was about to bow down and said, "I, Tang Shiyun, hereby promise that in the future, in the ancient battlefield, if anything happens, my Nandou faction will do my best to help Su Daoyou!"

Tang Shiyun's expression was sincere, and Su Zimo could naturally feel it.

What's more, he didn't plan to kill Zhu Yue, but just wanted to punish Zhu Yue.

"It doesn't have to be that way. ”

Su Zimo waved the sleeves of his robe and did not let Tang Shiyun kneel down.

At the same time, he released his palm.

Zhu Yue collapsed weakly on the ground, breathing heavily, almost greedily, and making a 'hissing' sound from the depths of his throat, as if he wanted to suck in all the air in this heaven and earth.

Tang Shiyun was overjoyed.

The people of the Nandou faction also breathed a sigh of relief and rushed up.

Someone went to take care of Zhu Yue, and someone bowed deeply to Su Zimo and said, "Thank you Su Daoyou." ”

(End of chapter)