CHAPTER XLII

In the wind and snow, Su Zimo ran all the way in the direction of the Blue Wolf Mountain Range, walking faster and faster, his eyes were clear and his gaze was firm. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

In the past half a month, Su Zimo has barely closed his eyes.

Coupled with a fierce battle in Wangcheng, Su Zimo is now physically and mentally exhausted, even though he has the essence sealed by the Red Flame Fruit in his body, but the mental exhaustion is difficult to resolve.

The next big battle is the real test for him.

A test of life and death!

If Su Zimo was an ordinary qi practitioner, he would definitely die if he went.

But Su Zimo's cultivation of the Twelve Demon Kings of the Great Wilderness is not without a chance of winning.

In Su Zimo's mind, Dieyue's words kept echoing.

"Demon cultivators are the easiest to jump over and kill their opponents. Although your current strength is far inferior to that of the Foundation Cultivator, if you can get close, you still have a chance to kill you on the spot!"

The power of close combat is Su Zimo's greatest reliance.

However, the most difficult thing is that the monks of the Huanxi Sect have already learned his melee power, and if they are prepared in advance, they will never give him too many chances!

As for what means the foundation building monk had, Su Zimo didn't know anything.

Is it just manipulating spiritual weapons?

I'm afraid, it's not that simple.

Su Zimo galloped with all his might, and soon arrived at the Blue Wolf Mountain Range.

Cultivators are in a hurry unlike ordinary people, they are flying in the air, and if they want to reach Pingyang Town at the fastest speed and the shortest distance, they will inevitably pass over the sky above the Blue Wolf Mountain Range.

Su Zimo is going to wait here and snipe the monk of the Huanxi Sect!

Returning to the Blue Wolf Mountain Range, Su Zimo felt an indescribable sense of intimacy in his heart.

This is his main battlefield!

Found a towering ancient tree, Su Zimo used both hands and feet, and climbed up in three strokes, which was even more sensitive than an ape.

Only at a high place can you detect suspicious movements at the first time, so as to grasp the initiative.

In this big battle, Su Zimo must think of every detail before it is possible to reverse the situation and kill a trace of vitality!

Su Zimo sat on the ancient tree, the Cold Moon Knife was placed horizontally in front of his lap, holding the Blood Crystal Bow in his hand, and his eyes were closed.

It was his last chance to rest.

The snow is getting heavier and heavier.

One after another, overwhelming.

The Blue Wolf Mountain Range seems to be covered with a layer of white veil, crystal clear and beautiful.

The Blood Crystal Bow and the Cold Moon Knife were covered with snowflakes, and they could no longer be seen in their original appearance.

While resting, Su Zimo was running the breathing and breathing method of the Twelve Demon Kings of the Great Wilderness, the heat in his body was billowing, and a steaming white mist was emitted above his head.

Although Su Zimo's body was hot, his heart became colder and colder, and his whole person exuded a cold murderous intent, permeating every corner of the Blue Wolf Mountain Range.

Suddenly!

Su Zimo opened his eyes and looked into the distance.

In the distance in the jungle, a flock of birds seemed to be frightened, flapping their wings into the air and making a rapid chirp.

Here it comes!

At this time, only an hour had passed since Su Zimo arrived at the Blue Wolf Mountain Range!

Su Zimo's body moved, slipped from the ancient tree, and landed silently on the snow, and with his backhand, he pulled out the only five sharp arrows left in the quiver, all of them were on the string, and sneaked away in the direction of that side.

......

The spirit boat is the most common flying spirit weapon in the cultivation realm, it is stable, fast, and can carry many people.

Just now, a spirit boat of the Huanxi Sect entered the sky above the Blue Wolf Mountain Range and galloped through.

On the spirit boat, there are about more than 100 people, most of them are qi practitioners of the eighth layer, the ninth layer and even the Great Perfection, the first five people are all elders of the Huanxi Sect, four of them are in the early stage of foundation building, and the last person is in the middle stage of foundation building.

In the Huanxi Sect, only by becoming a foundation building monk can one be crowned as an elder.

This time, in order to hunt down Su Zimo, Huanxi Sect dispatched almost half of the sect's strength, which shows that Huanxi Sect attaches great importance to this matter.

If the opponent is a cultivator, even if it is a qi practitioner, the Huanxi Sect will be jealous, for fear of provoking the power of the sect behind the cultivator.

After all, the Huanxi Sect is only a small sect, otherwise it would not be attached to the Yan Kingdom, one of the vassal states.

But Su Zimo is just a mortal, relying on his physical strength and knowing some horizontal kung fu, he can provoke the Xiuzhen Sect?

If Su Zimo is immortal, if the Su family is not destroyed, the Huanxi Sect will become a laughing stock in the cultivation world in the future.

"Elder Chen, this Su Zimo's melee strength is a little terrifying, our senior brothers don't dare to step forward at all, Elder, you also have to be careful, don't be close to him. A qi practitioner next to him smiled flatteringly, wanting to remind him kindly.

Unexpectedly, Elder Chen's face sank, and he snorted lightly, "Can a Qi Cultivator be the same as a Foundation Building Cultivator?"

Another elder sneered: "Not to mention in front of us, that Su Zimo can't get close at all, even if he is allowed to get close, he won't be able to hurt us!"

"Yes, yes, what Elder Gao said is extremely true. The qi practitioner looked sneered and said with a smile.

This qi practitioner seemed to think of something, his expression hesitated, and he stopped talking.

"Say whatever you want. The only mid-foundation monk said lightly.

This qi practitioner looked frightened, seemed to have palpitations, and said: "Elder Qian, this son has a blood-colored big bow, and the arrows he shoots are extremely powerful and fast, although the accuracy is a little worse, but if the distance is close, the lethality is also very terrifying, several elders should be careful." ā€

"Huh. ā€

Elder Qian smiled, a hint of sarcasm flashed in his eyes, and he didn't speak.

Elder Gao laughed and said, "You are just a bunch of waste, as qi practitioners, you were actually scared like this by mortal bows and arrows, which really made the sect lose face." Meet this son in a moment, and let him shoot arrows, and see how I can break this son's sharp arrows!"

Just as Elder Gao's laughter had not fallen, behind an ancient tree not far in front of the Spirit Boat, a figure suddenly flashed, holding a blood-colored bow.

The bow is like a full moon, and the arrow is wound.

"Huh, there's a murderous aura!"

Elder Qian was originally sitting cross-legged on the spirit boat, but suddenly his heart was shocked, his palm slapped on the storage bag, and a talisman fell into his palm, directly crushed it, and at the same time said loudly: "Be careful!"

"Whew!"

The sound of sharp arrows breaking through the air sounded.

The cold light on the five sharp arrows flickered, and almost instantly, they had already shot in front of the many cultivators of the Huanxi Sect.

The five elders of the Joy Sect bore the brunt of the attack.

Elder Chen reacted extremely quickly, and almost at the same time that Elder Qian crushed the talisman, he also crushed a talisman, and a layer of shining light appeared on his body.

The other two elders directly sacrificed their flying swords and placed them in front of them.

Only Elder Gao was laughing wantonly, his reaction was a little slower, and a flash of consternation flashed in his eyes.

A little cold light widened in Elder Gao's pupils.

Burst!

A jet-black light directly submerged into his chest, and came out through his body, and blood burst out on Elder Gao's body!

Although this arrow did not hit the heart, the terrifying power carried by the sharp arrow instantly tore the wound and destroyed all the vitality in Elder Gao's body!

Elder Gao stood motionless on the spirit boat, blood was pouring from his chest, blood was spurting from his mouth, his eyes were a little confused and regretful, and he muttered softly: "It's so fast...... ......"

Monk Tsuki, Fall!