Chapter 781: The Dust Has Settled

Zheng!

The golden giant sword in the hand of the Protoss Commander burst out with blazing light, and the aura of the whole person skyrocketed, and his figure flickered, heading straight for Su Zimo to kill!

Su Zimo's eyes were indifferent, he didn't dodge or dodge, he stretched out his thick and powerful arms, and grabbed it with a sharp and sharp dragon claw against the golden giant sword!

While!

The claws collided, and the sound was piercing.

Above the sword body, a series of sparks appeared!

Although the edge of the golden giant sword is strong, it can't stop cutting this hideous and terrifying claw!

The dragon claw is almost the hardest part of the dragon's body!

The sword is high and bounces.

The Protoss Commander's expression has changed drastically!

Just by fighting against each other, he could already feel that now his strength could not be shaken by Su Zimo after turning into a dragon!

You must know that Su Zimo turned into a dragon, and in his body, not only the blood of the dragon clan flowed, but also the powerful bloodline born from cultivating the secret book of the Great Wilderness Demon King!

Not only that, this time the dragon is also urged by the secret art of the human emperor.

In other words, by mistake, Su Zimo integrated many powerful means and terrifying forces together, and the power of the dragon can be imagined!

Rumble!

Su Zimo was full of momentum, bullied forward, took a step forward, and the soles of his feet landed heavily in front of the leader of the Protoss.

The earth shakes and the mountains shake!

"Aang!"

The dragon's roar resounded through the heavens and the earth, and it lasted for a long time!

Su Zimo stretched out his arm, his five fingers spread, and the huge and hideous dragon claws grabbed the head of the Protoss leader like covering the sky and the sun!

The Protoss commander gritted his teeth and put away his sword to resist.

While!

It's another hard fight!

The blood veins on the golden giant sword obviously had a lot of shocks, and the qi and blood collapsed!

The face of the Protoss Leader became even paler.

The blood of the Protoss is terrifying, the flesh is strong, and among the nine fierce clans, they are especially good at melee combat.

But under Su Zimo's hands, the Protoss Commander felt unprecedented pressure!

The two sides fought faster and faster, and I saw two figures constantly staggering in mid-air, tossing and turning, almost turning into afterimages, which could no longer be seen.

In the ears of many monks, only a terrifying collision sound was heard, which kept ringing.

Even though Su Zimo's right arm was broken and his injuries had not healed, after turning into a dragon, he had already crushed the Protoss Commander in terms of strength and speed!

What's more, he cultivated the Great Wilderness Demon King's Secret Codex, and he was almost invincible in close combat!

Once he has the upper hand, the other party has almost no possibility of reversing!

Just ten breaths.

The two have fought each other, and there have been more than 100 moves!

These more than 100 tricks are dangerous, and if you are not careful, you will be killed on the spot!

Rumble!

Another bang!

The two figures parted at the touch of a button, and each stood still.

Many monks held their breath.

Both of them were motionless, and it was impossible to tell who won and who lost.

Finally, the Protoss Commander let out a long breath, and the golden light on the golden giant sword in his hand quickly dimmed, and immediately turned into a ball of golden blood and sprinkled on the ground.

The chest of the Protoss leader gradually oozed a ball of blood, more and more, and he couldn't stop it!

His gaze gradually drifted away.

It's a sign of the end of life!

On the other side, after the Rakshasa commander was killed in Yeling Town, there were less than ten Rakshasas left, and they scattered and fled.

Seeing that Su Zimo was fine, the night spirit put his mind at ease, glanced at him, his figure flickered, and chased after the fleeing rakshasa!

Su Zimo vaguely guessed in his heart that Ye Ling's move might be worried about revealing his own secrets!

"Unfortunately, it's still a little bit worse. ”

The Protoss Commander stared at Su Zimo and said slowly, "If I can kill you, it will be a different situation at this time. ”

"Nothing, though. ”

The Protoss Commander laughed miserably and said, "I said that the era that belonged to your Terran Race has passed! Today's battle can prove this even more. ”

"Oh, in today's battle, your gods and rakshasas have all been wiped out!"

Su Zimo sneered.

"So what? You Terrans are too comfortable to have lost the fighting spirit of the past. ”

The leader of the Protoss pointed to the many monks in front of him, shook his head and smiled: "Look at you so-called Terran Tianjiao, lifeless, facing the people of my Protoss, you don't even have the courage to resist, what do you use to rule the Heavenly Desolation!"

"Su Zimo, although you won today, you are only one person! You alone can't save the entire human race!"

"What's more, look at the way you are now, all cultivators will only treat you as a demon or a foreign race, and you don't need the Protoss to avenge me, your human race's cultivation realm will not be able to tolerate you!"

Su Zimo was silent.

There are some things that the Protoss Commander is right.

Even today, he killed the Protoss in Vientiane City and saved these monks behind him, but the cultivation realm outside may not be able to accommodate him.

"You Terrans, you like infighting the most, hahahaha!"

The Protoss Leader laughed nervously, and the corners of his mouth were already dripping with blood.

The bloodline of the Protoss is terrifying and the vitality is extremely strong.

At this time, his internal organs had been shattered, and his chest had been pierced by Su Zimo's dragon claws, but he had not yet fallen, and there was still a wisp of vitality!

"You're wrong, I'm not alone. ”

Su Zimo calmly looked at the Protoss Commander and said, "The Terran cultivators are as vast as a sea of smoke, how many people like me have you seen?"

At the beginning, the Blood Raven Palace united with the four major sects of the Great Zhou Dynasty, condensing many scattered cultivators and many strong people, and attacked the Ethereal Peak in a big way, and the situation was critical.

Even the Great Zhou Dynasty did not dare to take its edge.

But someone dares!

Shura Yan Beichen!

Descending on the Ethereal Peak, the Shura Knife severely injured the Palace Master of the Blood Raven Palace!

It doesn't matter what kind of clan you are or what your origin, if you provoke me, I will behead you!

Su Zimo believes that if Yan Beichen is here, he will also make a move, and he will not retreat half a step!

At the beginning, he devoured dragon eggs in the Valley of Dragon Remains, caused a catastrophe, led out a real dragon, chased and killed the Great Zhou King City, and almost broke into a monstrous disaster.

A mysterious old man shot and repelled the real dragon alone, how strong is this!

Not to mention these people, even in this Vientiane City, in addition to him, Lin Xuanji, Little Fat Man, Ji Fairy, Ji Chengtian and others also stood up and fought to the death, guarding the last dignity of the human race!

"There is still a long way to go. ”

Su Zimo looked at the little fat man and the others, and said lightly: "Now, they may not be able to compare with your nine clans, but one day, they will be able to compete with the nine clans!"

The human race is inherently weak, but its potential is endless, and even the existence of the emperor of the ancients has been born, which is feared by ancient and modern times, and the nine fierce clans can only avoid its edge and live in a corner!

The light in the eyes of the Protoss Leader had gradually dimmed.

It didn't take long for the body of the Protoss Commander to fall down, no longer breathing.

It's all over, the dust has settled.

The hearts of many monks hanging high finally fell.

Everyone has a sense of the aftermath of the catastrophe.

It's not joy.

Looking at Su Zimo, who was covered in blood, and looking at the corpses and bones all over the city, the mood of every monk was a little complicated.

Before this, many of them were shouting and killing Su Zimo, wanting to get rid of him quickly, and besieged Xiao Fatzi, Xiao Ning and others.

And now, their lives were saved by Su Zimo.

Thinking of this, many monks were ashamed, and even a little weak-hearted.

(End of chapter)