This foundation-building monk had a full body of means, but he couldn't show it, and with a mask, he was beheaded by Su Zimo under the sword array!

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In just a few moments, the little fat man already had an extra wound on his body.

"It's okay, I'm rough and thick-skinned, big brother, be careful, don't worry about me. The little fat man didn't look back, shouted, and continued to kill.

Leng Rou did show the strength of the disciples of the Great Sect, although she did not cultivate the secret art of the sect, but with many talismans, she actually resisted the siege of the nine mid-stage foundation building cultivators!

Of course, these nine people obviously didn't use all their strength, but they just had the mentality of catching a cat and a mouse, fighting with the sword, and using some obscene words to stimulate Leng Rou.

Leng Rou was unmoved, and there was no danger for the time being.

On the other side, there were more than a dozen early foundation building monks who had already shifted their attention to Su Zimo, besieging with all their might, flying swords breaking through the air, and spiritual magic bombarding wildly.

No matter how strong the Liuhe Sword Formation was, it couldn't withstand the strength of so many foundation building cultivators, and in the blink of an eye, it was already crumbling.

"Haha!"

One of the foundation building monks laughed and said, "I want to see how long you little qi practitioner can last!"

"Roar!"

The man's laughter continued, and a black shadow suddenly appeared next to him, biting the man's throat, and blood gushed out.

However, it was the spirit tiger who waited for the opportunity to kill, and as a result, the life of a monk in the early stage of foundation building.

Although the spirit tiger is only a spirit animal, if the foundation building monk is close to it, it will also be more than lucky.

This is why Dieyue once said to Su Zimo that demon cultivators are the easiest to jump over and kill their opponents.

"Brute, you dare to go wild!"

Several foundation building monks scolded angrily, and the spiritual magic broke out, and the surrounding spiritual energy rolled and surged, smashing fiercely towards the spirit tiger.

The power of spiritual arts, with the strength of the spirit tiger, there is no way to resist it.

Su Zimo's eyes narrowed slightly, avoiding the stabbing of several flying swords, throwing out the Liuhe Sword Formation, and the last strike came first, blocking in front of the Spirit Tiger, intercepting several spiritual techniques.

Rumble!

There was a loud bang.

The spiritual technique collapsed, and Su Zimo's Liuhe Sword Formation finally couldn't support it, and it was difficult to condense and form.

Six flying swords were scattered on the ground, and the light was dim.

Linghu was very clever, and took this opportunity to quickly sneak behind Su Zimo, glaring at a pair of tiger eyes, and looking at the dozen or so foundation building monks opposite.

"Boy, the aura in your body has been depleted!" a monk in the early stage of foundation building sneered.

Since the outbreak of the war between the two sides, although the time has been short, Su Zimo has resisted too many flying swords, and the spiritual energy consumption is fierce, and there is indeed not much left at this time.

"I see how arrogant you are, give me death!"

A foundation building monk pinched the spirit trick in his hand, pointed at Su Zimo from afar, and a fist-sized fireball condensed out, rushing forward, still in mid-air, and the air had been scorched to crackle.

Su Zimo's eyes lit up, and he suddenly reached out with his palm and grabbed it towards the oncoming fireball.

"Look for death!"

A foundation building monk couldn't help but sneer secretly when he saw that Su Zimo dared to resist the spiritual magic with his bare hands.

Su Zimo slowly urged his blood veins, and a blazing thunder light flashed in his palm, dense.

"Huh?"

"What's that?"

"The power of thunder and lightning!"

The pupils of many foundation building monks constricted, and they exclaimed continuously.

Syllable!

This fireball was crushed by Su Zimo's palm, and the aura collapsed and turned into nothing.

The monk who saw this scene changed color in an uproar.

The gray-robed monk also frowned, looked at this scene in disbelief, and said to himself in confusion: "Thunder art, isn't this person a qi cultivator, but a foundation building monk?"

The gray-robed monk used his voyeurism technique to carefully probe Su Zimo's body again: "That's right, it's the ninth layer of Qi Condensation, could it be that this person has cultivated some kind of hidden realm technique?"

"No, no!"

The gray-robed monk shook his head again: "Unleashing the thunder technique, why didn't you feel the fluctuation of the aura?"

The gray-robed monk couldn't even imagine that the source of Su Zimo's thunder power came from his own bloodline!

Su Zimo's aura was indeed depleted, but the power of thunder and lightning in his bloodline was still there.

"Chirp!"

At this moment, the little crane in the sky was in danger repeatedly, and its body had been torn out by the blood-eyed crow with multiple wounds, and it let out a rapid chirp.

Although the crane seniors didn't say it, Su Zimo knew in his heart that the little crane could follow him out to break through, which was naturally the trust of the crane seniors in him.

And now seeing Xiaohe in distress, Su Zimo didn't even think about it, he burst out with all his blood, and there was a faint sound of surging waves and surging tides in his body, which shocked his heart!

In front of everyone's eyes, Su Zimo's figure suddenly skyrocketed, and his entire body swelled in a circle, bursting his green shirt, and his body was covered with thunder and lightning, crackling chaos.

Su Zimo is like a thunder god possessed, the killing intent in his eyes is condensed, and the momentum is terrifying!

"What!"

It was only at this point that the gray-robed monk's face changed drastically, and he finally realized that the situation was not right.

Su Zimo pointed at the sky, his eyes burst out with murderous intent, and he shouted softly: "Thunder!"

Click!

The first thunderclap of Ping sounded.

A blazing thunder light fell in the group of blood-eyed crows, and the electric light that meandered like a snake spread, dazzling, and pieces of blood-eyed crows were directly electrocuted and fell from mid-air, like a scene of black rain descending.

Many of the foundation building monks present were startled by this deafening thunder, and the nine foundation building monks who were besieging Leng Rou subconsciously stopped.

Leng Rou took this opportunity to take a breath, her whole body was drenched in sweat, and her aura was almost exhausted.

The little fat man took the opportunity to kill a monk in the early stage of foundation building, picked up the giant axe, and directly split this person in half, splashing blood!

The power of thunder is so strong that it almost exterminates the blood-eyed crows in mid-air!

The little crane was in good spirits, and the remaining blood-eyed crows were no longer enough to pose a threat to it.

At this moment, Su Zimo took out a long knife with a flickering cold light from the storage bag with his backhand, the cold light flickered in his eyes, stepped forward, grinned at the Zhuji monk opposite, and said, "The battle has just begun!"

With this step, he took a step two feet away, and in an instant, he came to the front of many foundation building monks.

Poof!

Su Zimo stabbed backhanded, and the two of them only felt a flower in front of them, but before they could react, the two big heads had been thrown high, and the blood column sprayed wildly.

"Ahh

The rest of the Zhuji monks turned pale with fright, exclaimed, and subconsciously retreated back.

"Can you run?"

Su Zimo chased and killed the past with a knife, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, slashing left and right, and blood flashed continuously.

Leng Rou and the little fat man were dumbfounded.

In the early days of foundation building, the monks were under Su Zimo's knife, like fish and meat, and they had no power to fight back.

Even if he sacrificed flying swords, talismans, and even spiritual arts, they were all smashed by Su Zimo with one sword!

The marrow cutting chapter is small, and Su Zimo's strength is enough to kill the early stage of foundation building, not to mention that in the Thunder Sound Valley, the Thunder Sound Washing Pulp Sutra is also integrated into it.

It's a crushing of power, and it doesn't require any skill at all.

Even the spiritual skills of the monks in the early stage of foundation building could not withstand the power of Su Zimo after the bloodline exploded!