Chapter 32: Beheading the King

"Not good!"

The qi practitioner sitting on either side of King Yan stood up with a bang, and his expression changed greatly. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Extremely dangerous!

In an instant, this seemingly weak scholar seemed to have changed into a different person, and the aura he exuded made the four qi practitioners feel terrified.

The qi practitioner was still like this, and the other people in the hall were even more unbearable, and some civil officials were directly so frightened that they sat on the ground, with feces and urine flowing sideways.

"Boom!"

Su Zimo stepped on the ground with both feet, and made a loud noise, and a huge gap opened in the ground paved with gold bricks, and the bottom was like a dark hell, exuding a gloomy and cold atmosphere.

The whole palace shook violently, and the dust fell, as if the sky was about to collapse, and the sound was terrifying!

If you don't see it with your own eyes, no one would dare to believe that the scene in front of you is the work of man.

And Su Zimo had already disappeared in place, his body was like a divine horse, rushing forward, almost in the blink of an eye, and he came to King Yan.

Hurry, too fast!

The position where Su Zimo was standing was at least ten zhang away from King Yan, but everyone only felt that there was a flower in front of them, and King Yan and Su Zimo were already close at hand.

At this time, the four qi practitioners beside King Yan had just found the spiritual weapon from the storage bag.

The reactions of both sides are completely one level worse!

It was only at this time that everyone in the hall understood the meaning of Su Zimo's words.

Although he is ten zhang away from King Yan, for Su Zimo, it is only a short distance.

Within a stone's throw of this, even if you have the power of the whole country, you can't beat a puppet!

"You, what are you going to do!"

King Yan was so frightened that his soul was scattered, his eyes were full of horror, and he subconsciously retreated.

Su Zimo's expression was cold, and he casually hit the crown on the head of King Feiyan, whose hair was scattered and embarrassed.

Su Zimo took a step forward, reached out with his palm, grabbed King Yan's hair, and picked it up stiffly!

"Ahh

King Yan screamed in pain, his scalp was almost dragged off by Su Zimo, his forehead was sweaty, and his hands and feet were cold.

"Mortal, you dare!"

"Quickly release King Yan, otherwise you will definitely die!"

Two of the four Qi Practitioners wield a flying sword, one controlled a long knife, and the last one commanded a roulette wheel with sharp edges.

Of the four spiritual weapons, only that roulette wheel has a spiritual pattern, which is a low-grade spiritual weapon, and the other three are pseudo-spiritual weapons, floating in mid-air, aiming at the vital points on Su Zimo's body, waiting for an opportunity to move.

Su Zimo turned a blind eye, dragged Yan Wang's hair and walked back a few steps, and pulled out a long knife that was placed horizontally on the shelf behind him with his backhand.

Cangchang!

The sound of the blade unsheathed resounded in the hall, and the aftermath was continuous, which was terrifying.

Su Zimo put the long knife in his hand horizontally and put it on King Yan's neck.

Yan Wang could even feel the chill brought by the blade, and in an instant, the hairs on his body stood up.

"My name is Su Zimo, you remember. Su Zimo's voice sounded, without the slightest mood swing, but it made King Yan's heart panic.

"Su Zimo, do you know that there are 100,000 people in the Wangcheng Forbidden Army plus the guards, plus the Xiuzhen Sect behind me, you can't escape with your wings!"

After all, King Yan is the king of a country, and when his life was hanging by a thread, he tried his best to calm down, forcibly suppressed his fear, and gritted his teeth and said, "Why don't I make a deal with you......"

"Huh. ”

Su Zimo smiled.

Hearing this laughter, King Yan's heart gradually sank to the bottom.

He realized that Su Zimo's killing intent had been decided!

"Whew!"

At this moment, there was a sound of a sharp weapon breaking through the air in King Yan's ears, and the speed was extremely fast.

"A qi practitioner has made a move!" King Yan was overjoyed.

As long as the qi practitioner can kill Su Zimo with a sword, he still has a chance of life.

The qi practitioner who made the shot stood behind Su Zimo, and the distance between the two was too close, less than a zhang.

This flying sword stabbed past the blind spot of Su Zimo's vision, like a streamer, and in an instant, it came to the back of Su Zimo's head.

The eyes of the other three Qi Practitioners lit up.

Seeing that this flying sword was about to pierce into the back of Su Zimo's head, Su Zimo didn't look back, as if he had long eyes behind his back, and suddenly threw out his arm to the back of his head, looking soft and collapsed, and gently rolled it on the flying sword.

"Huh?"

The qi practitioner's expression changed, and he found that he had lost control of the flying sword.

Qi practitioners' control of flying swords is to use their own aura to wrap around the flying sword, such as an arm command, which can be attacked and defended.

But how strong is the power of the Oxtongue Scroll Blade?

Under the roll, the aura on this flying sword was instantly dispersed.

Su Zimo threw it backhanded!

Burst!

The flying sword pierced through the chest of the qi practitioner, bringing out a flash of blood, which was unabated, and was fiercely inserted into the wall of the main hall, and the bloodstained sword body trembled.

The whole process is slow to say, but it is extremely fast.

From the time the qi practitioner made a move, to the time when he was pierced through the body by a sword, it took less than a breath!

The man looked stunned, his eyes full of disbelief, looked down at his bloody chest, his eyes were glazed, and he fell to the ground with a thud.

"Shhh

The remaining three qi practitioners gasped and subconsciously took a few steps back, wanting to distance themselves from Su Zimo as much as possible.

If Su Zimo's sword was thrown at one of them, no one would be able to dodge it.

The speed of that sword was completely beyond their reaction.

"Hurry up and notify Senior Brother Liu for support!"

One of the three Qi Practitioners looked terrified, hurriedly ran to the back of the main hall, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The time of these few breaths seemed to be as long as a hundred years to King Yan.

Failed!

Even the Qi Practitioner failed to make a move.

The long knife on King Yan's neck never left a single inch from beginning to end.

Su Zimo bowed his head slightly, and whispered in King Yan's ear: "Zhao Qian, do you know that the moment I stepped into the palace, you were already a dead man. I said I would kill you, and no one could save you. ”

In the empty hall, there was no sound!

It seems that everyone is stunned by the momentum of one person.

Su Zimo's voice was not loud, very light, very soft, very calm, as if he was chatting with King Yan, but everyone could feel the trembling killing intent behind this voice!

King Yan trembled with fright, his teeth collided, he stumbled, and a stream of heat flowed out of his lower body, and the smell was sky-high.

"Zhao Qian, don't be afraid, it's just a knife, no pain. ”

Su Zimo's eyes were cold, and he said word by word: "I'll send you on the road, go down and make amends to my father!"

Poof!

The blood flashed, and the big head of King Yan was cut off by Su Zimo with a knife and carried it in his hand.

King Yan stared at him until he died, his eyes were full of fear, in fact, even without Su Zimo's knife, King Yan would have been scared to death.

Scared to death!

Blood gushed out and splashed on his cheeks, and Su Zimo was unaware.

Tart tart tart!

Outside the palace, there was a dense sound of footsteps, and the forbidden army of King Yan had arrived.

Su Zimo tied King Yan's bloody head around his waist, looked around, shook the long knife in his hand, murderous, and said coldly: "King Yan is dead, whoever stops me will be killed!"