One of the main monks smiled, "I want to see when you gas monks can do it!"

"Huh!"

The man laughed, and suddenly burst out of the dark shadows, biting his throat, blood spurting out.

However, it was this spiritual tiger that waited for the opportunity to kill and lead to the life of a monk in the early days of the construction of the house.

Although the Spirit Tiger is only a spirit animal, it is also fierce and unlucky if the basic monk is close to him.

That's why Butterfly Moon had a stolen attack on Suko, a demon practitioner who is most likely to cross the line and kill their opponents.

"Beast, you dare to go crazy too!"

A few basic monks scolded, blew up the spirit, and the surrounding aura rolled and surged, slamming the tiger soul.

The power of spiritual magic, with the power of the spiritual tiger is irresistible.

Su Zi squinted, avoided the stabbing of a few flying knives, threw out the sword formation, and then arrived first, blocking in front of the elven tiger and intercepting several elves.

Bang!

There was a loud bang.

With a mental breakdown, Suzi's sword formation was ultimately unable to support, no matter how difficult it was to condense and form.

Six flying swords were scattered on the ground, dimly lit.

The clever tiger took this opportunity to sneak behind Su Zi, staring at a pair of tiger eyes, maliciously looking at the opposite side of a dozen base monks.

"Child, your aura has dried up!" a monk who had just become a monk sneered.

Due to the war between the two sides, although the time was very short, Su Zi resisted too many flying swords, and the consumption of spiritual energy was very intense, and there was really not much left at this time.

"I know how arrogant you are, die for me!"

A basic monk squeezed his hand and pointed at Suzi from afar. A fist-sized fireball huddled up and rushed out, still in mid-air, burning in the air.

Su Zimo's eyes lit up, and he suddenly stretched out his palm and caught it on the fireball head.

"Dead!"

A self-cultivation monk couldn't help but secretly laugh when he saw that Su Zi dared to resist the spirit with his bare hands.

Su Zimo slowly urged the blood, but there was a thunderous roar flashing in his palm, dense numbness.

"Huh?"

"What's that?"

"The power of lightning!"

Many of the Foundation's monks and students cheered.

Father!

The fireball was crushed by Su Zimo, and the aura collapsed and became invisible.

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

The gray-robed monk frowned, looked at the scene in disbelief, and said to himself in confusion: "Thunder?"

The gray-robed monk carefully studied Su Zi with a voyeuristic method: "Yes, this is a nine-layer condensate water, is this person practicing some kind of secret realm?"

"No, no!"

The gray-robed monk shook his head again: "Thunder, how can you not feel the fluctuation of aura?"

The monk in the gray robe couldn't even think of breaking his head, and Su Zi Morey's power supply was all flowing out of his own blood!

Suzi's aura had indeed dried up, but the power of lightning in his blood was still there.

"Tweet!"

At this time, the big crane in the sky was repeatedly in danger, and its body had been torn out by the blood-eyed crow with many wounds, and it let out a sudden cry.

Although the crane's predecessors have not been, Su Zimu knows in his heart that the crane can follow him and rush out, of course, it is the crane seniors' trust in him.

Now when I saw He in trouble, Suzi didn't think about it. He did his best to burst the pulse of blood. There was a turbulent wave in the body, and the sound of the tide surging shook the heart.

In front of everyone's eyes, Su Zi's figure suddenly soared, and his whole body spread out in a circle, supporting the torn green shirt, covered with lightning and crackling chaos.

Su Zimo is like the possession of the thunder god, his eyes are ready to kill, and his momentum is terrifying!

"What!"

Before that, the gray-robed monk's face changed a lot, and he finally realized that the situation was not right.

Su Zimo pointed to the air, his eyes rushed out of Moran to kill the machine, and he took a sip gently: "Thunder!"

Click!

The first thunder exploded.

There was a thunderclap in the blood-eyed crow flock, and the snake-like electric light spread, dazzling, and a blood-eyed crow was directly electrocuted and fell from the sky, like a black rain.

Many of the Foundation monks present were startled by the deafening thunder and besieged the cold and soft nine grassroots monks in their subconscious Zheng

Leng Soft seized this opportunity, took a breath, sweated all over, and looked almost exhausted.

The fat man took this opportunity to kill a monk at the beginning of the foundation building, brandished an axe, and split him in half, covered in blood!

The thunder was so powerful that it almost destroyed the blood-eyed crow in mid-air!

The spirit of the crane is so strong, and the remaining blood-eyed crows are no longer enough to pose a threat to it.

At this time, Su Zi took out a long knife from the storage bag with his backhand and flashed with cold light, his eyes flashed with cold light, took a step forward, and smiled at the monk of Shiji Temple opposite: "The battle, it has just begun!"

At this step, he walked two feet, and in an instant he came to many monks who were building foundations.

Plop! Plop!

Su Zimo stabbed backhanded, and the two of them only felt that there was a flower in front of them, but before they could react, both heads were thrown high, and the blood column splashed wildly.

"Ahh

The rest of the monks who built the base turned pale with fear, screamed, and subconsciously went behind.

"Can you run?"

Su Zi took a knife and killed it, like a tiger entering a flock, chopping left and right, and the blood kept flashing.

People who are cold, soft and fat are stupid.

As soon as the fund began, the monks were under Suzi's knife, like fish and meat, and did not fight back.

Even if the sword was sacrificed, this symbol, even the spirit, was chopped by Su Zimo!

The article on cutting the pulp, Su Zimo's power is enough to strangle the early foundation, not to mention in the Thunder Yin Valley, it has also become the meridian of the Thunder Yin marrow.

It's a hard squeeze that doesn't require any skills at all.

After Su Zimo's bloodline exploded, even the spiritual skills that the monks had established in the early days were not worth the strength!

Watching Suzi kill people, no one can stop it. The gray-robed monk finally couldn't stop. He drank a large glass and blew up the late stage of the foundation with all his might, took out a Chinese flying sword, went straight to Su Zi's vest, and stabbed it off!

The two spiritual lines on the sword body were dazzling, scattered with mysterious brilliance, and cold.

This sword is very fast, and for a cold and soft, fat person, can not leave the whole body.

And Su Zimo cut a person, as if he had eyes on the back of his head, and he didn't look back, which was enough to see the ground, pass directly through Zhang Xu, and avoid this deadly sword!

As expected, the gray monk in the robe looked exactly the same here.

He saw that Su Zi was a physical cultivator, he was very good at it, and it was unrealistic to beat him in a few movements.

"Everybody takes a step back and tries to distance themselves as much as possible. ”

When the gray-robed monk swung his sword on the remote control, he kept chasing Su Zi and shouted: "If it doesn't work, try to keep the sword empty, don't get close to this person!"

Suzi suddenly laughed, walked away with her legs, and walked forward with a thud, revealing the appearance of the foal passing through the gap, leaving a series of shadows. ？

"Tempting!"

Su Zimo suddenly stretched out his palm, and a thunderous sound erupted in his palm, and the eyes of the person in front of him lit up, and the thunder was rolling and deafening.

Thunder and chaos are thunder tricks in the thunder formula.

Thunder and lightning is an art of killing and cutting, not lethal, covering a large area.

And the sense of temptation is a kind of auxiliary spirit, which is almost lethal.

Instantly explode with the power of lightning to confuse the opponent's five senses, mainly to protect the opponent's hearing and vision.

Many of the grassroots monks on the opposite side only felt that there was a flower in front of them, and the roar in their ears kept ringing, and the rest of the sound continued.

The next minute, Suzi was killed near the front line.

In the melee, no one was Su Zi's opponent, blood continued to flash, and in the blink of an eye, several grassroots monks on the opposite side had already arrived at the scene!

In this war, out of more than 30 monks who built the foundations, the early monks died!

At this moment, there was an exclamation in the cold, soft air, and the symbol protecting the body was shattered.

Then, the cold and soft palm slapped the stomach heavily, fell out, spat out a mouthful of blood, and the face turned even paler.

The fat man's shoulder blades were pierced by a flying sword and he fell to the ground.

But the gray-robed monk was waiting for the opportunity to shoot, although there were no mountains and two lives, but the thin fat man and the cold and soft man were obviously unable to fight anymore.

The gray monk in the robe was very smart. He saw that the strength of the monks in the early days of Jiji had not been able to suppress Suzi, so he shot for the first time to solve the problem of fat man and cold softness.

In this way, the gray-robed monks could rearrange themselves and work with the nine mid-stage monks of Jiji to do everything they could to besiege Su Zimo!

Suzi stood in front of this cold, soft, and fat man, with a knife stuck in his chest, and his eyes were full of bitterness. In the face of ten basic monks in gray robes, he had no intention of timidity and fear!

Looking at Su Zimo's back, that cold and soft heart was a little complicated.

Subsequently, Fat Man, Yang Rong, Guan Jin, and Su Zi were not eligible to participate.

But if it weren't for Suzi, she and that fat man would have died a long time ago.

This fat man is also sentimental.

He originally wanted Su Zimo to come out and relax, but he didn't expect to encounter this kind of thing, the two brothers unfortunately died, and he and Leng Ruan were also deeply hurt, and they couldn't help it.

"The emperors were suppressed by flying swords and symbols, waiting for the opportunity to burst out and seriously hurt this person!"

The gray robes were very decisive, and the nine mid-term monks under Lu Xun's command, each standing in one direction, unfurled one after the other.

Pounce, pounce, pounce!

Throwing knives flew from the air, mixed with many symbols.

Su Zimo's eyes squinted slightly, his hands clenched the cold moon knife, roared, opened his arms, and slashed left and right.

However, all the long swords, symbols, and even the spirit of the monks who sacrificed themselves in the middle of the Foundation, Suzi was able to fight with his blood without falling on Feng Zheng

But the gray-robed monk was later on the foundation.

Suzi's pulping article is just, even if it is fused with the thunder and pulp washing meridians, the strength is not as good as the original.

If it is a pair, Su Zi can rely on a lot of skills to quickly pull out the distance between the two people, and then cut the gray-robed monk under the knife.

Now, the nine mid-stage monks, as the helpers of the gray robe, with the cooperation of Shi Rao, actually confined Su Zimo to the original place.

It's not that Su Zimo can't break through.

But as soon as Suzi leaves, the cold, soft, and fat man behind him will be killed on the spot.