Urban super cultivator

Chapter 354 I can kill you with one sword!

At this time, the black air that enveloped the entire Jingri Shrine dissipated.

Patriarch Jingri showed his real body.

The opponent, some are just a huge skull, not even a body.

However, the skull's eye sockets were not hollow, but two scarlet pupils the size of basketballs.

"Although the blood of these people is delicious, it still can't satisfy my needs."

A deep voice came from Patriarch Jingri's throat, "But, I can feel, Master Su, your physique is very special, and your fresh blood is also very sweet, it is definitely the most precious tonic."

A sneer appeared on Su Zhuo's face. He was an immortal cultivator with a body of sapphire. Compared with ordinary people, his body was naturally more perfect and powerful.

"You want to suck my blood, I'm afraid it's not that simple."

A slightly disdainful smile appeared on Su Zhuo's face. Today, he and Patriarch Jingri must have a life-and-death battle.

Of course, if Su Zhuo wants to find the Jiaolong Lake in the Jingri Shrine and get the blood of the Jiaolong in it, he must smash the stumbling block of Jingri Patriarch.

"You want to get my blood, you think too much."

Su Zhuo said indifferently, the powerful killing intent began to condense.

"Thinking too much? Then let you taste the power brewed by me after a thousand years of dormancy."

Patriarch Jingri laughed out loud, and smashed his huge head down.

call! !

The opponent's huge head swooped down, stirring the air between the sky and the earth, as if there was a turbulent flow.

Most of the people at the scene died.

Only people from the Huaxia Martial Arts world remained.

When they watched Patriarch Jingri's huge head slam down violently, their eyes also showed fear.

The bang of the opponent's blow contained enough power to destroy a mountain range.

Su Zhuo's eyes finally showed a trace of solemnity.

He clenched his fist tightly, and his body stretched like a longbow.

Immediately, he punched hard.

Boom! ! !

The punch that shook the world collided with the huge head of Patriarch Jingri.

There was violent turmoil in the entire space.

For this attack, Su Zhuo used the first form of "Eighteen Forms of Qianyuan".

But it was this blow that easily hit Duanmu Hongyi hard, and the moment he collided with Jingri Patriarch, apart from a slight delay in the opponent's speed, it seemed that it did not cause any damage to the opponent.

"For the past 1000 years, I have been underground, absorbing the evil spirit of the earth. You can't even imagine how powerful my only head is!!"

Ancestor Jingri's words showed deep confidence, and the speed suddenly increased, and he came towards Su Zhuo fiercely.

Su Zhuo narrowed his eyes slightly, although he was amazed at the strength of Patriarch Jingri's body, he didn't have much fear.

Although Patriarch Jingri was unexpected, as a cultivator in the realm of gods, he still has too many cards to show! !
"Second Form, Sweep Thousands of Army!!!"

"The third form, invisible transformation!!!"

"Fourth form, shake the mountain!!!"

Su Zhuo didn't stop at all, and used all the first four moves of "Eighteen Forms of Qianyuan" in one go.

Bang bang bang! ! !
The extremely dull impact sound continued to be heard.

The huge head of Patriarch Jingri let out roars. Although he was under extremely powerful attacks, he kept increasing his speed.

Whether it was the people from the Huaxia Martial Arts World at the scene or the people who were watching the live broadcast, their hearts were completely swept away by unspeakable shock.

Duanmu Hongyi was so powerful that he couldn't bear Su Zhuo's blow.

But now, in the blink of an eye, Su Zhuo has made four attacks, and each time is stronger than the last.

But Patriarch Jingri's huge head was also getting faster and faster, getting closer and closer to Su Zhuo.

However, when Su Zhuo performed the fourth form of "Eighteen Forms of Qianyuan" to shake the mountains...

Click! !
There was a crisp, ear-piercing click! !

There was an obvious gap in the incomparably huge head of Patriarch Jingri! !
Su Zhuo's attack finally worked.

However, this attack did not cause fatal damage to Patriarch Jingri.

In the end, the opponent came to attack Su Zhuo fiercely.

In desperation, Su Zhuo could only choose to dodge.

Boom! ! !

It was like a huge meteorite hitting the ground.

The entire ground suddenly shook violently as if an earthquake had occurred.

At this time, people in the Chinese martial arts world had retreated a thousand meters away.

But even a thousand meters away, the huge turbulence generated by the impact still made them feel like they were riding a roller coaster, following the ground's constant ups and downs.

This time, the impact affected a radius of dozens of kilometers. Even though the houses in the island country were relatively strong in earthquake resistance, some of them collapsed directly.

"Su Zhenren, you can dodge once, but can you dodge ten times? Today you will definitely die!!!"

In the scarlet eyes of Patriarch Jingri, hatred burst out.

Of course, there is also endless desire.

He longed for Su Zhuo's blood. If he could devour the other party's blood, it would be more effective than sucking up the blood of hundreds of people.

At this moment, even Su Zhuo felt an unspeakable shock in his heart.

He always thought that his physical strength was enough to shock him.

However, what I didn't expect was that the power of ancestor Jingri was so overbearing and powerful.

Even if he used the "Eighteen Forms of Qianyuan", he couldn't stop and seriously injure the opponent.

It seems that there is another way.

However, what Su Zhuo did first at this time was to spread out his spiritual thoughts, and spread them all the way to the cave where Lin Qingya's three daughters were.

Fortunately, the violent turmoil just now did not cause the cave to collapse, and the three women are still very safe in the magic circle.

After confirming the safety of the three women, Su Zhuo focused his attention on Patriarch Jingri.

"Roar!!"

Accompanied by an earth-shattering roar.

The huge head of Patriarch Jingri hit Su Zhuo fiercely again.

Because the head only has eyes, and the speed is as fast as a meteor, so the air flow shuttles through it, making an extremely deep and strange sound.

The eyes of everyone in the Chinese Martial Dao world were full of sincere concern.

What they care about is this young hero of China, and even more so, their savior.

After experiencing the initial shock, many netizens on the Internet started talking again.

Although Patriarch Jingri even devoured the martial arts circles of the island country, the netizens in the island country could not support Su Zhuo, and they all hoped that Patriarch Jingri would win.

At this point, there is no longer even a war of words on the Internet.

Huaxia's netizens became united and began to pray for Su Zhuo.

Seeing that the huge head of Patriarch Jingri rushed towards him again, this time, Su Zhuo did not perform the "Eighteen Forms of Qianyuan".

He still stood there indifferently, and the breath on his body didn't even fluctuate.

It's like a mountain.

But in his vast sea of ​​consciousness, the powerful divine sense was turbulent like a stormy sea.

This divine sense instantly communicated with the Chaos Nine Tribulations Sword and Sword Soul of the spatial ring.

Whoosh!
There was an incomparably clear piercing sound.

The Chaos Nine Tribulations Sword flew out like a meteor, floating in the sky behind Su Zhuo.

At this time, he can communicate with the sword soul of the Chaos Nine Tribulations Sword with his spiritual thoughts, and he can also exert the powerful power of the Chaos Nine Tribulations Sword.

"Old thief Jingri, today I can kill you with one strike of my sword!"

Su Zhuo's cold voice began to ripple in the air.

(End of this chapter)