Eternal Sacred King

Chapter 1100: Cut Red Tiger!

Qun Xiu was stunned and lost his voice at the same time!

The expression of the Red Tiger Taoist stiffened instantly on his face, his eyes exuding incredible colors.

Su Zimo's question rang loudly in his mind.

What do you want to do?

There is chaos in the minds of Red Tigers.

Yeah, what does he want to do?

He burst out with all his powers, even at the expense of Su Zimo's mana sword gas, in order to rush over, draw closer, and fight with him!

But now, between the two, it's just a stone's throw away.

His thick-backed sword was held firmly by a palm that looked fair and delicate, unable to move!

He is the perfect Taoist weapon!

Blowing hair and cutting hair, cutting iron like mud, I am afraid that it can not depict the sharpness of this thick-backed knife!

But such magic weapon was pinched by the monk in front of him!

Not pinching the blade, but pinching the chilling blade!

What does he want to do?

What can he do?

His plans, his analysis, and the many backhand cards he is about to explode at the moment, seem so ridiculous.

Chihudao people don't understand.

The Emperor's half-ancestors took the shot to abolish this person's body.

How can this person's physical body resist the sharp edge of the perfect Taoist weapon?

The most terrible thing is that his thick-backed knife can't even scratch this person's skin!

No one in the Red Tigers could think of Su Zimo's real body, although in terms of blood and strength, he could not defeat the real body of the Dragon race.

However, the hardness of this Qinglian real body is not weak at all!

You should know that Liupincao Qinglian can shoulder the a priori monarch weapon before breaking it.

And Su Zimo's skin is shaped with lotus leaves, let alone a perfect Taoist magic weapon, even if it is an innate Taoist magic weapon, he will not hurt him!

The Red Tiger Taoist originally thought that the former evildoer had already fallen to the altar, and he had to step on it.

But it was not until this moment that he realized that the once eternal evil spirit was still at its peak and high above him, and he could not even touch the other person's clothes!

"Just because of this broken copper and iron, also want to hurt me?"

Su Zimo's eyes were magnificent, and his fingers were hard.

Just hearing a click, Shi Po was shocked!

Su Zimo actually grasped the blade with his bare hands.

The five radiant rays of light on the thick-backed sword faded instantly.

A perfect Taoist magic weapon was discarded by Su Zimo with his bare hands under the eyes of everyone!

The crackling sounded, and the monks present were stunned, and the heart paused for a while, and they forgot to breathe for a while.

The monks of the Three Dynasties looked at Su Zimo's eyes, showing endless fear!

This person has completely exceeded their cognition!

This scene once again awakened their long-lost, almost forgotten memories.

They finally realized who they were facing!

This is the horrible existence that once killed eight apprentices in the preaching place!

The countless arrogance and evil spirits that died in the hands of this man.

Compared with those arrogant evils, they are insignificant!

The Red Tigers swallowed, panicked, and began to recede.

In front of Su Zimo, he didn't even dare to make too much movement, just step by step, moving backward slowly!

He rushed in front of Su Zimo, and it took him less than three breaths.

But just three steps back, it seems as if a century has passed!

He has been frightened!

Su Zimo looked at the trembling Red Tiger Taoist, shook his head, and smiled gently: "It's late now ..."

Huh!

A light flashed.

Su Zimo has disappeared in place.

The pupils of Chihudao suddenly contracted and exerted strength on both feet.

Su Zimo grasped the broken blade of the thick-backed knife, and made a fierce stroke on the throat of the Red Tiger Taoist!

laugh!

Blood Mist Gushing!

Su Zimo's body disappeared again, and he had already avoided it.

The Red Tiger Taoist stared at his eyes, his pace was sloppy, and his pedaling backwards, and he stretched out his hands and covered his throat, but the scarlet blood continued to spew out along his fingers!

Although the power of the golden silkworm in his body was strong, the vitality of his throat was severely damaged and it was still difficult to heal himself.

This physical vital energy machine is rapidly flowing, and the blood and blood are dying.

The Red Tigers realized that this body was dead!

Huh!

The light flashed, and his primordial spirit escaped from the heavenly cover.

Yuanshen comes out!

Su Zimo seemed to have expected it and threw it away.

The thick-backed sword still in his palm disappeared, turned into a cold light, and instantly fell on the primitive **** of the Red Tiger Taoist!

The Red Tiger Taoist did not say a word, but died on the spot!

After beheading the Red Tiger Taoist, Su Zimo seemed to crush an ant with his hands, looking indifferent, and glanced unintentionally at a corner in the distance.

In this corner, a practitioner is hidden.

Dressed in Longhu Pavilion robes, they must be gray, arriving at the King Zhou City long ago and hiding in the nearby Longhu Pavilion elders!

Even if the disciple disciple fell, he did not show up.

He is still patient.

But at this moment, the stare of the desolate martial artist turned to him, which made Elder Sun's heart bewildered!

"Muffy, can you find me there?"

Elder Sun frowned slightly, his eyes stunned.

Just as he was puzzled, the desolate man had taken his gaze back, and it seemed to be just a coincidence.

Elder Sun breathed a sigh of relief, and secretly exclaimed: "I'm more attentive. This son is only in the middle of returning to the realm. How can I detect me?"

the other side.

Su Zimo looked back.

The first time he arrived here, he already realized that there was a Faxiang Daojun hidden in that corner!

The strength of his consciousness is comparable to that of the monarch and the help of spirit. The actions of Elder Sun can't hide his induction!

He didn't care about this Faxiang Daojun.

If the person does not show up, he will not actively provoke him.

Su Zimo's eyes fell on the emperor of the Three Dynasties again.

The Three Dynasties emperor only felt a cold in his heart!

"escape!"

In the minds of the three emperors, there was only one thought left.

The prince of Daxiang of the Dragon Tiger Pavilion did not show up, they had only one way to escape!

"No one is allowed to leave without my permission!"

Su Zimo's voice sounded, not light, but passed into the ears of every returning Taoist, revealing unquestionable majesty!

But the cultivators of the three dynasties have scared their hearts and scared to stay.

In the eyes of everyone, staying in the king's city is sure to die!

Counting Yuan Ying Zhenjun, there are more than 200 monks left in the three dynasties.

Su Zimo is only one person. As long as everyone flees and flees around, Su Zimo cannot leave them all!

The young man in the green robe was caught in the crowd and fled outside the city while chaos.

Su Zimo's gaze was cold, his figure rose slowly, floating in the air, and he whispered, "Come lightly, kill!"

(End of this chapter)