Eternal Sacred King

Chapter 223 Three Rounds

at the same time.

The young man in the blood robe resisted the sting in his head and bit his teeth: "Be careful, there are other things on Su Zimo!"

But when he said that, it was too late.

Just at the moment Yeling was dispatched, Yu Fei felt something, and turned subconsciously, looking forward.

The next moment, Yu Fei's pupils contracted violently, and her heart suddenly stopped beating!

"Oh!"

Blood flashed, Yu Fei's throat knot was actually broken by Ye Ling, tearing off a large piece of flesh!

Blood gushed, and Su Zimo was splashed.

I have to say that the timing of Yeling's shot was perfect!

The whole process is like a stream of water flowing in one go.

In this short moment, Yeling showed a precise grasp of the timing of the battle and a keen sense of smell, and no one was taught it.

This is completely an instinct!

Killing Instinct!

Seeing this, Su Zimo froze.

There was a blankness in the mind of the young man in the blood robe, and he froze.

This paw is really hard!

Even if Yu Fei is a Jin Dan realm demon, he can't survive because of this.

Yu Fei's eyes widened, and a sudden burst of black brilliance burst out from his chest. He was so brilliant that he punched backhand and smashed into Ye Ling's head!

Jin Dan Jing Ling Ling's Mortal Strike!

The whole process is long, but in fact, it happened in an instant.

Yu Fei's response has been quick.

After his throat was broken by Ye Ling's claw, he shot the first time and wanted to kill Ye Ling on the spot!

The arteries in the throat were severed, and Qi and blood were severely lost. Yu Fei had realized that he would die.

But before dying, he must slay the night spirit!

Facing Yu Fei's punch, Ye Ling leaped forward, leaning over his head, struggling to sideways.

"boom!"

Even so, Yu Fei's fist was heavily hit on Ye Ling's waist and abdomen.

"Oh!"

Ye Ling screamed in pain, and the waist and abdomen were clearly depressed.

The whole body was like a broken-line kite, was beaten back, and fell back into Su Zimo's arms.

Ye Ling closed her eyes, coughed blood in her mouth, and fell into a coma.

Seeing this scene, Su Zimo felt distressed for a while.

The night spirit, which is less than one month old, is far worse than the spirit monster of Jin Danjing.

This is like a few-year-old baby holding a dagger in his hand. Although it has the power to kill adults, it is far from being an opponent of adults.

In fact, if Yu Fei had not suffered a serious injury, a large amount of qi and blood would have been lost, and his strength would have plummeted.

This fist has just blown Ye Ling's body!

This punch seemed to exhaust Yu Fei's last vitality.

"Less ... Lord, hurry ... go!"

Yu Fei's face was pale, her throat was cracked, and she couldn't spit out words intermittently, but she was still trying to open her mouth.

Just after finishing the four words, Yu Fei slammed his head on the ground, eyes blinded, and the blood under his throat quickly stained the ground under his body.

Su Zimo put the night spirit back into his arms and looked at the young man in the blood robe opposite him. His eyes were cold and his intentions burst out!

At this time, Su Zimo's condition was not good.

Although with the help of Yeling, he broke free from the mind control of blood slavery.

But during this period, he was exhausted. He was physically and mentally exhausted, but he was no less than a fight with top experts.

And the state of the young man in the blood robe is not good.

Blood slavery's casting process is interrupted, and there is strength to fight back. The blood-robe youth is still stinging and a little bit nervous in his mind.

Both of them are in poor condition. If they fight hard, it is still unknown who will die.

But seeing Yu Fei's death, hearing Yu Fei's death, the blood robe youth has resigned.

Besides, who is he?

The young master of the Blood Raven Palace is extremely distinguished!

Why bother to die with this monk in front of you?

As long as you avoid this person for a while and wait for the real Jindan on the distant battlefield to come, this son is undoubtedly dead!

At this point, the young man in the blood robe had decided.

Retreat!

At this moment, Su Zimo's eyes came over, like a sword like a sword, extremely powerful, as if he could tear him into pieces!

This kind of gaze is totally not the gaze of the human race.

More like an ancient hungry beast, cruel, brutal, bloody!

The young man in the blood robe shivered, his courage was weak, and he retreated half a step subconsciously.

"boom!"

It was this half-step that made Su Zimo's momentum soar.

Under the traction of the air machine, Su Zimo stepped out of the ploughing sky, bullied himself, burst out of blood, and his backhand was a punch, turned into a big seal, and fell from the sky!

Su Zimo's eyes were full of indifference, without any intention to keep his hands.

Just now, he was almost controlled by the young man in the blood robe and became his blood slave.

Ye Ling was hit hard, and life and death are unknown.

Wu Feng built the most disciple of the foundation, most of which was damaged.

Elder Zongmen also fell down.

This blood debt must be repaid in front of the life of this young man in the blood robe!

"help me!"

The blood robe youth was frightened and screamed, his palm fell into the storage bag, and he found a bone shield.

Infused with spiritual power, the bone shield instantly swelled, and the young man in the blood robe quickly threw it out, blocking his head.

The young man in the blood robes was so courageous that he dared not attack and could only passively defend.

In his opinion, as long as he can support ten rounds, Jin Dan battlefield not far away, there must be a real Jin Dan come to support, rescue him, and kill Su Zimo by the way.

...

On the battlefield of Jindan, ten Jindan real men in the Blood Raven Palace headed by Peng Yue launched an offensive around Wenxuan and Elder Yu, and they were in full control of the situation.

Had it not been for Wen Xuan's Jin Dan vision, they would have been dead for a long time.

However, the release of the Golden Dan Vision greatly consumed the spiritual power.

Wenxuan won't last long.

Peng Yue's expression changed when he heard his cry for help.

"Go and support the young master. The young master must be fine!"

Peng Yue pointed out two Jin Dan real people and said loudly.

The two Jindan real people quickly withdrew, walking in the air, galloping in the direction of the young robes in the distance.

The development of the situation is as expected by the young men in blood robes.

After he called for help, Jin Dan did come to support him.

But the young man in the blood robe thought something wrong ...

boom!

Su Zimo's fist landed on the bone shield, and a loud noise broke out.

The bone shield trembled fiercely, and cracks appeared on it, and the light dimmed.

Bone Shield was defeated by Su Zimo's punch!

hiss!

The young man in the blood robe changed his face and took a breath.

Immediately afterwards, Su Zimo's figure flickered and came to the young man in the blood robe.

Su Zimo's eyes were full of cold light, he stretched out his hands, grasped forward, clasped the arms of the young man in the blood robe, and yanked outward.

At the same time bent forward, as if a foal rushed forward!

Divine foal corpses!

Stab it!

The blood mist filled.

"what!"

With the scream of the young man in the blood robe, Su Zimo pulled his arms away!

After the foal is divided, the foal tramples!

Su Zimo bent his knees and hit the chest of the young man in the blood robe.

With his feet on his throat and stepping on his head twice, Su Zimo's figure has passed the blood robe youth without any stagnation.

There is no gap between the two killing moves, which is perfect!

When Su Zimo fell to the ground, the young man in the blood robe fell to the ground.

The chest collapsed, the throat shattered, the flesh on the face was blurred, and the face that was trampled on was beyond recognition, and he was dead!

The blood robe youth thought something wrong.

Su Zimo killed him. It didn't take ten rounds at all, but ... three rounds!

(End of this chapter)