Eternal Sacred King

Chapter 42 Xue Man Bow Sword

In the snow, Su Zimo ran all the way in the direction of the Canglang Mountain. He went faster and faster, his eyes clear and his eyes firm.

For more than half a month, Su Zimo barely closed his eyes.

Coupled with a fierce battle in Wang Cheng, today Su Zimo is already physically and mentally exhausted. Even though there are essences sealed by Chiyano in the body, the mental exhaustion is difficult to resolve.

The next battle is the real test for him.

Test of life and death!

If Su Zimo is an ordinary practitioner, there is no doubt that he will die.

However, Su Zimo's cultivation of the twelve demon kings of the Wilderness is not a victory.

Su Zimo's mind kept echoing the words of Butterfly Moon.

"The demon repairer is the easiest to slay opponents beyond the ranks. Although your current strength is far inferior to that of the foundation monk, if you can get close, you will have the opportunity to slain them on the spot!"

The power of melee is Su Zimo's biggest support.

However, the most difficult thing is that the monk of Huanzong has already taught him the power of melee, and he will never give him too many opportunities with precautions!

Su Zimo knew nothing about the methods of the monks.

Is it just a magic weapon?

I'm afraid it's not that simple.

Su Zimo rushed to the Canglang Mountain soon.

Cultivators are different from ordinary people. They are flying in the air. If they want to reach the town of Pingyang at the fastest speed and the shortest distance, they will inevitably pass over the Canglang Mountains.

Su Zimo is here to wait, kill Monk Xun Xizong!

Back in the Canglang Mountains, Su Zimo's heart has an indescribable intimacy.

Here is his main battlefield!

Finding a towering ancient tree, Su Zimo used both hands and feet, and climbed up three times, which is even more sensitive than ape.

From a height, you can immediately detect suspicious movements and grasp the initiative.

In this battle, Su Zimo must think of every detail before he can reverse the situation and kill a little vitality!

Su Zimo sat on the ancient tree, Han Yuedao lay horizontally in front of his knees, holding the blood crystal bow in his hand, and closed his eyes.

This is his last chance to rest.

Snow is getting worse.

One after another, the sky is full.

The wolf mountain seems to be covered with a layer of white tulle, crystal clear and beautiful.

Blood crystal bows and cold moon knives were covered with snowflakes, and the original appearance could not be seen.

While Su Zimo was resting, he was running the breathing and breathing method of the Twelve Demon Kings' Secrets of the Wilderness. The heat in his body was rolling, and a transpiration white mist was emitted from his head.

Although Su Zimo's body is hot, her heart is getting colder, and the whole person exudes the murderous coldness of Sen Sen, pervading every corner of the Wolf Mountain.

suddenly!

Su Zimo opened his eyes and looked away.

In the distant jungle, a group of birds seemed to have been frightened, fluttered their wings and uttered a rapid tweet.

coming!

At this time, it was only an hour before Su Zimo reached the Wolf Mountain.

When Su Zimo moved, she slipped from the ancient tree and fell silently on the snow. He took out the only five sharp arrows in the arrow pot with his backhand, all strung on the strings, and sneaked away there.

...

The spiritual boat is the most common flying spirit in the field of self-cultivation. It is stable, fast, and can carry many people.

Just now, a spirit boat of Huanzongzong entered the sky above the Canglang Mountain and ran through.

There are more than a hundred people on the spiritual boat, most of them are eight, nine, or even perfect practitioners. The first five are the elders of Huanzongzong, four are in the early stages of foundation construction, and the last one is the foundation construction. Medium.

In Huanxi Sect, only by becoming a foundation monk can he be sealed as an elder.

This time, Huan Xizong used almost half of Zongmen's power to hunt down Su Zimo.

If the opponent is a practitioner, even if he is a practitioner, the Huanxizong will have some fears, for fear of inducing the power of the masters behind the practitioner.

After all, Huanxizong is just a small gate, otherwise it would not be attached to the Yan Kingdom, one of the vassal states.

But Su Zimo is just a mere mortal, relying on his strong physical body and knowing how to practice kung fu, can he provoke the practice of Buddhism?

If Su Zimo is not dead, and if the Su family is not dead, Huan Xi Zong will become the laughingstock of the cultivation world in the future.

"Elder Chen, this Su Zimo's melee power is a bit scary. Our brothers are afraid to come forward. Elders, please be careful not to be approached by him." A gas trainer smiled charmingly. I want to remind you kindly.

Unexpectedly, Elder Chen's face sank, and he hummed softly, "Can the Qiqishi and the Jianji Monk be the same? We still use you to remind?"

Another elder sneered, "Don't say that in front of us, Su Zimo couldn't get close, even if he got close, he wouldn't hurt us!"

"Yes, yes, what Elder Gao said is extremely true." The practising gazer looked awkward and accompanied the laughter.

This practitioner seemed to think of something, hesitated, and stopped talking.

"If you want to say something, just say it." The only monk in the middle of Tsukiji said lightly.

The practitioner showed horror, and seemed to have a lingering fear, saying, "Elder Qian, this son has a big **** bow, and the arrow he shoots is very powerful and fast. Although the accuracy is slightly worse, if the distance is close, the lethality is also It's terrifying. Several elders need to be careful. "

"Ha ha."

Elder Qian smiled, and there was a touch of irony in his eyes, and he did not speak.

Elder Gao laughed and said, "You are a bunch of waste. As practitioners, you are actually scared by the bows and arrows of mortals. This really makes Zong Men look ashamed. When I meet this guy for a while, let him shoot arrows and see how Break this sharp arrow! "

Just before the elder Gao laughed, a figure suddenly flashed behind an ancient tree not far from the front of Lingzhou, holding a **** bow in his hand.

The bow is like a full moon, and the arrow is wound.

"Huh? Murderous!"

Elder Qian originally sat on the Lingzhou with his knees crossed, and was suddenly shocked. His palm was patted on a storage bag. A futon fell into the palm of his hand and was crushed directly. At the same time he said loudly: "Be careful!"

"call out!"

The sound of sharp arrows sounded.

The cold light on the five sharp arrows flickered, almost instantaneously, and they had been shot in front of many practitioners of Huanxi Sect.

The five elders of Huanzong bear the brunt.

Elder Chen responded very quickly. Almost at the same time as Elder Qian crushed the amulet, he also crushed a piece of amulet, and a shiny mask appeared on his body.

The other two elders directly sacrificed flying swords, crossing them.

Only Elder Gao laughed wildly, reacted slowly, and there was a stun in his eyes.

A little cold light, the bigger and bigger in the pupils of the tall elder.

puff!

A dark light fell directly into the chest, and came out through the body, and blood erupted on the elder Gao!

Although this arrow did not hit the heart, the terrifying force carried by the sharp arrow instantly tore the wound and destroyed all the vitality in the elder Gao!

Elder Gao stood motionless on the spiritual boat, his chest was bleeding, and his mouth was spraying with blood. His eyes were a little confused and regretful, and he murmured: "The arrow that is fast ..."

Founding monk, meteor!

The title of this chapter originally wanted to be ‘Snowmanblade’… PS: Well, following everyone ’s opinions, I ’ve changed it to ‘Snowmanblade’ ~~

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