Chapter 21 Trouble

Su Zimo stepped in front of the skinny Qi cultivator, turned his hand to the ground splitting palm, and blasted away towards the opposite door!

The thin qi trainer was very alert and reacted very quickly. Seeing that Su Zimo avoided the flying sword, he took out a mirror from the cloth bag around his waist and quickly squeezed a magic trick in his hand.

The mirror suddenly became larger and sparkled.

Su Zimo had noticed for a long time that these cultivators had a small cloth bag hanging around their waists.

But Su Zimo is also not surprised, these little cloth bags are obviously much weaker than Zhi Dieyue's means of opening up a large cultivation field.

In a hurry, the emaciated Qi practitioner raised the mirror in his hand with one arm, covering it over his head,

boom!

Ka Ka Ka!

Su Zimo's hand landed on the thin qi trainer's mirror. There was a loud noise, and then, cracks appeared on the mirror surface.

"what!"

The emaciated Qi trainer screamed, his arm was instantly crushed by the force rebounded by the mirror, his muscles and bones shattered, and flesh and blood flew!

This time, the reason why Su Zimo dared to hit him with his bare hands.

On the one hand, it was because he noticed that the mirror was not offensive. On the other hand, when the other party offered the mirror, there was no aura on it.

Sure enough, the mirror was abolished by Su Zimo's palm, and the emaciated Qi practitioner almost died on the spot!

The thin Qi Practitioner fell to the ground, his face pale, and screamed: "Who are you, dare to interfere in the affairs of my Huanxi Sect!"

"The one who killed you!"

Su Zimo sneered, stepped forward, and wanted to end the life of this emaciated Qi practitioner.

At this moment, Su Zimo saw a strange flash in the bottom of the skinny Qi Shishi's eyes.

"Huh? Not good!"

Su Zimo moved in his heart and quickly stepped back.

This is the first time Su Zimo has fought with a cultivator, and he is extremely cautious, for fear that the other party has some tricks that he does not know and suddenly reveals.

Whoa!

The emaciated Qi practitioner suddenly raised his palm, and a powder mist was scattered, exuding a faint aroma.

But Su Zimo stepped back early and was not contaminated by the powder mist.

"Be careful, fellow Daoist, this is Acacia San, don't inhale it!" The Huangshan woman's voice came, soft and gentle, with a little anxiety.

Su Zimo frowned as he looked at the thin Qi-trainer hiding in the powder mist, and paused for a while.

If you wait for a while, the powder mist will naturally dissipate, without fear of threats, but Su Zimo can't be wasted here, because there are three cultivators next to him.

Su Zimo turned around decisively, temporarily abandoned this person, and rushed towards the person behind him.

The man in the back saw that the emaciated Qi practitioners were beaten up by a single palm, and his face turned pale with fright. He hurriedly controlled the flying sword and stabbed Su Zimo's eyebrows with all his might!

There was no flash of aura on this flying sword.

Su Zimo squinted his eyes, did not intend to dodge, maintained a swooping posture, stretched out his right hand, and gently placed it on the oncoming flying sword.

A roll, a shock, a pull!

Swish!

Although the flying sword did not break, it was thrown aside by Su Zimo and slanted into the soil.

The qi trainer was shocked.

Even though what he is controlling is only a non-flowing spirit tool, when has he ever seen someone who can pick up a spirit tool with bare hands and be unscathed?

What kind of monster is this man?

After such a delay, Su Zimo has come to this person, his body is curled up, one knee seems to be kneeling instead of kneeling, his hands are folded, and he lifts up!

Blood Ape donates fruit!

boom!

This time, it happened to hit the chin of the Qi practitioner.

There was a cracking sound from the man's chin and neck bone, his head slammed back, slumped on his back, his eyes were wide open, his eyes were full of panic, and he had lost his breath.

There were still two Qi trainers besieging the Huangshan woman, and when they saw this scene, they were instantly terrified.

Su Zimo stretched out his body and rushed to one of them, his left hand protecting his chest, his right hand clenching a fist, his tendons trembled, his flesh swelled, his fist was used as a seal, and with a bang, he descended from the sky.

A large shadow shrouded over, obscuring the sky!

The qi trainer was captured by Su Zimo's aura, and his heart was torn apart. How dare he try to attack or resist, he turned around quickly, turned around and fled.

Seeing that he was about to escape from the envelope of the big seal above his head, the man was overjoyed.

At this moment, there was a trembling sound of bowstrings in his ears, which was heart-stopping.

collapse! collapse! collapse!

I saw Su Zimo stretched his tendons, his arms soared an inch, and the big seal slammed down, instantly catching up with the Qi practitioner who was running for his life and landing on his Tianling cover.

puff!

After the head exploded, the power of the big seal still had enough power to directly smash the person's body into pieces.

Seeing five dead and one wounded from the same sect, the only remaining Qi practitioner was in a chaotic situation and was slightly absent-minded. The female Huangshan turned the flying sword around his neck.

Dou Da's head flew up, blood spurted, and the headless corpse fell, twitching unconsciously.

The Huangshan woman was dripping with sweat. After beheading this person, her chest heaved and she gasped slightly, as if she had reached the limit of her physical strength.

Su Zimo turned around and looked at the emaciated Qi trainer with a broken arm.

However, he found that this person took this opportunity and fled to the distance, pressing his right hand against the wound, stepping on a flying sword under his feet, walking through the high air, and was about to disappear into the jungle.

Su Zimo frowned.

At this time, if he could catch up, it would be too late, and even if he could catch up, Su Zimo would be helpless when the person was high in the sky.

Suddenly, Su Zimo found himself an Achilles heel.

He can't fly in the air.

If the Qi cultivator immediately flew with his sword and then fought with him, it meant that he could only be beaten passively and had no way to fight back.

After this slaughter, the night gradually fell, and the roar of the spirit beast could be vaguely heard in the ears, shaking the sky and the earth.

Looking at the back of the thin Qi-trainer hidden in the night, Su Zimo's eyes flashed with worry.

The escape of this man is a disaster after all.

No one knows when this scourge will break out.

However, Su Zimo thought about it, now that night falls, it is the time when the spirit beasts and spirit demons come out to forage. The man's broken arm exudes a strong bloody aura, and he may not be able to walk out of the Canglang Mountains alive.

"Ow!"

The sound of the monkey's cry interrupted Su Zimo's contemplation.

The monkey's limbs were bound, jumping on the spot, shouting at Su Zimo, signaling him to quickly untie the iron rings on its hands and feet.

"You stay honest, let you run around."

It was rare for Su Zimo to see the monkey shriveled, so he deliberately left it aside, went to the bodies of those cultivators, took off six small cloth bags, and stuffed it into his arms without even looking at it.

Although he didn't understand it, Su Zimo also realized that this little cloth bag is somewhat famous.

Su Zimo leaned over and picked up a flying sword that fell to the ground.

The shape of this flying sword is somewhat unique. There is no hilt, only the body of the sword, which is extremely sharp.

If you were an ordinary person, there would be nowhere to start.

But for Su Zimo, it has little effect.

Su Zimo held the sharp blade with his bare hands, came to the Spirit Monkey, aimed at the iron ring tied to the Spirit Monkey's hand and slashed with force!

when!

Mars radiates.

A white mark appeared on the iron ring, but it did not break.

Su Zimo frowned slightly.

This flying sword could shatter even the Thunderbolt Sword, but it could not cut through the iron ring on the monkey's hand.

It's a bit of a hassle.

Su Zimo vaguely felt that it was not that the flying sword was not sharp enough, but that the method he used was wrong.