Chapter 223 - Three Rounds
At the same time.
The blood-robed youth endured the pain in his head and gritted his teeth. “Watch out, there’s something else on Su Zimo’s body!”
However, it was already too late when he said that.
The moment Night Spirit struck, Yu Fei felt something and turned around instinctively.
The next moment, his pupils constricted violently and his heart stopped beating!
“Poof!”
A flash of blood appeared as Yu Fei’s Adam’s apple was torn apart by Night Spirit alongside a huge chunk of flesh!
Fresh blood splattered all over Su Zimo’s body.
As long as he were to avoid this person for the time being, the latter would definitely die once the Golden Cores from the battlefield arrived.
At that thought, the blood-robed youth was decided.
Retreat!
Right then, Su Zimo’s gaze turned over, sharp as a knife as if wanting to tear him into pieces!
That gaze was completely unlike a human’s gaze.
It was more like an ancient ferocious beast that was extremely hungry – violent, brutal and bloody!
The blood-robed youth’s heart skipped a beat and his guts shrank, taking a half step back subconsciously.
“Bang!”
That single half step caused Su Zimo’s aura to increase massively.
Using the momentum, Su Zimo deployed the Plow Heaven Stride and charged forward. Churning his power of blood qi, he punched with his backhand like a massive seal that descended from the skies!
Su Zimo’s eyes were filled with endless coldness without the slightest hint of mercy.
Just moments ago, he was nearly controlled and turned into a blood slave by this blood-robed youth.
Night Spirit was severely injured and might even die.
Most of the sharpest Foundation Establishment disciples of Ethereal Peak had perished.
Two sect elders had perished as well.
Those blood debts had to be repaid by this blood-robed youth’s life!
“Save me!”
The blood-robed youth was appalled as he shrieked while pulling out a white bone shield from his storage bag.
Injecting spirit energy to it, the white bone shield expanded massively and the blood-robed youth tossed it out hurriedly to block above his head.
Having lost his courage, the blood-robed youth could no longer attack and could only defend.
In his opinion, as long as he could last ten rounds, there would definitely be Golden Core reinforcements from the Golden Core battlefield not far away. They would save him and kill Su Zimo at the same time!
…
On the Golden Core battlefield, the 10 Golden Cores with Peng Fei leading them surrounded and attacked Wen Xuan and Elder Yu, possessing complete control of the situation.
If not for Wen Xuan’s Golden Core phenomenon, both of them would have died a long time ago.
However, releasing a Golden Core phenomenon consumed a lot of spirit energy.
Wen Xuan could not hold on for much longer.
When he heard the cry for help, Peng Fei’s expression changed.
“Quickly, go and support the young master! Nothing must happen to him!”
Peng Fei pointed at two Golden Cores and shouted.
The two of them extricated themselves hurriedly and flew through the air, speeding towards the direction of the blood-robed youth.
Everything was happening just as the blood-robed youth expected.
Indeed, he would receive Golden Core reinforcements after his cry for help.
However, the blood-robed youth was wrong about one thing…
Bang!
Su Zimo’s fist landed on the white bone shield and let out a deafening bang.
Trembling violently, a series of cracks appeared on the bone shield as its light dimmed.
The white bone shield was shattered by a single punch of Su Zimo’s!
Psst!
Instantly, the blood-robed youth gasped and his expression changed.
Right after, Su Zimo’s figure flashed and he arrived in front of the blood-robed youth.
A cold light burst forth from within Su Zimo’s eyes as he reached out and grabbed the blood-robed youth’s arms, forcefully tearing them apart.
At the same time, he bent his knees and charged forth like a divine steed!
Divine Steed Dismemberment!
Shing!
A mist of blood filled the air.
“Ah!”
In the midst of a shrill scream from the blood-robed youth, Su Zimo had forcefully ripped his arms off!
Right after Divine Steed Dismemberment was Divine Steed Trampling!
Su Zimo kneed against the blood-robed youth’s chest, and with a leap, he used the momentum of the blow.
Both legs were at the blood-robed youth’s throat as Su Zimo trampled twice on his head. Without a single pause, Su Zimo’s body had already passed the blood-robed youth.
The two killing moves connected seamlessly and could only be described as perfect!
The moment Su Zimo landed on the ground, the blood-robed youth fell face first as well.
His chest was caved in and his throat was torn apart while his face was mangled beyond recognition – the blood-robed youth was thoroughly dead!
The blood-robed youth was wrong about one thing…
Su Zimo did not need ten rounds to kill him. He merely needed… three rounds!