Eternal Sacred King

Su Zimo widened his strides and walked to the front of the skinny Qi Refinement Warrior. As soon as he flipped his hand, the Ground-rupturing Palm was violently executed towards the face of the other party!

The skinny Qi Refinement Warrior was very alert and quick to react. At the sight of Su Zimo dodging the Flying sword, he had searched out a face mirror from the cloth bag on his waist and chanted something.

The mirror enlarged instantly, glistening and crystal clear.

Su Zimo had long noticed the small cloth bag hanging on the waist of the cultivators. It seemed to be a Cosmic Bag. Whenever they touched it, they could retrieve something.

However, Su Zimo did not find it unusual. Compared to the methods that Die Yue used to open up a big and spacious cultivation field, these small cloth bags were obviously much weaker.

In a hurry, the skinny Qi Refinement Warrior lifted the mirror in his hands to shield his head.

Bang!

Su Zimo’s large tendons stretched and his arms swelled and enlarged. The gigantic seal came crashing down, caught up with that Qi Refinement Warrior who was fleeing in panic and landed on the top of his head.

Poof!

After his skull exploded, there was still some left over energy in the gigantic seal. It immediately crushed and shattered this man’s body.

At the sight of five of his clan mates dying and one being severely injured, the remaining Qi Refinement Warrior lost his cool. While he was distracted, the yellow-robed lady controlled the flying sword and circled his neck once.

A large head was hurled off and fresh blood splattered. The headless corpse fell to the ground and twitched from time to time without any consciousness.

The yellow-robed lady was covered in delicate beads of sweat. After killing this man, her chest was heaving and she was panting slightly, seemingly to have reached the limit of her physique.

Su Zimo turned and looked at the skinny Qi Refinement Warrior who lost his arm.

However, he discovered that the other party had seized the opportunity to escape to a distance. His right hand was pressing onto his wound. With a flying sword under his feet, he traveled through the sky and disappeared into the forest immediately.

Su Zimo frowned.

At this moment, it was too late for him to chase him. Or rather, even if he could catch up with him, Su Zimo could not do anything to him as he was high in the air.

Suddenly, Su Zimo discovered that he had a fatal weakness.

He could not fly in the sky.

If the Qi Refinement Warrior were to execute the Sword Kinesis Flight immediately before fighting him, he could only be attacked and could not strike back.

After this round of killings, night had gradually fallen. One could vaguely hear the roaring sounds of the spirit beasts shaking the heavens and earth.

Looking at the back view of the skinny Qi Refinement Warrior in the darkness, there was a flash of worry in Su Zimo’s eyes.

This man’s escape was ultimately a calamity.

No one knew when this calamity would begin to erupt.

However, another thought flashed across Su Zimo’s mind. Night had fallen and it was the time where spirit beasts and spirit demons come out preying. This man’s broken arm would emit a strong stench of blood. He might not leave the Cang Lang Mountain Range alive.

“Ow! Ow!”

The spirit monkey’s shouts interrupted Su Zimo’s deep thoughts.

The spirit monkey was tied up. He leaped about on the ground that he was standing at, shouting at Su Zimo. It wanted him to help it remove the iron hoops around it’s limbs quickly.

“Stay there obediently first. Who told you to run around?”

It was a rare sight for the spirit monkey to be defeated. Su Zimo deliberately cast him aside and went to the corpses of the few cultivators. He removed the six small cloth bags from their bodies and tucked them into his arms without even looking.

Although he did not know what they were, Su Zimo could sense that these small cloth bags were quite famous and seemed to be Cosmic Bags. It definitely contained many treasures.

Su Zimo turned and picked up a flying sword that had fallen to the ground.

The shape of this flying sword was a little unique. It did not have a handle but only a blade that was extremely sharp.

Typical people would have problems holding it.

However, this was not much of an issue for Su Zimo.

Su Zimo held onto the sharp blade with his bare hands and walked to the spirit monkey. He aimed at the iron hoops that bound the spirit monkey’s limbs and slashed hard!

Clang!

Sparks were flying everywhere.

A white streak appeared on the iron hoop but it did not break.

Su Zimo furrowed his brows slightly.

This flying sword could even shatter the Thunderbolt Saber. Yet, it could not break the iron hoops on the spirit monkey’s limbs.

This was a little troublesome.

Su Zimo could faintly sense that it was not because the flying sword was not sharp enough, but because he did not use it correctly.