Although the Foundation Establishment Cultivator had many tricks up his sleeves, he was unable to unleash them and was slain by Su Zimo's sword formation in a single move!
Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!
The Hexagonal Sword Formation released streams of sword qi one after another, helping Little Fatty repel the many flying swords and rescuing him.
In that short period of time, Little Fatty already had an additional wound on his body.
"It's fine, my skin is tough. Bro, be careful. Don't worry about me," Without turning back, Little Fatty shouted and continued to charge forward.
Leng Rou had indeed displayed the strength of a disciple of a major sect. Although she did not cultivate any secret skills of the sect, she was able to defend against the attacks of nine mid-stage Foundation Establishment Cultivators with her talismans!
Of course, it was clear that the nine of them were not using their full strength either. They were merely playing a game of cat and mouse, taunting Leng Rou with vulgar words as they fought on their flying swords.
Leng Rou was unmoved and was not in danger for the time being.
On the other side, more than ten early-stage Foundation Establishment Cultivators had already shifted their attention to Su Zimo and were attacking him with all their might. Flying swords tore through the air and spirit arts exploded wildly.
No matter how strong the Hexagonal Sword Formation was, it could not defend against the strength of so many Foundation Establishment Cultivators and was on the verge of collapse in the blink of an eye.
"Haha!"
One of the Foundation Establishment Cultivators burst into laughter. "Let's see how long a puny Qi Refinement Warrior like you can last!"
"Roar!"
Before he could stop laughing, a black shadow darted out from the side and bit his throat, causing fresh blood to spurt out.
It was Linghu who had seized the opportunity to kill an early-stage Foundation Establishment Cultivator.
Although Linghu was only a spirit beast, if a Foundation Establishment Cultivator were to get close to him, they would be doomed as well.
That was also the reason why Die Yue had once told Su Zimo that it was easiest for demon cultivators to kill opponents above their level.
"Beast, how dare you behave so atrociously!"
A few Foundation Establishment Cultivators cursed and released spirit arts, causing the surrounding spirit qi to rumble and smash towards Linghu viciously.
With Linghu's current strength, there was no way he could withstand the power of spirit arts.
Squinting his eyes, Su Zimo dodged the incoming flying swords and flung out the Hexagonal Sword Formation. He arrived before Linghu and blocked a few spirit arts.
Boom!
There was a loud bang.
The spirit art collapsed, and Su Zimo's Hexagonal Sword Formation could no longer hold on, unable to take shape again.
The six flying swords were scattered on the ground, their radiance dim.
Linghu was quick-witted. He took advantage of this opportunity to slip behind Su Zimo and glared fiercely at the dozen or so Foundation Establishment cultivators.
"Brat, the Spiritual Qi in your body has already dried up!" An early Foundation Establishment cultivator sneered.
Although it had only been a short time since the start of the battle, Su Zimo had blocked too many flying swords and had consumed a lot of spiritual energy. At this time, he really didn't have much left.
"Let's see how you can continue being arrogant. Die!"
A Foundation Establishment Cultivator conjured hand seals and pointed at Su Zimo. A fireball the size of a fist was formed and streaked over. Even in midair, the air was already crackling from the heat.
Su Zimo's eyes lit up and he suddenly reached out, grabbing the incoming fireball.
"You must have a death wish!"
The Foundation Establishment Cultivators could not help but sneer when they saw how Su Zimo dared to defend against a spirit art with his bare hands.
Slowly channeling his bloodline, Su Zimo's palm flickered with a dense, blazing flash of lightning.
"Hmm?"
"What's that?"
"The power of thunder!"
The pupils of many Foundation Establishment Cultivators constricted as they exclaimed.
Piak!
The fireball was crushed by Su Zimo's palm and its Spiritual Qi dissipated into nothingness.
The expressions of the cultivators changed when they saw that.
The gray robed cultivator frowned as well, looking at everything in disbelief as he muttered to himself in confusion, "Thunder art? Could he be a Foundation Establishment Cultivator and not a Qi Refinement Warrior? "
Using his Spirit Peering Art, the gray robed cultivator scanned Su Zimo's body once more. "That's right, he's at Level 9 Qi Condensation. Could he have cultivated some sort of concealment technique?"
"No, no!"
The gray robed cultivator shook his head again. "Why didn't I sense any spirit qi when he released his thunder art?"
The gray robed cultivator would never have guessed that the source of Su Zimo's thunder art came from his bloodline!
Although Su Zimo's spirit qi was indeed depleted, the power of thunder in his bloodline was still present.
"Caw, caw!"
Right then, little crane in the skies was in danger time and time again. Its body was already riddled with wounds from the blood-eyed crows as it cried out anxiously.
Even though senior crane did not say anything, Su Zimo knew that the reason why little crane could follow him out was because senior crane trusted him.
But now that little crane was in danger, Su Zimo released the power of his bloodline with all his might without hesitation. There was a faint sound of waves rumbling from within his body that shook one's heart!
Right in front of everyone, Su Zimo's body expanded and his entire body expanded. His green robes burst and his entire body was filled with lightning that crackled chaotically.
As though he was possessed by the god of thunder, Su Zimo's eyes were filled with killing intent and his aura was frightening!
"What!"
At that moment, the gray robed cultivator's expression changed starkly – he finally realized that something was amiss.
Pointing to the skies, Su Zimo's eyes were filled with killing intent as he hollered, "Instant Thunder!"
Snap!
The first thunderclap exploded.
An incomparably resplendent thunderbolt struck the blood-eyed crows, snaking like a snake and spreading in a bedazzling manner. One after another, the blood-eyed crows were electrocuted to death and fell from midair like a black rain.
Many of the Foundation Establishment Cultivators present were shocked by the deafening sound of thunder. The nine Foundation Establishment Cultivators that were attacking Leng Rou stopped instinctively.
Leng Rou seized the opportunity to catch her breath. She was drenched in sweat and her spirit qi was almost depleted.
Little Fatty seized the opportunity to charge in front of an early-stage Foundation Establishment Cultivator. Swinging his gigantic axe, he cleaved that person into two and fresh blood splattered all over his body!
The power of the thunder art was so strong that it almost exterminated all the blood-eyed crows in midair!
Little crane was invigorated – the remaining blood-eyed crows were no longer a threat to it.
Right then, Su Zimo pulled out a long saber that shone with a cold glint from his storage bag. With a cold glint in his eyes, he strode forward and smirked at the Foundation Establishment Cultivators opposite him. "The battle has only just begun!"
With that single step, he covered a distance of 20 feet and arrived before the many Foundation Establishment Cultivators instantly.
Poof! Poof!
Su Zimo slashed in reverse and the two of them merely felt their vision blur. Before they could react, two gigantic heads were tossed high into the air with blood spewing everywhere.
"Ah!"
The remaining Foundation Establishment Cultivators were so scared that their faces turned pale. Exclaiming, they retreated instinctively.
"Do you think you can escape?"
Su Zimo chased after them with his saber. Like a tiger in a flock of sheep, he slashed left and right, causing flashes of blood to appear continuously.
Leng Rou and Little Fatty were dumbfounded.
Against Su Zimo's saber, the early-stage Foundation Establishment Cultivators were like fish on a chopping block, unable to retaliate at all.
Even if they summoned flying swords, talismans and even spirit arts, they were all sliced apart by Su Zimo's saber!
Even with lesser mastery of the Marrow Cleansing section, Su Zimo's strength was enough to kill early-stage Foundation Establishment Cultivators. Furthermore, he had even integrated the Thunder Marrow Cleansing Sutra into his body back in Thunderclap Valley.
This was a suppression in terms of strength that did not require any technique.
Even the spirit arts of early-stage Foundation Establishment Cultivators could not match the power of Su Zimo after he released his bloodline!
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