Seeing that Su Zimo was on a killing spree and no one could stop him, the gray robed cultivator could no longer sit still. With a holler, he burst forth with the full might of a late-stage Foundation Establishment Cultivator and summoned a middle-grade flying sword, stabbing towards Su Zimo's back!
The two spirit patterns on the sword shone brightly, emitting a mysterious glow with a chilling aura.
The sword was extremely fast and if it was Leng Rou or Little Fatty, they would not have been able to escape unscathed.
As for Su Zimo, after killing someone, it was as though he had eyes on the back of his head. Without even turning back, he tapped the ground and dodged the fatal sword!
When the gray robed cultivator saw that, his expression was unchanged and he was not surprised at all.
He could already tell that Su Zimo was a body tempered cultivator and was extremely agile. It was unrealistic for him to want to take down this person in a few moves.
"Everyone, retreat! Try your best to distance yourself from him!"
The gray robed cultivator controlled his flying sword to chase after Su Zimo while shouting, "If you can't, try your best to soar into the air on your flying swords! Don't let him get close to you!"
Suddenly, Su Zimo laughed and strode forward. Exerting strength in his legs, he burst forth with Divine Steed Fleeting, leaving a series of afterimages behind him.
"Confusion!"
Suddenly, Su Zimo reached out and a ball of thunder burst forth from his palm, exploding in front of everyone with a blinding flash and deafening rumbling thunder.
Sudden Thunder and Confusion were both thunder arts of the Void Thunder Manual.
Instant Thunder was a killing technique with considerable lethality and a huge area of effect.
Confusion, on the other hand, was a support-type spirit art with almost no lethality.
It made use of the power of thunder to confuse the five senses of the opponent, mainly to block their hearing and vision.
The many Foundation Establishment Cultivators on the other side merely felt their vision blur and their ears rumble endlessly.
The next moment, Su Zimo had already closed in.
In melee combat, no one was a match for Su Zimo. Blood flashed continuously and in the blink of an eye, the few Foundation Establishment Cultivators on the other side were already dead!
At this point in the battle, all the early-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators among the thirty-odd Foundation Establishment cultivators were dead!
At this moment, Leng Rou, who was in mid-air, let out a cry of surprise. The amulet on her body shattered with a bang.
Then, Leng Rou was hit in the stomach by a palm of spiritual energy. She flew out and spat out a mouthful of blood. Her face became even paler.
Little Fatty's shoulder was also pierced by a flying sword. He fell to the ground, cold sweat flowing down.
It was the grey-robed cultivator who had taken the opportunity to attack. Although he did not take their lives, Little Fatty and Leng Rou were clearly unable to continue fighting.
The grey-robed cultivator was very smart. He saw that the power of an early stage Foundation Establishment cultivator could no longer suppress Su Zimo, so he took the initiative to deal with Little Fatty and Leng Rou.
With that, the grey-robed cultivator could regroup and coordinate with the other nine mid-stage Foundation Establishment Cultivators to attack Su Zimo in full force!
Su Zimo stood in front of Leng Rou and Little Fatty, holding his saber horizontally in front of his chest. His eyes were filled with killing intent – against the grey-robed cultivator and ten other Foundation Establishment Cultivators, he did not show any signs of fear!
Looking at Su Zimo's back view, Leng Rou felt conflicted.
This mission was supposed to be undertaken by her, Little Fatty, Lu Yangrong and Guan Jin – Su Zimo was not qualified to participate.
However, if not for Su Zimo, she and Little Fatty would have been dead by now.
Little Fatty was filled with emotions as well.
Initially, he wanted to let Su Zimo out for a breather. However, he did not expect to encounter something like this. Two of his senior brothers died tragically and he and Leng Rou were severely injured as well – they could not help at all.
"Everyone, use your flying swords, talismans and other methods to suppress him. Wait for an opportunity to release your spirit arts and injure that man severely!"
The grey-robed cultivator was extremely decisive as he instructed the remaining nine mid-stage Foundation Establishment Cultivators to stand in different directions and spread out.
Swash! Swash! Swash!
One after another, flying swords tore through the air with many talismans in between.
Narrowing his gaze, Su Zimo gripped his Cold Moon Saber tightly with both hands. With a long howl, he swung his arms left and right to block.
Su Zimo was able to fight against any sword, talisman or spirit art used by a mid-stage Foundation Establishment Cultivator with his bloodline power without being disadvantaged.
However, the grey-robed cultivator was at late-stage Foundation Establishment.
Su Zimo's Marrow Cleansing section was only at lesser mastery. Even after fusing with the Thunder Marrow Cleansing Sutra, his strength was still inferior.
If it was a one-on-one, Su Zimo could make use of his various techniques to close the distance between the two of them before slaying the grey-robed cultivator.
But now, with nine mid-stage Foundation Establishment Cultivators as the grey-robed cultivator's helpers, the ten of them were able to restrain Su Zimo on the spot.
It wasn't that Su Zimo could not break through.
However, the moment Su Zimo left, Leng Rou and Little Fatty who were behind him would be killed on the spot.
In the face of mid-stage Foundation Establishment Cultivators, Linghu was no longer of much use.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
The sound of the Cold Moon Saber clashing against the flying swords could be heard continuously as sparks flew everywhere.
If they had not witnessed it with their own eyes, it would be hard to imagine that ten Foundation Establishment Cultivators were ganging up on a Level 9 Qi Refinement Warrior!
"Everyone, hold on! That lad must be hiding a secret body tempering technique on him that allowed his physique to be so strong. After we kill him, that secret body tempering technique will be ours!"
The grey-robed cultivator shouted once more.
The remaining nine mid-stage Foundation Establishment Cultivators were invigorated and their blood boiled as they attacked even more viciously.
Leng Rou and Little Fatty sat on the spot, only feeling the flashes of swords and sabers before them. The sounds of metal clashing could be heard continuously. However, right from the beginning, they were not injured.
Su Zimo had blocked everything for them!
During this period of time, Su Zimo had no choice but to exchange a few blows with the grey-robed cultivator. He was on the losing end and his blood was shaken while his teeth ached.
Little Fatty could tell that Su Zimo was in a predicament and could not help but shout, "Bro, don't bother about us! Leave first!"
Leng Rou pursed her red lips and did not say a word.
Naturally, she could tell that if not for her and Little Fatty, even the ten Foundation Establishment Cultivators might not have been able to stop Su Zimo!
"Hahaha!"
When the grey-robed cultivator saw that the outcome was set, he could not help but laugh. "Lad, let's see how long more you can last!"
The current situation was clear – Su Zimo was in a passive position. If he was careless, not only would he not be able to protect Leng Rou and Little Fatty, he would be injured as well.
As time passed by, Su Zimo's stamina was gradually depleted and it was only a matter of time before he was defeated and died.
In reality, Su Zimo was extremely calm at the moment and had been observing the fight between little crane and the blood-eyed crows in the skies the entire time.
Due to the might of thunder earlier on, there were not many blood-eyed crows left.
The remaining ones were almost all hunted down by little crane and could not pose much of a threat.
Su Zimo needed little crane's help.
In such a situation, only little crane's strength could be of help.
Just as the grey-robed cultivator's laughter ended, little crane finished off the last few blood-eyed crows and looked down, meeting Su Zimo's clear eyes.
Su Zimo nodded and little crane understood.
Because he channeled his bloodline with all his might earlier on, Su Zimo's green robes had already burst apart, revealing a thin golden silk armor underneath.
Suddenly, Su Zimo tore off the golden silk armor and threw it on the ground.
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