Striding forth with the Plow Heaven Stride, Su Zimo's aura intensified.
At that moment, the black robed cultivator felt as though he was hallucinating, as though a gigantic hole had been ripped open in the eternal skies above his head!
Swinging his Cold Moon Saber, Su Zimo drew an arc in midair with a sinister saber qi and a chilling killing intent, slashing down viciously at the black robed cultivator's head!
The black robed cultivator did not dare to take it head-on. Taking a sidestep, he slithered to Su Zimo's side and thrust his bone spear at a tricky angle like a venomous snake.
"Hmm?"
Su Zimo narrowed his eyes.
At that moment, Su Zimo had many options. He could use his Cold Moon Saber to block the incoming bone spear or avoid its sharpness before pouncing for the kill.
However, both of those options would cause the advantage and aura that Su Zimo had just accumulated to vanish into thin air.
Furthermore, Su Zimo was not suited to be entangled with his opponent in a situation where he was surrounded by enemies.
The best way to break out of this situation was to kill the black robed cultivator with lightning speed and destroy the mental defenses of everyone from Malevolent Earth Sect!
Against the incoming bone spear, Su Zimo's eyes lit up as he hollered, "Good timing!"
Without dodging or avoiding, Su Zimo suddenly reached out with his palm, spreading his fingers like a fan and grabbing towards the bone spear!
At the same time, Su Zimo changed his stance at the last minute and stopped his downward slash forcefully. Flipping his wrist, he gripped his Cold Moon Saber in a reverse grip and slashed towards the black robed cultivator's neck.
"You must have a death wish!"
The black robed cultivator harrumphed coldly.
Nobody could defend against his bone spear with their bare hands.
He believed that even that lunatic from Overlord Palace could not do it!
The black-robed cultivator was confident that after crushing Su Zimo's palm, he would stab the latter's chest and pierce his heart, killing him on the spot!
Just as Su Zimo's palm was about to make contact with the black robed cultivator's bone spear, something happened!
Suddenly, a ball of lightning appeared in Su Zimo's palm. It was bedazzling with electric snakes that crackled wildly.
"Hmm?"
"Lightning Art!"
The black-robed cultivator's expression changed and he could not help but exclaim.
Although Su Zimo's Cold Moon Saber had flashed with lightning, no one thought too much about it. They thought that the Cold Moon Saber was similar to the Bone Spear and was made of special spiritual materials. It was formed from lightning and belonged to the sharpness of a weapon.
But now, Su Zimo had condensed a ball of lightning in his palm. What did this mean?
The black-robed cultivator's first reaction was that this was a lightning technique.
But on second thought, the black-robed cultivator rejected this idea.
With the existence of the ancient spirit lock formation, even the spirit energy of a Foundation Establishment Cultivator would be restricted. Even if this green-robed cultivator came from an immortal sect, he would not be spared.
Bloodline!
Suddenly, a thought flashed through the mind of the black robed cultivator.
Before that, Su Zimo channeled his blood qi. Not only did it produce the sound of surging tides, it was also accompanied by rumbling thunder.
The power of lightning must have come from his bloodline!
Just as the black-robed cultivator was thinking about this, Su Zimo's palm had already landed on top of his bone spear.
Instantly, the malevolent aura on the bone spear dissipated on the spot.
The black-robed cultivator did not panic in the face of danger. Although the power of lightning could suppress the malevolent aura in the bone spear, Su Zimo's palm was made of flesh after all and could not be compared to his bone spear.
The black-robed cultivator's expression was menacing and his eyes shone with violence. He roared and channeled strength in both arms, shaking his bone spear, wanting to crush Su Zimo's palm.
Suddenly, the black-robed cultivator's expression froze.
Suddenly, Su Zimo's palm went limp and coiled around his bone spear like a tongue!
Bam!
The bone spear trembled and let out a dull buzzing sound.
"Ah!"
The black-robed cultivator cried out in pain. His palm was torn and he was dripping with blood as his bone spear flew out of his hand.
At the same time, the black-robed cultivator felt a bone-chilling coldness from the side, causing him to feel as though he had fallen into an ice cellar.
The Cold Moon Saber was slashing over!
"Not good!"
The black-robed cultivator's heart skipped a beat. By the time he wanted to dodge, it was already too late.
The reason why Su Zimo chose to receive the black-robed cultivator's bone spear barehanded was because he wanted to kill the latter on the spot within a single round!
Once the black-robed cultivator was dead, the other Malevolent Earth Sect cultivators would be like chickens and dogs – there was nothing to fear.
"Hmm?"
All of a sudden!
As though he sensed something, Su Zimo's expression changed slightly.
In a flash, Su Zimo's heart skipped a beat as he suddenly felt a chilling killing intent.
That killing intent was familiar.
It was the assassin who pretended to be a corpse when they entered this place previously!
Su Zimo did not know when the corpse had snuck in or what it was disguised as.
Su Zimo only knew that if he was slightly slower, he would be buried here!
That thought flashed through his mind and Su Zimo's Cold Moon Saber suddenly paused.
The black-robed cultivator was the fiend heir of Malevolent Earth Sect after all and had been through hundreds of battles. How could he miss out on such an opportunity?
Leaning backwards, the black-robed cultivator stomped on the ground and retreated swiftly.
Su Zimo did not stay on the spot as well. Suddenly, he shifted horizontally and lowered his body, twisting his limbs on the ground like an anaconda moving through grass.
Shing!
A long, thin sword landed where Su Zimo was initially and stabbed into the ground, leaving behind a shocking sword scar.
If Su Zimo was half a step slower, there would definitely be a bloody hole on his body!
The person who attacked was mixed in with the Malevolent Earth Sect cultivators and looked no different from the others. The only difference was the long, thin sword in his hands.
When the black-robed cultivator caught sight of the sword, he narrowed his eyes and exclaimed softly, "Thousand-faced!"
Even though the thousand-faced cultivator's identity was exposed, there was no change in his expression and his eyes were dull.
Without saying anything, the thousand-faced cultivator flicked his wrist and the long, thin sword disappeared mysteriously. Thereafter, his figure flashed like a phantom and disappeared into a fork in the road.
Since his attack failed, he fled immediately, not giving Su Zimo any chance at all.
The black-robed cultivator's eyes flickered as he waved his hand and said in a deep voice, "Let's go!"
The moment he said that, the black-robed cultivator walked onto the fork as well with many Malevolent Earth Sect cultivators following closely behind.
Su Zimo's expression changed. After weighing his options on the spot, he turned and chased in the direction of the girl in pink.
Even though that exchange was short, it would definitely cause quite a stir in the cultivation world.
Forcing back two Devil Heirs with his own strength was not something that anyone could do.
Of course, there were two reasons why Su Zimo gave up on chasing after the black-robed cultivator.
Initially, he wanted to end the battle quickly and kill the other party at the fastest speed possible!
But now that the black-robed cultivator had retreated into the fork in the road under the protection of everyone, that was clearly not a realistic plan.
Furthermore, there might be a peerless assassin hidden in that fork!
The second reason was because of the girl in pink.
Su Zimo had once promised to protect the girl in pink's safety.
Even though Su Zimo had already guessed the girl in pink's identity, he had to fulfill his promise before he was certain and could not linger here for too long.
Furthermore, there was an itinerant cultivator, Yan Fei, beside the girl in pink.
Su Zimo had long noticed that there was something wrong with the way Yan Fei looked at the girl in pink.
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