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Chapter 174

Words:2020Update:23/03/16 06:03:13

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Even though he knew that he was in danger, the thousand-faced assassin remained expressionless. Drawing his sword, he suddenly curled up into a ball and spun in midair like a tortoise.

The long and narrow sword formed a beautiful sword light around his body, dazzling everyone's eyes.

This was an extremely famous defensive technique of Hidden Death Sect.

On the one hand, curling one's body could reduce the chances of being injured.

On the other hand, the sword danced and formed a sword shadow barrier with the power of rotation. It was difficult for water to enter and could defend against enemies from all directions.

Cling! Clang!

Clang! The four black lights collided against the sword beam and let out a series of crisp sounds.

The four arrows were all blocked!

After shooting the four arrows, Su Zimo tossed the Sanguine Crystal Bow aside casually. Without stopping, he dashed towards the thousand-faced assassin in a flash, the Cold Moon Saber in his hands exuding a chilling killing intent.

Naturally, Su Zimo did not think that he could kill the fiend heir of Hidden Death Sect with just four arrows.

Those four arrows were merely Su Zimo's first move – his true killing move was yet to come!

Although the thousand-faced assassin blocked the four arrows, the power of the arrows still caused his body to stagnate slightly.

Right at that moment, Su Zimo arrived before him. Without a word, he raised his Cold Moon Saber and slashed at his face!

There was no technique to that slash. However, it brought with it an unparalleled aura. His bloodline surged and the lightning blazed in a menacing manner.

The thousand-faced assassin could not dodge and could only take it head-on.

It was not that he did not want to dodge, but Su Zimo had forced him into a corner. Every single step was calculated with extreme precision and he did not give the assassin any chance to catch his breath.

"Clang!"

The sword and Cold Moon Saber collided and let out a jarring sound.

The thousand-faced assassin shuddered and his arms went numb. The web between his thumb and index finger was torn and dripping with blood – he could barely hold onto his weapon.

The sword was bent by the immense power of the Cold Moon Saber at a shocking angle. Just as it was about to hit the thousand-faced assassin's chest, something happened!

Due to the curved blade, the tip of the Thousand Faced Sword strangely jumped up as if it was alive, silently stabbing towards Su Zimo's neck.

If Su Zimo had continued to exert force with this slash, Thousand Face would have been heavily injured at most, but Su Zimo's throat would have been pierced on the spot!

The assassination methods of the Hidden Death Sect were unpredictable and beyond the imagination of ordinary people. If one was not careful, they would be killed.

Su Zimo was alarmed. He saw the tip of the sword coming at him from the corner of his eye. He retracted his saber and stepped forward.

On the surface, it looked like it was just the tip of a foot, but with Su Zimo's bloodline and strength, a single step was no different from a spear thrust.

Suddenly!

Su Zimo seemed to have sensed something and changed his move at the last moment, pulling his leg back.

A dagger had appeared in the Thousand Face's other hand at some point in time. It was waiting there for Su Zimo's kick.

"As expected of the fiend heir of Hidden Death Sect."

Su Zimo praised internally, feeling a little regretful.

Just Now, he thought that he would definitely be able to kill the Thousand Faced Sword with his meticulous plan. To think that it would still be resolved by the other party's complicated methods.

Of course, although the Thousand Faced Sword managed to escape with his life, he did not have it easy either.

After taking Su Zimo's slash head-on, the Thousand Faced Sword's organs were shaken. Not daring to linger, he tapped his feet and passed through the crowd, darting into a fork in the road and disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Although that threat was temporarily removed, nobody could guarantee that the Thousand Faced Sword would not return.

"Everyone, attack together! Let's kill that lad first!"

Illusion Fiend Cult's heir hollered with a dark expression.

The fiend heir of Shura Sect nodded and waved his hand.

The cultivators of Illusion Fiend Cult, Shura Sect and Malevolent Earth Sect swarmed forward and a great battle broke out once more.

On the other side, Shangguan Yu looked at Ji Yaoyan who was pestering him endlessly and gradually lost his patience. Frowning, he asked, "Demoness Ji, are you still going to continue pestering him? Who is that lad to you? "

"Why do you care?"

Ji Yaoyan smiled playfully and looked at Shangguan Yu playfully.

Shangguan Yu waved his hand and the four beautiful women behind him appeared in a flash.

"There's no need to hold back. Kill her!"

Shangguan Yu pointed at Demoness Ji with a cold gaze.

"Hehe."

Ji Yaoyan was fearless as she chuckled. "Shangguan Yu, it's not certain who's going to be the one to kill who!"

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!

The four women arrived beside Ji Yaoyan and surrounded her. Wielding the swords in their hands, they moved elegantly and cooperated extremely well, as though they had cultivated some sort of combo technique.

Retracting her smile, Ji Yaoyan danced with her chains, forming a barrier around her that was impenetrable.

Shangguan Yu swayed at the periphery and fanned himself gently. Although he looked relaxed, he was actually waiting for an opportunity to strike and suppress Ji Yaoyan!

Clang! Clang! Clang!

On the other side, a great battle had already broken out.

Against the encirclement of many fiend sect cultivators, Su Zimo wielded his Cold Moon Saber fearlessly. His killing intent was torrential as he relied on his sharp spirit perception and Flesh Petrification to barge through the crowd.

Poof! Poof! Poof!

Fiend sect cultivators fell to the ground one after another as blood spewed from their bodies.

Nobody noticed that the blood on the ground was flowing towards the blood pool in the center as though it was being drawn by something!

Su Zimo did not have much power of thunder in his bloodline and could no longer release thunder arts.

Illusion Fiend Cult's fiend heir's bewitching sword technique, Shura Sect's fiend heir's torrential saber technique and Earth Malevolent Sect's superior spear technique all caused quite a bit of trouble for Su Zimo.

Coupled with the fact that fiend sect cultivators were constantly attacking him, Su Zimo could not guarantee that he would be unharmed.

Amidst the flashes of the sabers and swords, Su Zimo could only try his best to avoid his vitals while killing his enemies, exchanging the lightest injury for a life of his opponent!

Before long, Su Zimo's body was drenched in blood. Some of it was his blood, but most of it was the blood of the fiend sect cultivators.

The more the three fiend heirs and fiend sect cultivators fought, the more shocked they became.

The green-robed cultivator did not seem to know fatigue and the wounds on his body did not cause him much trouble.

How could they know that Su Zimo's recovery speed was extremely frightening and his stamina was shocking – those light injuries were nothing to him?

Dong!

Right at this moment, a muffled sound suddenly came from the area, and the ground shook as well.

"Hmm?"

Narrowing his eyes, Pang Yue's gaze landed on the blood pool not far away.

This muffled sound came from the blood pool.

Furthermore, the moment the thud sounded, a gigantic bubble appeared on the surface of the blood pool, causing ripples.

Many fiend sect cultivators were dazed.

However, Su Zimo did not think too much about it. Striding forward, he waved his fist and punched a fiend sect cultivator's chest heavily.

Snap!

The sound of bones cracking could be heard as the person's chest caved in deeply and his organs were crushed.

The person was sent flying by Su Zimo's punch and fell far away, landing in the blood pool coincidentally.

Almost instantly, the person's flesh fell off and disappeared into the blood pool, leaving behind a sinister skeleton that lingered on the surface of the blood pool for a moment before sinking.

PS: Old Saber is still writing. There are at least two more updates today ~

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