At the same time.
The blood-robed youth endured the pain in his head and grit his teeth. "Watch out, Su Zimo has something else on him!"
However, it was already too late by the time he said that.
The moment Night Spirit made its move, Yu Fei sensed something as well and instinctively turned around to look in that direction.
The next moment, Yu Fei's pupils constricted and his heart stopped beating!
"Pfft!"
Blood flashed and Yu Fei's Adam's apple was ripped apart by Night Spirit with a huge chunk of flesh!
Blood spewed out and splattered all over Su Zimo's body.
It had to be said that Night Spirit's timing was perfect!
The entire process was as smooth as flowing water.
In that short moment, Night Spirit displayed a sharp sense and precise grasp of timing in battle. However, that was an ability that no one imparted to it.
This was completely an instinct!
Killing instinct!
When he saw that, Su Zimo was stunned.
The blood-robed youth's mind went blank and he was stunned as well.
That claw was way too ruthless!
Even if Yu Fei was a Jin Dan realm spirit demon, he would not be able to survive such a severe injury.
Yu Fei's eyes widened and a ball of black light burst forth from his chest with a divine glow. He threw a backhand punch towards Night Spirit's head!
It was a final struggle of a Jin Dan realm spirit demon!
Although the entire process seemed long, it happened in a split second.
Yu Fei's reaction was extremely fast.
Right after his throat was ripped apart by Night Spirit's claw, the first thing he did was to strike and kill Night Spirit on the spot!
His main artery was severed and his blood qi was severely drained – Yu Fei had already realized that he was definitely going to die.
However, he had to kill Night Spirit before he died!
Against Yu Fei's incoming punch, Night Spirit leaped and tilted its head, dodging to the side with all its might.
"Bang!"
Even so, Yu Fei's fist still landed heavily on Night Spirit's waist.
"Heeya!"
Night Spirit cried out in pain as a large part of his abdomen caved in.
His entire body was like a kite with its string cut. He was sent flying back by the punch and fell back into Su Zimo's arms.
Night Spirit's eyes were closed as he coughed up blood. He had already fainted.
Seeing this scene, Su Zimo felt his heart ache.
The Night Spirit, who was not even a month old, was much weaker than a Jin Dan realm spirit demon.
It was like a baby holding a dagger in his hand. Although he had the power to kill an adult, he was far from being a match for the adult.
In truth, if Yu Fei hadn't been heavily injured and lost a large amount of blood and Qi, his strength would have been greatly reduced.
Just Now, this punch could very well blow up Night Spirit's body!
This punch seemed to have exhausted the last of Yu Fei's life force.
"Young … master, hurry … leave!"
Yu Fei's face was pale and his throat was broken. He could not speak clearly and stuttered, but he was still trying his best to speak.
The moment he said those four words, Yu Fei fell to the ground with a thud. His eyes were lifeless and the blood from his throat stained the ground beneath him.
Su Zimo stuffed Night Spirit back into his robes and looked at the blood-robed youth opposite him with a cold, murderous gaze!
At that moment, Su Zimo was not in a good state.
With the help of Night Spirit, he managed to break free from the mental control of the Blood Slave Art.
However, he had expended a huge amount of energy during this period of time and was physically and mentally exhausted – it was comparable to fighting a top expert.
The blood-robed youth was not in a good state either.
The interruption of the Blood Slave Art and the backlash caused the blood-robed youth's mind to be in a daze.
Both of them were in terrible states and it was unknown who would emerge victorious if they were to fight.
However, when he saw Yu Fei's death and heard his dying words, the blood-robed youth already had thoughts of retreating.
Moreover, what kind of person was he?
He was the young lord of Blood Crow Palace and had an incomparably noble status!
Why should he fight to the death with this Foundation Establishment Cultivator before him?
As long as he avoided this person for the time being and waited for Perfected Jin Dan to arrive from the battlefield, this lad would definitely die!
At that thought, the blood-robed youth made up his mind.
Retreat!
Right then, Su Zimo's gaze looked over. It was as sharp as a sword, as though it could shred him into pieces!
That was not the gaze of a human at all.
It was more like a famished ancient ferocious beast – ferocious, violent and bloodthirsty!
The blood-robed youth's heart skipped a beat and he retreated half a step back instinctively.
"Boom!"
That half a step caused Su Zimo's aura to increase tremendously.
Under the guidance of his aura, Su Zimo executed the Plow Heaven Stride and charged forward. Bursting with the power of blood qi, he threw a punch that transformed into a gigantic seal that descended from the skies!
Su Zimo's eyes were cold and he had no intention of holding back.
Earlier on, he was nearly controlled by the blood-robed youth and became the latter's blood slave.
Night Spirit was severely injured and his fate was unknown.
More than half of the most elite disciples of Misty Peak's Foundation Establishment realm were dead.
Two elders of the sect were dead as well.
All of these blood debts had to be repaid with the life of the blood-robed youth before him!
"Save me!"
The blood-robed youth was shocked and shrieked. Reaching into his storage bag, he withdrew a white bone shield.
Injecting spirit energy, the white bone shield expanded instantly and the blood-robed youth tossed it over his head hurriedly.
The blood-robed youth's courage was already weak and he did not dare to attack at all. He could only defend passively.
In his opinion, as long as he could last ten rounds, Perfected Jin Dan would definitely arrive from the battlefield not far away to provide reinforcements. They would save him and kill Su Zimo at the same time.
…
On the battlefield of Jin Dan, the ten Perfected Jin Dan Cultivators of Blood Crow Palace, led by Peng Yue, surrounded Wen Xuan and Elder Yu and attacked. They had complete control of the situation.
If not for Wen Xuan's Jin Dan phenomenon, the two of them would have died a long time ago.
However, releasing the Jin Dan phenomenon consumed a lot of spirit energy.
Wen Xuan could not hold on for long.
Peng Yue's expression changed when he heard Wen Xuan's cry for help.
"Hurry and reinforce the young master! Nothing must happen to him!"
Peng Yue pointed at the two Perfected Jin Dan Cultivators and shouted.
The two Perfected Jin Dan Cultivators retreated hurriedly and soared into the air, speeding in the direction of the blood-robed youth.
The development of the situation was as the blood-robed youth had expected.
Indeed, Perfected Jin Dan Cultivators arrived after his cry for help.
However, the blood-robed youth was wrong about something …
Bang!
Su Zimo's fist landed on the white bone shield with a deafening sound.
The bone shield trembled violently and cracks appeared on it as its light dimmed.
The white bone shield was destroyed by a single punch from Su Zimo!
Psst!
The blood-robed youth's expression changed starkly as he gasped.
Immediately after, Su Zimo's figure flashed and arrived before the blood-robed youth.
Su Zimo's eyes shone coldly as he reached out and grabbed the blood-robed youth's arms, ripping them apart.
At the same time, he bent his knees and charged forward like a divine steed!
Divine Steed Dismemberment!
Shing!
A blood mist filled the air.
"Ah!"
Accompanied by the blood-robed youth's tragic cry, Su Zimo ripped his arms off forcefully!
After Divine Steed Dismemberment, it was Divine Steed Trample!
Su Zimo bent his knee and struck the blood-robed youth's chest, making use of the momentum to leap.
Stomping twice on the blood-robed youth's head, Su Zimo's figure had already passed the blood-robed youth without any sluggishness.
The two killing moves were seamless and could be said to be perfect!
The moment Su Zimo landed, the blood-robed youth collapsed on his back as well.
His chest was caved in and his throat was shattered. His face was a bloody mess – he was already dead after being trampled beyond recognition!
The blood-robed youth was wrong about one thing.
Su Zimo didn't even need ten rounds to kill him, but … three!
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