"Oh no!"
The Qi Refinement Warriors sitting beside the King of Yan jumped to their feet. Their expressions changed drastically.
It was extremely dangerous!
In an instant, this seemingly frail scholar seemed to have changed into another person. The aura that he exuded made the four Qi Refinement Warriors tremble with fear.
The Qi Refinement Warriors were already in such a state. The rest of the people in the main hall were even worse. Some of the civil officials were so frightened that they sat on the ground, shitting and urinating.
"Boom!"
Su Zimo stomped on the ground, making a deafening sound. A huge crack appeared on the ground that was paved with golden bricks. It was like a dark and gloomy hell below, exuding a sinister and cold aura.
The entire palace shook violently. Dust fell. It was as if the sky and earth were going to collapse. The momentum was terrifying!
If they had not seen it with their own eyes, no one would dare to believe that the scene in front of them was caused by humans.
Su Zimo had already disappeared from the spot. His figure was like a divine steed, dashing forward. Almost in the blink of an eye, he was in front of the King of Yan.
Fast, too fast!
Su Zimo was standing at least a hundred feet away from the King of Yan. However, everyone only felt a blur in front of their eyes. The King of Yan and Su Zimo were already very close to each other.
At this moment, the four Qi Refinement Warriors beside the King of Yan had just taken out their spirit weapons from their storage bags.
The reaction of both parties was completely different by a level!
It was only until this moment that everyone in the main hall understood the meaning of Su Zimo's words' Just Now '.
Although he was a hundred feet away from the King of Yan, to Su Zimo, it was just a short distance away.
Within such a short distance, even if you had the power of the entire country, you would not be able to defeat an ordinary man!
"You, what do you want to do!"
The King of Yan was so frightened that his liver and guts were torn apart. His soul was about to leave his body. His eyes were filled with horror and he instinctively retreated.
Su Zimo's expression was cold. He casually knocked away the crown on the King of Yan's head. The latter's hair scattered and he looked extremely disheveled.
Su Zimo took a step forward, stretched out his palm, grabbed the King of Yan's hair and lifted him up forcefully!
"Ah!"
The King of Yan cried out in pain. His scalp was almost pulled off by Su Zimo. His forehead was covered in sweat and his limbs were cold.
"Mortal, how dare you!"
"Let the King of Yan go quickly. Otherwise, you will definitely die!"
Of the four Qi Refinement Warriors, two were controlling flying swords, one was controlling a long saber, and the last one was controlling a sharp-edged roulette.
Out of the four spirit weapons, only the roulette had spirit patterns on it and was an inferior-grade spirit weapon. The other three were pseudo spirit weapons and floated in midair, aiming at Su Zimo's vitals, waiting for an opportunity to strike.
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The King of Yan could even feel the coldness of the blade. In an instant, the hair on his body stood on end.
"My name is Su Zimo. Remember." Su Zimo's voice sounded. There were no emotional fluctuations. However, it made the King of Yan panic.
"Su Zimo, do you know that the imperial guards and the guards in the capital have a total of 100,000 people? In addition to the cultivation sect behind me, you will not be able to escape even if you have wings!"
After all, the King of Yan was the king of a country. When his life was hanging by a thread, he tried his best to calm his mind and suppressed his fear. He gritted his teeth and said, "Why don't I make a deal with you …"
"Hehe."
Su Zimo laughed.
Upon hearing this laughter, the King of Yan's heart gradually sank to the bottom.
He realized that Su Zimo was determined to kill him!
"Swoosh!"
At this moment, the King of Yan heard the sound of a sharp weapon piercing through the air. It was extremely fast.
"A Qi Refinement Warrior has struck!" The King of Yan was overjoyed.
As long as the Qi Refinement Warrior could kill Su Zimo with a sword, he would still have a chance of survival.
The Qi Refinement Warrior who struck was standing behind Su Zimo. The distance between the two of them was too close. It was less than ten feet.
This flying sword pierced through Su Zimo's blind spot. It was like a stream of light. In the blink of an eye, it was at the back of Su Zimo's head.
The eyes of the other three Qi Refinement Warriors lit up.
Seeing that this flying sword was about to pierce into the back of Su Zimo's head, Su Zimo did not even turn his head. It was as if he had eyes at the back of his head. Suddenly, he swung his arm to the back of his head. It looked soft and weak as it gently curled around the flying sword.
"Oh?"
The expression of the Qi Refinement Warrior who struck changed. He realized that he had actually lost control of the flying sword.
When Qi Refinement Warriors controlled the flying sword, they would use their own spirit energy to wrap around the flying sword. They would control the flying sword as though it was their arm. It could be used for both offense and defense.
However, how strong was the power of the Bovine-tongued Saber?
Under the curling motion, the spirit energy on this flying sword was instantly dispersed.
Su Zimo threw it with a backhand!
Poof!
The flying sword pierced through the chest of the Qi Refinement Warrior, bringing out a stream of blood. Its momentum did not diminish as it ruthlessly pierced into the wall of the main hall. The body of the sword that was stained with blood was trembling incessantly.
The entire process seemed slow, but in fact, it was extremely fast.
From the time the Qi Refinement Warrior struck to the time when his body was pierced by the sword, it was less than a breath's time!
This person's expression was dazed and his eyes were filled with disbelief. He lowered his head and looked at his chest that was gurgling with blood. His eyes were unfocused and he fell to the ground with a thud.
"Ss!"
The remaining three Qi Refinement Warriors gasped in shock. They instinctively took a few steps back, wanting to distance themselves from Su Zimo as much as possible.
Just Now, if Su Zimo had thrown that sword at any one of them, no one would have been able to dodge it.
The speed of that sword had completely exceeded their reaction speed.
"Quickly go and inform Senior Brother Liu for backup!"
Among the three of them, one of the Qi Refinement Warriors looked terrified. He hurriedly ran to the back of the main hall and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
To the King of Yan, these few breaths of time seemed to be as long as a hundred years.
They had failed!
Even the Qi Refinement Warriors had failed.
The long saber on the King of Yan's neck had not left his neck at all.
Su Zimo bowed slightly and whispered in the King of Yan's ear, "Zhao Qian, do you know? The moment I stepped into the palace, you were already a dead man. If I say that I want to kill you, no one can save you even if you are in heaven or earth or Acheron. "
There was complete silence in the spacious main hall!
It was as if everyone was intimidated by one person's aura. They were as silent as cicadas in winter.
Su Zimo's voice was not loud. It was very soft, gentle and calm, as if he was having a casual chat with the King of Yan. However, everyone could feel the terrifying murderous intent behind this voice!
The King of Yan was so frightened that his entire body was trembling. His teeth were chattering loudly. A gush of heat flowed out from his lower body and the stench of blood filled the air.
"Zhao Qian, don't be afraid. It's just a stab. There's no pain."
Su Zimo's gaze was icy cold. He said word by word, "I'll send you on your way. Go down and apologize to my parents!"
Poof!
There was a flash of blood. The King of Yan's huge head was chopped off by Su Zimo's saber and held in his hands.
Until his death, the King of Yan's eyes were wide open. They were filled with fear. In fact, even if Su Zimo did not stab him, the King of Yan would have been scared to death.
He was scared to death while he was still alive!
Fresh blood spurted out and splattered on his cheeks. However, Su Zimo was oblivious to it.
Ta! Ta! Ta!
Outside the palace, there were sounds of dense footsteps. The imperial guards of the King of Yan had arrived.
Su Zimo tied the bloody head of the King of Yan to his waist. He surveyed the surroundings and shook the long saber in his hands. He was filled with a murderous aura as he said in a cold voice, "The King of Yan is already dead. Those who block me will be killed without mercy!"
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