Clang! Clang! Clang!
The Infinite Pain, Netherworld Dual Swords, Dragon Scale Sword and Vermilion Bird Spear let out a series of crisp sounds.
Initially, the five Sacred Races could not suppress Su Zimo even when they were attacking him together.
But now, there were only three Sacred Races left.
Although Su Zimo was already injured, he had the complete upper hand with the terrifying Infinite Pain and Netherworld Dual Swords and his powerful blood qi!
Zhu Liang and Qing Yan became cautious in their attacks.
Lie Huo's attacks were even more sluggish and fearful.
His killing techniques were all based on his claws and fangs – any weapon was a burden to him.
However, the moment he closed in, he would have to face the sharpness of the Infinite Pain and Netherworld Dual Swords.
He could still defend against the Netherworld Dual Swords with his sharp claws.
However, in the previous attack, he was slightly slow in retracting his claws and they were sliced cleanly by the Infinite Pain Dual Swords!
Thankfully, there were no bloodline wounds on his claws and the power of the Infinite Pain Dual Swords could not be released.
Even so, Lie Huo broke out in cold sweat from fright!
Although it seemed like the three Sacred Races were attacking Su Zimo, in reality, Su Zimo was suppressing the three Sacred Races.
Sword lights shone and swept through the voids. Su Zimo was gradually drawing the three Sacred Races into his sword force!
The impact of the deaths of Fu Cangtian and Xie Lin was not limited to that.
The worlds of the three Sacred Races were gradually unable to suppress Su Zimo's Chaos World.
Su Zimo's blood qi intensified and the auras of the Creation and Karmic Fire lotus flowers behind him surged. One of them shone with a green light while the other blazed with Karmic Fire!
The Chaos World was gradually exerting its might and the gray mist continued to spread in an attempt to devour the worlds of the three Sacred Races.
Zhu Liang and the other two were secretly alarmed.
If this continued, the three of them might even die here, let alone suppress Su Zimo!
The three of them wanted to retreat and their courage weakened. Naturally, their attacks weakened as well.
In a fight between experts, the slightest mistake could be fatal!
Two divine lights burst forth from Su Zimo's eyes as he howled. Ignoring the fangs and claws of Lie Huo behind him, he leaped and charged towards Zhu Liang and Qing Yan!
This time, he was completely putting his life on the line!
Su Zimo could make use of this opportunity to kill Zhu Liang and Qing Yan.
However, he had no time to Lie Huo Lie Huo was exposed exposed exposed his vitals exposed exposed, he could be killed on the spot!
His two heads and four arms were broken.
This time round, he did not lose a second.
As long as Huo grasping the opportunity opportunity, there was a chance he was Huo!
Instantly, the three Clans instantly, instantly, they, the Instantly, they were!
Clo Flames!!!! Of the God Of! of! Of!
If Zhu Liang and Qing Yan chose to fight to the death with Su Zimo, it was very likely that they would die on the spot and Lie Huo would become the biggest winner.
Zhu Liang and Qing Yan were naturally unwilling to see such an outcome.
As for Lie Huo, he was way too wary of Su Zimo's Avici and Netherworld swords. He was afraid that this was Su Zimo's bait and that he would fall into a trap if he closed in.
The battle was intense and the situation was complicated. Both parties were mentally playing a game!
The moment Zhu Liang and Qing Yan revealed an opening, Su Zimo arrived before them with two swords in hand. There was no way to avoid and they could only try their best to deal with him.
Su Zimo ignored Lie Huo behind him and unleashed the might of the Avici and Netherworld swords to their limits. Sword qi surged and poured down on the two of them!
While Lie Huo hesitated, Zhu Liang and Qing Yan were already in danger.
"What are you waiting for?!"
Zhu Liang hollered.
Lie Huo knew that if Zhu Liang and Qing Yan were to die and he was the only one left, he would definitely not be a match for Su Zimo.
Lie Huo's gaze turned cold and his figure flashed. Like a ghost, he silently arrived behind Su Zimo and opened his mouth, biting down on Su Zimo's head!
All of a sudden!
Su Zimo's attack on Zhu Liang and Qing Yan came to an abrupt stop. Before he could turn around, the Avici and Netherworld swords had already stabbed towards him!
Lie Huo's expression changed!
"Not good!"
Lie Huo's heart skipped a beat.
This person's target is still me!
Both sides were extremely close and it was already too late for Lie Huo to retreat.
He only had time to bite the Netherworld Sword, but his fangs were cut off by the Avici Sword. The two swords intersected and cut off Lie Huo's head!
Blood gushed out like a fountain. It was a clean cut!
Lie Huo was dead!
Earlier on, Zhu Liang and Qing Yan were forced to retreat by Su Zimo's attacks. Even if Su Zimo stopped and turned to deal with Lie Huo, the two of them did not have time to counterattack.
By the time the two of them reacted, Lie Huo's head had already been separated from his body and he was dead!
In the blink of an eye, there were only two Sacred Clans left on the Vermilion Bird Altar!
This battle could be said to be filled with danger.
Su Zimo killed Lie Huo with his heavily injured body. Other than relying on his own methods, he also used the psychological game of both sides.
If the three Sacred Clans were fearless and selfless, even if Su Zimo could kill one of them, his own blood would be spilled on the spot!
The combat strength of the Sacred Clans was indeed terrifying.
Up until now, no one had been able to force Su Zimo to this extent for a long time.
After killing Lie Huo, Su Zimo only relied on the barbed Avici and Netherworld swords and did not even turn around to look.
His gaze was like a torch that was still locked onto Zhu Liang and Qing Yan.
After retracting his swords, Su Zimo did not stop and continued to charge towards the two of them with both swords in his hands!
This time round, there were only two Sacred Clans left and the pressure on Su Zimo decreased significantly.
As for Zhu Liang and Qing Yan, they could not help but feel fear when they saw Fu Cangtian, Xie Lin and Lie Huo fall one after another! No matter how strong their Dao hearts were, they could not help but feel fear!
Under Su Zimo's powerful attacks, the two of them did not even have the chance to use their Vermilion Bird tokens.
Rumble!
There were only two worlds left and they could no longer suppress the Chaos World.
The Chaos World expanded and wanted to engulf Zhu Liang and Qing Yan's worlds!
Once the Chaos World enveloped them, the two remaining Sacred Clans would have to die here!
Right then, Zhu Liang realized that there seemed to be a flaw in Su Zimo's sword force that was attacking him, giving him a chance to catch his breath.
This was a rare opportunity.
It was very likely to be his only chance to escape!
"Run!"
Without hesitation, Zhu Liang retreated from the battlefield and summoned his Vermilion Bird token. In a flash, he disappeared from the Vermilion Bird Altar!
"Zhu Liang, you …"
Qing Yan was enraged.
However, her voice was completely drowned by the sounds of swords on the battlefield.
The Netherworld Sword collided with the Dragon Scale Sword. With a turn of the blade, the Netherworld Sword was pushed aside, revealing an opening.
The Infinite Pain Sword stabbed out!
Shing!
The blade sliced through Qing Yan's dragon body. Even the dragon scales on her body could not defend against the sharpness of the Infinite Pain Sword and a bloody wound appeared!
The Infinite Pain Hell erupted and dragged Qing Yan's Essence Spirit into it instantly!
Zhu Liang and Qing Yan joined forces but they could not defend against Su Zimo's dual sword attacks.
Qing Yan was the only one left. Under the encirclement of the Infinite Pain and Netherworld Swords, she was killed on the spot within a few breaths!
The entire Ancestral Fire Holy Land was silent. Not a single sound could be heard.
On the Vermilion Bird Altar.
The green-robed cultivator who was covered in blood wielded his sword with both hands and stood proudly with a cold gaze. The saint blood on his sword dripped slowly and the corpses of the four Sacred Clans lay in a pool of blood beneath his feet!
All the cultivators widened their mouths and looked at the figure on the Vermilion Bird Altar with widened eyes. Their expressions were horrified and their hearts were filled with endless shock.
(End of Chapter)
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