In the hall, Wei Qi dodged the incoming rocks in a wretched manner and turned to look at the door.
When he saw who it was, his expression changed as he exclaimed, "Ah, Su Zimo!"
When he heard that name, the calm Du Kai in the depths of the hall narrowed his eyes into slits with a sinister glint as his lips curled into a cruel smile.
"Hmm?"
Su Zimo's gaze shifted and landed on Wei Qi's face. His eyes lit up with a chilling killing intent as his figure flashed and he arrived before the latter instantly.
It was too fast!
Wei Qi merely felt his vision blur and his throat tighten – Su Zimo had already grabbed him by the throat and lifted him off the ground!
"You've seen me before?"
Su Zimo asked coldly with a sharp gaze.
Poison Sect had entered Xuantian City a couple of days ago. At that time, Su Zimo was not in the city and was on the saber mountain.
It was normal for Poison Sect to have heard of his name. However, it was strange for them to recognize him instantly.
With Su Zimo choking him, Wei Qi could not breathe and his expression turned increasingly terrible. Gradually, his face turned purplish-red and his eyes protruded with bloodshot veins as his tongue stuck out.
"I've … seen you before … in that cave abode!"
Wei Qi's voice stuttered and his eyes were filled with fear.
He knew in his heart that if he hesitated for a moment, this person before him would definitely snap his throat!
"Oh,"
Su Zimo nodded in understanding.
Ever since Su Zimo arrived, he had a question in his mind.
Back then, he had killed a Poison Sect cultivator in Perfected Jin Dan's cave abode – how did Poison Sect find out about it?
It turned out that there was a second Poison Sect cultivator in the crowd back then!
In other words, the words that the Poison Sect cultivator shouted before his death were actually meant for this cultivator before him – he wanted the latter to send the news back to the sect so that he could take revenge for the cultivator!
"Very good, you can die now."
Su Zimo exerted strength in his palm and crushed Wei Qi's throat before tossing the corpse to the side.
From the beginning until the end, Du Kai sat in the depths of the hall without moving at all, and he watched this scene calmly with a trace of ridicule in his eyes.
Outside the main hall, Poison Sect cultivators were gathering from all directions.
"Su Zimo, you sure have guts. You actually dared to barge into my Poison Sect's territory. Hehehe!" Du Kai's sinister laughter rang out like a vengeful ghost in the darkness.
"Poison sect?"
Su Zimo sneered, "I come and go as I please. Who can stop me?"
"Hahahaha! How arrogant! Do you think my Poison Sect's cultivators are so easy to kill? "
Du Kai burst into laughter and stood up, barking coldly, "Poison Sect cultivators are filled with poison. You're courting death by going against them with your bare hands! Why don't you lower your head and take a look at your palm and see if it has turned black? I advise you … "
Su Zimo raised his palm and Du Kai's voice abruptly stopped.
Su Zimo's palm was as white as jade, and it looked sparkling and translucent. There were no signs of poisoning at all!
Instantly, Du Kai's expression darkened.
Although the poison in Wei Qi's body was not one of Poison Sect's Seven Lethals, it was more than enough to kill ten ancient remnant beasts. Even pure-blooded ferocious beasts might lose half their lives from it!
However, Su Zimo before him was completely fine?
He was completely unaffected?
Du Kai took a closer look and saw that Su Zimo's palm did not have any protective gloves on it.
Even if he racked his brains, he would not be able to imagine the terrifying power contained within Su Zimo's bloodline.
The poison that could kill ancient remnant beasts was cleansed by Su Zimo's terrifying bloodline the moment it entered his body and dissipated into nothingness!
Although others viewed Poison Sect as a tiger's den, it did not pose much of a threat to Su Zimo.
The only things that could threaten him were Poison Sect's Seven Lethals!
"Du Kai, right? You don't have to wait for that Poison Sect cultivator to return. He has already died on the streets of the North City!"
Su Zimo strode in huge strides towards Du Kai with a murderous aura. "Also, my sister's life is not in danger. Sorry to disappoint you!"
Du Kai's gaze turned cold. When he saw that Su Zimo was about to reach him, he suddenly stomped his feet.
A warning flashed through Su Zimo's mind as his legs gave way and the floor caved in!
At that moment, it was already too late to summon his flying sword.
With a whoosh, a pair of gigantic spirit wings extended from Su Zimo's back!
Although there was nothing beneath his feet, he could soar into the air.
Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!
A series of soft sounds tore through the air. If not for the fact that Su Zimo had opened his ear orifice, he might not have been able to hear it.
The moment the floor beneath his feet caved in, a poison needle as thin as a cow's hair shot out from the darkness below – it was one of Poison Sect's Seven Lethals, the Heart Seeking Spike!
Su Zimo's spirit perception warned him and he had already flapped his wings, charging towards Du Kai who was in the depths of the hall.
A cluster of blue Heart Seeking Thorns brushed past Su Zimo, missing him by a hair's breadth!
At the entrance of the hall, many Poison Sect cultivators swarmed in, summoning their spirit weapons one after another.
Most of the spirit weapons used by Poison Sect cultivators were strange weapons of all shapes and sizes. The only thing they had in common was that they were all smeared with a layer of poison that reflected a myriad of colors under the sunlight.
In midair, Su Zimo slapped his storage bag.
Buzz!
18 supreme-grade flying swords were summoned. They quivered and shone brightly with a boundless sharpness.
Pshew! Pshew! Pshew!
The 18 flying swords sped through the air, leaving behind streaks of sword qi as the light of formation patterns appeared and turned clearer.
Candlelight Sword Formation!
Su Zimo did not hold back at all. The moment he attacked, he used the strongest killing technique of immortal cultivation, the Candlelight Sword Formation!
Even if the 18 supreme-grade flying swords did not form a sword formation, the power released together was frightening enough, let alone the might of a sword formation.
Now that Su Zimo was at six meridian Foundation Establishment, the might of the Candlelight Sword Formation had increased as well. Even ordinary seven meridian Foundation Establishment Cultivators would not be able to withstand the killing power of the sword formation!
The strength of Poison Sect cultivators lay in their use of poison.
Their true strength was not much different from ordinary sect cultivators.
"Go!"
Su Zimo pointed behind him and hollered softly.
The 18 flying swords gathered together with their tips pointed outwards, forming a gigantic sword-shaped disk that resembled a blazing sun. 18 streaks of sword qi were released in a blinding manner!
Instantly, the sword formation slammed into the crowd behind and tore a gigantic hole!
The strongest cultivator of Poison Sect was only at seven meridian Foundation Establishment – there was no way they could defend against the killing impact of the Candlelight Sword Formation. Instantly, blood mists were formed and severed limbs flew everywhere.
Many Poison Sect cultivators were on the brink of death – how could they be bothered to release poison against Su Zimo?
At the same time as he tossed out the Candlelight Sword Formation, Su Zimo pulled out a gigantic blood-colored spirit saber from his storage bag with his right hand that exuded an endless ferocious aura!
Clang! Clang!
The saber vibrated and let out the sound of metal clashing with killing intent.
Instantly, Su Zimo had already lunged in front of Du Kai. Swinging Blood Quencher, he descended from the skies and hollered, "Die!"
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