At this time, Su Xin was running, madly running out of the city.
Up until now, he had not cultivated any movement techniques, so his speed could only be considered average. There was no way he could shake off the people behind him.
Moreover, even if he had already shaken off Zhu Zefang and the others in the city, with the Blood Dress Tower assassin around, his judgment of the target's traces was simply amazing. In less than a quarter of an hour, they had already caught up to Su Xin.
Zhu Zefang sneered, "Run? Why don't you keep running? Su Xin, when you killed my son, did you think that this day would come? "
Su Xin said, "I'm sorry, are you talking about that trash Zhu Yanxin? I only casually swept him with my rod, who would have thought that he would be directly killed. Tsk tsk, Villa Master Zhu, this is because you did not teach your son properly. How could he be so weak? "
Zhu Zefang almost vomited blood.
This father had painstakingly raised his son, just to be a punching bag for you to play with?
Just as he was about to say something, Su Xin suddenly attacked. The Blood River Divine Finger was pointed out, directly attacking Zhou Changxin!
Zhou Changxin sneered, "Treating me as a target, do you really think that I am easy to bully?"
The scarlet Damascus Iron Spear brought with it a dazzling flame, attempting to block in front of Su Xin.
However, when Su Xin's Blood River Divine Sword was unsheathed, it would only return after seeing blood. If you dare to block me, then I will kill you!
The scarlet sword light shone brightly, and Zhou Changxin immediately felt a great force coming towards him. The Damascus Iron Spear in his hand was not stable, almost falling out of his hand.
This attack was Su Xin's true strength. Just now, there were too many people in the city, so he was too embarrassed to use some of his moves.
Now that there was no longer a bunch of spectators, Su Xin naturally prepared to attack in whatever way he wanted.
"Arrogant!"
Zhu Zefang snorted coldly, using the Dharma Sword Technique, the complex sword momentum enveloping Su Xin.
Duan Tianya's Saber of Mercy was also unleashed. If one wanted to deliver the people of the world from suffering, one must first eliminate the evil karma!
The joint attack from the three of them immediately put Su Xin in a disadvantageous position. At the same time, however, Zhu Zefang and the others were shocked.
Fortunately, Zhu Zefang was more cautious this time. He had invited three Divinity Level martial artists to help him. Otherwise, he might not have been able to take down Su Xin.
Although Su Xin was a small realm lower than them, he was much stronger than them in terms of strength, martial skills, and the foundation he had laid down when practicing martial arts. In a one-on-one fight, he did not have the confidence to defeat Su Xin.
Taking advantage of the fact that Su Xin was being suppressed by Zhu Zefang and the other two, the cyan-clothed assassin who had yet to make a move made his move.
The thin sword in his hand was like a venomous snake hiding in the dark, staring at Su Xin. When the time came, he would kill Su Xin completely!
Sensing the murderous intent coming from behind him, Su Xin flicked his left Divine Blood River Finger and attacked the assassin from the Blood Dress Tower.
At that moment, Zhou Changxin performed his Crimson Flame Lightning Spear. Each of his attacks was bold and powerful. Flames and lightning exploded all over the sky. Su Xin's body was like a broken boat in the ocean. He was only half a step away from sinking!
Duan Tianya's eyes flashed and he swung the Crescent Saber in his hand. The Saber Intent of Mercy and the Saber Intent of Destruction merged into one. The power of the two tore the surrounding air into gusts of strong wind, appearing extremely ferocious.
The Shaolin Temple did teach secular disciples some martial arts techniques. The 72 Ultimate Skills were not the same.
Just like how Zhou Changxin had integrated his spear techniques into the Demon Vanquishing Staff Technique, Duan Tianya's saber attack was also a condensation of half of his life's understanding of martial arts. It was not the Saber of Mercy, but it was much stronger than the normal Saber of Mercy.
Two fists were no match for four hands, let alone the fact that Su Xin was facing more than just four hands.
The corners of Zhu Zefang's mouth curled up into a cold smile. This time, Su Xin had to die!
Su Xin's heart was emotionless at that moment. He was not in a desperate situation yet. After all, he still had a trump card that he had not used.
His consciousness entered the system and Su Xin quickly exchanged for a consumable item. While he was distracted for a moment, Duan Tianya's Crescent Saber was already upon him.
At that moment, Su Xin made a move that no one had expected. He suddenly kept his sword and punched out. His entire body turned into a Vajra Skanda, destroying the world and subduing the demons!
The Great Skanda Staff! This was the Great Skanda Staff that Murong Bo had used before, even more powerful than the ones used by the monks of the Shaolin Temple!
Su Xin's fist was no longer a fist, but a Vajra Staff, a Vajra Staff that could destroy the world and subdue the demons.
The fist broke and the saber shattered. Duan Tianya spat out a mouthful of blood and shouted in shock, "The Great Skanda Staff!? How could you possibly know the Great Skanda Staff? "
Zhou Changxin and Zhu Zefang were equally shocked, even forgetting to attack. The scene before them was just too strange.
It must be known that the Seventy-Two Ultimate Skills of the Shaolin Temple were all secrets that were not passed on to outsiders, and there were differences in strength among them.
Due to their status, secular disciples like them were only qualified to be taught the last thirty-six ultimate skills. Only direct disciples who had officially shaved their tongues to become monks were qualified to be taught the first thirty-six ultimate skills.
They had seen the Shaolin Temple's Monastic Discipline Hall's Master use this Great Skanda Staff before, so they could confirm that what Su Xin was using was indeed the authentic Great Skanda Staff. It even looked more imposing than the Monastic Discipline Hall's Monastic Discipline Hall's Master.
They were in a daze, but Su Xin wasn't.
Consumables all had their own time limit. The three and a half stars Great Skanda Staff had a time limit of seven and a half minutes, but the inner energy consumed was still Su Xin's own, so he had to end the battle quickly.
His fist could destroy the world. The Skanda was the guardian of the Buddhist sect, and the Great Skanda Staff was extremely ferocious. Su Xin didn't care about the others, he only focused on Zhou Changxin, who was the strongest.
Zhou Changxin's eyes flashed with a cold light. Did Chen Changxin really think he was a pushover?
The Crimson Fire Lightning Spear in his hand exploded with scorching true energy, and the heavy Damascus Steel Spear created a dozen spear afterimages as it shot towards Su Xin. But Su Xin didn't dodge. The Great Skanda Staff once more smashed out, and a crack instantly appeared on Zhou Changxin's Damascus Steel Spear!
This sort of extremely ferocious martial art, when used to one hundred percent, had an astonishing aura.
Moreover, Su Xin cultivated the Dragon Elephant Prajna Art. Although it could only be considered a small success, his pure physical strength was still stronger than a martial artist of the same level, or even a realm higher. The Great Skanda Staff's power had even been unleashed by Su Xin to 120%.
After three strikes of the Skanda Pestle, the Damascus Steel Spear in Zhou Changxin's hand was already broken. Zhu Zefang saw that the situation was not good, so he thrust out his long sword. The sword momentum of the Damo Sword flowed toward Su Xin, while the thin sword of the assassin from the Blood-clothed Tower was like a maggot attached to a bone, forcing Su Xin to defend himself.
But Su Xin's actions were something he hadn't expected.
Su Xin didn't dodge. Instead, he used the Blood River Divine Finger to deflect the Blood Dress Tower assassin's slender sword.
Zhu Zefang's Damo Sword's power was like a rain of ink, and Su Xin's Blood River Divine Finger couldn't block it. He could only barely dodge a portion of it, and after taking several of the sword qi head-on, he also slammed the Great Skanda Staff into Zhou Changxin's chest, directly shattering his heart!
Injuring ten fingers wasn't as good as breaking one. With four people surrounding him, Su Xin had to kill one of them first in order to seize the initiative. For this, he didn't hesitate to pay a great price!
The Dragon Elephant Prajna Art's toughness allowed Su Xin to not suffer too many injuries on the surface, but when Zhu Zefang's sword qi entered his body, it injured Su Xin's internal organs, causing him to immediately spit out a mouthful of blood.
The Blood Dress Tower assassin behind him saw an opportunity, and his figure suddenly turned into a bolt of lightning. He had taken out a slender sword at some point in time, and both swords stabbed out consecutively. A biting cold murderous intent immediately enveloped Su Xin's throat, heart, and almost all of his other fatal spots.
This black-clothed assassin from the Blood Dress Tower was actually very ordinary. He didn't have very profound internal strength or martial techniques, but he had already trained his killing techniques to the point of perfection.
Right now, Su Xin was undoubtedly at his weakest. Not only had he been continuously injured, but he had also been seriously injured by Zhu Zefang's sword qi. If he didn't take action now, then when would he?
However, he had miscalculated one thing. Right now, Su Xin wasn't at his weakest, but at his strongest!
Su Xin turned around, and actually used both hands to grab the Blood Dress Tower assassin's slender swords. A powerful force burst out, and the two slender swords were forcibly broken!
The Blood Dress Tower assassin hurriedly retreated in shock, but how could Su Xin give him this opportunity?
The Great Skanda Pestle struck out, and the Blood Dress Tower assassin slapped his palms repeatedly, wanting to block, but his arms were directly broken by the Great Skanda Pestle. Su Xin's Blood River Divine Finger pointed out, and a blood-colored sharp edge pierced through his head.
Su Xin had already expended 70% of his internal strength. Right now, Duan Tianya was injured, and although Zhu Zefang wasn't injured, his strength was the lowest among the four of them, and he couldn't pose a threat to Su Xin at all.
Zhu Zefang suddenly clenched his teeth, raised his sword, and rushed forward, shouting, "Brother Duan, leave first! Go find the experts of the Shaolin Temple's secular disciples to avenge us! "
The two strongest people had already died in the hands of Su Xin. Now, one of them was weak, and the other was crippled. What else could they use to deal with Su Xin?
In any case, Su Xin definitely wouldn't let them off today, and Zhu Zefang didn't mind accompanying Su Xin to perish together with him.
Duan Tianya had been implicated by him, and Zhu Zefang still had a bit of conscience in his heart. He would rather Duan Tianya escape. That way, even if Su Xin didn't die, he would still have to face the endless pursuit of the secular disciples of the Shaolin Temple!
A mocking smile appeared on Su Xin's face, and he said, "Manor Lord Zhu, have you found your conscience? Unfortunately, it's too late now! If you want to kill me, Su Xin, then you have to be prepared to be killed. Go in peace, and I will send those people from your Zhu Clan Manor to accompany you in hell very soon! "
The Great Skanda Pestle struck out continuously, and the sword in Zhu Zefang's hand broke. He was in imminent danger, but Duan Tianya actually didn't leave at this moment. Instead, he turned around and struck out with his palm, and a wave of cold and sinister energy erupted, heading straight for Su Xin.
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