Chapter 166 Blood Is Like a Tide
Three o’clock black light pierced through the void, and almost came to the front in the blink of an eye, the chill was piercing!
The black-robed cultivator had kept the castration forward, and he didn't have time to think about it. His legs suddenly bent, he knelt on the ground, and the whole person leaned back with force.
The black-robed cultivator hides like this, and everyone behind him suffers.
puff! puff! puff!
The sound of sharp arrows piercing flesh and blood continued to sound, and poignant and beautiful blood flowers flashed, screaming one after another, the crowd fell and sat in a mess.
Due to inertia, the black-robed cultivator knelt on his knees and slid forward for some distance, the hem of the robe shattered and covered with dust.
The black-robed cultivator sat up and straightened his body. Between his eyes, there was a faint bloodstain, which was extremely conspicuous.
Although the black-robed cultivator's response was already fast, it was still a little slower, and his eyebrows were cut by a sharp arrow.
The black-robed monk's pupils suddenly became pitch black, and even the whites of his eyes were covered with a layer of black mist, his body was full of evil spirits, and he said coldly: "No matter who shoots the arrows, you must..."
Before the black-robed cultivator could finish speaking, he heard a voice coming from the fork.
"Shut up."
The voice seemed impatient and commanding.
The black-robed cultivator was furious, no one could order him here!
The black-robed cultivator was about to finish saying the words "certain death" when another cold light appeared, and along with the whining sound, a sharp arrow shot!
The black-robed cultivator's words just came to his lips, but he had to hold back abruptly, and his just straight body lay down again.
puff! puff! puff!
The monk behind him suffered again.
at the fork.
The girl in pink and Yan Fei had already escaped.
Seeing Su Zimo, who was arching with a bow, the pink-skirted girl's eyebrows rose gradually, she gritted her teeth and stared at her and asked, "Su Zimo, were you not afraid of missing your shot just now?"
Su Zimo glanced coldly at the girl in the pink skirt, did not speak, and pointed to another fork, signaling them to go that way.
The girl in the pink skirt bit her red lips and whispered, "Remember your mission, you have to protect me well!"
With an expressionless face, Su Zimo looked at the fork in the black-robed cultivator's side, and suddenly asked, "Are there people from the Demon Sect?"
"Yes, they are Demon Sect disciples!"
The girl in the pink skirt nodded hurriedly.
"Oh."
Su Zimo responded, looked back at the girl in the pink skirt, and said lightly, "I've never been soft-hearted towards people in the Demon Sect, see one, kill one!"
Su Zimo really hated the Demon Sect.
The Huanxi sect in Yan country is not the right way, and he has witnessed the cruel methods of the people in the devil's sect. In Linfeng City, hundreds of thousands of innocent people died tragically!
Su Zimo's words seem to be nothing, but they seem to mean something else.
The pink skirt girl's eyes flashed, and she said with a smile, "That's not necessarily true."
Su Zimo kept his mouth shut, put the blood crystal bow on his back, and took out the Hanyue Knife from his waist and walked towards the fork in the road not far away.
The black-robed cultivator rushed out with a pitch-black bone gun, and saw a scholar-looking shaved cultivator walking towards him, with a large blood-colored bow slung across his body, a quiver on his back, and a long handle in his hand. Knife.
"Is it you who shoots the arrow?"
The black-robed cultivator's eyes were bright, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, a trace of cruelty flashed in his eyes, he stepped forward, and stabbed his gun straight!
The evil spirit lingered on the bone gun, it was pitch black as ink, and it was about to come out.
Although there is no spiritual power injection, the power of this bone gun is far superior to other weapons.
Su Zimo's expression remained unchanged, his wrist turned, and the Hanyue knife slid upwards.
when!
The bone gun was swayed by the Hanyue Knife.
"Um?"
The black-robed cultivator let out a light sigh, showing surprise on his face, and secretly said in his heart, "What's the origin of this person?"
He never thought that meeting a cultivator here would not only block his bone gun, but also swing it away!
You must know that among the seven sects of the Demon Sect, only three sects have the real inheritance of superior body refining techniques.
Although the disciples of the other four sects also train their bodies, they only use spiritual energy and spiritual power to temper their bodies.
This is the most common and common body quenching technique.
Compared with the real body refiners, such cultivators have a huge difference in melee combat power.
The black-robed cultivator, as the devil of the Earth Demon Sect in this life, naturally does not need to say much about the power of melee combat.
Before entering this place, the black-robed cultivator thought that there were only two people worth his attention in this inheritance place, one of them was the devil of the Overlord's Palace, and the other was the devil of the Hidden Killing Sect.
Of course, the scholar in green shirt in front of him could not be the devil of the Overlord's Palace.
Although the demon of the hidden killing sect is known as the assassin with thousands of faces, no one has seen his true appearance, but his weapon has never changed. It is the inherited weapon of the hidden killing sect, called the blade of the assassin!
The Assassin's Blade is a long and narrow sword, not a long sword at all.
"Shh!"
Su Zimo swung the bone spear, and the Hanyue Knife did not stop, slashed forward and slashed towards the black-robed cultivator's cheek!
Before the knife arrives, the chill enters the body!
If it wasn't for the black-robed cultivator's body being tempered with spiritual energy and suffocating energy all the year round, I am afraid that the body would become stiff under the shroud of this sword energy.
"So strong!"
The black-robed cultivator didn't dare to be careless, and quickly stepped back to avoid the knife.
During this time, other monks from the Earthsha Sect swarmed out from the fork in the road and surrounded Su Zimo.
"Hehe, it's a pity, you are so good at you, but you're going to die here!"
The black-robed cultivator laughed, running his blood, and his eyes suddenly became pitch black, with no whiteness at all!
The body of the black-robed cultivator faintly exudes a faint evil spirit.
Su Zimo's expression was as usual, he shook the long knife in his hand, and the blood in his body was about to stir.
"I'll let you die today!"
The black-robed cultivator let out a loud roar, bursting with the power of his bloodline, and rushed up again, the bone gun shook in his hand, and a huge arc appeared, black energy lingered, the tip of the gun was erratic, and it was difficult to tell where it landed.
A group of sect monks next to him also swarmed up.
"Hehehe..."
Su Zimo laughed, his eyes filled with killing intent!
"Crash! Crash!"
The laughter did not stop when the black-robed monks suddenly heard the sound of a tidal wave.
And the sound of the tide actually originated from the body of the blue-shirted monk in front of him!
"what?"
"This is the sound made when carrying qi and blood!"
"What a strong bloodline, could it be... this is the realm of the legendary 'blood is like a tide'?"
Everyone was shocked and discolored.
In the art of refining the body, there is a distinction between superior and inferior.
The so-called inferior body refining technique, the part that is tempered is nothing more than flesh and bones.
And the body refining technique that can cut the marrow and exchange blood is superior!
As long as the best body refining techniques are used in cutting the marrow and exchanging blood, a realm will be mentioned, that is, 'blood is like lead and mercury', which means that every drop of blood in the body is as heavy, tough, round and smooth as lead and mercury. powerful!
This is a very high state in a kind of marrow replacement and blood exchange, and it is difficult to achieve.
On top of blood like lead and mercury, there is a more ethereal realm, that is, blood is like a tide!
According to legend, once a body refiner of this realm carries blood, the sound of the surging tide will be heard in the body, turbulent and violent, and the explosive power is amazing!
Every time such a cultivator makes a move, he will carry the atmosphere of the tide, as if to annihilate the world, unstoppable and extremely terrifying!