Chapter 47
"Where's the beast, dare to spoil the event of my Huanxi Sect!"
Elder Qian was furious, stunned for a moment, and flew away with his flying sword, leading the people of the Huanxi Sect to chase and kill him.
One after another aura galloped past from mid-air.
Elder Qian's face was ashen, he glared at Elder Chen, gritted his teeth and scolded, "You crow's mouth!"
Just now, Elder Chen just said that Su Zimo was injured like this, how could he still escape?
As a result, a spirit monkey appeared out of nowhere, killed a few sect disciples, and rescued Su Zimo.
Elder Chen looked innocent.
Because of chasing and killing this Su Zimo, Elder Chen had already been scolded by Elder Qian pointing his nose twice, and he was so angry that he had nowhere to vent.
Elder Chen looked at the spirit monkey running in the distance, his eyes were full of resentment, and he said coldly: "This beast is not fast, it can't escape for long!"
Just like when Su Zimo was besieged by the wolves half a year ago, when he was most in danger, the monkeys stepped forward and dragged him back from the gate of hell.
But this time, it was different from half a year ago.
The spirit monkey has the spirit of vertical mountains and the skill of rock climbing. It can jump and wander in the jungle like walking on the ground, but it is not good at speed.
What's more, the monkey is still carrying a person on his back.
Su Zimo used the environment, terrain and other external factors to make the Huanxi Sect lose its troops, but because of these factors, it was difficult for the spirit monkey to avoid the eyes of everyone in the Huanxi Sect.
External factors are a double-edged sword, benefiting both oneself and the enemy.
In the early winter, the snow is flying, the ancient trees are there, but they are bare, there is no lush jungle, the cover of dense branches and leaves, the figure and trajectory of the monkey fleeing, can be seen at a glance on the snow.
Su Zimo was completely weak, lying on the back of the spirit monkey, feeling the whistling wind in his ears, his heart was full of sadness, and said in a low voice: "Dead monkey, there is no escape, you put me down and go by yourself. ."
The monkey did not make a sound, the nostrils sprayed white air, and kept running forward, sweating profusely.
The sound of clothes breaking through the air behind him was getting closer.
The speed of the Qi trainer Yujian's flight is obviously much faster than that of the monkey!
Su Zimo sighed softly: "Monkey, these people are going to kill me, put me down, you still have hope of escaping. If this continues, within a quarter of an hour, you and I will both be caught up and die here. ."
The spirit monkey remained silent, with a resolute expression, sharp eyes, and stubbornly running forward.
Su Zimo gritted his teeth, punched the monkey on the shoulder with a ruthless heart, and said loudly: "If you leave me, only one person will die, if you take me, we will all die! Such a simple truth, why do you Don't understand? Why don't you understand?"
"Aren't you very smart, dead monkey? You are stupid! Get out of here!"
"Hoohoo!"
With red eyes, the monkey roared suddenly, earth-shattering, and the snowflakes on the surrounding ancient trees were shaken.
The people of the Huanxi Sect, who were chasing after them, were all startled when they heard the sudden roar of the spirit monkey.
fear? anger? Or desperate?
They don't understand.
But Su Zimo understood.
"I'm happy, don't worry about it!"
This is the monkey's response to him.
The monkey is not stupid. From the moment it rescued Su Zimo, it knew that they might all die here.
But the monkey was still saved.
Half a year ago, the monkey rescued Su Zimo because it had a grudge against the Canglang clan.
Half a year later, the monkey rescued Su Zimo because it regarded him as a brother who shared weal and woe, and lived and died together.
This is a tacit understanding between one person and one monkey, and it is clear to the heart without even having to speak.
Su Zimo was silent for a while before he laughed.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Su Zimo laughed heartily.
Everyone in the Huanxi Sect looked confused. They didn't understand why Su Zimo could still laugh, and he laughed so freely and happily.
Their hearts were already numb, and they couldn't appreciate the friendship between Su Zimo and Spirit Monkey.
In the eyes of everyone, the monkey is completely a beast with undeveloped intelligence, and Su Zimo is just a dying person.
But the happier Su Zimo laughed, the angrier they became.
"Go!"
Elder Qian gave an order, and many flying swords tore through the wind and snow, and the sky was full of rays of light, galloping.
In this moment of time, the distance between the two sides is getting closer and closer, and they have entered the attack range of everyone in the Huanxi Sect.
The monkey ran to the left, took a step to the right, sometimes leaned over, sometimes jumped, and tried his best to dodge with all his might.
puff!
Blood flashed.
The monkey's body trembled for a while, his feet staggered, and then he straightened his body and continued to run as if nothing had happened.
Su Zimo looked down and saw that the monkey's thigh was pierced by a flying sword, bleeding profusely, and a string of scarlet dazzling bloodstains were left on the snow behind him.
Su Zimo felt a pain in his heart, and he could clearly sense that the sword just now was aimed at his back.
But at the last moment, the monkey suddenly jumped up...
The spirit monkey noticed Su Zimo's worry, turned his head sideways, grinned, looked silly, and seemed to want Su Zimo to feel at ease.
Su Zimo's vision gradually blurred.
I don't know if it was too much snow or something else.
The speed of the spirit monkey has slowed down significantly, and the pace is not as nimble as the original, limping, a little embarrassed, and a little pitiful.
The thighs were all pierced, and the pain was going to hurt to death, how could it be okay?
However, the monkey never gave up.
Suddenly, Ling Monkey threw away the iron rod of Hunyuan, dragged Su Zimo off his back, and hugged him on his chest.
It was just a simple action, and Su Zimo understood.
The monkey is worried about the flying sword coming from behind.
It was worried that Feijian would stab Su Zimo immediately, so it hugged Su Zimo to his chest and exposed his back under Feijian!
The people from the Huanxi Sect chased closer and closer.
suddenly!
Su Zimo's eyes twitched wildly, his scalp exploded and his hair stood on end.
Extremely dangerous!
When the Hanyue Knife was not by his side, Su Zimo immediately took off the blood crystal bow and looked sideways, only to see a ring-shaped spiritual weapon mixed with the many flying swords behind the monkey, with two spiritual lines flashing on it, dazzling. Dazzling.
The Spirit Monkey did not perceive the threat of this ring-shaped spiritual tool, barely avoiding many flying swords, adding a few more wounds on his body, and his flesh and blood turned out, terrifyingly terrifying.
This ring-shaped spiritual tool smashed straight into the back of the spirit monkey.
There is no escape!
Su Zimo bit the tip of his tongue, exhausted the last strength in his body, raised the blood crystal bow, and slammed the ring-shaped spiritual tool hard!
when!
Su Zimo was shocked, and the blood crystal bow dropped.
Su Zimo's entire right arm burst into a cloud of blood, the skin exploded, the tendons were broken, and all the bones in the arm were broken and drooped.
This is a mid-grade spiritual weapon, an all-out blow from a middle-stage foundation-building cultivator.
Su Zimo couldn't bear it at all.
The ring-shaped spiritual weapon was blocked by the blood crystal bow, and after a slight pause, it still smashed heavily on the back of the monkey.
boom!
The back of the monkey was deeply sunken, and there was a sound of infiltrating bone cracks, and the whole body was shaken. Holding Su Zimo, he was directly sent flying, and fell into the snow not far away.
Many thanks to exclusive, weak Liu Fufeng, Remnant Soul Youmeng, Xin Zhuo and several friends for their rewards~