Chapter 223 Three Rounds

at the same time.

The blood-robed young man resisted the stinging pain in his mind and gritted his teeth: "Be careful, there are other things on Su Zimo's body!"

But when he said this, it was already too late.

At the moment Ye Ling was dispatched, Yu Fei also felt something, turned his head subconsciously, and looked forward.

The next moment, Yu Fei's pupils contracted violently, and his heart suddenly stopped beating!

"Pfft!"

The blood light flashed, Yu Fei's Adam's apple was forcibly grabbed by Ye Ling, tearing off a large piece of flesh and blood!

Blood spurted out, splashing all over Su Zimo.

I have to say that the timing of Ye Ling's shot is perfect!

The whole process is like running clouds and flowing water, in one go.

In this short moment, Ye Ling showed a precise grasp of the timing of the battle and a keen sense of smell, and no one had taught him this ability at all.

It's all instinct!

Killing Instinct!

Seeing this scene, Su Zimo was stunned.

The blood-robed youth's mind was blank, and he was stunned.

This claw is too cruel!

Even if Yu Fei was a spirit demon in the Golden Core Realm, he would not be able to survive after being hit hard by this.

Yu Fei's eyes were round, and a black brilliance suddenly burst out from his chest. Shenhui was so strong, he punched his backhand and smashed it towards Ye Ling's head!

The death-defying fight of the spirit demon in the Jindan realm!

The whole process takes a long time, but in fact, it happened in an instant.

Yu Fei's reaction was very fast.

Just after his throat was shattered by Ye Ling's claws, he immediately shot, wanting to kill Ye Ling on the spot!

The large arteries in the throat were cut off, and the blood loss was serious. Yu Fei had realized that he would die without a doubt.

But before dying, he must behead the night spirit!

In the face of Yu Fei's punch, Ye Ling jumped, tilted his head, and tried to dodge to the side.

"boom!"

Even so, Yu Fei's fist smashed heavily on Ye Ling's waist and abdomen.

"Yeah!"

Ye Ling let out a pained cry, and a large dent in the waist and abdomen was obvious.

The whole body was like a kite with a broken string. It was punched back and fell back into Su Zimo's arms.

Ye Ling closed his eyes, coughing blood continuously, and fell into a coma.

Seeing this scene, Su Zimo felt distressed for a while.

Ye Ling, who is less than a month old, is far worse than the spirit monsters in the Golden Core Realm.

This is like a few-year-old baby with a dagger in his hand. Although it also has the power to kill adults, it is far from an adult opponent.

In fact, if it wasn't for Yu Fei's severe injuries, a large amount of qi and blood would be lost, and his strength would plummet.

With this punch just now, it is very likely that Ye Ling's body will explode!

This punch seemed to have exhausted Yu Fei's last vitality.

"Less... Lord, hurry up... go!"

Yu Fei's face was pale, his throat was broken, his words were slurred, and he was still trying to speak.

Just after saying four words, with a plop, Yu Fei fell to the ground with his head raised, his eyes blank, and the blood at his throat quickly dyed the ground beneath him.

Su Zimo stuffed Ye Ling into his arms again and looked at the blood-robed youth opposite him, his eyes were cold and killing intent burst out!

At this time, Su Zimo's state was not good.

Although with the help of Eidolon, he broke free from the mind control of blood slavery.

But during this period, the consumption was huge, and he was physically and mentally exhausted, but it was no less than a fierce battle with top experts.

And the state of the blood-robed youth is also not good.

The casting process of the blood slave technique was interrupted, and there was a backlash with strength. The young man in the blood robe was still tingling with pain in his mind, and his spirit was a little dazed.

The state of the two of them is very poor. It is still unknown who will kill the deer if they fight.

But seeing Yu Fei's death and hearing Yu Fei's dying words, the young man in blood robe was already resigned.

Besides, who is he?

The young master of the Blood Crow Palace is extremely noble!

Why fight to death with this foundation-building cultivator in front of you?

As long as he avoids this person temporarily and waits for the Jindan real person on the battlefield in the distance to arrive, this child will surely die!

Turning to this point, the blood-robed youth has made a decision in his heart.

retreat!

At this moment, Su Zimo's eyes looked at him, like a knife, like a sword, extremely fierce, as if he could tear him to pieces!

This kind of gaze is not the gaze of a human race at all.

It is more like a very hungry ancient beast, brutal, tyrannical and bloody!

The blood-robed youth trembled, his courage weakened, and he subconsciously took a half step back.

"boom!"

It was this half-step that made Su Zimo's momentum soar.

Under the traction of the Qi machine, Su Zimo took a step to plow the sky, bullied himself up, burst out the power of Qi and blood, and the backhand was a punch, turned into a big seal, and fell from the sky!

Su Zimo's eyes were full of indifference, and he had no intention of holding back.

Just now, he was almost controlled by the blood-robed youth and became his blood slave.

Ye Ling was hit hard, and he didn't know whether to live or die.

The most elite disciple of Misty Peak's Foundation Establishment Realm lost most of it.

The elders of the sect also fell.

This blood debt must be repaid with the life of this blood-robed youth!

"help me!"

The blood-robed youth turned pale in shock, screamed, his palm fell into the storage bag, and he took out a bone shield.

Injecting spiritual power, the shield of white bones swelled instantly, and the young man in the blood robe hurriedly threw it out and blocked it on top of his head.

The blood-robed youth was already weak in courage, and did not dare to attack at all, so he could only passively defend.

In his opinion, as long as he can survive ten rounds, on the Jindan battlefield not far away, there will definitely be a Jindan real person who will come to support him, save him, and kill Su Zimo by the way.

...

On the Jindan battlefield, the ten Jindan real people from the Blood Crow Palace, headed by Peng Yue, launched an offensive around Wenxuan and Elder Yu, and had completely controlled the situation.

If it wasn't for Wenxuan's golden core vision, they would have been dead for a long time.

But releasing the vision of Jindan consumes a lot of spiritual power.

Wen Xuan couldn't last long.

Hearing his cry for help, Peng Yue's expression changed.

"Go and support the young master, the young master must not be in trouble!"

Peng Yue pointed at the two Jindan real people and said loudly.

The two Jindan real people quickly pulled away, walked in the air, and galloped all the way in the direction of the blood-robed youth in the distance.

The development of the situation was as expected by the blood-robed youth.

After he called for help, Jindan Zhenren did come to support him.

But the young man in the blood robed thought something wrong...

boom!

Su Zimo's fist landed on the shield of bones, and there was a loud noise.

The bone shield trembled violently, cracks appeared on it, and the light dimmed.

The Bone Shield was destroyed by Su Zimo with one punch!

hiss!

The blood-robed youth's face changed greatly, and he took a deep breath.

Immediately afterwards, Su Zimo flickered and came to the blood-robed youth.

Su Zimo's eyes were filled with cold light, he stretched out his hands, grabbed forward, grabbed the arms of the blood-robed youth, and tore them out violently.

At the same time, bend your knees and step forward, like a god horse galloping forward!

Divine horse dismembered!

Stab it!

Blood fog filled the air.

"what!"

With the scream of the blood-robed youth, Su Zimo forcibly tore off his arms!

After the god horse is divided, it is the god horse trampled on!

Su Zimo bent his knees and slammed into the chest of the blood-robed youth, taking advantage of his strength to jump.

With his feet on his throat, he stepped on his head twice, and Su Zimo's figure had already surpassed the blood-robed youth, without any stagnation.

The two killer moves are seamlessly connected, which is perfect!

When Su Zimo fell to the ground, the blood-robed youth also fell to the ground on his back.

His chest collapsed, his throat shattered, his face was bloody, and he was trampled beyond recognition, and he died of anger!

The blood-robed youth thought of something wrong.

Su Zimo didn't use ten rounds to kill him, but... three rounds!