A bloody arrow shot out, and before the soldier holding the giant ax could swing the giant ax in his hand, his throat was cut by the opponent's spear and he fell to the ground.
"There's still a hundred feet left!" Su Zhao looked at the handsome flag in the opponent's central army tent, with murderous intent scattered in his eyes, and a torrential blood-evil energy condensed on his body. He fought all the way, and tens of thousands of people fell under his hands.
, the murderous intention can no longer be described as a demon.
He was the incarnation of death. With a spear and a long sword, the whole battlefield was trembling with fear. For a while, no one dared to come within three feet of Su Zhao.
Even Ancestor Mei Kuang of the Demon Master Sect was three feet behind Su Zhao. The blood evil energy on Su Zhao made Ancestor Mei Kuang feel particularly depressed. Mei Kuang was only suppressed by Xiu.
Because, but the vision and feeling are still there, the blood evil aura in Su Zhao makes Mei Kuang terrified.
In Mei Kuang's view, Su Zhao's state is not much different from becoming a demon. It just depends on when Su Zhao became a demon.
One after another military orders were issued from the Central Army's tent, and soldiers from all around continued to besiege Su Zhao. There were even generals leading the battle, holding long spears and coming towards Su Zhao.
The opponent's general Chang Xi stabbed straight at him, trying to challenge Su Zhao.
Su Zhao used the Liguang Sword to shake open the long shaft, accelerated his body, and quickly rushed towards the opponent's general. Su Zhao stepped on his feet fiercely, and with the force of the shock, he jumped onto the opponent's horse and swept down with one shot.
, the opposing general, including his men and horses, was beaten to a bloody pulp by Su Zhao.
Su Zhao did a backflip, returned to where he was, and stood in front of Mei Kuang.
The cold wind blew, and the corners of Su Zhao's clothes were fluttering, his face was as usual, and the black brocade clothes were also covered with blood stains. But to Su Zhao, all this was just a trivial matter. He was less than eighty feet away from the Chinese army's tent!
"kill!"
The army shouted in unison, preparing to frighten Su Zhao with their power. However, Su Zhao did not say a word, only the murderous look in his eyes continued to increase.
Those who stand in his way will only die!
Gong Taoist and others also noticed the drastic changes on the battlefield in the distance. The teams that surrounded them were constantly withdrawing and moving towards the Chinese army's tent.
The leader of the True Dragon Cult said with emotion: "Fellow Taoist Su Zhao is indeed a peerless genius who emerges from the Demon Slayer Sect every thousand years. With such cultivation and such methods, he must be the first among the eight sects!"
The Patriarch of Greedy chuckled and said: "This boy is also very lucky, and he has obtained the Taoism of my Heavenly Desire Demon Sect. If not, would he be where he is today?"
The Greedy Patriarch and the others knew that Su Zhao practiced the "Magic Book" of Tianyu Demon Sect, and felt that Su Zhao could exert power far beyond ordinary people in such a large formation of sealed spiritual power. There must be a magic book.
a merit.
Master Ling Nian smiled slightly after hearing this: "Fellow Taoist Su Zhao also cultivates my Jialan's immortal golden body. If it is according to what Taoist Taoist Greedy said, Su Zhao should also thank me Jialan?"
"Hmph, although your immortal golden body is good, it needs spiritual power to activate it. Now that the great formation suppresses the movement of spiritual power, it's really ridiculous why fellow Taoist Su Zhao wants to thank you Jialan." The greedy ancestor said dissatisfied.
He felt that Su Zhao's ability to hold on in this large formation must be due to the Taoism of their Heavenly Desire Demon Sect. As for the immortal golden body, it had no effect at all.
"Fellow Taoist Greed, the poor monk thinks that this is still the ability of fellow Taoist Su Zhao. Why is it that the method of suppressing the sect of the Tianyu Demon Sect cannot be used in your hands, but in the hands of fellow Taoist Su Zhao, it can withstand the suppression of this formation?"
Strength does not vary from person to person, and has nothing to do with formations." Master Ling Nian likes to quarrel with Patriarch Greedy, and directly uses Patriarch Greedy's words to refute Patriarch Greedy.
The Taoist methods of Tianyu Demon Sect are very powerful, but as a result, the people of Tianyu Demon Sect are not good at it, but when outsiders use it, they are extremely powerful.
"Hmph, the old monk is sharp-tongued. When the formation is over, I will definitely teach you about the immortal golden body of Jialan Temple!" The greedy ancestor snorted angrily.
"It's so good, even a poor monk wants to eliminate demons and bring harm to the world's righteous path." Master Ling Nian said with a smile.
The man in black at the Corpse Control Sect looked in the direction of the Chinese army's tent with an uncertain look in his eyes, "A strong practitioner whose body is comparable to the immortal golden body of Buddhism, if he enters my Corpse Control Sect and becomes a physical shell.
, I’m afraid more people will want to buy it.”
The man in black felt the monstrous bloody energy in the distance and hid this thought deep in his mind. The current Su Zhao is too powerful. He is no match for Su Zhao. It is possible for me to take action, but it is impossible for me.
After leaving Shiyin Mountain, we can only wait for Su Zhao to die in the Juetian Formation.
Taoist Tianyi's face was calm. He looked at Su Zhao's fierce and powerful blood evil aura without any shock or surprise. He already knew Su Zhao's identity. Taoist Tianyi felt that Su Zhao was very strange.
Tianyi Taoists felt that Su Zhao was a practitioner who was outside the will of God. It seemed that it was within the will of heaven that Su Zhao's behavior and future could not be deduced.
If such a person exists, according to the way Taoist Tianyin behaves, he will definitely be eliminated in advance. But Su Zhao has been practicing all the way, either under the protection of a strong person, or he has cultivated a great magic power with a lot of treasures. If he wants to do something to Su Zhao again
It is already extremely difficult to take action.
Before Taoist Tianyi cooperated with Su Zhao this time, he was almost killed by Su Zhao. If it were not for the Jue Tian Formation that was extremely important to Su Zhao, Taoist Tianyi would have been destroyed by Su Zhao at the gate of Diyan Sect Mountain.
As for Su Zhao, except in the Juetian Formation, in other situations, he has not exceeded Su Zhao's realm. Taoist Tianyi is not willing to have too much contact with Su Zhao.
Inside the Chinese military tent.
The commander with a majestic face was wearing a bright silver battle armor, and his brows were furrowed as he listened to the soldiers below reporting on the battle situation.
"Commander, let's let him pass. This man is invincible to ten thousand people. Even if we try our best, we can't protect the safety of the Chinese army's tent and you!"
A general next to him said.
The commander looked cold and said in a cold voice: "We are stationed in the fifth formation and are with the main formation. As long as the Chinese army's tent is destroyed, we cannot let them pass through the fifth formation. Besides, as long as the Juetian formation is not broken,
Even if we die, we will be reborn and come back again. Don't be afraid, let the whole army of the center and right army press forward."
"Eternal God Emperor"
"All?" the general said with some surprise.
The commander nodded and said: "Yes, although he is a practitioner, he somehow can still fight after suppressing his spiritual power. However, even if he fights with us with all his blood, I don't believe how long he can last.
The army can't even save his life!"
"Yes!" The general took the order and left.
The commander also walked out of the Chinese army's tent and looked at the battlefield not far away. The man was only sixty feet away from the Chinese army's tent!
"kill!"
"kill!"
Su Zhao suddenly felt that it was more difficult to advance forward. Soldiers kept coming towards him like crazy. The corpses on the ground were already piled up like a mountain, but they still couldn't deter the soldiers who came to fight regardless of their own safety.
"puff……"
Li Guangjian slashed away, and the armor on the chests of the group of warriors who rushed up to the pile of corpses was cut off. The sword blade cut across their chests, separating their chests. Blood spurted out, and they lost their strength one by one.
, rolled down from the pile of corpses.
A shot sweeps across, a sword cuts across.
In this cycle, like an iron man who doesn't know how tired he is, Su Zhao keeps attacking. The pile of corpses is like a road, constantly paved forward, layer after layer.
There were also people on both sides who came to attack them, but Mei Kuang used his long spear to pull them away.
This is the weapon picked up by Mei Kuang, from the general who was killed by Su Zhao.
Most of the soldiers besieged Su Zhao's front with all their strength, and only a few soldiers attacked from behind. When Mei Kuang couldn't bear it anymore, Su Zhao turned around and killed a few of them. The corpses were piled ten feet away from the Chinese army's tent.
Su Zhao also beheaded many generals on war horses, and blood flowed into rivers. Su Zhao stepped on the bridge made of corpses and shot over them. Dozens of soldiers were killed on the spot.
On this purgatory-like battlefield, everyone was about to go crazy. Countless soldiers continued to besiege. Su Zhao had already rushed into the camp and headed towards the commander's tent.
"Protect the commander!"
"Protect the commander!"
Shouting loudly, soldiers rushed over one after another, but in the face of the absolute power, no one could stop Su Zhao. The black spear became darker and darker, and the white glimmer on Li's lightsaber disappeared, leaving only the sharp blade of the sword.
The blade keeps killing enemies.
In a fight of this level, even a mysterious weapon might not be able to withstand it, and the curled blade will eventually break.
Poof!
Su Zhao shot away a strong man wearing white chainmail and walked into the Chinese army's tent. Mei Kuang came in quickly behind him.
Inside the Chinese army's tent, four warriors with fierce fists and kicks attacked Su Zhao at the same time. Su Zhao swept past with one shot, and three of them were knocked away. Another man came to Su Zhao and stabbed his body with a knife.
There was excitement in his eyes, feeling that he was about to successfully kill Su Zhao.
"Pfft!"
The Liguang Sword in Su Zhao's hand stabbed this man. He opened his eyes and couldn't believe it. Without the protection of his spiritual power, why could this man react so fast?
Su Zhao drew his sword and walked towards the commander of the Chinese army's tent, ignoring the blood of the opponent.
The commander-in-chief looked calm and looked at Su Zhao calmly: "If you can't pass, I have given an order. If the army of 100,000 is not completely wiped out, even the last man will stop you from passing!"
Su Zhao grinned and said: "I don't think you are a cultivator, you look like a normal person. Why do you have to sacrifice your life for the one who seals the way of heaven!"
After hearing this, the commander smiled and said: "Why? Hahaha, because of the existence of you practitioners, ordinary people have become beasts like pigs and dogs. As long as you are a practitioner, you can bully them! Destroy the practice of all practitioners.
The road is my unchanging heart!"
"Pfft!"
Su Zhao pierced the commander's heart with his long sword and stopped talking nonsense with him. It would be difficult for Su Zhao to convince such a strong-minded person.
Blood flowed from the commander's mouth, and he smiled: "As long as the Juetian Formation is not broken, you will never succeed! Even if I am killed, I will be willing to do so!"
Su Zhao's face turned gloomy, and he turned and walked outside the tent.