If any other cultivator received that attack, their legs might have been ripped off entirely!
However, Su Zimo had an extremely strong physique. The moment the Rahu Tiger’s claws dug in, it was met with great resistance and it merely left behind a couple of wounds that were neither negligible nor fatal.
The muscles on Su Zimo’s legs shifted and patched both sides of the wounds, stopping the blood flow immediately!
The strength of his physique was not merely in terms of raw power; his regeneration capabilities that even ancient remnant beasts would covet was what made Su Zimo so strong in sustained fights!
Smacking his lips, Su Zimo’s eyes had no trace of fear and were instead shining with fervor!
The spirit wings flapped and Su Zimo’s speed was at a maximum. Turning into a streak of light, he shot into the crowd and waved Blood Quencher, causing blood to spray all over the place!
Cling! Clang!
Countless spirit weapons were shattered into pieces.
Many figures fell onto the long street one after another, coughing out mouthful of blood with not much longer to live.
Swoosh!
Hu Meng wielded his copper spear and descended from the skies, crushing towards Su Zimo’s head with an evil gust of wind.
Shadows of swords were still around, flickering coldly – Su Zimo had not much room to dodge at all.
He could only rely on the spinning Candlelight Sword Formation to guard his surroundings. Taking a deep breath of air, Su Zimo turned around sharply and slashed upwards!
Clang!
The sound of metal clanging echoed deafeningly.
Even the many desperadoes in the surroundings felt their ears hurt from the sound, let alone Su Zimo who was in the center of everything.
Su Zimo’s body shuddered and the stone slab beneath his feet shattered. Both his legs sank into the ground and he seemed much shorter all of a sudden.
This time round, it was clear that Su Zimo was disadvantaged.
In reality, if it was a one-on-one battle, Su Zimo’s strength would not be weaker than Hu Meng even if the latter was a seven meridian Foundation Establishment Cultivator!
However, apart from Hu Meng, Su Zimo was surrounded by a thousand odd desperadoes, an ancient remnant beast and another seven meridian Foundation Establishment Cultivator!
Under such circumstances, it was already extremely fortunate that Su Zimo was able to hold out.
This situation resembled that night in Mo Spirit Weapon Workshop when the two dying Golden Cores arrived to assassinate him.
In truth, the strength of a Golden Core was more than enough to kill him.
However, with the help of Night Spirit, Su Zimo made use of his opponent’s underestimation of him, precise grasp of timing and environment, his blood bone palm and various other factors to kill the Golden Cores instead!
In a true battle, there was no way Su Zimo would have been a match for the Golden Cores, not even if he took on his demon form.
The formation of a core was the first step of breaking free from the restrictions of Heaven and Earth and it was nothing to scoff at.
Even Golden Cores in their twilight years were not people that Foundation Establishment Cultivators could go against – their powers and might were not to be trifled with!
Right now, even if Su Zimo activated his bloodline, his strength was only enough to match Chai Li and Hu Meng. However, he was definitely disadvantaged with the addition of so many desperadoes attacking him continuously.
Swash!
A cold flash of light shot over.
Su Zimo merely felt his vision blur and he could not identify where Chai Li’s blade was.
It was an extremely advanced saber technique.
If Su Zimo had unlocked his eye orifice, his eye power would increase tremendously and he would be able to see through illusions, thus reading where Chai Li’s blade was at.
But right now, Su Zimo knew nothing about saber techniques and he could only retreat in the face of that attack.
That single retreat caused many openings in Su Zimo’s original defense to be exposed.
At this moment when he was surrounded, the use of his spirit perception was almost negligible no matter how powerful it was.
The pouring rain resembled the myriad of attacks – even if Su Zimo could sense them, he could not avoid everything.
It was so crowded and intense that it was asphyxiating!
Although he managed to dodge Chai Li’s fatal attack, a few more wounds appeared on Su Zimo’s body in the blink of an eye as his blood was washed away by the rain.
“He won’t be able to hold on for much longer if this goes on.”
“A body tempered cultivator like him will definitely turn weaker as he loses more blood. His situation’s only going to get worse.”
“What a pity. That man truly does have the strength to go against the Four Mounted Bandits, sigh.”
Tang Yu was motionless in the face of the remarks of the crowd, merely looking slightly worried.
Su Xiaoning’s gaze was fixed on that shrinking green figure battling within the crowd. Pursing her lips tightly, her vision was gradually blurred by a layer of misty rain.
Corpses laid all around Su Zimo’s feet in a terrifying sight!
Despite the fact that he was being held up by two seven meridian Foundation Establishment Cultivators and the bombardment of a thousand odd desperadoes, Su Zimo still managed to kill off more than a hundred Foundation Establishment Cultivators with his terrifying melee combat strength!
His green robes were almost stained red by this point.
“Su Zimo, surrender now and I can let you die with a full corpse!”
Chai Li’s sinister voice sounded.
“Haha!”
Su Zimo burst into laughter. “Chai Li, even if you surrender now, I won’t leave you with a full corpse! I’m definitely going to chop your head off!”
“Su Zimo, I’m going to mince you as revenge for my brother!” Hu Meng roared.
“Kill him!”
“Kill him!”
The desperadoes’ eyes were bloodshot as they swarmed in.
As time passed, the number of injuries on Su Zimo’s body increased; some of them had split open once more after healing up.
The long street was dyed red with blood.
Even the pouring rain could not wash away all the blood on the stone slabs.
To everyone, Su Zimo was already sluggish right now. He was no longer as agile as he was earlier and the Candlelight Sword Formation that he had summoned was also swaying against the continuous attacks and could disperse at any moment.
In fact, Su Zimo’s spirit wings had already vanished due to his immense expenditure of spirit energy.
He was at the end of the road!
Uncle Liang shook his head. “That lad’s bound to die within 50 breaths.”
Tang Yu frowned and glanced askance at the cultivators behind her.
She could still order Elixir Yang Sect to join the battle right now. However, they were bound to suffer immense losses if they were to enter at this moment.
That would reduce their chances for the Elixir Pool Sect ruins contention even further.
Personally, she wanted to help Su Zimo.
However, she was the leader of Elixir Yang Sect’s expedition this time round. Every single decision she made had to be for the sect’s interests and she could not take part in the battle right now.
“Hais.”
Tang Yu’s eyes dimmed as she sighed internally.
The omnipresent pain struck Su Zimo’s nerves repeatedly and his mind was incomparably clear.
I was still forced to this point in the end!
The demonic qi within Su Zimo’s body rumbled and his eyes shone with a scarlet glint.
The moment he released his power of blood qi, Su Zimo would still retain human form. However, he would be shrouded by demonic qi and would resemble an ancient demon that descended into the world, increasing his strength by folds such that he would be able to slay seven meridian Foundation Establishment Cultivators!
Just as well. I’ll kill to my heart’s content today!
Right as Su Zimo made up his mind to reveal his demonic cultivation and burst forth with his power of blood qi, a familiar voice sounded from outside the battlefield.
“Bro, you told me not to act on impulse. But today, I’m going to act on impulse!”
Right after, another voice came from another direction.
“Zimo, I’m not going to be your burden this time round.”
Immediately after that, a cold female voice sounded. “I’ve just crafted a few new talismans. What a coincidence, I was looking to test them out.”
