Chapter 51 Killing Li Yusong with a sword, the hundred thousand year soul skill "Snow Sorrow"
Hear a voice behind you.
Su Mu glanced away.
Discovered the dragon-patterned stick that had never been hidden, Li Yusong.
Zhu Zhuqing has been held hostage.
Li Yusong clamped Zhu Zhuqing's white neck with one hand.
A long stick in his right hand was pressed against Zhu Zhuqing's chin.
White, yellow, purple, purple, purple, black.
Six soul rings rotated slowly at his feet.
Zhu Zhuqing had a cold expression on his face, and he didn't know whether he was angry or was being strangled and unable to breathe.
His face was a little red.
Zhu Zhuqing is just a third-ring soul master who has just reached level 30.
Facing a level 60-plus power-attack fighting spirit emperor, there was no chance to fight back.
Although, Su Mu paused because of Li Yusong's voice.
However, the offensive of the black knife in his hand has not weakened at all.
He slashed hard at Zhao Wuji's chest.
Zhao Wuji was knocked back several steps, and there was a long gash in his chest, with bones visible.
"Boy!"
"You didn't hear what I said!"
Li Yusong saw that Su Mu still didn't stop.
The dragon-patterned stick that was originally pressed against Zhu Zhuqing's chin was exerted slightly.
Zhu Zhuqing's whole body was pushed up.
"Hmm~" He let out a painful cry.
Hearing the voice behind him, Su Mu temporarily stopped his attack.
Su Mu didn't dare to be careless. He didn't know how long his third soul skill could last for suppressing Flanders and Zhao Wuji.
Before the two of them could release their martial spirits, they had to severely injure one of them as soon as possible.
Otherwise, facing two soul saints, the soul master would still be a senior soul master.
There is definitely no problem with him, but it will be difficult to protect the little wild cat.
Although he thought so, at the moment, Zhu Zhuqing was being held hostage by Li Yusong, the dragon pattern stick.
This is a bit troublesome.
At this moment, Zhu Zhuqing, who was being held hostage, quietly made a movement with his hands on his waist.
After Su Mu saw it, his eyes moved slightly.
"Okay, I won't move."
"Don't be impulsive."
Su Mu turned sideways, looked at Flanders and others, and said to Li Yusong.
"Boy, keep up your madness."
"I'm going to let you know now how powerful Grandpa Ming Wang is if you don't move."
Zhao Wuji, who had horrific scars on his chest, smiled ferociously, walked slowly towards Su Mu, and slowly raised his muscular arm.
At the same time, Li Yusong, who held Zhu Zhuqing hostage, also tightened his grip on Zhu Zhuqing.
He looked at Su Mu with cold eyes.
In a posture that if you dare to move, Zhu Zhuqing will be killed.
Zhao Wuji walked to Su Mu, looked at Su Mu who was like a lamb, and punched Su Mu in the face.
At this moment, Zhu Zhuqing's hand on his waist popped out a small golden particle.
Su Mu's figure disappeared instantly.
"Ah~"
A painful howl came from Li Yusong's mouth.
Su Mu was already standing beside Zhu Zhuqing.
In the air, a few strands of Zhu Zhuqing's hair slowly fell down.
At the same time, a right arm holding a dragon-patterned stick flew high into the air.
Su Mu pushed Zhu Zhuqing aside slightly.
He raised his foot and stepped on Li Yusong's chest.
Li Yusong, with two streaks of blood on his body, flew out upside down.
Life and death unknown.
"Old Li!"
All this happened in a flash of lightning, after Zhao Wuji realized that his punch had missed.
I saw the scene where Li Yusong had his arm cut off.
"Boy, you deserve to die!"
Zhao Wuji's eyes were about to burst, while Flanders on the side remained silent.
"You go first!"
Su Mu turned around and looked at Flender Zhao Wuji and Tangdou Shao Xin.
Said to Zhu Zhuqing on the side.
After hearing Su Mu's calm tone, Zhu Zhuqing hesitated for a moment and opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but he didn't. The eyes looking at Su Mu were full of worry.
"Believe me."
Seeing Zhu Zhuqing's delay in making any move, Su Mu urged.
"I believe you!" "I won't cause you any trouble."
After Zhu Zhuqing finished speaking, his face returned to a cold expression. He turned around and released the Eight Spider Spears behind his back. His feet were yellow, yellow, and purple.
Three soul rings appeared.
The ghost civet possessed him and quickly ran towards the distance.
"Shao Xin, go and stop that little girl!"
Flanders' voice was cold.
Said to the Sugar Bean Soul Saint who was wearing a white apron.
Shao Xin nodded and just ran out for two steps when the sword flashed.
He was forced back to where he was.
"If you don't want me to leave, then don't leave at all!"
Su Mu knew that now was no longer the best time for them to reduce their numbers quickly.
We can only have a serious fight.
After saying that, Su Mu's sixth ring, the red 100,000-year soul ring, lit up.
Two of the three dragons originally turned into two swords.
The scales on Su Mu's body did not cover the whole body.
As the sixth soul ring lit up, Su Mu's body was covered with the original black dragon scales.
A layer of ice crystal armor appeared again.
At the same time, the dark double swords exuded a blue cold air.
This was the same Ice Emperor clan that Su Mu hunted in the far north ice field.
Three-headed dragon effect, Ice King Crystal Armor.
The weapon has the effect of a three-pointed two-edged sword. The attack carries ice properties. When it hits the enemy, it will cause movement slowness, increase the penetration effect, and increase the attack by 200%.
Flanders and the other three looked at Su Mu, who was exuding cold air.
They were all horrified.
The effect of this soul skill is a true hundred thousand year soul ring.
It's not what I guessed before, it's just to deceive people.
Su Mu's eyes were fixed on Zhao Wuji. He knew very well that it was better to cut off one of his fingers than to hurt ten of them.
Since Zhao Wuji has been injured, let's destroy him first.
"The sixth soul skill! 'Snow Sorrow'"
Su Mu stood up high, with the head of three black dragons behind him, opening its huge mouth.
A blue blizzard, mixed with sharp ice crystals, covered the three of Zhao Wuji.
The vast whiteness blocked the three people's vision.
In the wind and snow, sharp ice crystals continued to draw blood marks on the bodies of the three people.
This is the second soul skill brought by the 100,000-year-old soul ring of the Ice Emperor tribe under the three-headed dragon.
The advantage of this soul skill is that enemies inside the wind and snow cannot see outside.
But the situation inside can be seen clearly from the outside.
Su Mu looked at Zhao Wuji in the snow.
His eyes narrowed.
Su Mu's figure disappeared, and an ice blade appeared where Su Mu had been.
"Let me see how many times you can withstand my blows!"
Zhao Wuji didn't have time to react to Su Mu's appearance.
When you want to stop it, it's already too late.
I can only turn sideways.
Use your back to resist Su Mu's sneak attack.
"Stab~"
There was also a deep knife mark on Zhao Wuji's back.
Above this knife mark, blue cold air continued to penetrate into Zhao Wuji's body.
At the same time, the tearing effect of the dark gold Terrorclaw Bear's metacarpal bone is also activated.
There is no way to heal in a short time.
"ah!"
Zhao Wuji looked up to the sky and roared angrily. Not even the 'Fudo Ming King' could resist the feeling at the wound.
The 'Ice Emperor Crystal Armor' made Su Mu look like a ghost in 'Snow Sorrow'.
In addition, the 'transformation' of the '100,000-year-old Netherworld Two-Headed Leopard Left Leg Bone'.
It’s even more difficult to figure out.
In an instant, four more knife marks appeared on Zhao Wuji's body.
And Zhao Wuji could clearly feel that each of these swords was heavier than the last.
Especially the fourth knife, if it was not taken with the back.
If you cut it on the arm, I'm afraid the arm will be gone.
Just when Su Mu's fifth sword was about to fall.
Zhao Wuji's face lit up with joy.
Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black.
Seven soul rings emerged from his feet.
A bear-like shadow appeared behind him, looking up to the sky and roaring.
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(End of this chapter)