The Eternal Holy King
Chapter 42: Bow And Saber Covered By Snow

Su Zimo ran all the way towards the direction of the Cang Lang Mountain Range in the snow. He ran faster and faster, his eyes clear, his gaze steady.

Su Zimo had just closed her eyes and slept for the past half a month.

Other than the fierce battles in the capital, Su Zimo was completely exhausted. Although Su Zimo had the essence sealed within his body by the Scarlet Fire Fruit, it did not help as he was mentally drained.

The next battle was a real test for him.

Or try life or death!

If Su Zimo was an ordinary Qi Refinement Warrior, he would definitely die this time.

However, since Su Zimo nurtured The Mystic Classic of Twelve Kings Demon of the Wilderness, he was not without a chance to win.

Su Zimo kept thinking about the words Die Yue had told him.

“Devil Planters are best at passing levels and killing opponents. Given your current abilities, even though you are not as good as a Foundation Establishment Cultivator, if you could be near them, you could still directly kill them! "

Su Zimo could only rely on close combat.

However, the most difficult part was that the cultivators of the Joyful Clan had already sensed his abilities in close combat. They would be on guard and he wouldn't be given much of a chance in close combat!

Moreover, Su Zimo did not know about the battle prowess of the Foundation Establishment Cultivator.

Was it just manipulating spirit weapons?

He knew it wasn't that simple.

Su Zimo ran at his fastest speed, reaching the Cang Lang Mountain Range in no time.

Unlike ordinary men, if cultivators wanted to hurry with one's trip, they would fly in the sky. If they wanted to reach Ping Yang City in a short period of time, they would have to pass through the sky above the Cang Lang Mountain Range.

Su Zimo would wait here in an ambush and kill the Exciting Clan Cultivator!

Su Zimo felt an indescribable familiarity upon returning to the Cang Lang Mountains.

This is the main battlefield!

Su Zimo found a towering old tree and used his hands and feet to climb the tree in no time. He's even more agile than a monkey.

He or she must be at a high place to be able to spot suspicious activity and to take the first step.

Su Zimo had to consider every detail as preparation for the great battle. This was the only way to turn the tide and survive the battle!

Su Zimo sat down on the old tree. He placed the Cold Moon Sabre horizontally in front of his knees, held the Sanguine Crystal Bow in his hand, and closed his eyes.

This was his last chance to rest.

Snow is getting heavier.

Snow continued to fall, covering the entire area.

The Cang Lang Mountains seemed to be covered by a thin layer of white snow, extremely clear, a stunning and awe-inspiring sight.

The Sanguine Crystal Bow and Cold Moon Saber were covered with snowflakes. One could no longer know his true appearance.

Su Zimo rested while practicing the breathing and expiring methods of The Mystic Classic of Twelve Demon Kings of the Great Wilderness. His body heated up while a white cloud of steam rose from above his head.

Su Zimo's body might be burning, but his heart became colder every second. He exuded a piercingly cold and deadly aura, which covered every corner of the Cang Lang Mountain Range.

The sudden!

Su Zimo opened his eyes and looked far away.

A bird in the forest in the distance seemed to be given a surprise. They spread their wings, flying high into the sky, emitting agitated hooting sounds.

They're right here!

Only two hours had passed since Su Zimo reached the Cang Lang Mountain Range!

Su Zimo moved slightly and slid down from the old trees, quietly falling into the snow. He took out the five sharp arrows left from the quiver with a backhand grip, pulled them all on the rope, and moved silently in a faraway direction.

…

One of the spirit ships from the Joyful Clan had entered the sky above the Cang Lang Mountain Range, speeding forward.

There were over a hundred people on the spirit ship. Most of them were Level 8 or Level 9, or even perfect cultivators. The five leading cultivators were the elders of the Joyful Clan. Four of them were Foundation Establishment early stage, while one of them was Foundation Establishment early stage.

In the Joyful Clan, only Foundation Establishment Cultivators could obtain an additional title as elders.

In order to kill Su Zimo, the Joyful Clan had sent nearly half of their cultivators to hunt Su Zimo. It proved that the Joyful Clan appreciated the operation this time around.

If his opponent was a cultivator, even if he was a Qi Fighter Warrior, the Joyful Clan would be wary, lest they provoke the clan that belonged to the cultivator.

After all, the Joyful Clan was only a small clan. Otherwise, it would not work with one of the small countries like the Yan State.

However, Su Zimo was just an ordinary human. Did he think that he could provoke the clan just because he had a strong physical body and he knew the martial arts of physical mortification?

If Su Zimo stayed alive, and the Su family was not annihilated, the Joyful Clan would become a laughingstock in the cultivation world.

“Older Chen, Su Zimo is very scary in close combat. We all dare not approach him. You have to be extra careful. You can't get too close to him. " One of the Qi Refinement Warriors who was next to the elder smiled, tried his best to attack the elder, and gave him a good reminder.

To his surprise, Elder Chen looked annoyed and snorted. "Is the Foundation Establishment the same as the Qi Combatant Warrior? Do we need you to remind us? "

The other elder sneered. "Su Zimo not only can't get close to us, even if he does, he can't hurt us!"

"Yes yes. Elder Gao was very right. ” Warrior Refinement Qi looked embarrassed as he stuck a flattered smile on his face.

The Refinement Qi Warrior seemed to be thinking of something, but he hesitated and held his tongue.

"Tell me what you want," the sole Foundation Establishment Foundation middle stage said lightly.

The Refinement Qi Warrior looked panicked, his heart still throbbing in fear. '' Elder Qian, that man has an optimistic big bow. The arrow released from it was extremely strong and fast. Although not as accurate as it was, if the distance was close, it had a high lethal rate. All elders must be careful. "

"Hehe."

Elder Qian smiled, a look of disdain in his eyes, but he remained silent.

Elder Gao laughed loudly. “You are all a bunch of useless fools. As a Qi Refinement Warrior, how could you be afraid of ordinary human bows and arrows? You have humiliated the clan. When we see him later, he can shoot as he pleases, I will show you how I destroyed his sharp arrow! "

Elder Gao was still laughing when a figure appeared on the old tree in front of the spirit ship, holding an optimistic large bow in his hand.

The bow is like the full moon and the arrow is ready.

"Mmm, there's a murderous aura!"

Originally, Elder Qian took a lotus position on the spirit ship. However, he was shocked and he slapped his hand on the storage bag and the talisman landed on his palm. He squeezed it out and shouted loudly, "Be careful!"

"Swoos!"

There was a loud sound of arrows piercing through the air.

Five sharp arrows glittered and reached the Joyful Clan cultivator in no time.

The five elders of the Joyful Clan bore his burden.

Elder Chen reacted very quickly. Just as Elder Qian shattered the talisman, he also suppressed the talisman and he was enveloped by a glistening light.

The other two elders unsheathed their flying swords, blocking horizontally in front of them.

Elder Gao was the only one who still laughed recklessly. He was slow to react and there was shock in his eyes.

The cold light grew even greater in Elder Gao's disciple.

Poof!

Black light smashed directly into the chest, out through the body, blood spewed out from Elder Gao's body!

Although the arrow did not hit the heart, the terrifying strength that accompanied it tore open wounds and destroyed all chances of survival for Elder Gao!

Elder Gao stood motionlessly on the spirit ship, blood spewing from his chest and mouth. There was a look of regret and emptiness in his eyes. He muttered softly, "Arrow .. so fast …"

Foundation Establishment, die!