Li Yusong Cut Down, Hundred Thousand Year Soul Skill: "Snow's Sorrow"

I heard a sound behind me.

Su Mu glanced over.

The Dragon Pattern Staff, which had been hidden for so long, was discovered by Li Yusong.

They have already taken Zhu Zhuqing hostage.

Li Yusong gripped Zhu Zhuqing's snow-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 slowly rotated beneath his feet.

Zhu Zhuqing's face was cold and indifferent, it was hard to tell whether she was angry or just struggling to breathe from being choked.

Her face was slightly flushed.

Zhu Zhuqing was just a level 30 Soul Elder with three rings.

Facing a level 60+ Power Attack System Battle Soul Emperor, there was simply no chance to fight back.

Although Su Mu paused for a moment because of Li Yusong's voice.

However, the attack of the black blade in his hand did not weaken in the slightest.

He slashed heavily down towards Zhao Wuji's chest.

Zhao Wuji was cleaved back several steps, a long gash on his chest so deep that bone was visible.

"Kid!"

Didn't you hear what I said?

Li Yusong saw that Su Mu still hadn't stopped.

The Dragon Pattern Staff was originally pressed against Zhu Zhuqing's chin exerted a slight force.

Zhu Zhuqing was lifted up.

She let out a painful groan.

Hearing the sound behind him, Su Mu temporarily stopped his attack.

Su Mu dared not be careless, as he did not know how long his third Soul Skill could suppress Flender and Zhao Wuji.

Before either of them can unleash their Martial Soul, one of them must be severely injured as soon as possible.

Otherwise, he would be facing two Soul Saints, who were also high-level Soul Masters Soul Master.

I'm sure I'll be fine, but it will be hard to protect the Little Wildcat.

Although she thought this way, Zhu Zhuqing was currently being held hostage by Li Yusong was wielding the Dragon Pattern Staff.

This is a bit troublesome.

Just then, Zhu Zhuqing, who was being held hostage, quietly made a movement with her hand on her waist.

Su Mu's eyes flickered slightly upon seeing this.

"Okay, I won't move."

"Don't be impulsive."

Su Mu turned to the side, looked at Flender and the others, and spoke to Li Yusong.

"Kid, keep being arrogant."

"Now I'll show you how powerful your Immovable Wisdom King grandfather is."

With a horrifying scar on his chest, Zhao Wuji grinned maliciously as he slowly walked towards Su Mu, raising his muscular arm.

At the same time, Li Yusong, who had taken Zhu Zhuqing hostage, also tightened his grip on Zhu Zhuqing.

He looked at Su Mu with cold eyes.

He gave off an attitude that said if you dare to make a move, he would kill Zhu Zhuqing.

Zhao Wuji walked to Su Mu's side, looked at Su Mu who was like a lamb, and threw a punch at Su Mu's face.

Just then, a small golden particle popped out from the hand at Zhu Zhuqing's waist.

Su Mu's figure vanished in an instant.

Ah~

A painful howl came from Li Yusong's mouth.

Su Mu was already standing beside Zhu Zhuqing.

A few strands of Zhu Zhuqing's hair drifted slowly down from the sky.

At the same time, a right arm holding Dragon Pattern Staff flew high into the air.

Su Mu gently pushed Zhu Zhuqing aside.

He raised his foot and stomped on Li Yusong's chest.

Li Yusong, his body streaked with blood, flew backward.

Their fate is unknown.

"Old Li!"

All of this happened in the blink of an eye, after Zhao Wuji realized that his punch had missed.

Then I saw the scene of Li Yusong having his arm cut off.

"You brat, you deserve to die!"

Zhao Wuji's eyes were bloodshot with rage, while Flender remained silent.

You go first!

Su Mu turned to look at Zhao Wuji, Flender, and Sugar Bean Shao Xin.

He said to Zhu Zhuqing, who was standing beside him.

Upon hearing Su Mu's calm tone, Zhu Zhuqing hesitated for a moment, opened her mouth as if to say something, but remained silent. Her eyes were filled with worry as she looked at Su Mu.

"Believe me."

Seeing that Zhu Zhuqing hadn't made a move yet, Su Mu urged her on.

"I trust you!"

I won't cause you any trouble.

After Zhu Zhuqing finished speaking, her expression returned to its usual coldness. She turned around and released the Eight Spider Lances behind her, with yellow, yellow, and purple lights appearing beneath her feet.

Three Soul Rings appeared.

Possessed by the Hell Spirit Cat, it quickly ran away into the distance.

"Shao Xin, go stop that little girl!"

Flender's voice was icy.

He spoke to the Sugar Bean Soul Saint, who was wearing a white apron.

Shao Xin nodded, and had only taken two steps when a flash of light appeared.

He was forced back to his original position.

"If you don't want me to leave, then none of you should leave!"

Su Mu knew that now was no longer the best time to rapidly reduce their numbers.

The only option is to have a serious fight.

After saying that, Su Mu's Sixth Soul Ring, a red Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring, lit up.

Originally, two of the Three-Headed Flood Dragon were transformed into twin blades.

The scales on Su Mu's body do not cover his entire body.

As the Sixth Soul Ring lit up, Su Mu's body was covered with black dragon scales.

Another layer of ice crystal armor appeared.

At the same time, the jet-black twin blades emitted a chilling, dark blue aura.

These are the Ice Empress's clan members that Su Mu hunted down in the Far North Ice Plains.

Three-Headed Flood Dragon effect, Ice Emperor Crystal Armor.

The weapon features a three-pointed, Three-Pointed Double-Edged Blade sword. Its attacks carry ice attributes, slowing enemies upon impact, increasing penetration, and boosting attack power by 200%.

Flender and the other two looked at Su Mu, who exuded a chilling aura.

They were all utterly horrified.

The effect of this Soul Skill is truly Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring.

It wasn't, as previously speculated, a ploy to deceive people.

Su Mu stared intently at Zhao Wuji, knowing full well the principle that it was better to cut off one finger than to injure all ten.

Since Zhao Wuji is already injured, let's cripple him first.

"Sixth Soul Skill! 'Snow's Sorrow'"

Su Mu leaped high into the air, and behind him, the single head of the black Three-Headed Flood Dragon opened its massive jaws.

A blue blizzard, mixed with sharp ice crystals, enveloped Zhao Wuji and his companions.

The vast expanse of white obscured the three people's vision.

In the wind and snow, sharp ice crystals continuously drew bloody marks on the three of them.

This is the second Soul Skill brought about by the Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring of the Ice Empress Clan under the Three-Headed Flood Dragon.

The advantage of this Soul Skill is that enemies inside the snowstorm cannot see outside.

However, those on the outside can clearly see what's inside.

Su Mu looked at Zhao Wuji in the wind and snow.

His gaze sharpened.

Su Mu's figure disappeared, and where Su Mu had been standing, an ice blade appeared.

"Let me see how many of my blows you can withstand!"

Zhao Wuji had no time to react to Su Mu's appearance.

By the time they tried to stop it, it was too late.

You can only turn your body to the side.

He used his back to block Su Mu's sneak attack.

"Sizzle~"

A deep knife wound also appeared on Zhao Wuji's back.

Blue, chilling energy continuously seeped into Zhao Wuji's body from the knife wound.

At the same time, the tearing effect of the Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear Palm Bone is also activated.

It cannot heal in a short time.

"Ah!"

Zhao Wuji roared to the sky, the sensation at the wound was unbearable even for the 'Immovable Wisdom King'.

The 'Ice Emperor Crystal Armor' made Su Mu appear like Gui Mei within 'Snow's Sorrow'.

In addition, there's the "Shifting Shape and Changing Shadow" of the Netherworld Two-Headed Leopard Left Leg Bone ".

It's even more unfathomable.

In an instant, four more knife wounds appeared on Zhao Wuji's body.

Moreover, Zhao Wuji could clearly feel that each of these strikes was heavier than the last.

Especially the fourth cut, if it weren't caught on the back.

If it cuts into your arm, you'll probably lose your arm.

Just as Su Mu was about to deliver his fifth strike.

Zhao Wuji's face lit up with joy.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black.

Seven Soul Rings emerged from beneath his feet.

A phantom bear appeared behind him, howling towards the sky.

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