Eternal Sacred King Chapter 58: Chaotic arrows pierce the heart

　　 Zhou Dingyun seemed to be terribly frightened, he stood up with a violent sound, backed up a few steps, touched the storage bag around his waist with his palm, and squinted his eyes with a solemn expression.

　　 "Calm, calm!"

　　 Zhou Dingyun said with comfort in his heart: "I am an eight-layer gas trainer. Compared to two years ago, I have been reborn and can still be frightened by a scholar? Su Zimo, a mortal, what can I rely on?"

　　 "Don't you drink?"

　　 Su Zimo smiled slightly, shook his head and said: "If you don't drink, there will be no chance."

　　 "Pretend to be!"

　　 Zhou Dingyun yelled, slapped his palm on the storage bag, and directly sacrificed a flying sword with his fingertips. Shooting a spiritual energy, the flying sword was shining brightly.

　　 Lower Grade Spirit Tool.

　　 "Illness!"

　　 Zhou Dingyun's flying sword was in his hand, instantly calming his mind, pointed forward, the flying sword turned into a stream of light, and instantly pierced Su Zimo!

　　 Su Zimo didn't move, like an old monk entering concentration.

　　 Fei Jian paused at the center of Su Zimo's eyebrows, and it would pierce in an inch, but Su Zimo's expression remained as usual, from beginning to end, he didn't even blink his eyelids.

　　 Zhou Dingyun thought that Su Zimo had been frightened, and could not help but smiled grimly: "Su Zimo, if you kneel down and beg me now, I can still consider letting you live."

　　 "I think there is something wrong with you."

　　 Su Zimo stretched out his palm, gently held the flying sword in front of him, and said calmly: "It's here, in this season, it's this kind of night, the same is the two of us, but the ending is not There will be too much change."

　　 Seeing that Su Zimo was actually holding a sharp low-grade spirit weapon with his palm, Zhou Dingyun couldn't help showing a touch of cruelty in his eyes.

　　 is really ignorant!

　　 Su Zimo said again: "If there is a change, I let you go two years ago. But now, you can't go."

　　 "Damn, I'm still babbling, I'll give you a palm first!"

　　 Zhou Dingyun yelled, his eyes flashed hard, he manipulated the flying sword and twisted it hard!

　　 At the same time, Su Zimo's palm rolled and shocked.

　　 Snap!

　　 There was a crisp sound, like thunder on the ground, Zhou Dingyun was startled.

　　 There is no imaginary flesh and blood flying.

　　 On the contrary, Su Zimo's palm is intact!

　　 What surprised Zhou Dingyun even more was that he lost control of Feijian!

　　 how could this be?

　　 The next moment, Zhou Dingyun saw another scene, and all the surprise in his eyes turned into horror.

　　 I saw Su Zimo slowly spread out his palm, and the flying sword was lying quietly in his palm, covered with cracks.

　　 Su Zimo let go, this low-grade spirit artifact turned into a pile of fragments and fell on the ground.

　　 An inferior spirit weapon, it's so useless!

　　 Seeing Su Zimo's gradually cold eyes, Zhou Dingyun's heart also sank to the bottom.

　　 He finally realized that in the past two years, he has become an eight-tiered air trainer, and the second son Su in front of him is not the weak scholar who used to be!

　　 He finally realized that Su Zimo just felt that the change was so great, it was not him, but Su Zimo himself!

　　 He finally realized that the bowl of wine on the round table might really be his road wine!

　　 Zhou Dingyun couldn't understand for a while, why Su Zimo could shatter his low-grade spirit weapon with his flesh and blood.

　　 Zhou Dingyun did not want to go into the reasons behind this.

　　 Now, he just wants to leave here, as far away as possible from Su Zimo!

　　 Zhou Dingyun took out another flying sword from the storage bag, which was just a pseudo-spirit weapon.

　　 In the Bixia Palace, the outer disciple can get a low-grade spiritual weapon, which is already a great gift, but it was just abolished by Su Zimo's palm.

　　 Zhou Dingyun stepped on the flying sword, soared into the air, and flew outside.

　　 Before leaving, Zhou Dingyun couldn't help but look back.

　　 I saw that Su Zimo didn’t get up in a hurry, but instead drank the bowl of spirits on the stone table without rushing, then stood up, tied the long knife on the table to his waist and put it on his back. The quiver, holding the big **** bow in his hand.

　　 Zhou Dingyun swallowed, turned around, urged Feijian with all his strength, and galloped away.

　　 The wind whistling in his ears, Zhou Dingyun couldn't help shivering when the wind blew him. I don't know when, he was already shocked in a cold sweat.

　　 Before long, Zhou Dingyun was already far away from Pingyang Town.

　　 Not far in front is the Canglang Mountain Range, which is pitch black, and the roar of spirit beasts can be heard faintly.

　　 Zhou Dingyun let out a long breath, finally relieved.

　　 At this moment, a cold voice suddenly came from behind Zhou Dingyun!

　　 "Do you still remember the vow you made when you knelt down and begged for mercy on the night two years ago?"

　　 Hearing these words, Zhou Dingyun was so frightened that he almost lost control of his flying sword, lost his balance, and fell from mid-air.

　　Su Zimo!

　　 This voice is Su Zimo!

How is 　　 possible?

　　How could he catch up?

　　 Zhou Dingyun's face was pale with cold sweat, and while urging Feijian to flee forward desperately, he looked back.

　　 Su Zimo followed him, his expression was calm and he seemed to walk casually, but every step he stepped out was two or three feet away!

　　 "He, he didn't use all his strength!"

　　 At this point, Zhou Dingyun seemed to fall into the ice cellar instantly, all over his body with cold.

　　 Su Zimo's voice sounded again: "On the night two years ago, you swear to the heavens that if you are lucky enough to visit the fairy gate in the future, you will never come to avenge me, otherwise you will die with arrows through your heart."

　　"Heh...In this case, just as you wish~IndoMTL.com~ Hearing this, Zhou Dingyun finally understood the purpose of the **** bow on the stone table.

　　"Farewell!"

　　 Zhou Dingyun quickly turned around and just said a word, a black shadow shrouded his eyes.

　　 woo woo woo!

　　 More than a dozen sharp arrows are coming in no time at all!

　　噗!

　　 Zhou Dingyun felt a pain in his chest, as if he had lost something in his body.

　　 With a plop, Zhou Dingyun fell to the ground, his body covered with mud, and his body was stained red with blood.

　　"Ho ho!"

　　 Zhou Dingyun lowered his head hard and looked to his chest.

　　 There is **** blood, and there is a bowl of blood hole. His heart has been pierced and taken away by a dozen sharp arrows.

　　 Chaos arrows pierced the heart!

　　Everything seems to be fate, it is already doomed.

　　 The breeze blew, and Zhou Dingyun's eyes fluttered with a corner of a green shirt.

　　 Zhou Dingyun lay on the ground, looking up at Su Zimo standing in front of him, with a weird smile on his face, and vaguely said: "I, I am Bixia... Gong, you, you kill You can't escape without me. One day, Canglang really...will find you..."

　　 Su Zimo squatted down and smiled and said: "You don't have to wait until that day, I will go to him. You go first, and the next one is the real Canglang!"

　　 Hearing these words, Zhou Dingyun broke his breath on the side of his head.

　　 Su Zimo pulled the storage bag around Zhou Dingyun's waist and put it in his arms, then grabbed his corpse, didn't walk far forward, and threw it directly into the Canglang Mountain Range.

　　 Don't have to wait until the next day, Zhou Dingyun's body will be eaten by the spirit beasts.

　　 destroy the corpse.

　　No one knows what happened this night.