Eternal Sacred King Chapter 126: Three flying swords

　　 In the past two days, Su Zimo never showed up. He has been in retreat in the cave mansion, hitting the ninth layer of Qi Condensation.

　　 On the night when the Lingfeng competition ended, Su Zimo swallowed the second Gathering Pill.

　　 Su Zimo's body seemed to turn into a whirlpool, and a steady stream of spiritual energy poured into his body through his right hand, frantically rushing to the dantian.

　　 The aura in Su Zimo's Dantian is constantly expanding, like a sea of ​​smoke.

　　 I don’t know how long it took, Su Zimo shook all over, opened his eyes, in the darkness, two scorching lights flashed, and quickly disappeared.

　　 Nine levels of condensation!

　　 Less than a year after entering the sect, Su Zimo finally stepped into the ninth level of Qi Condensation.

　　 This cultivation speed, even if it is placed in the entire cultivation world, is by no means slow.

　　 At this time, Su Zimo carefully felt the changes in the dantian, and his eyes were a little confused.

　　According to the condensing qi jue, the ten layers of qi condensing, that is, the realm of great perfection, the aura in the dantian will change quantitatively.

　　 In other words, a sea of ​​air will form in the dantian.

　　 This is why it takes more time, more resources, and more difficult to break through the nine levels of condensing Qi to the Great Perfection of Qi Condensation.

　　 And now, Su Zimo has just stepped into the ninth level of Qi Condensation, and a vast sea of ​​Qi has formed in the dantian!

　　 This is completely different from the introduction in Condensing Qi Jue.

　　 This means that Su Zimo, who has nine layers of Qi, is not weaker than Feng Haoyu of Dzogchen in terms of aura!

　　 Su Zimo smiled, and suddenly he was full of expectation and confidence about the battle tomorrow.

　　……

　　 the next morning.

　　 Su Zimo walked out of the cave. There were already many monks standing outside, waiting for him to come out of retreat.

　　 Little Fatty, Xue Yi, and many Qifeng disciples.

　　 "Big brother, you are finally out. Huh, big brother, you have already condensed nine levels?" The little fat man's eyes lit up.

　　 Su Zimo smiled and nodded.

　　"Feng Haoyu is the number one Lingfeng this time?" Su Zimo asked.

　　 Everyone nodded.

　　 Thinking back to Feng Haoyu's performance yesterday, everyone's expressions were a bit solemn, and they looked at Su Zimo's gaze with a trace of worry.

　　In the hearts of everyone, even if Su Zimo stepped into the ninth layer of Qi Condensation, the gap between him and Feng Haoyu would be too big.

　　 The little fat man whispered: "Yesterday's Lingfeng was more skilled. Feng Haoyu won the first place without even using the secret technique of the sect. It shows that he did not use all his strength. Brother, you should pay more attention today."

　　 "Oh, so amazing?" Su Zimo laughed.

　　 Xue Yi also smiled and said: "Junior Brother Su, don't have any pressure in this battle, give it a go, and you will lose if you lose. Anyway, you are already number one in Shuangfeng."

　　 "Yeah, even if Feng Haoyu wins you, it doesn't matter. Our Qifeng disciples are not good at fighting and fighting, and we won't be ashamed if we lose."

　　 Su Zimo smiled and asked: "Today's battle, where is the location?"

　　 "The Array Peak Spirit Arena!" said the little fat man.

　　 "The peak?" Su Zimo whispered, a strange color flashed in his eyes.

　　He hasn't been back since he left the formation three months ago.

　　 The little fat man noticed that Su Zimo's expression was different, he was worried, and asked quickly: "What's the matter, big brother, what's wrong with the formation?"

　　 "It's okay."

　　 Su Zimo shook his head without explaining, and waved: "Let’s go, I’ll try this Lingfeng’s first method."

　　……

　　Only one day later, many disciples gathered again on the formation.

　　 In addition to the trial disciples in the Five Peaks, some inner disciples also rushed to watch the excitement. Chen Yu, the law enforcement hall who once had a grudge with Su Zimo, was among them.

　　The first seat of the five peaks, all of them are here.

　　 Array Peak Spirit Arena, right next to the Shijin Tower, and very close to the Shijin Monument.

　　 Feng Haoyu came here early, standing on the arena of the spirit, with his hands on his back, his expression proud.

　　 Not long after, Su Zimo and others came with swords and descended in front of the spirit arena.

　　 Su Zimo appeared, and instantly attracted countless eyes.

　　 "Hehe, I said why I haven't seen him in the past two days. I have been practicing in retreat, and I actually stepped into the ninth level of Qi Condensation."

　　The disciple who spoke did not have much surprise in his tone, but rather made obvious mockery.

　　 "What about the nine layers of condensing Qi, but it is self-infuriating."

　　 "I bet, within three strokes, Su Zimo will lose!"

　　 "Forget it, if Brother Feng goes all out, Su Zimo won't be able to hold it anymore."

　　 There was a lot of discussion in the crowd, and the voices were noisy.

　　 Su Zimo won the first place in Qifeng and Danfeng, but it doesn't prove his strength. In this battle, no one is optimistic about Su Zimo.

　　 Many Lingfeng disciples are waiting to see Su Zimo's jokes.

　　 Under countless gazes with playful gaze, Su Zimo boarded the spirit arena.

　　 From beginning to end, Su Zimo's expression is extremely calm, his eyes are clear, like an ancient well without waves.

　　 "Hey, Su Zimo, if you kneel and beg for mercy now, Brother Feng is soft-hearted, maybe I will forgive you once!"

　　 Among the crowd, the Lingfeng disciple Sun Tao, who had been stunned by Su Zimo's palm, shouted, drew a burst of laughter.

　　Su Zimo turned his eyes slightly, just glanced at Sun Tao faintly, and said, "Why, you didn't think you were embarrassing enough last time?"

　　This incident has always been a shame to Sun Tao.

　　 Now Su Zimo mentioned it in front of everyone again, Sun Tao's face was blue and red, and he gritted his teeth with hatred, and said coldly: "Su Zimo, I haven't settled the account with you about the last time! You attacked me! In the first place, I was shamelessly showing off here!"

　　 "Show off?"

　　 Su Zimo smiled, shook his head and said: "What's worth showing off after defeating you?"

　　 Anyone can hear the casualness and contempt in Su Zimo's tone.

　　Sun Tao's eyes turned red in an instant, and he couldn't help shouting: "Su Zimo, fight me fairly if you have the courage, and I will let you see the methods of my Sun Tao!"

　　 At this moment, the little fat man sneered and said: "If you want to fight, I can fight with you."

　　Sun Tao suddenly withered~IndoMTL.com~ This time the Lingfeng is better, the strength of the little fat man is obvious to all, and his Sun Tao is not an opponent.

　　 "Okay, no need to say more! Feng Haoyu, Su Zimo, you two, let's start."

　　 At this moment, Wen Xuan gave a soft drink, suppressing the voice of the crowd.

　　 on the battlefield.

　　 Feng Haoyu looked at Su Zimo with contempt in his eyes, and sneered: "Su Zimo, Junior Brother Sun is right. If you beg me now, I might consider forgiving you once. If you really have **** Get started, the sword has no eyes, don't blame me for being merciless!"

　　 Hearing these words, the old man frowned, and couldn't help but raise his voice: "Students in the same school, only when you click, don’t hurt your life."

　　 Feng Haoyu smiled and said: "Don't worry, the first adult, I will teach Junior Su, what is the method of cultivating immortality!"

As soon as the voice of 　　 fell, Feng Haoyu patted the storage bag with his palm, offering a low-grade flying sword.

　　 I didn't see how Feng Haoyu had manipulated it. This flying sword shuttled back and forth by his side, circling and dancing, revealing the extremely clever swordsmanship.

　　 At the same time, Su Zimo also took out a flying sword from the storage bag.

　　 Everyone took a look.

　　 is actually a low-grade flying sword!

　　"It must be Qifeng's first reward."

　　"Well, Qifeng is the first one to go to the Spirit Tool Pavilion to choose a lower-grade spiritual weapon. It seems that this is the flying sword."

　　"Junior Brother Su is not rational enough. If it were me, I would definitely choose a defensive weapon."

　　 Feng Haoyu pointed at Su Zimo's flying sword and chuckled, "Do you think that with a low-grade flying sword, you are qualified to fight with me?"

　　 "You are wrong."

　　 Su Zimo said lightly: "It's not a handle."

As soon as 　　's voice fell, there were two more flying swords in Su Zimo's palm!