Eternal Sacred King Chapter 127: Fighting
Seeing the three flying swords in Su Zimo's palm, the audience was in an uproar!
If it were an ordinary three-handed flying sword, it might not surprise everyone.
But this is a three-handed low-grade flying sword!
Even if Su Zimo wins the peak of the device, he can reward a low-grade spirit weapon, what's the matter with the other two?
Even the Lingfeng disciples who are known for their combat power, most of them don’t have low-grade spiritual weapons. This Su Zimo has just been worshipped in the sect for less than a year, and suddenly he took out three handles?
, the many trial disciples immediately jealous.
"The first adult is too eccentric, why should I give him three inferior artifacts?"
"It may be Su Zimo who won the No. 1 Double Peak this year."
"What's wrong with the first two peaks, the sect does not have this rule!"
"That is, isn't it good to give us one piece? I have been in the sect for two years, and I haven't gotten a low-grade spirit weapon."
Not to mention the following sect disciples, even the first seat of the Five Peaks was taken aback.
Xuan Yi's heart moved, a flash of splendor flashed in his eyes, and he thought to himself: "Is this boy already trained as a three-skilled sword formation?"
Xuan Yi turned to think again: "Impossible, time is too short, how is this possible!"
Listening to the discussion below, Wen Xuan frowned, turned his eyes slightly, and looked at the bad old man aside.
The old man noticed Wen Xuan’s gaze and snorted: "You don’t think that I gave these three flying swords to Su Zimo, right?"
Hefa Juvenile said suddenly: "These three flying swords are almost the same in size and shape. They should have been made by the same refiner. There is no such almost the same three flying swords in the spirit weapon pavilion."
"In other words, these three flying swords were made by Su Zimo himself?" The cold ** man raised his eyebrows and his face was surprised.
Xuan Yi nodded and said: "It should be."
With the eyes of the Jindan real person, as long as you carefully distinguish it, you can naturally see that Su Zimo's three flying swords are indistinguishable, and they cannot be taken out of the spirit weapon pavilion.
Hefa young man smiled and said: "No wonder that in the Qifeng competition that day, this boy made a low-grade giant axe for the little fat man of Lingfeng. It turns out that he already has three flying swords."
" I have to say that this child’s attainments on refining tools are indeed quite good. In less than a year, he was able to refining three lower-grade spiritual weapons. It seems that his unique set of spirit gathering methods , It’s still useful."
on the battlefield.
Seeing Su Zimo’s three flying swords, Feng Haoyu was also slightly startled. The surprise in his eyes just flashed, and it turned into mockery. He couldn’t help but smile, "Su Zimo, Su Zimo, you Think you can fight me with three flying swords?"
"You can try."
Su Zimo said lightly.
唰! Huh! Huh!
The three flying swords hovered in front of Su Zimo, the sword trembling lightly, and the sound of the sword screaming.
"Good!"
Feng Haoyu's eyes brightened, and he said softly: "Today I will let you see what is true strength!"
"Go!"
Feng Haoyu stood still on the spot, waved his big hand, and a spirit energy sank into the flying sword.
The spirit pattern on the sword flickered, and the light was brilliant.
咻!
The flying sword turned into a stream of light, and it pierced Su Zimo's head at an extremely fast speed.
The sword hasn't arrived yet, it's freezing cold!
Su Zimo's heart was stunned.
In a sense, this duel was his first fight after stepping into the realm of cultivation.
Feng Haoyu's sword is faster than Su Zimo's imagination, and it is even more elegant and unpredictable!
Su Zimo's expression remained unchanged, he divided into two flying swords to block the oncoming flying sword, controlled the third flying sword, and went straight to Feng Haoyu's attack!
"Huh?"
Feng Haoyu narrowed his eyes slightly.
He did not expect that Su Zimo not only did not have full defense, but even dared to fight back!
"Looking for death!"
Feng Haoyu's fingertips are a little far away, and he screams softly: "Illness!"
The flying sword that was originally galloping in mid-air shines brightly, and its speed skyrocketed, directly breaking through the defense of Su Zimo's two flying swords, and instantly came to the front.
In a blink of an eye, the two flying swords intercepted by Su Zimo turned into decorations.
"Good!"
Seeing this scene, many disciples below couldn't help shouting.
Feijian is right in front of me, the sword is strong, the sword light is dazzling, I am afraid that I will be scared to lose my soul if I change to a general trainer.
But Su Zimo was not in a hurry, moved his feet lightly, and did not make much movement, but he dodges Feng Haoyu's blow dangerously and dangerously.
Feijian brushed past Su Zimo, but he didn't hurt him at all!
Seeing this scene, the head of Wufeng's eyes lit up and nodded secretly.
Feng Haoyu did not expect that Su Zimo could dodge this sword.
At the same time, Su Zimo's third flying sword has already stabbed in front of Feng Haoyu.
Feng Haoyu turned the flying sword, while offering a silver shield from the storage bag, infused it with aura, swelled against the wind, and stood in front of him.
Dang!
The flying sword collided with the shield, and there was a harsh noise.
This shield is a reward chosen by Feng Haoyu in the Qifeng Spirit Tool Pavilion after he won first place in Lingfeng.
The other two flying swords of Su Zimo surround Feng Haoyu's flying swords, constantly colliding and fighting with them, the sword aura is like frost, and sparks are shooting everywhere.
For a time, Feng Haoyu's flying sword was actually restricted by Su Zimo's two flying swords, and it was difficult to break through the obstacle.
On the other side, Su Zimo's third flying sword is constantly attacking Feng Haoyu.
and Feng Haoyu can only passively defend.
Seeing this scene, all the disciples present were dumbfounded, their eyes filled with incredible color.
The battle before them was completely different from what they expected.
When they want to come, the difference in strength between the two is so big that at most three rounds, the winner can be determined.
And now ~IndoMTL.com~ The two fought against each other, Feng Haoyu fell into the wind and could only passively defend.
Su Zimo, who has three low-grade flying swords, coupled with the skill of the sword, completely restricted Feng Haoyu's play!
"This doesn't make sense."
"Su Zimo is only a ninth layer of Qi condensing. Even if he has two flying swords, it is impossible to shake the front of Senior Brother Feng. How do I feel that the strength of the two is about the same."
The disciple below was puzzled and frowned.
Only the little fat man vaguely knew the details of Su Zimo.
When the two of them were in the cave, Su Zimo was able to compete with him on the eighth level of Qi Condensation by virtue of his 7th-level Qi condensing cultivation base.
and so on, even though Su Zimo is one level different from Feng Haoyu, it should be in the same state.
Seeing this scene, the first five peaks naturally looked different.
The old man was surprised and refreshed.
Wenxuan, the first building of Lingfeng, frowned secretly.
With the eyes of the Jindan real person, it is natural to see that the level of Su Zimo's sword art is no longer weaker than most of Lingfeng's disciples.
, coupled with the help of three low-grade flying swords, the strength has been improved.
Of course, Wufeng’s first seat can’t understand why Su Zimo, who has nine layers of condensing Qi, can fight against Feng Haoyu of Condensing Great Perfection, without losing the wind.
The three flying swords were constantly colliding and fighting beside Su Zimo.
Feng Haoyu's flying sword is obviously more agile and elegant, but under the limitation of two flying swords, it can't pierce Su Zimo's body.
On the contrary, Su Zimo's third flying sword kept attacking around Feng Haoyu.
Feng Haoyu can only rely on the inferior defensive shield to block, it is difficult to fight back for a while, but it seems a little embarrassed.
, the battle is in a stalemate!