Eternal Sacred King Chapter 1150: Who are you?

In mid-air, Yuwen Wushuang confronted Taoist Fengyan with a solemn atmosphere.

Now, in the middle of the battlefield, three people and one beast suddenly rushed in, which immediately attracted countless eyes.

Even Yuwen Wushuang and Taoist Fengyan looked sideways.

The three men and a beast walked slowly.

Behind him, followed by a man in black with a stern look, and a blonde girl.

At the very end, a golden lion limped in.

There is nothing surprising about the three beasts and one beast. The only special thing is that the eyes of the three beasts are cold and murderous!

Who are these three people?

Stand up at this time, what do you want to do?

At this time, among the crowd, a monk already recognized Su Zimo's appearance, and his expression changed drastically.

The scarlet golden lion that Yuwen Wushuang sat down was obviously shocked, and the eyes of the golden lion were full of tenderness and worry.

The Golden Lion suddenly yelled: "Coco, I'm here to save you!"

"It's useless."

The red gold lion shook his head, looked sad, and uttered: "Lion, you go back."

"Where did the monster beast dare to be arrogant at the Northern Territory Road Meeting!"

The cultivator of Yuwen's family has long since stood up, shouted, ready to take action, beheading the golden lion on the spot.

"I'll take care of this matter."

Yuwen Wushuang raised his hand slightly, his eyes turned, and fell on the golden lion, smiling: "So it was you, hahaha."

"You are so bold, forget what I said to you?"

Yuwen Wushuang's tone is peaceful, but his smile reveals a trace of hideousness!

"I said, if you dare to come to me next time, I will break the bones of your whole body bit by bit!"

Yuwen Wushuang grinned, and his tone of voice revealed a murderous intent!

His attention all fell on the golden lion, and he hardly saw the three of Su Zimo.

In other words, even if he saw it, he didn't care.

"He is crazy! He is crazy!"

Uncle Zheng shook his head and said: "The four of them want to challenge Wushuang Taoists?"

This time, Youlan didn't speak.

Her eyes, staring at Su Zimo's face, seemed to want to see something on his face.

"Yuwen Wushuang."

At this moment, Su Zimo spoke slowly.

When the name was spoken, it caused a stir.

Yuwen Wushuang is now the first Taoist in the Northern Territory, with a fierce reputation. In the same rank, anyone who sees him must respectfully say a Wushuang Taoist.

Who dares to call his name directly!

Until now, Yuwen Wushuang's gaze turned to Su Zimo and others, and he sighed softly: "It has been many years, no one has been so rude in front of me."

"Little Lion, the helper you found is really impolite."

The monks present, everyone can hear Yuwen's murderous innocence in bilingualism!

Many monks looked at the eyes of Su Zimo and others, as if they were looking at a few dead people.

Of course, there are also some monks who look solemn and startled, looking at Su Zimo in disbelief, as if thinking of something, their bodies trembling slightly.

"Oh?"

Su Zimo said lightly: "That's a coincidence. Over the years, not many people have dared to be so rude in front of me."

This is the truth.

In the preaching place, the monks who dared to attack him have become cold corpses!

"Yuwen Wushuang, I am here this time and I have two accounts to be settled with you."

Su Zimo pointed to the scarlet lion in mid-air and said: "First, you shouldn't grab that lion and use it as your mount."

"Secondly, you should not break his leg."

Su Zimo pointed to the golden lion again and said.

"Hahahaha!"

Yuwen Wushuang looked up to the sky and laughed, as if he heard the funniest thing in the world: "So, you came to me to settle the account?"

The Tianjiao of other big families who came to the door shook their heads after hearing this, feeling a burst of absurdity.

A monk from the Yuwen family stood up and said coldly: "You are also worthy to challenge Wushuang Taoist, take me a knife!"

This Void-returning Taoist could not bear it for a long time, and jumped down from the stone pillar, and a long knife was sacrificed from the storage bag, carrying the momentum of the sky and the earth, and slashed fiercely against Su Zimo's head. Go down!

Five magic lines burst out of the knife body.

Perfect Taoist magic weapon!

Before the blade arrived, it burst out with a powerful edge, as if it could kill everything in front of you!

Youlan's expression changed slightly.

Just a random monk in the Yuwen family has such a combat power, which shows the strength of the four main gates.

Other Tianjiao nodded secretly.

This knife, combined with mana and vitality, uses the momentum that descends from the sky to maximize its power, which should not be underestimated!

Yuwen Wushuang watched this scene in his spare time, and didn't mean to make a move at all.

Su Zimo stood still, motionless.

Even if it was shrouded in such a sword force, his expression did not change at all, and his eyes were deep, like an ancient well, without fluctuations.

"It's over, this man has been scared to be stupid."

"Arrogant and arrogant, there is always a price to pay."

Someone sneered again and again.

Suddenly!

Su Zimo opened his mouth and spit out a word!

"Get out!"

The sound is like thunder!

The discussion in the crowd just started, and was yelled by this loud voice, suddenly suppressed, and silence was restored again!

The monk who was a little closer, unsuspectingly, was taken aback.

Many monks only feel humming in their ears, temporarily deaf, and can't hear any sound.

Qun Xiu was stunned, staring at the battlefield in a daze.

It is hard for everyone to imagine that this roar erupted from the mouth of a monk!

Yuwenjia, the rebirth Taoist, was still in mid-air, and was suddenly hit by such a vocal range. If he was struck by lightning, his whole body was shaken, and his eyes became dull.

His mind is blank, and the whole person loses consciousness, like a meteorite, falling from mid-air.

The sword in his hand collapsed directly.

The light on the knife body also dissipated.

Boom!

The Taoist who returned to the Void fell heavily on the stone platform, motionless, and fainted, unconscious.

With this roar, Su Zimo used the power of Thunder Killing.

Although Qinglian's real body is nourished by the Primordial Sacred Spring, her bloodline is still not strong.

If it were replaced by the real dragon clan, with just this loud roar, this Void-Returning Taoist would not faint, but would be directly roared to pieces by the soul, and the corpse would be on the spot!

Even so, this hand is shocking enough!

The agitated crowd suddenly calmed down.

Who dares to despise the Taoist who can faint with a loud roar?

"Who are you?"

Yuwen Wushuang narrowed his eyes and asked slowly.

"Wild martial arts stand on the road, and the common people live with martial arts!"

At this moment~IndoMTL.com~ a monk slowly got up, stared at Su Zimo, and slowly said: "Wonder martial artist, you are finally out of the mountain!"

His!

Desolate martial artist!

These four words seem to have a kind of magic power, making the entire Qiantian city silent!

You Lan opened her mouth wide, only to feel a bang in her mind, her expression dazed.

How come?

Su Zimo... Is he Huang Wu?

Uncle Zheng was also stunned. For a while, he couldn't turn his head.

"It's him!"

The prince Daxia was crazy, with a frightened expression, and shouted: "I knew, he must have killed the national teacher!"

(End of this chapter)