Eternal Sacred King Chapter 28: Today, you can’t go.

　　Walking out of Tianbao Pavilion, Song Qi took out a flying sword from the storage bag, tapped his fingertips, aura poured into it, and the flying sword floated in front of the two of them.

　　 Song Qi can naturally see that Su Zimo is just a mortal without aura. Since he is carrying a bow and a knife, he wants to have some effort, so jumping on this flying sword is not a problem.

　　 Song Qi said: "Sus Young Master, when you step on this flying sword, don't be afraid. I can protect you from it and will not let you fall. I will soon arrive in Pingyang Town."

　　 Su Zimo's gaze swept across Song Qi's flying sword, shook his head, and said, "Let's go, let's talk outside the city."

　　 Song Qi’s flying sword has no spirit patterns on it, and it is also a pseudo-spirit weapon.

　　 Su Zimo's body, the combined weight of the Blood Crystal Bow and the Cold Moon Knife alone, is a full two thousand catties, and Song Qi's Qi condensing seven-layer realm can't carry it at all.

　　 Su Zimo didn't break, and the two of them walked out of the city quickly.

　　Outside the city, there are a lot fewer pedestrians. Just as Su Zimo was about to start plowing the sky and galloping towards Pingyang Town, his heart moved.

　　 "Huh? Is someone following?"

　　 Su Zimo didn't look back, it was just a mysterious and mysterious feeling.

　　 Su Zimo remained calm, kept his normal speed, and headed towards Pingyang Town. Song Qi frowned and said nothing.

　　 It didn’t take long for them to hear the sound of their clothes being ripped into the air.

　　 Comprehensionist?

　　 Song Qi was surprised, put his palm on the storage bag, and looked back.

　　 Not far away, a monk wearing a black Taoist robe stepped on a flying sword, and he was galloping towards him. The killing intent flashed in his eyes, and it was obvious that the person who came was not good!

　　 Condensation eighth level!

　　 Song Qi whispered, and quickly pulled Su Zimo to the side, praying in his heart that this person just happened to pass by.

　　 In a blink of an eye, the Xuanpao trainer came to the two of them, jumped down from the flying sword, smiled coldly at Song Qi, and said: "You'd better get out of the way, no matter what, I and This person has hatred."

　　 Song Qi glanced at Su Zimo, and found that the latter was expressionless, and he didn't know if he was scared or stupid. He didn't even know he was scared.

　　 Song Qi clasped his fists and said: "Friends of Daoist are joking, my friend is just a mortal, what kind of hatred can I have with fellow Daoists."

　　 "Om!"

　　Xuanpao trainer lightly taps the flying sword with his fingertips, and there is a flash of light on it, the sword is full of energy.

　　 Lower Grade Spirit Tool!

　　Song Qi's palms are sweating, and the opponent's cultivation level is one level higher than him, and he has a low-grade spirit weapon in his body. Once he fights, he has no chance of winning.

　　 "If you are still ignorant, don't blame me for being cruel!" Xuanpao said in a cold voice.

　　 "Su Gongzi, run away!"

　　Song Qi said quickly in Su Zimo's ear, slapped the storage bag with his palm, and a flying sword fell into his palm.

　　 "Illness!"

　　 Song Qi controls the flying sword, preemptively, intending to seize the opportunity.

　　The flying sword turned into a stream of light, and galloped towards the Xuanpao practicing Qishi, and in a blink of an eye, it was close.

　　"It's just a pseudo-spirit weapon, dare to be arrogant in front of me!"

　　 The Xuanpao trainer snorted coldly, and took his fingers forward a little bit, the flying sword in his hand had been shot, and it hit Song Qi's flying sword heavily.

　　 Two swords collide, sparks are shooting!

　　 Song Qi's flying sword was obviously incapable, and he was almost knocked out.

　　The physical body of the Qi-trainer is weak, and it is extremely dangerous to fight. If he is a little careless, he is stabbed by the opponent's spirit weapon and has no chance of survival.

　　 After only a few rounds, Song Qi was completely at a disadvantage and could only passively defend.

　　 Fortunately, Song Qi had a calm expression and worked hard to deal with the opponent, flying swords flying around him, and the defense was not leaking.

　　Su Zimo saw the whole process in his eyes and nodded to himself.

　　 In this case, Song Qi can leave on his own. After all, he has already received a thousand low-grade spirit stones. There is no need for him to be a mortal and put himself in danger.

　　 And now, Song Qi knew that he was lost, but did not leave independently, proving that this person kept his promise, and the Su family asked him to protect him. Su Zimo can also rest assured.

　　 Song Qi and the Xuanpao trainer are still fighting, and the battle is getting fiercer.

　　 After all, the cultivation bases of the two differed by one level, and the level of the spirit artifacts was even worse.

　　 It didn't take long for Song Qi to gradually reveal his frustration, and the flying sword did not run as smoothly as it initially was. Obviously, it was due to intense spiritual energy consumption and lack of physical energy.

　　 At this moment, Su Zimo suddenly asked: "Why are you killing me?"

　　The mysterious robe trainer consciously has control of the situation, so he glanced at Su Zimo, and said sadly: "I will tell you to die today, understand, a mortal, there is a Tianbao order, this is your death Reason!"

　　In a hurry, Song Qi glanced back and found that Su Zimo was still standing there. He couldn't help feeling anxious, and said loudly, "Why are you still not leaving?"

　　唰!

　　 Song Qi was slightly distracted, and the opponent's flying sword took advantage of the vacancy and pierced in the face. The chill was pressing!

　　 At this time, it was too late to turn the flying sword. In a panic, Song Qi hurriedly rolled on the ground regardless of his face, and escaped, but his body was covered in dust and embarrassed.

　　 Su Zimo smiled, but did not respond.

　　Song Qi felt helpless in his heart, gritted his teeth and said: "I'm not this person's opponent, Young Master Su, you leave quickly, and it will be too late!"

　　 "No one can leave today!"

　　 The Xuanpao trainer shouted, and the flying sword attacked faster, constantly impacting Song Qi's defense, and the sound of Jin Ge collision one after another.

　　 At this moment, the two fighting each other heard a long sigh.

　　 "Yes, today, you can't go..."

　　 Both Song Qi and the Xuanpao trainer were a little stunned. They didn't understand what Su Zimo's words meant, and they caught a glimpse of the shocking scene from the corner of their eyes!

　　 Su Zimo is a full four feet away from the battlefield.

　　 But just two or three steps, Su Zimo has already rushed to the front, the fierce light in his eyes, like a beast that eats humans, exuding cold murderous intent!

　　 Not to mention the mysterious robe trainer that Su Zimo was staring at, even Song Qi on the side felt a sense of fright.

　　 "Not good!"

　　The mysterious robe trainer chuckled in his heart, while retreating, while controlling the flying sword, he wanted to turn his sword around and kill Su Zimo.

　　 But the movements of the Xuanpao trainer were too slow, and Su Zimo's eyes were full of loopholes.

　　 Su Zimo's expression is cold, and with his backhand he drew the Hanyue Knife from his waist and swiped forward.

　　The bright silver knife light flashed, piercing people's eyes.

　　噗!

　　 A big head flies high, the neck is smooth as a mirror, and blood is gushing out.

　　 Song Qi slightly opened his mouth~IndoMTL.com~ His mind was in confusion, staring at this scene in a daze.

　　 is dead.

　　 An eight-tiered Qiqir was killed by a single blow!

　　 Lucky? luck? main idea?

　　 "Good knife."

　　 Su Zimo looked at the Hanyue Knife that was not stained with blood, gave a compliment, and inserted it back into the scabbard with his backhand.

　　 Song Qi moved his throat and swallowed uncontrollably.

What kind of person is 　　, who would be so calm after beheading an eighth-tier air trainer?

　　 Su Zimo suddenly became mysterious in Song Qi's eyes, and he was different from the weak scholars he had previously known.

　　 Song Qi couldn't help but recall the scene that happened just now, and the more he thought about it, the more he was afraid, before not knowing it, he was scared into a cold sweat.

　　 He was horrified to find that if Su Zimo had cut him with that knife, he would not be able to hide it!

　　 Su Zimo took off the storage bag on the waist of the mysterious robe trainer, and threw it to Song Qi without looking at it, and said, "You take it."

　　"This, this, this, I can't ask for it." For some reason, Song Qi became a little nervous in the face of Su Zimo.

　　 Su Zimo smiled and said: "Take it away, and cultivate to the eighth level of Qi Condensation as soon as possible."

　　 Seeing Su Zimo's smile, it seems that the weak scholar is back again. Song Qi's expression is slightly relieved, and the pressure drops sharply. He no longer refuses, and puts the storage bag away.

　　Su Zimo again said: "You can control the flying sword with all your strength, and go to Pingyang Town."

　　 Song Qi replied and was about to ask, when you were going, you found that Su Zimo had disappeared in place, his legs were thrown away, and one step was a distance of two feet, extremely fast!

　　 Until this moment, Song Qi realized that his employer is not easy...

　　 Song Qi hurried his sword into the air, chasing Su Zimo.