Eternal Sacred King Chapter 700: Strong swords

After a brief silence, there was an uproar in the crowd!

The monks who were watching nearby also cried out!

"His! It turned out to be him!"

"Su Zimo? That Divine Phoenix Island evildoer?"

"I heard that a while ago, he launched a wave of beasts and slaughtered the Liuli Palace in an ancient city on the ancient battlefield. The entire Liuli Palace was wiped out, and only a few monks escaped!"

"Ah!"

My name is Su Zimo. ︾乐︾文︾小︾说|

The clouds are light and windy.

There is no arrogant, pretentious language.

But it shocked the audience!

The three words Su Zimo are the greatest aura!

At least in this intermediate ancient battlefield, this name is more terrifying than any super sect!

The two apprentices of Sect Refining Sect and Nie Hao of Hunyuanzong, after hearing this name, their expressions changed slightly, their pupils shrank and their expressions became serious.

Leng Ming frowned, his eyes cold.

If Su Zimo is called a ‘little character’, I’m afraid other people can only be called trash.

Even the Fenglei Palace, who was originally looking up at the sky, slowly lowered his head, squinted his eyes, and stared at Su Zimo, with a faint flash of thunder in his eyes!

"Su Zimo? Twin vision?"

Xu Cheng's eyes showed a hint of playfulness.

Originally, nine of the little fat guys were surrounded by thousands of monks, and their aura was weak, and there seemed to be no bones that would be impacted at any time.

But when Su Zimo spoke, the aura formed around these nine people could stand against the surrounding thousands of monks and the three three sects, without losing the wind!

In the ancient battlefield, Su Zimo's fierce name is second only to Emperor Yin!

"Brother, this is the little character you are talking about, your tone is really big."

Seeing the momentum reversed, the little fat man relaxed, and said grinningly.

Leng Ming looked gloomy and ignored the little fat man. Instead, he turned to look at Su Zimo, clasped his fists slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Friend Su's name, I heard about it in the next morning. I saw it today, and it was indeed well-deserved." /

Su Zimo's expression was indifferent, and he didn't pay any attention at all.

Leng Ming's murderous intent emerged in his heart, but he smiled and said again: "Friend Su, this is a struggle between my grave sect disciples, as long as you are willing to stand on the sidelines and stay out of the situation, there will be a return!"

"Oh?"

Su Zimo raised his brows and asked, "I want a picture of Huangquan, will you give it to me?"

"Hahahaha!"

This time it was Little Fatty's turn and the others laughed.

Leng Ming took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, restrained his emotions, and said with a strong smile: "Friends of the Taoist are joking, Huangquan Tu is the treasure of my tomb, I can't give it to you. Excluding Huangquan Tu, this tomb You can choose from the treasures in China!"

"This won't work!"

Without waiting for Su Zimo to speak, Xu Cheng next to him stood up, interrupted him, and said coldly: "The "Purple Dianjue" in the tomb must be given to me!"

Su Zimo remained calm.

"Part of the Lei Emperor’s inheritance is in the Feng Lei Palace. Of course, the Feng Lei Palace was not created by the Lei Emperor, but created by the disciples of the Lei Emperor. This "Purple Electric Jue" is a piece of merit missing in the Feng Lei Palace. Method."

Lin Xuanji ran a method of sound transmission and secret transmission, and the voice sounded in Su Zimo's mind.

Su Zimo nodded.

Xu Cheng looked at Su Zimo and the others, and suddenly said, "Who owns this exercise, as long as you hand it over, I can withdraw from this fight!"

"Brother Xu, you..."

Leng Ming's expression changed, and just as he spoke, he was interrupted by Xu Cheng waved his hand.

Xu Cheng said lightly: "I only want "Purple Dian Jue", and I am not interested in the rest!"

No matter how deep Leng Ming City Mansion is, his complexion at this time becomes extremely ugly.

The little fat man sneered: "It turns out that this is the connection of the senior brother, I have seen it, it is amazing."

"No one handed over the "Purple Dian Jue"?"

Wait for a while, seeing no one responds, Xu Cheng's eyes flashed with crackling thunder, killing intent!

Xu Chenghan said: "If no one handed it over, I could only think that someone had secretly hid my lost exercises from the Wind and Thunder Palace, it should be punishable!"

"The "Purple Dianjue" is in my hands, if you want..."

Su Zimo said lightly: "Come and get it."

These simple words made the monks onlookers feel excited and blood boiled.

"This is going to be tough!"

"These two Tianjiao confrontation, I am afraid that there will be a terrifying battle. Could it be said that the battle of the vision list will be staged in advance?"

Seeing this scene, Leng Ming was overjoyed.

This is really fascinating.

If someone really shows weakness and surrenders "Purple Dianjue", the current situation, who wins and loses is still unknown.

But now, Xu Cheng can only stand on his side!

Under all these eyes, knowing that "Purple Dianjue" is in Su Zimo's hands, Xu Cheng has no reason to retreat, so he can only choose to shoot!

"Good, good, good!"

Xu Cheng nodded and stared at Su Zimo, his eyes were rolling, his aura continued to rise, and he slowly said: "Originally, I wanted to forgive you once and wait until Vientiane City to fight with you again. !"

"Now, since you are looking for death by yourself, you can't blame me!"

A word is inconsistent, the sword is drawn, and the battle is on the verge!

"Yo ha."

A joking voice came from outside the crowd.

"It's so lively, I also want to come and join in."

As this voice remembered, the cultivators of Corpse Refining Sect, Hunyuanzong, and Fenglei Palace, as if avoiding the plague, hurried back and gave up a passage for fear of avoiding it.

A group of monks walked in slowly.

These monks are all dressed in dark blue robes, and the headed person has his hands on his back, with a flirty expression, licking his scarlet tongue, and walked in.

One of the five major left paths, the poison door!

In the poison gate, every monk carries a variety of poisonous poisons on his body, and if it is stained with one kind, it is easy to lose his life!

The seven unique poisons are even more fierce.

No matter how deep your cultivation is, you will never escape death if you are poisoned!

There are only over a hundred of these Poison Sect monks, but the monks of Refining Corpse Sect, Hunyuanzong, and Fenglei Temple are in a mess, and they retreat one after another.

Xu Cheng looked at the headed youth, frowned slightly, and asked in a deep voice, "Du Ren, where are you standing?"

Lin Xuanji seemed to have thought of something. He was gloating and whispered to Su Zimo: "I guess, I should come to you to seek revenge."

Su Zimo is not surprised.

Twenty years ago, on the elementary battlefield of ancient antiquity, Xiao Ning was poisoned and almost died. In his anger, he wiped out all the forces of Poison Gate in the ancient battlefield!

The monk called "Du Ren" touched his chin~ IndoMTL.com~ knowingly asked: "Fearer Leng Ming, I heard that you are in trouble?"

"Exactly." Leng Ming couldn't figure out Du Ren's thoughts.

Du Ren smiled and said: "I can stand by your side, but I want to share a piece of the treasure in the tomb!"

"Good!"

Leng Ming was overjoyed and quickly said: "This is natural. As long as the Daoist chooses to help me, the treasure in the tomb is indispensable for the Daoist!"

Du Ren slowly turned his head and looked at Su Zimo, his eyes were bitter, and he grinned and said: "Su Zimo, remember that twenty years ago, you killed a man named'Du Kai' in the ancient battlefield. Poison monk?"

"I am his brother, I will come to take your life today!"

Du Ren's smile, like an evil spirit in hell, is chilling.

Su Zimo's expression was calm, he directly took the bleeding quenching knife from the storage bag, nodded, and said: "Then you came just right, I will kill them all!"