Eternal Sacred King Chapter 89: Sneak attack
During the whole process, Su Zimo didn't say a word, calmly scary.
Little Fatty stood beside him, and he could naturally feel the fierce aura emanating from Su Zimo's body, which was extremely terrifying!
"Brother, if you want to fight, don't do it below. The rules of the sect, if the monks learn from each other, you can only go to the spirit arena."
Although Su Zimo only has six levels of Qi condensing, for some reason, the little fat man always thought that Su Zimo was very powerful.
terribly powerful!
Su Zimo stepped forward and looked at Xue Yi's wound.
This sword pierced the shoulder blades, and it would be difficult to recover without a month.
Xue Yi's face was pale, and after seeing Su Zimo, he forced a smile and said: "Junior Brother Su, you are here too."
"Hmm."
Su Zimo nodded, and said in a deep voice: "Brother, take care of your injuries, I will help you out with this tone."
"Farewell!"
Xue Yi's expression changed, he quickly grabbed Su Zimo's arm, and shook his head, "Junior Brother Su, don't be fooled! What they did is to motivate you to go to the battlefield and severely wound you. , Unable to participate in the Qifeng Competition at the end of the year."
"Yes, Junior Brother Su, don't worry about our business, as long as Qifeng at the end of the year is better than Feng Haoyu in art, even if it's venting for us." The Qifeng disciple next to him also quickly persuaded.
Su Zimo shook his head.
Seeing this scene, Xue Yi felt even more anxious, and then said: "Junior Brother Su, you have been in the sect for less than three months, and you haven't come to Lingfeng to hear how the monks fight and fight, what can you compare with others? You have only condensed the sixth level of Qi, and the elder brother is defeated at the nineth level of Qi, don't be stupid!"
Xue Yi's words are not pleasant to hear, but he is very concerned.
"Heh..."
Sun Tao, who had just walked out of the spirit battle arena, passed by Su Zimo and the others. He heard a sudden chuckle and raised his eyebrows: "If Junior Brother Su wants to compare, my Lingfeng disciple will also have Condensation Six. No matter how bad it is, how about finding a five-layer condensing person and making gestures with you?"
"Haha!"
There was a burst of laughter from the crowd.
"Junior Brother Su, I am the fifth layer of Qi Condensation. I would like to fight with you in the spirit battlefield. Can you dare to fight?" A Lingfeng disciple stood up.
Another Lingfeng disciple said loudly: "Junior Brother Su, you and I worship into the sect together. Now, although I am only on the fourth layer of Qi Condensing, I dare to compete with you!"
Feng Haoyu looked at Su Zimo, and said leisurely: "If you want to find a Qi Condensing third-tier Qi trainer as your opponent, Lingfeng is really gone."
hahaha!
The laughter in the crowd is louder.
"Too much bullying!" Qifeng's disciples were pale with anger.
Little Fatty sighed slightly.
After all, he is also a person in Lingfeng, although he is on Su Zimo's side in his heart, it is hard to say anything at this time.
Xue Yi covered his wound and said in a deep voice: "Junior Brother Su, let's go back and don't be fooled."
"This incident started because of me, so I should end it."
As soon as 's voice fell, Su Zimo's eyes turned and fell on Feng Haoyu's body, and slowly said: "Feng Haoyu, for the sake of the false name of the three peaks, you made so many things secretly and secretly. Originally, I I thought you were a person, now..."
Su Zimo did not continue, but shook his head.
A cold light flashed in Feng Haoyu's eyes, and asked coldly: "Su Zimo, what do you mean?"
"Don't you keep fighting with me?"
Su Zimo said: "As you wish, go to the spirit battle arena!"
The voices in the crowd gradually faded.
Everyone looked at Su Zimo with a surprised look, and couldn't believe what they had just heard.
Su Zimo wants to challenge Feng Haoyu?
One is the sixth level of condensing air, and the other is the eighth level of condensing air.
One is a disciple of Qifeng, who is not good at fighting, and the other is the first genius of Lingfeng!
The gap between the two sides is like a cloud of mud!
The little fat man was also stunned.
Although he thinks Su Zimo is very strong, he is not strong enough to challenge Feng Haoyu.
Now, Su Zimo directly declares war to Feng Haoyu, instantly messing up the little fat man.
"Junior Brother Su, don't you, don't do this!" Xue Yi thought that Su Zimo was too young, and he was impulsive and ignored everything, so he challenged Feng Haoyu.
"Hahahahaha!"
After a brief silence, there was a louder laughter from the crowd.
Some Lingfeng disciples clutched their stomachs and smiled: "No, this Su Zimo is so funny, he wants to challenge Master Feng."
"This is called the praying man arm as a car, it is beyond your capacity!"
"Yes, God knows how he was embarrassed to say it, this man has a thick skin."
Feng Haoyu smiled silently, but looked at Su Zimo quietly.
The situation in front of him doesn't need him to speak at all. Su Zimo has become a laughingstock, and it can be described as a complete defeat.
Sun Tao sneered beside him: "You want to challenge Master Feng, are you qualified!"
Su Zimo glanced at him, and said lightly: "Don't worry, Feng Haoyu is over, you will be the next one."
"Roar!"
Linghu suddenly lowered his body, roared, deafening, and the noisy laughter around the spirit battlefield suddenly calmed down.
Many sect disciples around were taken aback, and subconsciously backed away. The crowd was crowded and pushed, and there was a wave of restlessness.
Linghu looked around, furious, the round tiger eyes were full of cruelty and brutality, teeth and mouth were cracked, some female disciples turned pale with fright, screaming again and again.
Linghu feels proud, sweeping away the decadence before.
Linghu was made submissively by Su Zimo, but it does not prove that it is weak.
On the contrary~IndoMTL.com~Linghu is very strong, comparable to a high-level qi-trainer. If it is a life-and-death fight, it is still unknown who wins and loses.
Most of the Lingfeng disciples often go out, have experienced a lot of battles, and have fought with spirit beasts. At this time, they are relatively calm. He glanced at the token hanging on Linghu’s neck and realized that it was Su Zimo’s. Spirit beast.
Sun Tao squinted his eyes, closed his mind, walked easily, avoiding Linghu's sight, secretly drew out a flying sword, his eyes flashed ruthlessly.
咻!
Feijian let go, and went straight to the head of Linghu!
Sun Tao's shot was extremely concealed this time, and without warning.
In addition, there are more than two thousand people surrounded here, the breath is chaotic, the voice is noisy, Linghu just noticed that the flying sword has stabbed near!
This sword is too vicious, it is completely rushing to kill the spirit tiger, and there is no intention to keep it.
As life was hanging by a thread, Linghu jumped, tilted his head, and flew to the side desperately.
呲!
A flash of blood flashed.
Feijian made a long, narrow, **** wound on Linghu's side, the skin and flesh turned outward, and the blood flow continued.
"Wow!"
Linghu fell to the ground, groaning, his body trembled, his eyes full of pain.
"Huh?
Su Zimo's expression changed, and Huo Ran turned around, seeing the scene of Linghu falling to the ground injured, and his heart was full of murder!
The target of Sun Tao's sword was not Su Zimo, so his spiritual sense did not perceive the danger. When he heard the flying sword sound, it was already too late.
Furthermore, Su Zimo had turned his back to Sun Tao before, paying attention to Feng Haoyu.
He didn't expect that in the arena of spirits, someone would dare to ignore the rules of the sect and make a move!
Seeing the look in Su Zimo's eyes, the little fat man shook his heart, and said in secret: "It's over, something bad!"