Eternal Sacred King

Chapter 126: Three-handed Flying Sword

In the past two days, Su Zimo never made an appearance, and he had been retreating in Dongfu, impacting the ninth layer of condensed gas.

On the night of Lingfeng's ending, Su Zimo swallowed the second Ju Ling Dan.

Su Zimo's body seemed to turn into a vortex, and a steady stream of aura flowed into his body through his right hand, rushing into Dantian frantically.

Su Zimodan's aura in the field, constantly expanding, as vast as smoke.

I don't know how long after that, Su Zimo was shocked and opened his eyes. In the darkness, two burning rays of light flashed, and quickly disappeared.

Nine layers of condensation!

Less than a year after worshiping the ancestral gate, Su Zimo finally stepped into the ninth floor of Ningqi.

This cultivation speed, even if it is placed in the whole world of cultivation, is by no means slow.

At this time, Su Zimo carefully felt the changes in Dan Tianzhong, with some confusion in his eyes.

According to the Ningqi decision, the ten layers of Ningqi, that is, the state of great consummation, the aura in Dantian will produce quantitative changes.

In other words, Dan Tanaka will form a sea of ​​gas.

This is why it takes more time, more resources, and more difficult to break through the condensate from the ninth layer of condensate.

Today, Su Zimo has just stepped into the ninth layer of condensate gas, and Dan Tianzhong has formed a vast sea of ​​gas!

This is completely different from the introduction in Ning Qi Jue.

This means that Su Zimo, who is in the ninth layer of condensed gas, is not weaker than Feng Haoyu, who has a great condensed gas!

Su Zimo smiled, and suddenly he was full of anticipation and confidence in the war tomorrow.

...

Early morning.

Su Zimo walked out of Dongfu. There were already many monks standing outside, waiting for him to retreat.

Fatty, Xue Yi, and many Qifeng disciples.

"Brother, you're finally out of the game. Alas, brother, have you been condensed for nine layers?"

Su Zimo smiled and nodded.

"The first peak of this time is Feng Haoyu?" Su Zimo asked.

The crowd nodded.

Looking back at Feng Haoyu's performance yesterday, everyone looked a little dignified, looking at Su Zimo's eyes with a hint of worry.

In the hearts of everyone, even if Su Zimo stepped into the ninth layer of Ningqi, the gap between him and Feng Haoyu was too great.

The fat man whispered: "Yesterday's Lingfeng was more artistic, Feng Haoyu didn't even use the sect door technique, he won the first place, which shows that it is useless. Brother, you pay more attention today.

"Oh, so powerful?" Su Zimo laughed.

Xue Yi also said with a smile: "Brother Su, there is no pressure in this battle. Just let go and lose, you lose. Anyway, you are already double. Peak is the first."

"Yeah, even if Feng Haoyu wins you, it's okay. Our disciples Qifeng are not good at fighting and fighting, and they won't be shameful if they lose."

Su Zimo smiled and asked, "Where is the battle today?"

"Zhenfeng Lingdouchang!" Said the fat man.

"Are the peaks?" Su Zimo murmured, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.

He hasn't been back since leaving the front three months ago.

The fat man noticed that Su Zimo had a different look, and was worried, and quickly asked, "What's wrong, brother, what's wrong with the formation?"

"It's all right."

Su Zimo shook his head without explaining, and waved, "Let's go, I'll try this Lingfeng's first person."

...

Just a day later, on the front, many disciples gathered again.

In addition to the trial disciples in Wufeng, some inner disciples also came to see a lively, among them Law Enforcement Hall Chen Yu, who had complained with Su Zimo.

Wufeng's first seat.

The Zhenfeng Lingdou Arena is next to the Ten Zhen Tower, and it is also very close to the Ten Zhen Bei.

Feng Haoyu came here early, standing on the Lingdou field, carrying both hands, looking proud.

Not long after, Su Zimo and others came to the sword and descended in front of the Lingdouchang.

Su Zimo's appearance instantly attracted countless eyes.

"Oh, I said why I haven't seen him in the past two days. I have been practicing in retreat and actually entered the ninth floor of Ningqi."

There wasn't much surprise in the disciple's tone of voice, but rather with obvious mockery.

"What about the Nine Layers of Ningqi, but it's a shame."

"I bet, within three moves, Su Zimo will lose!"

"Forget it, if Brother Feng goes all out, Su Zimo won't be able to support it with one move."

There was a lot of talk and noise in the crowd.

Su Zimo won the top of Qi Feng and Dan Feng, but it did not prove his strength. In this battle, no one was optimistic about Su Zimo.

Many Lingfeng disciples are waiting to see Su Zimo's joke.

With countless gazing gazes, Su Zimo stepped onto the Lingdou Arena.

From the beginning to the end, Su Zimo's look was extremely calm, his eyes were clear, like the ancient well without waves.

"Hey, Su Zimo, if you kneel down and ask for forgiveness, Brother Feng is soft-hearted, maybe you'll forgive me once!"

In the crowd, Sun Tao, a disciple of Lingfeng's disciple who had been stunned by Su Zimo, screamed a laugh.

Su Zimo glanced slightly, but glanced at Sun Tao lightly, and said, "Why, you didn't think you were shameful enough last time?"

This incident has always been a shame for Sun Tao.

Now that Su Zimo is on the premise of everyone, Sun Tao's face is blue and red for a while, and he hates his teeth and chirps: "Su Zimo, the last thing I haven't asked you to calculate! You sneak attacked me first, It's even shameless to show off here! "

"show off?"

Su Zimo smiled and shook his head: "What do you have to show off to defeat you?"

Everyone can hear the randomness and contempt in Su Zimo's tone.

Sun Tao's eyes became red for a moment, and he could not help shouting, "Su Zimo, if you have the courage, you will fight against me fairly. I will let you see the means of my Sun Tao!"

At this moment, the little fat man chuckled and said, "If you want to fight, I will fight with you."

Sun Tao withered immediately.

This time Lingfeng compares art, the strength of the fat man is obvious to all, and Sun Tao is not his opponent yet.

"Okay, don't talk too much! Feng Haoyu, Su Zimo, you two will start."

At this moment, Wen Xuan drank softly, suppressing the voice in the crowd.

On the battlefield.

Feng Haoyu looked at Su Zimo with contempt in his eyes and sneered: "Su Zimo, Brother Sun is right, if you ask me now, I can consider forgiving you once. If you really get it, sword No eyes, don't blame me for being ruthless! "

Hearing this sentence, the old man frowned and couldn't help but yelled, "Study with the door. It's only the end of the order, you can't kill your life."

Feng Haoyu laughed: "The first adult is assured, I will teach Master Su well, what is the method of cultivating immortals!"

As soon as the voice fell, Feng Haoyu patted the storage bag in the palm of his hand, offering a sublime flying sword.

I don't see how Feng Haoyu manipulates it. This flying sword shuttles back and forth around him, flying in circles, revealing the extremely sophisticated sword technique.

At the same time, Su Zimo also found a flying sword from the storage bag.

Everyone took a look.

Is actually a bad sword!

"It must be Qi Feng's first reward."

"Well, Qi Feng first can go to the Spirit Pavilion to pick a lower-level artifact, which seems to be the Feijian."

"Master Su is not rational enough. If I were to, I would definitely pick a defensive weapon."

Feng Haoyu pointed at Su Zimo's flying sword and chuckled: "Do you think that with a sublime flying sword, you are eligible to fight with me?"

"you are wrong."

Su Zimo said lightly, "Not a handle."

As soon as the words fell, Su Zimo's palm suddenly added two more flying swords!

(End of this chapter)