Eternal Sacred King

Chapter 89

Throughout the process, Su Zimo didn't say a word, calmly scary.

The little fat man was standing next to him, and he could naturally feel the harsh breath emanating from Su Zimo's body, which was extremely scary!

"Brother, if you want to fight, don't do it below. Zongmen rules, if the monks negotiate, you can only go to the spiritual arena."

Although Su Zimo only has six layers of condensed gas, for some reason, the fat man always thought that Su Zimo was very powerful.

Powerful and terrible!

Su Zimo stepped forward and looked at Xue Yi's wound.

This sword will pierce the shoulder blades, and it is difficult to recover without a month.

Xue Yi's face was pale. He smiled after seeing Su Zimo and said, "Brother Su, you are here too."

"Ok."

Su Zimo nodded, Shen said, "Brother, you take good care of the wound, I will help you out."

"do not!"

Xue Yi's look changed, he quickly grabbed Su Zimo's arm, shook his head and said, "Brother Su, don't do anything! They are going to inspire you to go to the arena, and you will be seriously injured and unable to participate. Qi Feng is more artistic at the end of the year. "

"Yes, Master Su, don't care about us. As long as Qi Feng is better than Feng Haoyu in art at the end of the year, even if he is angry for us." Disciple Qi Feng next to him quickly advised.

Su Zimo shook his head.

Seeing this scene, Xue Yi was even more anxious, and said, "Brother Su, you have n’t been in Zongmen for more than three months. You have n’t come to Lingfeng to hear how monks fight and fight. What do you compare to others? The sixth layer of Qi, the ninth layer of Ningqi, is defeated. Don't be stupid! "

Although Xue Yi's words are not good, the concern is overflowing with words.

"Ah……"

Sun Tao, who had just stepped down from the Lingdouchang, passed by Su Zimo and others. He heard a sudden chuckle and raised an eyebrow. "If Brother Su wants to compare, my spirit peak disciple also has six levels of condensate. No matter how bad it is, find a five-layer condensate to compare with you. "

"Haha!"

There was a laugh in the crowd.

"Master Su, I am the fifth floor of Ningqi, and I am willing to go to battle with you at the Lingdou Arena. How dare you fight?" A disciple of Lingfeng stood out.

Another disciple of Lingfeng exclaimed: "Master Su, you and I worshipped together in the ancestral gate. Now that I am only in the fourth layer of Ningqi, I dare to compete with you!"

Feng Haoyu looked at Su Zimo and said leisurely: "If you want to find Qiqi who is the third layer of Ningqi as an opponent, Lingfeng is really gone."

Hahaha!

The crowd laughed more.

"It's too bullying!" Qi Feng's disciples looked so angry.

The fat man sighed aside.

After all, he is also a man in Lingfeng. Although his heart is on Su Zimo's side, it is hard to say anything at this time.

Xue Yi covered her wound and Shen said, "Brother Su, let's go back and don't be fooled."

"It happened because of me, and it should be ended by me."

As soon as the words fell, Su Zimo's gaze fell on Feng Haoyu's body, and he slowly said, "Feng Haoyu, for the first name of Sanfeng, you made so many things secretly and secretly. Originally, I thought you It's a character, now ... "

Su Zimo didn't continue to talk, just shook his head.

Feng Haoyu's eyes flashed a cold light, and he asked coldly, "Su Zimo, what do you mean?"

"Don't you always fight me?"

Su Zimo said: "If you wish, go to the Lingdou Arena!"

The sound of the crowd was fading.

Everyone looked at Su Zimo with a look of confusion and couldn't believe what they had heard.

Su Zimo challenges Feng Haoyu?

One is the six-layer condensate, and the other is the eight-layer condensate.

One is Qi Feng's disciple, not good at fighting, the other is Lingfeng's first genius!

The gap between the two sides is like cloud mud!

The fat man was choking.

Although he thought Su Zimo was strong, he was not strong enough to challenge Feng Haoyu.

Today, Su Zimo declared war directly to Feng Haoyu, instantly messing up the fat man.

"Brother Su, don't, don't do this!" Xue Yi thought Su Zimo was too young, and he didn't care about anything when he was impulsive.

"Hahahahaha!"

After a brief silence, there was a louder laughter in the crowd.

Some disciples of Lingfeng covered their stomachs and laughed, "No, this Su Zimo is so funny, he wants to challenge Master Feng."

"It's called a mantis arm as a cart, you can't help it!"

"Yeah, God knows how to say it out. This man has a thick skin."

Feng Haoyu smiled silently, just watching Su Zimo quietly.

The situation in front of him does not need him to speak at all. Su Zimo has been reduced to a laughingstock, which is a complete defeat.

Sun Tao sneered beside him: "Do you want to challenge Master Feng, are you qualified?"

Su Zimo glanced at him and said lightly: "Don't worry, Feng Haoyu is finished, the next one is you."

"Roar!"

The Linghu suddenly dropped down, roared, and was deafening, and the noisy ridicule around the Lingdouchang calmed down.

Many disciples around Zongmen were startled, subconsciously receded, the crowd was crowded and shoved, and there was a turbulence.

The lingering tiger looked around and was so angry that the rolling tiger's eyes were full of brutal cruelty, fangs cracked, and some female disciples were frightened and screaming.

The spirit tiger was so proud of it that it swept away the previous decadence.

The spirit tiger made by Su Zimo obediently does not prove that it is weak.

On the contrary, the Linghu is very strong, comparable to high-level practitioners. If it is a matter of life and death, it is unknown who wins.

Most of the disciples of Lingfeng often went out, experienced many battles, and fought with spirit beasts. At this time, they were relatively calm, glanced at the token hanging on the neck of the Linghu, and realized that this was Su Zimo's spirit beast.

Sun Tao squinted his eyes, calculated his mind, and easily walked away from the sight of Linghu. He secretly felt a flying sword, and his eyes flashed fiercely.

call out!

Feijian let go and went straight to the head of Linghu!

Sun Tao's shot this time was very covert and there was no warning.

In addition, there are more than 2,000 people around here. The atmosphere is chaotic and the sound is noisy. The Linghu just realized that Feijian has stabbed near!

This sword is too vicious, it is all about slaying and killing the tiger with no intention of keeping it.

When life was on the verge, the Linghu leapt forward, leaned his head sideways, and flashed to the side desperately.

Huh!

A light flashed.

Feijian made a long and narrow **** wound on the side of Linghu. The flesh flew out and the blood flow continued.

"Oh!"

The spirit tiger fell to the ground, wailing, his body trembling, his eyes were full of pain.

"Ok?

Su Zimo's look changed, and Huo Ran turned around, seeing the scene where Linghu was injured and fell to the ground.

The target of Sun Tao's sword was not Su Zimo, so his spiritual consciousness was not aware of the danger, and when he heard the flying sword, it was too late.

Furthermore, Su Zimo had turned his back on Sun Tao, and paid attention to Feng Haoyu.

He didn't expect that under the Lingdouchang, some people dare to disregard the rules of Zongmen!

Seeing Su Zimo's eyes, the little fat man gave his heart a little whispered, and said secretly: "It's over, something bad!"

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