Eternal Sacred King

Chapter 115

When the fat man left Suzi Modong Mansion, he was still full of doubts and expressions, and it was difficult for him to react from the scene just now.

In the realm of cultivation, there are some brilliant refining techniques, but never heard of which refining technique can be used to grab weapons with bare hands.

And unscathed!

I am afraid that even the demon clan known for its physical strength is afraid to do so easily?

The little fat man suddenly remembered the scene of worshipping the Zongmen.

Su Zimo was carrying him, and he could also deal with the spirit demon-level fairy cranes on the steep mountain walls. This can be done not only by the practice of refining the body.

The fat man frowned, and suddenly remembered that at the moment when the giant axe collided with Su Zimo's palm, in addition to the muffled sound, there were some weird sounds.

Like something sharp hit the weapon and made a crisp sound.

Due to the sudden incident, the little fat man didn't think too much. Now, in retrospect, it is a bit weird.

The little fat man subconsciously took out his huge axe, his eyes swept away, his pupils contracted instantly, and the hairs on his neck rose, his eyes were full of horror!

Just on the axe face of this giant axe, there were even five small potholes!

The fat man took a deep breath, suppressed the shock in his heart, stretched out his palm, and made a gesture on the axe.

Hold your palm on the axe, and the place where your fingers fall is exactly where the five potholes are!

Grunt!

The fat man swallowed his throat and swallowed.

The little fat man quickly put away the giant axe, adjusted it slightly, stabilized his mind, and then left the place.

...

In the cave house.

Su Zimo looked at his palm and sighed softly.

Just now, he just woke up and wanted to take the axe of the fat man empty-handed. However, he still couldn't hold back the blood power and forced his sharp nails.

This scene was seen by the fat man, there may not be anything, but if it falls into the eyes of the seniors of Zongmen, it will likely cause suspicion and even expose his own blood of the demon tribe!

"After all, this is a trouble." Su Zimo shook his head, and there was a look of worry in his eyebrows.

At this point, there is still one month left until the end of the year.

Su Zimo's cultivation has just broken through to the eighth layer of condensation.

Su Zimo removed the refiner from the storage bag.

In the rest of the month, how can Su Zimo practice the Sancai Sword Formation, and it is best to practice the Liuhe Sword Formation, so that he has a better grasp than Feng Haoyu.

The premise of practicing sword formation is to make a set of flying swords.

Inferior flying sword, Su Zimo already has a handle, he still needs to refine five handles.

Refining the lower grade flying sword is no longer a problem for Su Zimo.

On the gathering of spirits, Su Zimo has the spiritual help, and the success rate is 100%. However, at present, it is not possible to refine the Chinese spirits, for unknown reasons.

One day passed, Su Zimo finally made five lower-quality flying swords, and made up a set.

In this cave, Su Zimo remembered the content of the Sancai Sword Formation and began to cultivate.

If you want to arrange a sword array, you have extremely high requirements for the control of the flying sword.

Fortunately, with the help of a small fat man last month, Su Zimo has laid the foundation for the sword technique. Now what he needs to practice is how to control the multi-handed flying sword.

...

In the last month, the atmosphere in Wufeng was obviously tense.

Most of the disciples practice in retreats in their respective Dongfu, preparing to show their talents in Wufeng Competition.

The fluctuations caused by the mysterious invaders on the front have gradually subsided.

Last time, the identity of the mysterious intruders once became the most popular topic among Wufeng disciples, and people are inferring guesses almost every day.

As the year approached, the number of people discussing the matter became scarce.

On this day, there are continuous bells ringing in the misty palace.

Wufeng compare art, officially started!

Many trial disciples came out of Dongfu, shaking their spirits and galloping towards Qifeng.

Wufeng Biyi was held in five days.

Because Qi Feng and Dan Feng are the weakest, according to the arrangements of previous years, these two peaks are arranged on the first day and the second day.

But this year is different.

Feng Haoyu's appointment with Su Zimo is well known in Wufeng.

Coincidentally, both of them will participate in Qi Feng and Dan Feng's art competition at the same time. No matter it is the refining device or refining the alchemy, it will consume aura, physical strength and mind.

In order to ensure that the two can have the peak state to participate in the two peak comparison art, Wufeng first decided to separate the two peak comparison art this year.

On the first day, Qi Feng was more artistic.

The next day, Fu Feng was more artistic.

On the third day, Dan Feng was more artistic.

On the fourth day, the peaks were more artistic.

On the fifth day, Lingfeng was more artistic.

Lingfeng comparison art is the most noticeable among the five peaks.

The reason why Fengfeng Yuyi was arranged in the front was also to allow Feng Haoyu to rest after Danfeng Yuyi and prepare for Lingfeng Yuyi.

Qi Feng was held in the alchemy hall of Qi Feng.

On the first day, Wufeng disciples were almost gathered outside the Refiner Hall, and even many inner disciples came.

On Qifeng, there has never been such a lively time.

At a glance, the crowd was crowded.

The reason for this is only because the first day of Qi Feng Yu Yi, is also the first match between Feng Haoyu and Su Zimo!

Eye-catching!

Everyone wants to know whether Feng Haoyu, the leader of Fengfeng who possesses the wind and root, is better than the top of the refining machine, or Su Zimo, who cultivated the third-level spiritual fire, laughed to the end.

Prior to this, disciples of Wufeng had long bet in private to see who could win.

In the Alchemy Hall, the first seat of Wufeng is sitting in front.

There are more than a hundred participating disciples standing below.

The disciples who watched the war could only stand outside the hall, not inside, so as not to disturb the Zongmen disciple's refining process.

"Get off, get off!"

There was a scolding from outside the crowd, and it seemed that someone had arrived.

The crowd separated towards the sides, revealing a passage.

A practicing man in a purple robe carrying his hands on his back, pacing, looking arrogant, and walking into the Temple of the Refiner, it was Feng Haoyu who came to participate in the comparative art!

"Great, it's done!"

"Well, more than that, let me tell you, Brother Feng had already condensed his gas a month and a half ago, and now he is only one step away from entering the foundation!"

"I don't know what state of Su Zimo's practice now. If it's too far away, the last two people's discussions really have nothing to expect."

Just then, another shout rang out in the crowd: "Su Zimo is here!"

Everyone looked sideways.

Not far away, Su Zimo's Royal Sword came, still hitting the blue shirt, looking calm, and seemed to have no pressure.

"what!"

One disciple couldn't help but sneered and said, "I'm not mistaken, just eight layers of gas?"

"Oh, I really made you right. There is a difference of two levels. In the last battle, you don't need to fight to know the result."

"If I had Su Zimo, I would have given up early, and when the province got it, I would be beaten too badly in the eyes and shameful."

Thanks for the waves, rain wing, who's youth is not confused for the reward ~

(End of this chapter)