Eternal Sacred King

Chapter 328: The Last Battle

The melee killings in the five major regions have gradually come to an end.

There are more than a thousand monks in each region, and now there are less than a hundred people, and the remaining monks are the most powerful and strongest group in each region.

At the edge of the Golden Zone, a gorgeous and huge light curtain is erected. There are no people nearby, and even the spirit demon will not come here to stay.

suddenly!

A figure slowly came out through the light curtain, and the blue shirt was almost wet with sweat, and it was difficult to hide fatigue between the eyebrows.

After passing the battle, Monk Tsing Yi still closed his eyes and felt the long-lost tranquility and peace. He exhaled a long breath and realized the feeling of the rest of his life after the disaster.

After a long time, Monk Tsinghua opened his eyes, his eyes were deep, he looked into the distance, and murmured, "I am here!"

...

In the Five Elements Umbrella, it is impossible to stay in hiding until the end.

In each area of ​​the Five Elements Umbrella, there are countless birds and beasts. The outsiders staying in a certain place for a little longer will inevitably lead to the hunting of the spirit demon, so that fighting will break out and the trail will be exposed naturally.

Even if luck was able to escape the original scuffle, when the last fifty people remained in an area, no matter where they were, they would be teleported to the center of the area for the final assassination.

This is the final battle, all depends on strength.

The heart of the Golden Zone.

Fifty rays of light flashed, and one figure appeared out of nowhere, most of them were bloodied, and some were slightly injured.

Only a few people were neatly clothed and restless.

Among them, a corpse was also teleported to this place, lying motionless on the ground, with a fat body and blurred blood on his face. He could no longer see his appearance, and a bloodstain on his neck was startling.

In fact, if it was really a dead body, it would not have been teleported.

But now, fifty monks were suddenly gathered in one place, and all of them became extremely nervous. As they approached the enemy, they pulled back and opened their distances. No one paid attention to the dead bodies on the ground.

Zhen Huomen He Jiang held a small tripod in his left hand, holding a flying sword on the tip of his right finger, looking around, his eyes fell on a person's body, and he suddenly condensed, killing him!

Feng Haoyu carried his hands, looked arrogant, looked at it casually, but suddenly narrowed his eyes and laughed.

The attention of the other monks was originally placed on the bodies of the two veins, Feng Haoyu and He Jiang.

Now, when everyone saw that they looked different, they couldn't help looking at them.

I saw that not far away, a blue-shirt monk stood there, looking calm, clear-eyed, like a scholar with a weak hand who was not bound by chickens.

"Su Zimo!"

"Mr. Mo!"

An exclamation came from the crowd.

The flesh and blood on the ground of the dead body suddenly moved.

"Su Zimo, I didn't expect you to persist until now. It really made me look." Feng Haoyu laughed and patted her palm.

With the appearance of Su Zimo, the situation on the court suddenly changed subtly.

Many monks began to call Su Zimo's attention.

The perfect magic weapon is too attractive to everyone!

If you can grab Su Zimo's storage bag and crush the escape Yufu directly to leave the place, even if you lose the qualification to compete for the spirit list, it is not bad!

"Su Zimo, you kill my brother, I want your blood debt and blood to pay!" He Jiang's voice was cold and bitter, with endless resentment.

The monks in the surroundings sacrificed flying swords, staring at Su Zimo, with greed in his eyes.

Feng Haoyu looked at the situation with a lot of time, shaking her shoulders gently, and said easily: "It seems that I don't need to take any action, Su Zimo, you are now a target of public criticism, no one will help you at all."

As soon as Feng Haoyu's words fell, the dead body on the ground suddenly jumped up.

The plump body was so agile that he rolled around on the ground, rushed to the front of a monk, stretched out his fat palm, and crushed the escape jade hanging on the monk's waist directly.

The man was bewildered, and before the reaction came, a five-element umbrella was transmitted by a light.

"Dead Corpse" stretched out his sleeve robe, wiped away the flesh and blood on his face, wiped off the disguised bloodstains on his neck, and exposed a fleshy round face, but it was the fat man of Feng Feng.

The fat man pointed at Feng Haoyu and yelled, "What **** do you traitor put on, I'm not a fat man!"

The fat man ran to Su Zimo at a stretch and whispered: "Brother, don't panic, I will help you! No matter how bad it is, we will crush the jade charm and leave!"

In fact, if it wasn't for Su Zimo's lone war, the fat man's method of pretending to be dead and touching fish in muddy water would not be a problem in the end.

This method is not the only fat man can think of.

But only he had the thickest skin.

More than 100,000 monks, as well as Jin Dan from each door, looked at it. Which monk was embarrassed to make himself like this, pretending to be dead?

Su Zimo patted the fat man's shoulder, motioned him to rest assured, then turned his head, and said coldly: "Feng Haoyu, don't talk nonsense, come on!"

As soon as the words fell, Su Zimo walked towards Feng Haoyu, not fast or slow.

"disease!"

In front of a monk's eyes brightened, suddenly shot, one hand Yushi Feijian, piercing straight towards Su Zimo's brows, the other hand pinched Lingjue.

Su Zimo displayed his foal's body movements, and suddenly accelerated, leaving a series of afterimages in the air, and avoiding the stabbing flying sword, he came to this person instantly.

The man only felt that his eyes were flashing, and a big fist came down and hit him on the head.

The next moment, there was a sharp pain in his head and he completely lost consciousness.

Everyone was shocked.

The two sides were just a round, and the four-veined foundations didn't even condense the spirits, so they were killed on the spot.

I heard that Su Zimo's melee power is strong, but I did not expect it to be so powerful!

The crowd broke out, and they distanced themselves from Su Zimer.

Su Zimo's eyes were like a torch, and he always fell on Feng Haoyu's body. The killing power became stronger and stronger, and he was exuding a cold breath, as if the beast came out of the blood of the dead!

call!

Feng Haoyu suddenly discovered a pair of twinkling wings, and the whole person flew away, looking at Su Zimo with a smile, with a mockery in his eyes.

On the other side, the real fire gate He Jiang slammed lightly, the five-pulse spiritual power erupted, the flying sword in the palm trembled, and the sword body was flashing three auras, which was actually a top-quality flying sword.

"go with!"

He Jiang hid in the distance and pointed forward.

As if a thin layer of flame was attached to the sword, the air flared through the void, and a burst of air burst out.

Huh! Huh! Huh!

At least dozens of Feijians shot away. The sword was discouraged and aggressive. The only goal was Su Zimo!

The little fat man froze in place, seeing such a scene, but felt that his scalp was exploded and his body was cold.

"Brother, quickly crush the jade charm!" The fat man roared.

Such a fierce and intensive offensive, only by crushing the escape jade charm, can it survive!

(End of this chapter)