Chapter 88

In the blink of an eye, Su Zimo has been in the sect for more than two months.

A year has passed, and half of it has passed.

On this day, Su Zimo was thinking about the method of gathering spirits in the cave mansion. Linghu's ears moved, and he vaguely heard the sound of someone flying with a sword, galloping in this direction.

Before long, there was a rapid knock on the door.

"Brother, open the door, are you there?" came the little fat man's voice.

Su Zimo just got a little inspiration when he was interrupted, sighed in his heart, floated down from the stone bed, opened the cave and walked out, Linghu followed behind.

This spirit tiger is taller than the little fat man, with a sullen look on his face, the little fat man suddenly saw it, was startled, and almost took out the flying sword and fled here.

Seeing the spirit beast token hanging on Linghu's neck, the little fat man breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "It's still big brother who is amazing, and he even brought spirit beasts."

"What's wrong, you're so anxious?" Su Zimo came here with all his strength when he saw that there were fine beads of sweat oozing from the tip of Fatty's nose, and it seemed that something had happened outside.

The little fat man patted his forehead and said quickly: "Big brother, it's not good, your Qifeng disciples and Lingfeng disciples got into a fight, and it's on the Lingfeng Arena!"

"Um?"

Su Zimo frowned slightly and asked, "Tell me slowly, what's going on?"

"That's it."

The little fat man sorted out his thoughts and told the ins and outs of the matter.

Su Zimo's eyes gradually turned cold.

It turned out that the source of the conflict between the disciples of the two peaks was still on him.

During this period of time, Su Zimo lived a secluded life and seldom showed up. Because he did not attend the Qifeng assessment at the end of the month, and even faced Feng Haoyu's challenge, he didn't even say a word, but Feng Haoyu thought he was being ignored. .

This is simply a disgrace!

Lingfeng disciples naturally sneered and sneered, saying that Su Zimo of Qifeng was a tortoise with a shriveled head and did not dare to fight.

Qifeng's disciples were naturally uncomfortable when they heard it, and the two sides kept arguing during this period of time.

Until today, the conflict broke out completely, and the disciples of the two peaks fought together.

In all fairness, except for Su Zimo, the disciples of the selected Qifeng did not have a spiritual root, and they were not good at fighting among monks.

Most of Qifeng's disciples focused on improving their cultivation realm and refining weapons.

Qi practitioners of the same realm, Qifeng disciples are far from the opponents of Lingfeng disciples, and even if their cultivation realm is one level higher, they may be defeated.

In this battle, Qi Feng will not win at all!

Su Zimo said nothing, took out his flying sword, and said solemnly, "Go, go to Lingfeng!"

Linghu also jumped up. As a spirit beast, he naturally had to follow Su Zimo.

During this period of time, Su Zimo's cultivation base has been raised to the sixth level of Qi Condensation. Under the full speed, the speed of Yu Jian's flight is almost the same as that of the little fat man at the seventh level of Qi Condensation!

You know, the little fat man is also the root of heaven.

And the two have the same speed, which means that the quality of Su Zimo's aura is higher than that of Fatty!

"It doesn't make sense."

The little fat man was amazed.

"Big brother, don't be impulsive for a while." Seeing that he was about to arrive at Lingfeng, the little fat man saw Su Zimo's cold expression, for fear that he would do something out of the ordinary, so he quickly persuaded him.

Su Zimo was noncommittal.

In Misty Peak, monks are not allowed to fight and fight at will.

On the five peaks, there are spiritual battlefields, which are located in the west of each peak.

The West belongs to the metal, the main killing!

Even in the spiritual arena, the monks can't fight for life and death.

Of course, in the fight, especially between monks with similar strength, it is often only for a moment, and it is difficult to stop.

Soon, Su Zimo and Little Fatty came to the sky above Lingfeng. There were a lot of people standing in an area in the west, and many disciples were watching.

Su Zimo and the two landed outside the Spirit Arena.

"Get out of the way!"

Many Lingfeng disciples were about to turn around to scold, but when they saw the Linghu following Su Zimo, they were instantly startled, and they choked back their words.

Linghu was as obedient as a kitten in front of Su Zimo, and when he came outside, he immediately appeared majestic and let out a low growl from time to time, revealing his fierceness!

Before long, the two and one beast came to the front of the crowd.

Around the Spirit Arena, there were at least two thousand trial disciples watching, not only Lingfeng and Qifeng, but also the disciples of the other three peaks.

The movement of this battle is not small, it can be said that the five peaks are shaking!

Most of the people who can stand at the front of the crowd are the leaders of Lingfeng, or the geniuses of each peak. Among them, Lengrou, who has ice spirit root, is also watching the battle, and his expression is as cold as ever.

On the Lingdou Arena, a Qi practitioner on the eighth floor of Lingfeng was fighting with Xue Yi of Qifeng.

Xue Yi was at the ninth level of Qi Condensation, and he was even higher than this person in the realm of cultivation, but now he was completely suppressed and at a disadvantage. It was only a matter of time before he lost.

The means used by Qi practitioners to fight are relatively scarce, nothing more than spiritual tools, talismans and other foreign objects.

Although they were all controlling a flying sword, in the hands of the eighth-level Qi practitioners in Lingfeng, the flying sword seemed extremely flexible and elegant, pervasive, and was always suppressing Xue Yi.

When Xue Yi manipulated the flying sword, it seemed a lot clumsier.

"This person's name is Sun Tao, Tian Linggen, who is nothing in Lingfeng, just listen to Feng Haoyu's words. Hmph, big brother, don't look at me as the seventh floor of Qi Condensation, but against this person, whoever wins Negative or unknown." Little Fatty whispered aside.

Su Zimo nodded, turned his eyes, and looked at Feng Haoyu, who was wearing a purple robe and looked arrogant not far away.

At this moment, Feng Haoyu also turned his head and saw Su Zimo.

There was a hint of playfulness in Feng Haoyu's eyes.

"Haha, are you finally willing to show up?"

Feng Haoyu sneered in his heart and suddenly raised his voice: "Sun Tao, don't delay, win quickly, Qifeng's 'genius' is here to watch the battle."

Feng Haoyu bit the word "genius" very hard, and suddenly, countless eyes fell on Su Zimo.

Lengrou looked sideways slightly, glanced at Su Zimo lightly, and turned her head again.

In the midst of the intense fight, Sun Tao was able to distract himself and glanced off the field.

After seeing Su Zimo, Sun Tao laughed loudly, clenched his hands together, the flying sword was filled with aura, and his power exploded, instantly flying Xue Yi's flying sword, and stabbed Xue Yi's chest with a sword!

A trace of panic flashed in Xue Yi's eyes, and he wanted to dodge, but looking at the flying sword, his body was a little stiff.

Su Zimo narrowed his eyes.

Seeing that Feijian was about to stab Xue Yi in the chest, Sun Tao chuckled again, turned the tip of the sword, and raised it slightly.

puff!

Feijian passed through Xue Yi's shoulder blade, bringing out a bunch of blood flowers.

Xue Yi snorted, and was staggered by this force, and fell off the battlefield.

Several Qifeng disciples hurriedly helped Xue Yi back and sprinkled gold sore medicine on the wound, which gradually stopped the bleeding.

Qifeng's disciple glared angrily, looked at Sun Tao who came down from the arena, and yelled loudly, "It's clear that you've already won, why are you still hurting people!"

"Hmph, the skills are not as good as others, who is to blame."

Sun Tao sneered and said, "You guys can also bicker with Qifeng, what about the ninth level of Qi Condensation, your cultivation realm is one level higher than mine, and in my Sun Tao's eyes, it's nothing more than that!"

Thank you Erming, for those who have difficulty getting up, the reward is in September~