Chapter 2132 You Are Also Worthy of Fighting with Me!

Panlong Mountains.

Although the battle between Su Zimo and Punishment Guard has ended for more than two hours, the enthusiasm of many monks to discuss has not diminished in the slightest.

Unsurprisingly, the changes in the election of Xianzong will definitely spread on the continent of Shenxiao.

"Look, what's going on over there?"

"I met the gale-force people again!"

"These people are really courting death, and they actually took the initiative to surround them."

When Su Zimo descended into the valley, he was surrounded by the gale-force crowd. No one of the monks at that time was optimistic that he would come out alive.

But now, more than 20 days have passed, and the scene in front of me seems to be just yesterday, but everyone's views are very different.

Many cultivators looked at Gale Feng and others with pity.

The Gale group of people have come to this day, and it is no surprise that in addition to Gale, there is one person who can enter the last 100.

But now, these people are eyeing Su Zimo, and the consequences can be imagined.

in the valley.

Dozens of cultivators rushed up and surrounded Su Zimo, their eyes burning hot, eager to swallow Su Zimo alive.

"Friend Daoist looks a little faceless."

A cultivator with a big brain and a fat intestine asked with a bad intention and smiled.

"yes?"

Su Zimo looked around and said with a half-smiling smile, "I see you all, but they look familiar, they should have seen it before."

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Dozens of monks around burst into laughter.

A monk said proudly: "See, we brothers joined forces together, we are quite famous in this valley, and this person also recognizes us."

At first, the fat-faced cultivator raised his head slightly and asked, "How many Coiling Dragon Orders have you received this year, fellow Daoist?"

"More than 1,200 yuan."

Su Zimo didn't hide it and said calmly.

The eyes of the monks around him lit up!

More than 1,200 pieces of Coiling Dragon Order, if some of them can get it, there is even a chance to break through to 1,800 pieces!

Even Gale Feng, who closed his eyes and rested himself not far away, was a little surprised, with a gap in his eyes, and glanced here.

"I'm a prophecy, this is really a fat sheep, hahaha!"

The fat-faced cultivator laughed from ear to ear, complacent.

"Hehehehe..."

Su Zimo also laughed.

"You idiot, you are still giggling!"

The fat-faced cultivator suddenly had a grim expression on his face, stepped forward, raised his hand and hit Su Zimo's face, his fat and thick palms blew a vicious wind!

The fat-faced monk didn't hold back at all.

He wants to kill Su Zimo directly here, and doesn't even give Su Zimo a chance to sacrifice the Panlong Order!

The smile on Su Zimo's face did not diminish, and he also shot at the fat-faced cultivator's face.

This palm is faster and fiercer!

Not to mention the cultivators around, even the fat-faced cultivator directly opposite was unable to react.

His palm was only halfway slapped, and Su Zimo's slap was already slapped on his fat face!

Snapped!

The fat-faced cultivator's face was obviously deformed by bone fractures, and half of his face was sunk in, and his flesh was flying!

This slap directly shattered the primordial spirit of the fat-faced monk.

The fat corpse crashed into the crowd. The terrifying power caused the bones of the other two monks to be smashed into pieces!

This person is ruthless, and Su Zimo will never be soft-hearted.

After beheading this person, Su Zimo took advantage of the stunned expressions of the surrounding cultivators, took another shot, threw himself into the crowd, and started killing!

In the melee combat, even the Punishment Guard wearing the black and gold feather armor was no match for Su Zimo.

These monks are even worse.

Although the combat power of this group of monks is not weak, they can only be regarded as a group of rabble compared to the slaughtering, strict discipline and tacit cooperation with the Punishment Guards.

Su Zimo rampaged, crushed all the way, and those who fought against him would be killed or injured!

There was chaos on the battlefield, screams continued, and blood mist filled the air.

On the faces of these dozens of cultivators, the initial complacency disappeared, replaced by endless horror.

What kind of existence did they provoke?

hum! hum!

Some seriously injured cultivators did not dare to stay on the battlefield, so they sacrificed the Dragon Token and teleported away.

"How brave!"

Seeing that the team suffered heavy losses, Gale couldn't help but rise into the air and was furious.

He swarmed up with the remaining dozens of cultivators, and burst out one after another of supernatural powers and secrets, immortal magic weapons, intertwined into a large net, and shrouded Su Zimo down.

Su Zimo's eyes flashed with brilliance, and he continuously changed the magic formula in his hands. A bright starry sky suddenly appeared above his head.

Most of this starry sky is bleak.

But there are also hundreds of millions of bright stars, and hundreds of millions of stars are falling down, pouring into Su Zimo's body!

Every acupoint of Su Zimo burst out with starlight, and the whole person's breath skyrocketed!

The Xuanling Big Dipper is coming!

boom! boom! boom!

Su Zimo hangs the Mysterious Spirit Big Dipper on his head, his combat power has skyrocketed, but with his bare hands, he can use his physical body to fight against the many magical powers that have descended, without falling behind!

But once Su Zimo approached, these monks couldn't resist at all.

Gale released two or three magical powers in a row, but they failed to hurt Su Zimo in the slightest, and the distance between the two was getting closer and closer.

In Gale's eyes, there was a trace of fear, and he wanted to retreat.

In his storage bag, the number of Coiling Dragon Orders is enough, and there is no need to fight to the death with this ruthless man who appeared out of nowhere.

As for the monks gathered around him, he didn't take it to heart at all.

The general election of Xianzong is about to end, there is no need to implicate yourself for this group of monks!

After thinking about this, Lie Feng had already made a decision in his heart, and he raised his voice: "Daoist friend is very good, I admire it. However, right now I don't want to have a life-or-death battle with Daoist friend. I will leave it today. If there is a chance, you and me will There will be a battle in the future!"

Su Zimo smiled lightly and said, "Haven't you been looking for my whereabouts these past few days, why did you want to leave when you bumped into it today?"

"You, you are..."

When Li Feng heard this sentence, his expression changed.

The only person he was looking for these days was the sick young man.

Could it be that this person is the sick seedling?

Su Zimo's eyes were bright, and suddenly he burst out with ethereal wings, wind and thunder wings, vertical golden light, and heavenly feet, and other supernatural powers and secrets, and the speed skyrocketed.

But I saw a phantom, passing through the gaps of many swords and swords, and rushed towards the strong wind.

"It's really you!"

Li Feng was shocked and exclaimed.

Such a movement technique, such a burst of speed, he is all too familiar with it.

"You are also worthy of a fight with me!"

In a blink of an eye, Su Zimo came to Lie Feng, shouted loudly, slapped the backhand, and grabbed towards Lie Feng.

In his palm, a storm of sword energy was condensed.

The moment it came down, it suddenly exploded!

Countless white sword qi splashed around and stabbed into the crowd, causing a wailing.

Every sword qi is a heaven-killing sword qi!

This kind of killing power swept across the battlefield, no one could match!

The strong wind that is close at hand is the first to bear the brunt!