Chapter 1150 Who Are You?

In midair, Yuwen Wushuang confronted Daoist Fengyan, and the atmosphere was solemn.

Now, three people and one beast suddenly burst into the middle of the battlefield, which immediately attracted countless eyes.

Even Yuwen Wushuang and Fengyan Daoist looked sideways.

The three people and one beast walked slowly, and the leader was dressed in green shirts with delicate features.

Behind him, followed by a man in black with a stern look, and a blond girl.

At the end, a golden lion limped in.

There is nothing surprising about the three people and one beast. The only special thing is that the eyes of the three people and one beast are full of coldness and murderous aura!

Who are these three?

Stand up at this time, what do you want to do?

At this time, among the crowd, some cultivators had already recognized Su Zimo's appearance, and their expressions changed greatly.

The red-gold lion that Yuwen Wushuang sat down on was obviously shocked. Looking at the golden lion, his eyes were full of tenderness and worry.

The golden lion suddenly shouted: "Coco, I'm here to save you!"

"It's useless."

The red-gold lion shook his head, looked sad, and said, "Lion, go back."

"Where did the monster come from, dare to be arrogant at the Northern Territory Taoist Conference!"

A cultivator from the Yuwen family stood up a long time ago, shouted loudly, and prepared to take action to kill the golden lion on the spot.

"I'll handle this matter."

Yuwen Wushuang raised his hand slightly, turned his eyes, landed on the golden lion, and said with a smile, "So it's you, hehe."

"You are so brave, have you forgotten what I once said to you?"

Yuwen Wushuang's tone was calm, but in his smile, there was a hint of ugliness!

"I said, if you dare to come to me next time, I will smash all the bones of your whole body into pieces!"

Yuwen Wushuang grinned, and there was a murderous intent in his tone!

His attention was all on the golden lion, and he hardly saw the three of Su Zimo.

In other words, even if he saw it, he didn't care.

"Crazy! He's crazy!"

Uncle Zheng shook his head and said, "The four Daoists returning to the virtual world actually want to challenge Daoist Wushuang?"

This time, Youlan didn't speak.

Her eyes were fixed on Su Zimo's face, as if she wanted to see something on his face.

"Yuwen Wushuang."

At this moment, Su Zimo spoke slowly.

When the name was mentioned, it caused a stir.

Yuwen Wushuang is now the number one Taoist in the Northern Territory, with a fierce reputation. Anyone in the same rank who sees him must respectfully call out Taoist Wushuang.

Who dares to call him by his first name!

Until now, Yuwen Wushuang's eyes turned to Su Zimo and the others, and he sighed softly: "It has been many years, and no one has been so rude in front of me."

"Little lion, the helper you found is really rude."

The monks present could hear the murderous intent in Yuwen Wushuang's tone!

Many cultivators looked at Su Zimo and others as if they were looking at a few dead people.

Of course, there were also some cultivators with solemn expressions and doubts. They looked at Su Zimo in disbelief, as if thinking of something, and their bodies trembled slightly.

"Oh?"

Su Zimo said lightly, "That's a coincidence. Over the years, not many people dare to be so rude in front of me."

This is the truth.

In the preaching place, the monks who dared to attack him have all become icy corpses!

"Yuwen Wushuang, I am here this time, and I have two accounts to settle with you."

Su Zimo pointed at the red-gold lion in the air and said, "First, you shouldn't grab that lion and use it as your mount."

"Second, you shouldn't break his leg."

Su Zimo pointed at the golden lion again.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Yuwen Wushuang laughed loudly, as if hearing the funniest thing in the world: "So, you came to me to settle the account?"

The arrogance of other great clansmen also shook their heads when they heard this, feeling absurd.

A cultivator of the Yuwen family stood up and said coldly, "You are also worthy of challenging Taoist Wushuang, pick me up!"

This Void Returning Daoist couldn't bear it for a long time, he jumped down from the stone pillar, took out a long knife from the storage bag, carried the power of heaven and earth, and cut it down according to Su Zimo's head!

On the body of the knife, five magic patterns burst out.

The perfect Taoist magic weapon!

Before the blade came, it burst out with a powerful edge, as if it could annihilate everything in front of him!

Youlan's expression changed slightly.

It's just that any cultivator of the Yuwen family has such combat power, which shows the strength of the four major sects.

Other Tianjiao also nodded secretly.

This knife, combined with mana and qi and blood, has exerted its power to the extreme with the momentum that descended from the sky, which should not be underestimated!

Yuwen Wushuang watched this scene with all his time, without any intention of making a move.

Su Zimo stood there, motionless.

Even if he was shrouded in such a sword, his expression did not change in the slightest, his eyes were deep, like an ancient well, without any fluctuations.

"It's over, this person has been frightened."

"Arrogant and arrogant, there is always a price to pay."

Someone sneered again and again.

suddenly!

Su Zimo opened his mouth and spit out a word!

"roll!"

Sound like thunder!

The discussion in the crowd had just started, and it was suddenly suppressed by this loud shout, and the silence was restored!

The monks who were a little closer were all taken aback without any precautions.

Many monks only felt a buzzing sound in their ears, and they were temporarily deaf and could no longer hear any sound.

Qun Xiu was stunned and stared at the battlefield.

It is hard for everyone to imagine that this roar actually erupted from the mouth of a monk!

The Yuwen family, a Taoist who returned to the void, was still in mid-air, and was suddenly hit by such a range of sound, such as being struck by lightning, his whole body was shocked, and his eyes became dull.

In his mind, there was a blank space, and the whole person lost consciousness, like a meteorite, falling from the air.

The blade in his hand collapsed directly.

The light on the blade also dissipated.

boom!

The Void Returning Daoist fell heavily on the stone platform and remained motionless. He had already passed out and was unconscious.

With this roar, Su Zimo used the power of Thunder Sound Killing.

Although Qinglian's real body is nourished by the ancient divine spring, the bloodline is still not strong.

If it is replaced by the real body of the dragon race, just with this loud roar, this Void Return Daoist will not faint, but will be directly smashed by the primordial spirit, and the corpse will be corpse on the spot!

Even so, this hand is shocking enough!

The crowd, which was a little restless at first, fell silent in an instant.

With a loud roar, the Daoist Return to the Void can be stunned, who dares to despise?

"Who are you?"

Yuwen Wushuang narrowed his eyes and asked slowly.

"Desolate Martial Path, Buwu Common People!"

At this moment, a cultivator slowly got up, stared at Su Zimo, and said slowly: "Desolate Martial Daoist, you have finally come out of the mountain!"

hiss!

Wild Martial Daoist!

These four words seem to have a kind of magic power, making the entire Qiantiancheng become silent!

Youlan opened her mouth wide, only to feel a bang in her mind, her expression blank.

how come?

Su Zimo...he is Huangwu?

Zheng Bo was also stunned, and for a while, he couldn't turn his head.

"It's him!"

Prince Daxia was mad, with a terrified look on his face, and shouted loudly, "I knew that he must have killed the national teacher!"