Chapter 328 The Last Battle

The melee fighting in the five major regions is gradually coming to an end.

There are more than 1,000 monks in each region, and now there are less than a hundred people, and the remaining monks are the most powerful and powerful group in each region.

On the edge of the golden area, there was a huge and gorgeous light curtain, one after another.

Sudden!

A figure walked out slowly through the light curtain, wearing a blue shirt almost wet with sweat, and it was hard to hide the exhaustion between his brows.

After passing through the killing formation, the blue-shirt cultivator still closed his eyes, feeling the long-lost peace and tranquility, and exhaled a long breath, feeling the feeling of the rest of his life after the catastrophe.

After a long time, the monk in the blue shirt opened his eyes, his eyes were deep, he looked into the distance, and whispered, "I'm here!"

...

In the Five Elements Umbrella, it is impossible to rely on hiding to the end.

In each area of ​​the Five Elements Umbrella, there are countless birds and beasts. If outsiders stay in a certain place for a little longer, they will inevitably attract the pursuit of spirit monsters, so that a battle will break out, and their tracks will naturally be exposed.

Even if they were lucky enough to escape the initial melee, when the last fifty people left in an area, no matter where they were, they would be teleported to the center of the area for the final fight.

This is the final battle, and everything depends on strength after all.

The heart of the Golden Region.

Fifty rays of light flashed, and one after another figure appeared out of thin air, most of them were stained with blood, and some were slightly injured.

Only a few people were neatly dressed and calm.

Among them, a 'corpse' was also sent to this place, lying motionless on the ground, with a fat body, a bloody face, and a bloodstain on his neck, which was shocking.

In fact, if it is really a dead body, it is impossible to be teleported.

But now, fifty cultivators were suddenly gathered together, and all of them became extremely nervous. As if they were facing a big enemy, they all retreated to distance themselves, and no one paid any attention to the dead bodies on the ground.

True Fire Sect He Jiang held a small cauldron in his left hand, and a flying sword with the tip of his right finger. He looked around, his eyes fell on a person, and he suddenly froze, murderous!

Feng Haoyu put his hands on his back and looked arrogant. He glanced at it casually, but suddenly narrowed his eyes and laughed.

The attention of the rest of the cultivators was originally on Feng Haoyu and He Jiang, the two five-vein foundation-building bodies.

But now, seeing the difference in the expressions of the two of them, everyone could not help but follow their gazes.

I saw not far away, a blue-shirted cultivator standing there, with a calm expression and beautiful eyes, like a weak scholar with no power to tie a chicken.

"Su Zimo!"

"Mr. Mo!"

There was an exclamation from the crowd.

The flesh and blood on the corpse's face on the ground suddenly moved.

"Su Zimo, I didn't expect you to persist until now. I'm really impressed." Feng Haoyu laughed and clapped his palms.

With the appearance of Su Zimo, the situation on the field suddenly underwent a subtle change.

Many monks began to pay attention to Su Zimo.

The perfect magic weapon is really too attractive to everyone!

If you can grab Su Zimo's storage bag and smash the escape jade talisman directly to leave this place, even if you lose the qualification to compete for the spiritual list, it is not a bad idea!

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

The surrounding monks offered flying swords one after another, staring at Su Zimo with greed flashing in their eyes.

Feng Haoyu looked at the situation calmly, shrugged his shoulders lightly, and said lightly, "It seems that I don't need to take action anymore, Su Zimo, you are now the target of public criticism, and there is no one to help you."

As soon as Feng Haoyu finished speaking, the dead body on the ground suddenly jumped up.

The chubby body was surprisingly flexible, rolled around on the ground, rushed to the front of a monk, stretched out his fat palm, and directly crushed the escape jade talisman hanging on the monk's waist.

The man looked blank, and before he could react, he was sent out of the Five Elements Umbrella by a ray of light.

The 'corpse' stretched out his sleeves, wiped away the flesh and blood on his face, and wiped off the camouflaged blood marks on his neck, revealing a round face with a chubby flesh, but it was the little fat man of Misty Peak.

The little fat man pointed at Feng Haoyu and scolded: "What bullshit are you, a traitor, I am not a human being!"

The little fat man ran to Su Zimo's side in one breath, and said in a low voice, "Brother, don't panic, I will help you! If it doesn't work, let's break the jade talisman and leave!"

In fact, if it wasn't for worrying about Su Zimo fighting alone, the little Fatty's method of pretending to be a dead body and fishing for fish in troubled waters would not be a problem until the end.

This way, not only the little fat man can think of it.

But only he has the thickest skin.

More than 100,000 cultivators outside, and Jin Dan from various sects watched, which cultivator had the nerve to make himself like this, pretending to be dead and fooling around?

Su Zimo patted the little fat man on the shoulder, signaling him to be at ease, then turned his head and said coldly, "Feng Haoyu, don't talk nonsense, come on!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Su Zimo walked towards Feng Haoyu, neither fast nor slow.

"disease!"

A cultivator in front of him lit up, suddenly shot, one hand of the imperial envoy flying sword, stabbed straight towards Su Zimo's eyebrows, and the other hand squeezed the spiritual art.

Su Zimo used the movement technique of the steed crossing the gap, and suddenly accelerated, leaving a series of afterimages in mid-air, dodging the stabbing flying sword, and came to this person in an instant.

This person only felt a flash in front of his eyes, and a big fist came down and slammed heavily on his head.

The next moment, the man felt a sharp pain in his head and completely lost consciousness.

Everyone was shocked.

The two sides were only one round, and the Four Veins Foundation Establishment didn't even condense spiritual skills, so he was corpse on the spot.

I heard that Su Zimo is powerful in melee combat, but I didn't expect it to be so powerful!

Everyone dispersed in a hurry, and they distanced themselves from Su Zimo.

Su Zimo's eyes were like torches, always falling on Feng Haoyu, his murderous intention became stronger and stronger, and his body exuded a cold aura, like a beast emerging from a sea of ​​corpses and blood!

call!

A pair of flickering wings suddenly protruded from Feng Haoyu's back, and he flew away, looking at Su Zimo with a half-smile, his eyes full of mockery.

On the other side, the True Fire Sect He Jiang scolded lightly, the five veins of spiritual power erupted, the flying sword in his palm trembled slightly, and the sword body flashed three lines of spiritual light, which was actually a top-grade flying sword.

"go!"

He Jiang hid in the distance and pointed forward.

The body of the sword seemed to be attached to a layer of fine flames, slicing through the void, and the air burned, making a burst of air.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

At least dozens of flying swords shot away, the swords were stern and sharp, and there was only one target, Su Zimo!

The little fat man froze in place. Seeing such a scene, he only felt his scalp explode and his body felt cold.

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

With such a violent and intensive offensive, only by crushing the escape jade talisman can it be possible to survive!