Chapter 700

After a short silence, there was an uproar in the crowd!

The monks watching nearby also exclaimed in surprise!

"Hey! It's actually him!"

"Su Zimo? That Divine Phoenix Island evildoer?"

"I heard that a while ago, he launched a beast tide and slaughtered an ancient city in the ancient battlefield of the Liuli Palace. The entire army of the Liuli Palace was wiped out, and only a few monks escaped!"

"what!"

My name is Su Zimo.

Said lightly.

There is no arrogant, arrogant words.

But it shocked the audience!

The three words Su Zimo are the greatest momentum!

At least in this intermediate-level ancient battlefield, this name is more terrifying than any super sect!

After hearing the name, Master Situ of the Corpse Refining Sect and Nie Hao of the Primordial Sect changed their expressions slightly, their pupils shrunk, and their expressions became solemn.

Leng Ming frowned, his eyes gloomy.

If Su Zimo is called a 'little character', then others may only be called trash.

Even Xu Chengcheng, who was looking up at the sky and was out of the way, slowly lowered his head, squinted his eyes, and stared at Su Zimo, with a faint flash of thunder in his eyes!

"Su Zimo? Twin Vision?"

There was a hint of playfulness in Xu Cheng's eyes.

Originally, the nine fat men were surrounded by thousands of cultivators, and their momentum was weak. It seemed that there were no bones left to be hit at any time.

But when Su Zimo opened his mouth, the aura formed around these nine people could actually compete with thousands of monks and the three major sects around them, without losing ground!

In the ancient battlefield, Su Zimo's fierce name is second only to Di Yin!

"Senior brother, this is the little character you said, your tone is really big."

Seeing the reversal of momentum, the little fat man also relaxed and said with a smile.

Leng Ming's expression was gloomy, and he ignored the little fat man, but turned to look at Su Zimo, clasped his fists slightly, and said solemnly: "The name of Fellow Daoist Su, I have heard about it a long time ago. When I saw it today, it really lives up to its reputation."

Su Zimo's expression was indifferent, and he didn't care at all.

Murderous intent emerged in Leng Ming's heart, but with a dry smile on his face, he said again: "Fellow Daoist Su, this is a battle between the disciples of my tomb sect. As long as you are willing to stand by and stay out of the matter, you will be rewarded!"

"Oh?"

Su Zimo raised his brows and asked, "I want a picture of Huangquan, can you give it to me?"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

This time, it was the turn of the little fat man and the others to laugh.

Leng Ming took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, restrained his emotions, and forced a smile: "Fellow Daoist is joking, the picture of Huangquan is the treasure of my tomb, and I can't give it to you. Except for the picture of Huangquan, the treasure in this tomb , it's your choice!"

"That won't work!"

Without waiting for Su Zimo to speak, Xu Cheng next to him stood up, interrupted him, and said coldly, "The "Purple Electric Art" in the tomb must be given to me!"

Su Zimo remained silent.

"Part of the inheritance of the Thunder Emperor is in the Palace of Wind and Thunder. Of course, the Palace of Wind and Thunder was not created by the Emperor Lei, but by his disciples. This "Purple Lightning Technique" is a practice method that is lacking in the Hall of Wind and Thunder."

Lin Xuanji used a method of sound transmission to enter secrets, and the voice sounded in Su Zimo's mind.

Su Zimo nodded.

Xu Cheng looked at Su Zimo and the others, and suddenly said: "Whose hands is this exercise? As long as you hand it over, I can withdraw from this fight!"

"Brother Xu, you..."

Leng Ming's expression changed, and just as he spoke, he was interrupted by Xu Cheng's wave.

Xu Cheng said lightly: "I only want "Zidian Jue", the rest I'm not interested at all!"

No matter how deep the Leng Mingcheng Palace is, the expression on his face at this time has become extremely ugly.

The little fat man sneered: "So this is the connection of senior brother, I have seen it, it is amazing."

"Has no one handed over the "Purple Electric Art"?"

After waiting for a while, seeing that no one responded, Xu Cheng's eyes flashed with crackling thunder, and the killing intent was great!

Xu Chenghan said: "If no one handed it over, I can only think that someone secretly hid the lost exercises of my Wind and Thunder Palace and should be punished!"

""Purple Lightning Technique" is in my hands, if I want..."

Su Zimo said lightly, "Come and get it."

The simple words made the monks around here feel a burst of excitement and their blood boiled.

"This is going to be tough!"

"These two geniuses will face each other, and I am afraid there will be a shocking battle. Does it mean that the battle for the vision list will be staged ahead of schedule?"

Seeing this scene, Leng Ming was overjoyed.

This is really a shadow of a flower.

If someone really showed weakness and handed over the "Purple Electric Art", it is still unknown who wins and who loses in the current situation.

But now, Xu Cheng can only stand by his side!

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, knowing that the "Purple Electric Art" was in Su Zimo's hands, Xu Cheng had no reason to retreat, and could only choose to take action!

"Good, good, good!"

Xu Cheng nodded again and again, stared at Su Zimo, his eyes were full of fighting intent, his aura kept rising, and he said slowly, "Originally, I wanted to spare you one more time, and I'll wait until Vientiane City to compete with you again!"

"Now, since you are courting death yourself, then you can't blame me!"

There is a disagreement, the sword is drawn, and the war is about to break out!

"Yoah."

A playful voice came from outside the crowd.

"It's so lively, I want to come over and join in."

As this voice recalled, the cultivators of the Corpse Refinement Sect, Hunyuan Sect, and Fenglei Temple, as if avoiding the plague, hurriedly retreated and made way for a passage, lest they be too late.

A group of monks walked in slowly.

These cultivators were all dressed in dark blue robes, and the leader of them carried their hands on their backs.

One of the Five Great Left Dao, the Poison Sect!

In the Poison Sect, every cultivator carries a variety of highly poisonous poisons on their bodies, and it is easy to lose their lives if one gets them!

The Poison Sect Qijue is even more famous for its viciousness.

No matter how deep your cultivation base is, if you are hit with the Seven Absolutes of the Poison Sect, you are bound to die!

These Poison Sect cultivators only had more than 100 people, but they made the cultivators of the Corpse Refinement Sect, Hunyuan Sect, and Fenglei Temple in chaos, and they all retreated.

Xu Cheng looked at the young man at the head, frowned slightly, and asked in a deep voice, "Du Ren, which side are you standing on?"

Lin Xuanji seemed to have thought of something, and with a look of schadenfreude, he whispered to Su Zimo, "I guess it should be looking for you to seek revenge."

Su Zimo was not surprised.

Twenty years ago, on the primary ancient battlefield, because of Xiao Ning's poisoning, he almost lost his life.

The cultivator called 'Du Ren' touched his chin and asked knowingly, "Fellow Daoist Leng Ming, I heard that you are in trouble?"

"Exactly." Leng Ming was not sure what Du Ren was thinking.

Du Ren smiled and said, "I can stand on your side, but I want a share of the treasure in the tomb!"

"it is good!"

Leng Ming was overjoyed, and quickly said: "This is natural, as long as fellow Daoist chooses to help me, the treasure in the tomb will be a part of fellow Daoist!"

Du Ren slowly turned his head and looked at Su Zimo, his eyes were malicious, and he grinned: "Su Zimo, I still remember a poisonous monk named 'Du Kai' that you killed in the ancient battlefield twenty years ago. Is it?"

"I'm his brother, I'm here to take your life today!"

Du Ren's smile, like a ghost in hell, made people shudder.

Su Zimo's expression was calm, he took the blood-hardened knife directly from the storage bag, nodded, and said, "Then you came just in time, I will kill you!"