Chapter 90 Shoot!

Without a sword piercing Linghu's head, a trace of annoyance flashed in Sun Tao's eyes, and he snorted coldly, "You are lucky!"

"you wanna die!"

Su Zimo's eyes flashed a little bit of red light, he shouted loudly, suddenly took a step, jumped two feet away, and came to Sun Tao in an instant!

This step is the plow step.

Seemingly ordinary, but with a terrifying aura, Sun Tao was so frightened that his face was pale, and he felt in a trance that he was not facing a human being, but an ancient beast!

Su Zimo's murderous aura was overwhelming, he turned his hand and pressed it down according to Sun Tao's face.

boom!

Sun Tao had no power to fight back. He only felt that it was dark in front of him. He was pushed down by Su Zimo.

"what?"

Just above the spiritual battlefield, in the depths of the clouds and mist, out of sight, there was a confused whisper, the huge wings were looming, and a pair of eyes stared at the scene below, their eyes were cold and stern.

"Strange, how could this son's bloodline..."

An inaudible whisper sounded above the nine heavens.

Under the battlefield.

This incident caused an uproar.

First, Sun Tao made a sneak attack and seriously injured Su Zimo's spirit tiger. Everyone could accept this scene.

But the next moment, everyone was stunned.

When the little fat man wanted to stop it, it was too late.

No one could have imagined that Su Zimo would dare to attack Sun Tao, and no one would have thought that Sun Tao would be stunned by Su Zimo's palm, and he would not know his life or death!

"It must be careless!"

A thought flashed through the hearts of everyone.

As a disciple of Lingfeng, Sun Tao, a Qi trainer on the eighth floor, was defeated by a Qi trainer on the sixth floor of Qifeng. There was only one possibility: Sun Tao was careless.

"It's over, it's over! Big brother ignores the rules of the sect and shoots at the same sect in the spiritual arena, and Sun Tao doesn't know if he is alive or dead. This is troublesome."

The little fat man scratched his head and scratched his cheeks, thinking about the countermeasures.

"presumptuous!"

"Bold!"

"Su Zimo, you dare to ignore the rules of the sect and hurt your fellow sect, you are courting death!"

Numerous Lingfeng disciples rushed out of the crowd and surrounded Su Zimo, looking bad, glaring and yelling loudly.

Feng Haoyu stood not far away and watched this scene, with a hint of playfulness in his eyes, and sneered in his heart: "It seems that I don't need to take action anymore, a reckless man, hehe."

Su Zimo's expression remained the same, his eyes were cold, he ignored the surrounding Lingfeng disciples, squatted down to himself, sprinkled golden sore medicine on Linghu's wound, and dealt with it.

Linghu endured the pain, blinked at Su Zimo, and felt an inexplicable emotion in his heart.

Seeing this scene, Lengrou, who was standing aside, nodded secretly.

Not to mention other things, just facing more than a thousand murderous Lingfeng disciples, being able to be so calm, this disposition is indeed powerful.

Leng Rou admits that she can't be as calm as Su Zimo.

"Everyone, don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive."

The little fat man jumped out quickly, bowed in all directions, and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter if everyone does this, doesn't it also violate the rules of the sect."

Hearing this, many Lingfeng disciples looked hesitant, and it was not easy to shoot directly, and they froze in place for a while.

Feng Haoyu's eyes flickered, he suddenly turned sideways, and whispered a few words to a Lingfeng disciple beside him.

The disciple nodded in understanding, drove the flying sword away, and galloped straight to the Lingfeng Palace.

When Leng Rou saw this scene, a look of disgust flashed in her eyes.

Don't think too much, this Feng Haoyu must have been tipped off and asked the seniors of the sect to deal with Su Zimo.

"Su Zimo, you hurt people in my Lingfeng, do you really think there is no one in my Lingfeng?"

Just when the two sides were at a stalemate, Feng Haoyu suddenly said something.

Hearing this sentence, the little fat man's heart sank.

So sinister!

Feng Haoyu's words were completely killing his heart, for fear that Su Zimo and Lingfeng disciples would not be able to fight.

The bigger the trouble, the heavier Su Zimo's punishment will be!

Sure enough, as soon as Feng Haoyu finished speaking, the expression of the hesitant Lingfeng disciple changed, and he slowly placed his palm on the storage bag, ready to attack at any time.

A Lingfeng disciple finally couldn't bear it any longer. Relying on his previous practice of body refining, he had a strong physical body. With a cold snort, he stepped forward and grabbed Su Zimo's hair. He said bitterly, "Su Zimo, ask you By the way, don't pretend to be dumb!"

"roll!"

Su Zimo didn't turn his head back. He swung his arm, which seemed to be soft, but when he threw it out, it was like a whip, making a crisp sound in mid-air!

Snapped!

Before this Lingfeng disciple's palm touched Su Zimo, he was sent flying by Su Zimo's palm and fell into the crowd.

The crowd was in an uproar!

The little fat man was about to cry.

He always wanted to stop the situation from getting worse, but he didn't expect that everything he had done before was in vain.

Su Zimo's shot was too fast, and others couldn't react at all.

This time, Lingfeng disciples were completely angered.

Numerous Lingfeng disciples offered their flying swords one after another, trembling lightly in the air, and the shot was imminent!

Dozens of Qifeng disciples surrounded Su Zimo, and they also took out flying swords. The two sides were at each other's throats, and a war could break out at any time!

The smile in Feng Haoyu's eyes grew even stronger.

"Don't move, don't move!"

When the little fat man saw this situation, his scalp was numb, and he actually took out a huge axe from the storage bag, held a talisman in his left hand, and slapped it on Su Zimo.

Around Su Zimo's body, a mask suddenly appeared.

This is a talisman.

The little fat man didn't use it himself, but gave it directly to Su Zimo.

Su Zimo's heart warmed.

Little Fatty's move will undoubtedly offend many of Lingfeng's classmates.

"Damn fat man, who are you from!" A Lingfeng disciple yelled loudly.

The little fat man's face sank, but he actually put away his smile and yelled: "Go to Nima, you don't care who the fat master is!"

The little fat man scolded many Lingfeng disciples in a daze.

Since joining the sect, everyone has never seen Fatty turn red. Everyone is smiling and kind. In terms of popularity, Fatty is better than Feng Haoyu.

The little fat man felt a little rude and muttered: "A fat man is a fat man, the most annoying thing is to stop calling me a dead fat man..."

At this moment, there was a sound of light drinking in the distance.

"Leave it all for me!"

A beam of sword light galloped over and landed on the heads of everyone in the blink of an eye. In front of Feijian stood a monk, who had cultivated at the early stage of foundation building, and behind him stood a disciple of Lingfeng who had informed him.

"I have seen Senior Brother Chen."

"Senior Brother Chen came just right, please do justice for my Lingfeng, Qifeng Su Zimo disregarded the rules of the sect and attacked the same sect!"

Many Lingfeng disciples recognized this person and clasped their fists and shouted.

The little fat man hurriedly said in a low voice: "Brother, you must not offend this person, this is Chen Yu, a disciple of the Inner Sect Law Enforcement Hall, and Feng Haoyu is on good terms, this person must come to trouble you, you should endure it. Tolerate."

After a pause, the little fat man was afraid that Su Zimo would not know the seriousness of the situation, so he warned: "Inner sect disciple, we can't afford to offend, otherwise, after being promoted to the inner sect, you will inevitably suffer, not to mention this person is a member of the Law Enforcement Hall. "