Eternal Sacred King

Chapter 58

Zhou Dingyun seemed to be greatly frightened. He stood up and took a few steps back, palms toward the storage bag around his waist, squinting his eyes, expressing grave.

“Calm, calm!”

Zhou Dingyun’s mind was comforted: “I’m 8-Layer Qi Practitioner. Compared with 2 years ago, I’ve already shed the mortal body and exchange the bones. Can I be scared by a scholar? This Su Zimo is a mortal, what can I rely on?”

“Don’t drink it?”

Su Zimo smiled slightly and shook his head, “If you don’t drink, you won’t have a chance.”

“Pretend!”

Zhou Dingyun yelled, patted his palm on the storage bag, and took out a Flying Sword directly at his fingertips. He shot a spiritual qi, rays of light greatly rises on Flying Sword.

low grade spirit tool.

“Jí!”

Zhou Dingyun Flying Sword is in hand, calming the mind instantly, pointing forward, Flying Sword turns into a stream of light, and stabs in front of Su Zimo instantly!

Su Zimo did not move, as the old monk settled.

Flying Sword was at Su Zimo’s eyebrow, and it would pierce an inch further, but Su Zimo expression was as usual, from the beginning to the end, without even blinking his eyelids.

Zhou Dingyun thought that Su Zimo had been frightened and couldn’t help but say with a malicious smile: “Su Zimo, if you kneel down and ask me now, I can consider letting you go.”

“I think you got something wrong.”

Su Zimo extend the hand, gently holding the Flying Sword in front of her, said in a tranquil voice: “Here it is, this season, this is the night, the same two of us, but the ending, but not It ’s changed a lot. “

Seeing Su Zimo actually holding the sharp low grade spirit tool with his palm, Zhou Dingyun’s eyes could not help but reveal a cruelty.

Really ignorant!

Su Zimo added: “If there is a change, it is 2 years ago, I let you go. Now, you can’t go away.”

“Fuck, I’m still talking wildly, I’ll waste your palm first!”

Zhou Dingyun yelled, his eyes flashed fiercely, and he controlled Flying Sword and twisted it vigorously!

At the same time, Su Zimo’s palm curled up.

Pa!

With a crisp sound, like a thunder on the ground, Zhou Dingyun was startled.

No flesh and blood flew as expected.

Instead, Su Zimo’s palm is intact!

What made Zhou Dingyun even more surprised was that he had lost control of Flying Sword!

How could this be?

The next moment, Zhou Dingyun saw the scene again, and all the surprise in his eyes became horror.

I saw Su Zimo slowly spread out his palm, and the Flying Sword was lying quietly in the palm, covered with cracks.

Su Zimo let go, and this low grade spirit tool turned into a pile of debris and spilled on the ground.

A low grade spirit tool, that’s it!

Looking at Su Zimo’s icy gaze, Zhou Dingyun’s heart sank to the bottom.

He finally realized that 2 years later, he became an 8-Layer Qi Practitioner, and the Second Young Master Su in front of him was not the weak scholar of the past!

He finally realized that Su Zimo was just feeling that the change was too great. It wasn’t him, but Su Zimo himself!

He finally realized that the bowl of wine on the round table might really be his road wine!

Zhou Dingyun couldn’t figure out why Su Zimo could break his low grade spirit tool with his flesh and blood.

Zhou Dingyun didn’t want to delve into the reasons behind this.

Today, he just wants to leave this place and stay away from Su Zimo as much as possible!

Zhou Dingyun figured out another Flying Sword from the storage bag, this is just a pseudo spirit tool.

In Jade Cloud Palace, the outer disciple was able to get a low grade spirit tool, which was already a great gift, but was scrapped by Su Zimo’s flesh palm.

Zhou Dingyun stepped on Flying Sword, rose into the air, and flew out.

Before leaving, Zhou Dingyun couldn’t help looking back.

I saw that Su Zimo was not in a hurry to get up, but drank the bowl of spirits on the stone table in a hurry, and then stood up, tied the long knife on the waist, put the arrow pot on his back, hands Hold up the big bloody bow.

Zhou Dingyun swallowed, turned around, and urged Flying Sword, galloping away.

The wind screamed in his ears and was blown by the wind. Zhou Dingyun couldn’t help fighting a chill. I don’t know when, he was already in a cold sweat.

It didn’t take long for Zhou Dingyun to stay away from Pingyang Town.

Not far ahead is the Gray Wolf Mountain Range, dark, with the roar of spiritual beasts.

Zhou Dingyun long put out a breath, finally relieved.

Just then, a cold voice came from behind Zhou Dingyun!

“Do you remember the vow you made when you kneeled down for mercy that night 2 years ago?”

Upon hearing this sentence, Zhou Dingyun was scared of the soul flew away and scattered, almost unable to control Flying Sword, lost his balance, and dropped from the air.

Su Zimo!

This voice is Su Zimo!

How can it be?

How could he catch up?

Zhou Dingyun look pale, cold sweat DC, while urging Flying Sword to flee forward, while looking back.

Su Zimo was just behind him, expression calm, seemingly walking casually, but each step stepped out, but it was 2 30 feet away!

“He, he didn’t use all his energy!”

At this point, Zhou Dingyun seemed to fall into the ice cellar instantly, and his body was cold.

Su Zimo’s voice sounded again: “That night 2 years ago, you swear an oath to the heavens, and said that if you were lucky enough to worship the immortal sect in the future, you would never come to avenge me, otherwise you would smash through your heart.

“Oh … as you wish.”

After hearing this, Zhou Dingyun finally understood the purpose of the big bloody bow on the stone table.

“do not!”

Zhou Dingyun turned around quickly, and just spoke a word, his eyes were shrouded in darkness.

Wu wu wu !

More than a dozen sharp arrows come and go, instantly!

Pu!

Zhou Dingyun felt a pain in her chest, as if she had lost something in the body, she felt weak and fell from the air.

With a thump, Zhou Dingyun fell to the ground, his body covered with dirt, and his body was already blood dyed red.

“Hey!”

Zhou Dingyun lowered his head hard and looked at his chest.

The flesh was fuzzy there, apparently a large blood hole in his bowl, and his heart had been pierced and taken away by a dozen sharp arrows.

Random arrows penetrate the heart!

Everything seems to be destiny, already destined.

The breeze was blowing, and Zhou Dingyun’s eyes fluttered with a piece of azure clothes.

Zhou Dingyun lay on the ground, looking up at Su Zimo standing in front of him, with a weird smile on his face, fuzzy said: “I, I am Bixia … Palace, you, you kill me, you also Can’t escape, one day … One day, Cang Lang really … will find you … “

Su Zimo squatted down, said with a slight smile: “Don’t wait until that day, I will go to him. You go first, the next one is Daoist Cang Lang!”

Hearing this, Zhou Dingyun’s side of his head broke his breath.

Su Zimo tore off the storage bag from Zhou Dingyun’s waist and put it in his arms. He then grabbed his body, didn’t go far, and threw it directly into the Gray Wolf Mountain Range.

You don’t have to wait until 2nd day, and Zhou Dingyun’s body will be thoroughly eaten by spiritual beasts.

The corpse was destroyed.

No one knows what happened this night.

No. 3 is here.

(End of this chapter)