Chapter 127

Seeing the three flying swords in Su Zimo's palm, the audience was in an uproar!

If it were an ordinary three-handed flying sword, it might not arouse everyone's surprise.

But this is a three-handed low-grade flying sword!

Even if Su Zimo wins first place in the device peak, he can reward a low-grade spirit weapon, what happened to the other two?

Even the Lingfeng disciples who are known for their combat power, most of them don't have low-grade spiritual weapons. Less than a year after he entered the sect, Su Zimo pulled out three handles at once?

The many trial disciples below were jealous instantly.

"The first adult is too partial, so why should I give him three low-grade spiritual weapons?"

"Maybe Su Zimo won the first place in this year's Double Peak."

"What's wrong with Shuangfeng No. 1? Zongmen doesn't have this rule!"

"That is, isn't it good to give us one? I have been in the sect for two years, and I haven't gotten a low-grade spiritual weapon."

Not to mention the sect disciples below, even the first seat of Wufeng was stunned.

Xuan Yi's heart moved, a flash of splendor flashed in his eyes, and he thought to himself, "Is this one already trained into a three-talented sword formation?"

Xuan Yi changed his mind and thought again: "Impossible, time is too short, how is this possible!"

Listening to the discussion below, Wen Xuan frowned, turned his eyes slightly, and looked at the bad old man aside.

The old man saw Wen Xuan's gaze and snorted, "You don't think that I gave these three flying swords to Su Zimo, right?"

The young man Hefa suddenly said: "These three flying swords are almost the same in size and shape. They should have been made by the same refiner. There is no such almost the same three flying swords in the spirit weapon pavilion."

"In other words, these three flying swords were made by Su Zimo himself?" The glamorous woman raised her brows and her face was surprised.

Xuan Yi nodded and said, "It should be."

From the gaze of the real Jindan, as long as you distinguish it carefully, you can naturally see that Su Zimo's three flying swords are indistinguishable, and they cannot be taken out of the spirit weapon pavilion.

The young Hefa smiled and said: "No wonder that in the Qifeng competition that day, this child made a low-grade giant axe for the little fat man of Lingfeng. It turns out that he already has three flying swords."

"I have to say that this child's attainments in refining tools are really good. In less than a year, he was able to refine three lower-grade spiritual weapons. It seems that his unique set of spirit gathering methods is still a bit usefulness."

On the battlefield.

Seeing Su Zimo's three flying swords, Feng Haoyu was also slightly startled. The surprise in his eyes just flashed, and it turned into mockery. He couldn't help but smile: "Su Zimo, Su Zimo, you think there are three. Feijian, can you fight me?"

"You can try."

Su Zimo said lightly.

Huh! Huh! Huh!

Three flying swords hovered in front of Su Zimo, the sword body trembled lightly, and the sound of the sword sound was endless.

"good!"

Feng Haoyu's eyes brightened, and he said softly: "Today I will let you see what is true strength!"

"go!"

Feng Haoyu stood still on the spot, waved his big hand, and a spirit energy sank into the flying sword.

The spirit pattern on the sword flickered, and the light was shining.

call out!

Feijian turned into a stream of light, and pierced Su Zimo's head at an extremely fast speed.

The sword hasn't arrived yet, it's cold!

Su Zimo's heart shuddered.

In a sense, this duel was his first fight after stepping into the realm of cultivation.

Feng Haoyu's sword was faster than Su Zimo had imagined, and it was even more elegant and unpredictable!

Su Zimo's expression remained unchanged, he divided into two flying swords to block the oncoming flying sword, controlled the third flying sword, and went straight to Feng Haoyu's attack!

"Um?"

Feng Haoyu narrowed his eyes slightly.

He did not expect that Su Zimo not only did not have full defense, but even dared to counterattack!

"court death!"

Feng Haoyu's fingertips were a little far away, and he rebuked, "Illness!"

The flying sword that was originally galloping in mid-air shines brightly, and its speed skyrocketed, directly breaking through the defenses of Su Zimo's two flying swords, and instantly came to the front.

In a blink of an eye, the two flying swords intercepted by Su Zimo turned into decorations.

"good!"

Seeing this scene, many disciples below couldn't help shouting.

Feijian was right in front of him, with strong sword aura and dazzling light. I am afraid that I would have been scared to death when I changed to a general trainer.

But Su Zimo didn't panic, moved his feet lightly, did not make much movement, but dodge Feng Haoyu's blow dangerously and dangerously.

Feijian and Su Zimo passed by, but he didn't hurt him at all!

Seeing this scene, the head of Wufeng's eyes lit up and nodded secretly.

Feng Haoyu did not expect that Su Zimo could dodge this sword.

At the same time, Su Zimo's third flying sword had already stabbed in front of Feng Haoyu.

Feng Haoyu turned his flying sword, while offering a silver shield from the storage bag, infused it with aura, swelled against the wind, and stood in front of him.

when!

The flying sword collided with the shield, and a harsh noise erupted.

This shield is exactly the reward chosen by Feng Haoyu in the Qifeng Spirit Tool Pavilion after he won the first place in Lingfeng.

The other two flying swords of Su Zimo surrounded Feng Haoyu's flying swords, constantly colliding and fighting with them, the sword aura was like frost, sparks shot everywhere.

For a time, Feng Haoyu's flying sword was actually restricted by Su Zimo's two flying swords, and it was difficult to break through the obstacle.

On the other side, Su Zimo's third flying sword was constantly attacking Feng Haoyu.

Feng Haoyu can only passively defend.

Seeing this scene, all the disciples present were dumbfounded, with incredible expressions in their eyes.

The current situation is completely different from what they expected.

When they think about it, the difference between the strength of the two is so big, that is, at most three rounds, the winner can be divided.

But now, when the two of them fought against each other quickly, Feng Haoyu fell into a disadvantage and could only passively defend.

Su Zimo, who possessed three low-grade flying swords, coupled with the skill of the swordsman, completely restricted Feng Haoyu's performance!

"It doesn't make sense."

"Su Zimo is only a ninth layer of Qi condensing. Even if there are two flying swords, it is impossible to shake up with Senior Brother Feng. How do I feel that the strength of the two is about the same."

The disciple below was puzzled and frowned.

Only the little fat man vaguely knew the details of Su Zimo.

When the two were in the cave, Su Zimo was able to compete with him on the eighth level of Qi Condensation by virtue of his cultivation base.

By analogy, even though Su Zimo is one level different from Feng Haoyu, they should be in the same state.

Seeing this scene, the first five peaks naturally looked different.

The old man looked surprised and excited.

Lingfeng's first Wenxuan frowned secretly.

With the eyesight of the Jindan real person, it is natural to see that the level of Su Zimo's swordsmanship is no longer weaker than most of Lingfeng's disciples.

Coupled with the help of three low-grade flying swords, the strength has been improved.

Of course, the first seat of Wufeng couldn't understand why Su Zimo, who was on the nine-layer condensing Qi, could fight against Feng Haoyu, who was in the Great Perfection of Qi Condensation, without losing the wind.

The three flying swords kept colliding and fighting right beside Su Zimo.

Feng Haoyu's flying sword was obviously more agile and elegant, but under the restriction of the two flying swords, it could not pierce Su Zimo's body.

On the contrary, Su Zimo's third flying sword continued to attack Feng Haoyu.

Feng Haoyu could only rely on the low-grade defensive shield to block, and it was difficult to fight back for a while, but he seemed a little embarrassed.

The battle was actually stuck in a stalemate!