Chapter 132 It Was Him, the First of the Four Peaks!

On the battlefield.

No one can understand Feng Haoyu's feelings at this time.

Seeing Su Zimo rushing over, Feng Haoyu felt as if he was not facing a person, but a brutal and tyrannical monster!

Feng Haoyu clearly saw that there was a little scarlet blood in the depths of Su Zimo's eyes.

On his face, a dense blood vessel also appeared, shocking and terrifying!

"what!"

Feng Haoyu turned pale in shock, and subconsciously took out a silver shield and blocked it in front of him.

Su Zimo came to Feng Haoyu, and finally took a step, and the soles of his feet landed on the ground. With a bang, the entire spiritual battlefield shook!

Whoa!

Su Zimo's blood was surging in his body, and there was an astonishing sound of the tide, and the cultivators present could hear it clearly.

call!

Su Zimo raised his arm, still in mid-air, the clothes on his arm were all torn apart and turned into pieces.

What appeared in front of everyone was a sturdy and thick arm like a giant python. The blue veins on it were exposed, and the muscles were tied together. It was like pouring molten steel, full of explosive power!

When the fist fell, it was full of flesh and blood, and it grew in a circle, like a big seal, crashing down, with a terrifying momentum!

at this moment.

There was an illusion in front of everyone.

Although Feng Haoyu is a foundation-building cultivator, under Su Zimo's fist, he is as small as an ant!

boom!

The fist slammed into the silver shield, and a loud, earth-shattering sound erupted, deafening.

Wufeng's disciple's heart beat violently, his throat moved, and he couldn't help swallowing saliva.

Ka Ka Ka!

A strange sound came.

I saw a huge crack in the silver shield in Feng Haoyu's hand, which was still spreading, and finally covered the entire shield!

Broken!

The low-grade spiritual tool was smashed by Su Zimo's bare hands!

There was a dead silence in the crowd.

Everyone looked at this scene in horror, forgetting to breathe, and staring with round eyes.

Feng Haoyu fell far from the spiritual arena and rolled on the ground a few times, coughing blood in his mouth, closing his eyes, his face was pale, and he didn't know if he was alive or dead.

Is this the end?

This rapid change made everyone feel unprepared.

Feng Haoyu stepped into the foundation, which was a sure win, but was suddenly reversed. Su Zimo approached him and punched him out of the arena, completely losing his combat power.

Everyone's first reaction was that Su Zimo had practiced some kind of extremely powerful body refining technique.

But how does this body refining technique look like some kind of magic art?

Today's Su Zimo, although the blood stains on his face have gradually faded, but the scene just now, every cultivator can see in the bottom of his eyes.

On the battlefield.

Su Zimo lowered his head and kept calming down his blood.

Although he had already deliberately suppressed it when he just shot, the new bloodline of the cultivation of the Marrow Cutting Chapter has been completely integrated into his bloodline, it is indistinguishable from each other, and it is simply out of control.

Fortunately, Su Zimo did not show any obvious signs of turning into a demon.

But even so, this scene also attracted the attention of the first Wufeng.

At this moment, the heads of the five peaks all stood up, with a solemn expression, looking at Su Zimo's eyes full of doubts, doubts, and scrutiny.

At this moment, on the other side of the Spirit Arena, a blazing ray of light suddenly erupted, diverting everyone's attention.

This burst of light came from the Ten Arrays.

I saw that the handwriting in the first row had changed on the Ten Array Monument.

There are three more words in the blank space of the original name - Su Zimo!

"Su Zimo, it took seven days and nine hours to break through the tenth floor of the Ten Towers!"

This line of words caused an exclamation.

"Su Zimo? How could it be Su Zimo?"

"This, this, this doesn't make sense, is there something wrong with the Ten Array Monument?"

"The mysterious intruder turned out to be Su Zimo?"

The Wufeng disciples were shocked, and they were speechless.

At this moment, a disciple suddenly said loudly: "Look, that is Su Zimo's sect token!"

Everyone's eyes moved down.

I saw a low-grade flying sword and a sect token falling at the foot of the Ten Array Monument.

This flying sword belongs to Feng Haoyu.

And the Zongmen token belongs to Su Zimo.

"I see!"

Someone suddenly said: "The moment Senior Brother Fang Caifeng and Junior Brother Su fought, Senior Brother Feng's flying sword shot down Junior Brother Su's sect token, and happened to hit the ten array of monuments."

Hearing this, everyone was stunned.

But then, everyone was shocked by an even more unacceptable fact!

If we say that the mysterious fighter is Su Zimo.

That means that this year's top spot should also be Su Zimo.

Su Zimo was not allowed to participate in the Lingfeng competition because the first Lingfeng tower had forbidden him to step into Lingfeng.

But in today's battle, Su Zimo defeated Feng Haoyu, the number one in Lingfeng.

This is equivalent to that Su Zimo is the first in Lingfeng this year!

Coupled with the previous Qifeng and Danfeng, this year Su Zimo has achieved an unprecedented number one of the four peaks!

Everyone looked at Su Zimo on the Spirit Arena, and their eyes gradually changed.

Such a person can no longer be called a genius.

It can be called a monster!

The little fat man was completely stunned.

I can't help but recall that in Su Zimo's cave mansion, Su Zimo once said something casually, and it's okay to break through.

He was still not happy at that time, and he told people earnestly that he should be humble and keep a low profile...

"Brother, you are too modest!" The little fat man cried and grimaced.

The little fat man knew that it was not Su Zimo's fault at all.

At that time, Su Zimo also said that he was the mysterious fighter, but the little fat man didn't believe it at all, thinking that Su Zimo was just saying it casually...

Formation Peak disciple Zhong Wen smiled wryly, lowered his head and said to himself: "I have guessed countless possibilities for your identity, but I have not guessed at all. You are actually a disciple of the outer peak, and you only joined the sect for less than one minute. Years, alas."

In the cold eyes, there was also a glimmer of light, and it was inevitable to think: "If you give you a little more time, will you take away my Fu Feng No. 1?"

Not to mention the many disciples below, even the leader of the Four Peaks was stunned on the spot.

Xuan Yi knew about this early on, so naturally it was normal.

But the eyes of the other four peaks were full of disbelief.

Wen Xuan looked at Xuan Yi with a hint of apology in his eyes.

Before, he had misunderstood that Xuan Yi ignored the rules of the sect and taught Su Zimo the Liuhe sword formation without authorization.

But now, Wen Xuan only knew that Xuan Yi's move was entirely because Su Zimo had this qualification!

Suddenly, Wen Xuan remembered something more important, moved his body, and came to Feng Haoyu's side to investigate carefully, and heaved a sigh of relief.

Feng Haoyu just fainted, and his life was safe.

Wenxuan took out an elixir from the storage bag and put it into Feng Haoyu's mouth. He looked up at Su Zimo on the arena with burning eyes.

At this time, Su Zimo had calmed his blood and returned to normal.

But the head of the five peaks did not speak, and they needed an explanation from Su Zimo.

Otherwise, even if Su Zimo is the number one in the Four Peaks, an unprecedented genius, he must not be kept!

Thank you, Hailang, the leader of Tongtian, the ends of the earth, a morning that cannot be counted, the heart is drawn to the lonely leaves, the eternal snow, He Yingjun, the reward of all fellow Taoists~