Eternal Sacred King

Chapter 190 Roll Over Yourself!

From the beginning to the end, Su Zimo was sitting on a chair with little movement or even getting up, looking calm and calm.

In fact, Su Zimo's heart also received a lot of impact.

The power of Fu Moyin completely exceeded his expectations.

At this time, the spiritual power in his body was almost exhausted. If sufficient spiritual power could be provided, how horrible the power of Fu Mo Yin would erupt?

According to Su Zimo's speculation, the power of the fumoyin that had just erupted was only part of the real fumoyin, and it should be less than 30%!

What kind of spirit is this?

Just exerting 30% of his power, he almost absorbed the spiritual power of Su Zimo's middle period!

"Who the **** are you, what kind of school do you have, and you have the courage to report it!"

Liang Hao struggled to stand up, staring at Su Zimo slowly, his eyes resentful.

"Who made you up?"

Su Zimo's eyes fluttered, his voice was indifferent, and he dropped the tea cup on the table.

How strong is Su Zimo's physical strength?

Even if it was just a casual blow, it should not be underestimated, not to mention, Liang Hao himself was already seriously injured.

Huh!

Tea cups tore the airflow and burst into the air.

There was no time to respond, and with a slam, the tea cup slammed heavily on Liang Hao's knee.

The tea cup shattered into several pieces. Liang Hao was about to stand up and was suddenly hit hard by this. He knelt down again.

"what!"

Liang Hao exclaimed, and in a blink of an eye, the cold sweat on his forehead came down.

Liu Hongyi, who was planning to get up next to her, was scared by this scene, her head bowed, and she knelt down on the ground honestly, she didn't dare to say a word.

The situation is pressing, and at this moment, you can only ask for help.

Although there are ten monks in Bixia Palace, at this time, they were all deterred by Su Zimo's means.

The ten monks of Bixia Palace looked at each other, unconsciously, and began to retreat.

The matter at hand can only be handled by Brother Xu You and Sister Shen Mengqi. They remain useless here.

"It's not over yet, leave it to me."

Su Zimo sat calmly in the same place, without any intention of getting up. His tone was calm, but he showed an unquestionable strength.

"Come on!"

Someone shouted, sacrificed a flying sword, and fled outside without returning.

Su Zimo pointed forward and drank softly: "Thunder!"

Click!

Accompanied by a loud deafening noise, a thunderous light like an adult arm suddenly fell, striking down in the middle of everyone in Bixia Palace.

The dense lightning spread quickly and crackled.

Lightning is the most aggressive type of spirit.

In addition, Su Zimo's practice is that the ancient techniques are too empty and thunder, and the power of thunder and lightning in the blood is extremely strong.

Only four of the remaining ten people are in the middle of the foundation, and six are in the early period of foundation. How can they resist the thunderous power.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

There was a scream in the crowd. The six monks in the early period of the construction period were charged with electric outer focus on the spot.

The four mid-builders also had grey-faced faces, although they barely resisted, they were also wounded, a trace of blood spilled from the corners of their mouths, and their black hair was electric.

Su Hong, Song Qi and others have been foolish for a long time.

How could they think that after only two years without seeing him, his brother, Su's second son was so powerful?

"Daoyou, you better not bully!" Liu Hongyi swallowed and said boldly.

"interesting."

Su Zimo laughed: "It is obviously that you came to the door provocatively and aggressively, forcing others to kneel. Why on the contrary accuse me of bullying me too much?"

"Hey, don't be arrogant!"

Liang Haoqiang put up with a severe pain in his knee and said inscrutablely: "Boy, my brother and sister of Bixia Palace are now in the city of Kings. If you see that we haven't taken Su Hong back, just wait and see!"

"Oh?"

Su Zimo heard a little off-string meaning, and asked with interest: "So, if you come today, are you going to take away King Yan?"

Liang Hao shouted, "What is it?"

"well."

Su Zimo nodded and asked, "What did you take away from King Yan? King Yan is hostile to you, or because of something else?"

"You leave it alone."

Liang Hao snorted and said, "Although Su Hong is the King of Yan, he is just a mortal. Brother Xu is going to see him. That is his honor!"

"with pleasure?"

Su Zimo's face was sarcastic and sneered: "Since this is the case, I will leave alone."

"You, go back and tell your Brother Xu, and tell him my original words."

Su Zimo casually pointed at a slightly injured monk of Bixia Palace, and said lightly, "Want to see the King of Yan, please, roll over for me!"

The monk at Bixia Palace nodded in horror, and fled away like an imperial sword.

...

In an inn near King City.

Xu You and Shen Mengqi were eating casually and chatting.

Xu You asked with concern: "Sister, I don't think you look well, but you're not feeling well?"

"It's nothing."

Shen Mengqi shook her head, frowned, and said, "I don't know why. There is some inexplicable irritability in my heart."

Xu You laughed: "Sister, you don't have to think much. If you don't want to see these old people, then Su Hong comes, and you avoid it, everything is to me."

"Um." Shen Mengqi nodded.

At this moment, there was a sound of broken clothes in the distance, and it was obvious that someone was coming from the sword. The speed was very fast, and it seemed a little panic.

"Ok?"

Xu You frowned, wiping the robe gently, the door of the house opened in response, and a figure came galloping.

"Master Lu?"

Xu You and Shen Mengqi froze slightly.

I saw people wearing shattered clothes, and in some places, there were even burn marks.

This man was rushing, with black hair curling and white smoke on his head, as if he had just been hacked by thunder ...

"Brother Lu, why were you so careless that you were struck by lightning?"

Xu You frowned, and reprimanded: "I'm a cultivator of immortals, and I don't know how to hide. See you like this, what kind of system!"

The monk Lu was about to withdraw the flying sword and landed down. Hearing this sentence, he couldn't help touching the internal injuries, spit out old blood, and fell to the ground.

Xu You stepped forward to help people in the future.

"Ok?"

Xu You's look changed, and he felt the fluctuation of spirituality in the coming person!

"The injury on your body was caused by lightning?" Xu You asked with a frown.

Brother Xing finally managed to breathe a sigh of relief before he nodded: "Brother Xu, something went wrong!"

He soon recounted what happened in the palace, and even the words that Su Zimo asked him to bring were passed on unchanged.

"Huh, a big tone! In the middle of the construction period, I dare to arrogantly with me, let's talk!"

Xu You's face was somber and he asked, "Who is this person's last name, and who is it?"

"This ... I don't know."

Monk Lu shook his head.

Thank you for knowing everything, far away, maybe your reward for half a lifetime ~ Thank you for the reward of ten thousand book coins that never die ^ _ ^

(End of this chapter)