Seeing the three flying swords in Su Zimo's palm, the whole place was in an uproar!
If it were an ordinary three-handed flying sword, it might not surprise everyone.
But these are three low-grade flying swords!
Even if Su Zimo wins the first place in the weapon peak and can be rewarded with a low-grade spiritual weapon, what about the other two
Even among the Lingfeng disciples who are famous for their fighting prowess, most of them do not have low-grade spiritual weapons. This Su Zimo, who had just joined the sect less than a year ago, actually took out three weapons at once
Many of the trial disciples below were instantly jealous.
"The First Master is too biased. Why should you give him three low-grade spiritual weapons?"
"Maybe Su Zimo won the first place in Shuangfeng this year."
"What's wrong with being number one in Twin Peaks? The sect doesn't have this rule either!"
"That's right, why don't you give us one? I've been a member of the sect for two years and I haven't gotten a single low-grade spiritual weapon."
Not to mention the sect disciples below, even the leader of the Five Peaks was stunned for a moment.
Xuan Yi's heart moved, a flash of strange light flashed in his eyes, and he thought to himself: "Has this kid already mastered the Three Talents Sword Formation?"
Xuan Yi then thought again: "Impossible, the time is too short, how is this possible!"
Listening to the discussion below, Wenxuan frowned, looked slightly sideways, and looked at the old man beside him.
The old man noticed Wenxuan's gaze and snorted softly: "You don't think that these three flying swords were given to Su Zimo by me, do you?"
The white-haired boy suddenly said: "These three flying swords are almost identical in size and shape. They should be made by the same weapon refiner. There are no such three almost identical flying swords in the Spiritual Weapon Pavilion."
"In other words, these three flying swords were refined by Su Zimo himself?" The cold lady raised her eyebrows with a look of surprise on her face.
Xuan Yi nodded and said: "It should be."
With Master Jindan's eyes, as long as he carefully distinguishes them, he can naturally see that Su Zimo's three flying swords are identical and cannot be taken out from the Spiritual Weapon Pavilion.
The white-haired young man laughed and said, "No wonder that day during the competition at Qi Peak, this boy made a low-grade giant ax for the little fat man from Ling Peak. It turns out that he already had three flying swords."
"I have to say that this man's attainments in weapon refining are indeed impressive. In less than a year, he was able to refine three low-grade spiritual weapons. It seems that his unique method of gathering spirits is quite good. usefulness."
On the spiritual battlefield.
Seeing Su Zimo's three flying swords, Feng Haoyu was slightly startled. The surprise in his eyes just flashed, and then turned into ridicule. He couldn't help laughing and said: "Su Zimo, Su Zimo, do you think there are three flying swords?" Can you fight me with a flying sword?"
"You can try."
Su Zimo said lightly.
Uh-huh! Uh-huh! Uh-huh!
Three flying swords were suspended in front of Su Zimo. The sword body trembled slightly, and the sound of sword clanging could be heard endlessly.
"good!"
Feng Haoyu's eyes widened and he shouted softly: "Today I will let you see what real strength is!"
"go!"
Feng Haoyu stood motionless on the spot. With a wave of his hand, a stream of spiritual energy disappeared into the flying sword.
The spiritual patterns on the sword flickered and the light shone brightly.
call out!
The flying sword turned into a stream of light and stabbed directly at Su Zimo's head at an extremely fast speed.
The sword hasn't arrived yet, and the cold air hits me!
Su Zimo's heart trembled.
In a sense, this duel was his first fight using the means of cultivating immortality after entering the world of cultivation.
Feng Haoyu's sword was faster than Su Zimo imagined, and it was more elegant and unpredictable!
Su Zimo's expression remained unchanged, he divided his flying swords into two to intercept the oncoming flying swords, controlled the third flying sword, and went straight towards Feng Haoyu to attack and kill!
"Um?"
Feng Haoyu narrowed his eyes slightly.
He didn't expect that Su Zimo not only failed to defend with all his strength, but also dared to fight back!
"court death!"
Feng Haoyu pointed his fingertips away and scolded: "Quick!"
The flying swords that were originally speeding in mid-air glowed brightly and their speed surged. They directly broke through the defense of Su Zimo's two flying swords and came closer in an instant.
In the blink of an eye, the two flying swords that Su Zimo intercepted turned into decorations.
"good!"
Seeing this scene, many of the disciples below couldn't help shouting.
The flying sword is right in front of you. The sword energy is so strong and the sword light is dazzling. An ordinary Qi practitioner would probably be scared to death.
But Su Zimo didn't panic, moved his feet lightly, and made little movements, but he narrowly avoided Feng Haoyu's blow.
The flying sword passed by Su Zimo, but it didn't hurt him at all!
Seeing this scene, the head of Wufeng's eyes lit up and he 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.
While Feng Haoyu turned his flying sword around, he took out a silver shield from his storage bag, injected it with spiritual energy, and raised it in the wind, blocking it in front of him.
when!
The flying sword collided with the shield, causing a harsh sound.
This shield was the reward that Feng Haoyu chose in the Spirit Peak Pavilion after he won the first place in the Spirit Peak.
Su Zimo's other two flying swords surrounded Feng Haoyu's flying sword, constantly colliding and fighting with it. The sword energy was like frost and sparks were shooting out.
For a moment, Feng Haoyu's flying sword was restricted by Su Zimo's two flying swords, making it difficult to break through the obstruction.
On the other side, Su Zimo's third flying sword kept attacking Feng Haoyu.
Feng Haoyu could only defend passively.
Seeing this scene, all the disciples present were stunned and their eyes were full of disbelief.
The battle situation in front of them was completely different from what they expected.
When they thought about it, the difference in strength between the two was so big that the winner could be decided in three rounds at most.
But now, when the two met suddenly, Feng Haoyu was at a disadvantage and could only defend passively.
Su Zimo, who owned three low-grade flying swords and was proficient in sword control, completely restricted Feng Haoyu's performance!
"That doesn't make sense."
"Su Zimo is only at the ninth level of Qi Condensation. Even with two flying swords, it is impossible to challenge Brother Feng head-on. Why do I feel that the strength of the two is about the same?"
The disciple below looked puzzled and frowned.
Only the little fat man vaguely knew the details of Su Zimo.
When the two of them competed in the cave, Su Zimo was able to compete with him at the eighth level of Qi Condensation by virtue of his cultivation at the seventh level of Qi Condensation.
By analogy, although Su Zimo and Feng Haoyu are one level apart now, they should be on equal footing.
Seeing this scene, the first of the five peaks naturally had a different expression.
The bad old man looked surprised and became energetic.
The first Wenxuan in Lingfeng frowned secretly.
With Master Jindan's eyesight, he could naturally tell that Su Zimo's level of sword control was not weaker than most of the disciples at Lingfeng.
Coupled with the help of three low-grade flying swords, his strength has been improved even more.
Of course, the leader of the Five Peaks could not understand why Su Zimo, who was at the ninth level of Qi Condensation, could compete with Feng Haoyu, who was at the Great Perfection of Qi Condensation, without falling behind.
Three flying swords were constantly colliding and fighting next to Su Zimo.
Feng Haoyu's flying sword was obviously more agile and elegant, but due to the limitations of the two flying swords, it could not reach Su Zimo.
On the contrary, Su Zimo's third flying sword continued to attack Feng Haoyu.
Feng Haoyu could only rely on that low-grade defensive shield to block, and it was difficult to counterattack for a while, but he looked a little embarrassed.
The battle situation has actually reached a stalemate!