Su Zimo didn't think much, nodded with a smile, and put the scroll away.
He looked past Mo Qing and others to the crowd in the academy, seeming to be looking for something.
Soon, Su Zimo saw the man with his head slightly lowered and his face covered with scars.
Others might not recognize him, but Su Zimo could tell at a glance that he was Xie Qingcheng!
The handsome man who once had an appearance that would make the whole nation look stunning, even many fairies in front of him were slightly inferior to him. In order to remain anonymous and practice in the academy, he actually injured himself to look like this.
I don't know how much pain I have to endure before I do this cruel thing.
Xie Qingcheng lowered her head.
He seemed to be aware of Su Zimo's gaze, but he was a little afraid to face Su Zimo.
Not because of his appearance, but because Immortal King Yan Yang participated in the siege and killing of Su Zimo back then!
He was naturally happy when he learned that Su Zimo was fine, but he also felt extremely guilty because of this incident.
"You two, stop!"
Seeing that the situation was not good, Wuxu Sword Immortal and Xuanfeng Zhenxian in Chongxu Palace and Fenghuo Temple were about to retreat secretly, but they were stopped by Fairy Chihong.
Fairy Chihong said: "Senior Brother Su, these two just helped Xie Yu and the others bully us, and they wanted to take me back to Yanyang Fairy Kingdom. Fenghuo Temple and Chongxu Palace are both heaven-level forces that have risen in recent years. "
Su Zimo's eyes turned.
Wuxu Sword Immortal and Xuanfeng True Immortal instantly felt a bone-chilling chill. Let alone running away, they didn't even dare to move now!
"Master, save me..."
Wuxu Sword Immortal looked at an Immortal King in Chongxu Palace, his voice trembling.
Several immortal kings from Chongxu Palace and Fenghuo Temple looked at each other, stood up bravely, raised their hands to Su Zimo and smiled: "Fellow Daoist Su, there may be some misunderstandings here, I hope..."
"You guys, want to stand up for them?"
Su Zimo asked lightly before the others finished speaking.
The tone was calm and not murderous.
But for some reason, these immortal kings all felt frightened!
Several Immortal Kings were silent for a while, and then retreated silently.
Even King Jin and King Tianxing were killed!
The Xing Slaughter Sword was crushed to pieces by Su Zimo with his bare hands. Who among them could withstand this blow
What's more, there are more than a dozen Rakshasa kings, quasi-emperors Yaksha, Lin Zhan and other figures around Su Zimo.
If they were to swarm them, they might not even be able to survive.
Seeing the actions of several immortal kings, a flash of despair flashed in the eyes of Wuxu Sword Immortal and Xuanfeng Zhenxian.
"Su Zimo!"
Xuanfeng True Immortal was heartbroken and suddenly said: "You are the Immortal King, we are just True Immortals! The battle just now was just a battle between True Immortals, you can't use the big to bully the small!"
"You... are not worthy of me taking action."
Su Zimo didn't even look at the two of them, he just replied lightly, and then called out again: "Beiming."
Bei Mingxue understood, carried the long sword on his back, and walked towards the two people, Xuanfeng Zhenxian and Wuxu Sword Immortal.
"Chance!"
True Immortal Xuanfeng and Wuxu Sword Immortal felt that Bei Mingxue's cultivation realm had not yet entered the cave.
As long as there is a real spirit competition, they have a 30% chance of winning.
If the two of them join forces, the chance of winning can even reach 70%!
Buzz!
Wuxu Sword Immortal takes action.
call!
True Immortal Xuanfeng also took action at the same time, and the two of them joined forces to kill Xiang Bei Mingxue.
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"Brother Xie, don't you want to say hello to me?"
Su Zimo did not look at the fighting situation beside him, but looked at the face of a figure in the crowd in the academy and asked slowly.
Xie Qingcheng was shocked and looked up.
Seemingly sensing Xie Qingcheng's thoughts, Su Zimo said: "That incident is not your fault. Brother Xie doesn't have to blame himself for it. It's just that..."
Before Su Zimo could finish speaking, Xie Qingcheng blurted out: "Brother Su, don't worry, I'm just going to ask him something!"
"good."
Su Zimo nodded.
While the two were talking, the battle over there had ended.
Within a few breaths, Bei Mingxue had already put away her sword and walked back.
Wuxu Sword Immortal and Xuanfeng Zhenxian fell on their backs on the long street, their eyes widened and their expressions frightened. There were no wounds on their bodies, but there was no life left in their bodies!
After a while, an undetectable sword wound appeared between the two people's eyebrows, with a trace of blood seeping out.
The eyebrows between the two of them had been pierced by Bei Mingxue.
Because Bei Mingxue's sword skills were so fast, the wound closed quickly and was almost invisible!
It was only after the two men died and their blood stopped flowing that this wound appeared.
Bei Mingxue has now cultivated to the perfection of the True Martial Realm and comprehended two supreme magical powers.
Even if they don't use their supreme magical power, few among the true spirits can block her sword!
Fairy Chihong looked at Xie Yu who was not far away, sneered and said: "Xie Yu, aren't you coming to arrest me? I tell you, brother Qingcheng and I are both here, do you dare to do it!"
"Xie Qingcheng?"
Xie Yu's expression changed, and then he seemed to think of something. He took a deep look at the man with scars on his face and said, "Let's go!"
He's not stupid either.
In the current situation, Su Zimo was in charge of Qiankun Academy, and if he rushed forward, he would be hitting the stone with an egg.
You have to go back and report this matter to your father before making a decision!
"No need to go back."
Su Zimo said: "You want the Yanyang Immortal King, right? I brought it to you."
As soon as he finished speaking, the void not far away split open, and a bloody figure was thrown out from the inside. He fell heavily to the ground, his hair disheveled and in a miserable state.
Immediately afterwards, a Rakshasa ghost appeared with a terrifying aura. He turned out to be a powerful quasi-emperor!
The Rakshasa ghost came to Su Zimo and said with a ferocious smile: "This man sensed the danger and wanted to escape. I caught him and he is already dead."
This figure struggled to stand up, but too much energy and blood drained away, and he barely managed to stand upright, but it was shaky.
The monks around him looked at it intently and couldn't help but gasp!
Immortal King Yanyang!
Immortal King Yanyang was also captured!
"Father?"
Xie Yu's expression changed drastically.
Immortal King Yanyang is his last resort.
Unexpectedly, this support was already useless before it was even used!
"I heard that the Yanyang Immortal King was the one who attacked Su Zimo at the beginning and wanted to conspire with him to create the Qinglian body. Now it seems that none of these people can escape."
One person shook his head and sighed.
"What is the origin of this Su Zimo? Even the quasi-emperor of Rakshasa Sin Spirit obeys his arrangements?"
"Who knows, he may have reached some kind of cooperation deal with the Rakshasa evil spirit for this revenge. Even if he gets his revenge, I'm afraid he won't live long."
"Associating with Rakshasa criminal spirits is tantamount to seeking the skin of a tiger. What's more, Fengtian Realm will not let him go."
Some monks whispered.
Xie Qingcheng looked at Immortal King Yanyang not far away, with a complicated expression and strong hatred in his eyes, and walked slowly over.
Immortal King Yanyang understood everything when he saw King Jin who died tragically and King Yunyou in Su Zimo's hand.
Then, he saw a man with scars on his face walking towards him, his fists clenched, and his eyes seemed to be able to spit out two flames.
It seems that due to being too excited, the scar on this man's face was slightly distorted, making him look extremely ferocious.
"and who are you?"
Immortal King Yanyang, as the king of a country, even if he has fallen to this level, still has the proud posture of an Immortal King, he asked coldly.