Chapter 115

When the little fat man left Su Zimo's cave mansion, he was still full of doubts, and his expression was in a trance.

In the realm of comprehension, there are some clever body-refining techniques, but they have never heard of the kind of body-refining techniques that can be used to grab weapons with bare hands.

And unscathed!

I am afraid that even the monster race, which is known for its powerful physical body, would not dare to do this easily, right?

The little fat man suddenly recalled the scene of worshipping into the sect.

Su Zimo carried him on his back, and was able to deal with the spirit demon-level cranes on the steep mountain wall.

The little fat man frowned, and suddenly recalled that at the moment when the giant axe collided with Su Zimo's palm, in addition to the muffled noise, there were some weird sounds.

It was like a sharp sound hitting the weapon.

Because of the sudden incident, the little fat man didn't think much about it. Looking back on it now, it's a bit weird.

The little fat man subconsciously took out his giant axe, his eyes swept away, his pupils shrank instantly, the hairs on his neck stood up, his eyes were full of horror!

On the face of this giant axe, there were five small holes!

The little fat man took a deep breath, suppressed the shock in his heart, stretched out his palm, and made gestures on the axe.

Grabbing his palm on the axe blade, the place where the fingers fell is exactly the location of the five potholes!

Guru!

The little fat man swallowed with a move of his throat.

The little fat man quickly put away the giant axe, adjusted a little to stabilize his mind, and then left the place.

...

In the cave.

Su Zimo looked at his palm and sighed softly.

Just now, he only wanted to pick up Fatty's axe empty-handed just on a whim. Unexpectedly, he couldn't suppress the power of blood, forcing out sharp nails like a knife.

This scene was seen by the little fat man, there may not be anything, but if it falls into the eyes of the sect predecessors, it is likely to attract suspicion, and even expose his own demon blood!

"This matter is a trouble after all." Su Zimo shook his head, a look of worry hung between his eyebrows.

At this time, there is still one month left before the end of the year.

Su Zimo's cultivation has just broken through to the eighth level of Qi Condensation.

Su Zimo removed the refining cauldron from the storage bag again.

With this month's time left, how could Su Zimo also cultivate the Sancai Sword Formation? It would be better to practice the Liuhe Sword Formation, so that he could beat Feng Haoyu.

The prerequisite for practicing sword formation is to refine a set of flying swords.

Su Zimo already has one of the low-grade flying swords, and he still needs to refine five more.

Refining low-grade flying swords is no longer a problem for Su Zimo.

Su Zimo had spiritual help on gathering spirits, and the success rate was 100%, but it was not yet possible to refine middle-grade spiritual weapons for unknown reasons.

One day later, Su Zimo finally refined five low-grade flying swords and assembled a set.

In this cave mansion, Su Zimo recalled the contents of the Sancai Sword Formation and began to practice.

If you want to set up a sword formation, you have extremely high requirements for the control of the flying sword, and you must be accurate in order to set up the formation successfully.

Fortunately, with the help of the little fat man last month, Su Zimo has already laid the foundation in the art of swordsmanship. Now what needs to be practiced is how to control multiple flying swords.

...

In the last month, the atmosphere in Wufeng was obviously tense.

Most of the disciples are practicing in retreat in their respective caves, preparing to show off their demeanor in Wufeng Art.

The fluctuations caused by the mysterious intruders on the previous formation gradually calmed down.

In the last period of time, the identity of the mysterious intruder has once become the most popular topic among Wufeng disciples, and people are inferring and guessing almost every day.

As the new year approaches, people discussing this matter have gradually become scarce.

On this day, a bell rang from the Misty Palace, adding up to five sounds.

Wufeng more art, officially started!

Many disciples of the trial came out of the cave house one after another, shaking their spirits, and galloping towards Qifeng.

Wufeng Juyi is divided into five days.

As Qifeng and Danfeng are the weakest, according to the arrangements of previous years, the two peaks are arranged on the first day and the second day.

But this year is different.

The battle between Feng Haoyu and Su Zimo is well known in Wufeng.

Coincidentally, the two will also participate in the Qifeng and Danfeng competitions at the same time. Whether it is refining equipment or alchemy, it consumes spiritual energy, physical strength, and mind.

In order to ensure that the two can have the peak state to participate in the competition between the two peaks, Wufeng's first seat decided to separate the two peaks this year.

On the first day, Qifeng is more artful.

The next day, Fu Feng was more artful.

On the third day, Dan Feng was more artistic.

On the fourth day, the formation was more artistic.

On the fifth day, Lingfeng was more artistic.

Lingfeng is the most watched of the five peaks and will be placed at the end every year.

The reason why Feng Haoyu was arranged to compete in the front was also to allow Feng Haoyu to have a rest after Dan Feng competed and prepare for Lingfeng competence.

Qifeng is more artistic and held in the refining hall of Qifeng.

On the first day, outside the Refining Hall, Wufeng disciples almost gathered, and there were even many disciples from the inner sect.

On Qifeng, there has never been such a lively time.

At a glance, the crowd is densely packed.

The reason for this is because the Qifeng Competition on the first day is also the first contest between Feng Haoyu and Su Zimo!

Much attention!

Everyone wants to know whether Feng Haoyu, who is the leader of Lingfeng with Feng Linggen, is better on the refining tool, or Su Zimo, who has cultivated a third-level spiritual fire, has the last laugh.

Prior to this, Wufeng disciples had been betting privately to see who would win.

In the refining hall, the first seat of the five peaks is sitting in the front.

Below are more than a hundred participating disciples.

The disciples who watched the battle could only stand outside the hall, and could not enter it, so as not to disturb the refining process of the sect disciple.

"Get out, get out!"

There was a rant from the crowd, and it seemed that someone had arrived.

The crowd parted on both sides, revealing a passage.

An air trainer wearing a purple robe with his hands on his back, pacing, looked aloof, and walked into the refining hall. It was Feng Haoyu who had come to participate in the competition!

"Awesome, it's condensed to a great accomplishment!"

"Hmph, more than that, let me tell you, a month and a half ago, Senior Brother Feng had already condensed his Qi to a great accomplishment, and now he is only one step away from entering the foundation building!"

"I don't know what level of Su Zimo's cultivation is now. If the difference is too far, there is really nothing to expect from the last two people's discussions."

At this moment, another shout rang out from the crowd: "Su Zimo is here!"

Everyone looked sideways.

Not far away, Su Zimo's sword came, still wearing a blue shirt, his expression calm, and it seemed that there was no pressure.

"what!"

A disciple couldn't help but sneered and said, "I'm not mistaken, am I just condensing the eighth layer?"

"Haha, I really made you right. There is a difference of two levels. In the final battle, you will know the result without having to fight." Another disciple shook his head and smiled, his eyes could not hide the contempt.

"If I were Su Zimo, I would give up as soon as possible to save time and be beaten so badly in full view, which would be embarrassing."