Chapter 328 - Final Battle
The battle royales in the five regions were gradually coming to an end.
The thousand odd cultivators in each region had whittled down to less than hundred – these remaining cultivators were the strongest ones with the most methods.
At the edge of the metal region, there was a huge, shimmering light screen that connected Heaven and Earth. There was no one nearby; even spirit demons would not linger around this area.
All of a sudden!
A figure slowly walked out of the light screen. His green robes were almost drenched in sweat and he could not conceal his fatigue.
After crossing the killing formation, the green-robed cultivator’s eyes were still closed as he sensed the long-awaited peace and tranquility around him. Letting out a deep sigh, he savored the feeling of life after escaping a calamity.
A long time later, the green-robed cultivator opened his eyes and stared into the distance with a deep gaze, murmuring, “Here I come!”
…
That person merely saw a flash before his eyes as a massive fist landed on his head heavily.
The next moment, that person felt a sharp pain in his head and lost consciousness completely.
Everyone was shocked.
Within a single round, that four meridian Foundation Establishment Cultivator died on the spot before he could even conjure his spirit art!
Everyone had heard that Su Zimo was strong in melee combat, but no one expected him to be this strong!
Everyone dispersed one after another, distancing themselves from Su Zimo.
Su Zimo’s gaze was burning and was locked on Feng Haoyu right from the beginning. His killing intent was intensifying and a chilling aura emanated from him, as though he was a ferocious beast that was treading through a sea of corpses!
Swoosh!
All of a sudden, a shimmering pair of spirit wings flapped from Feng Haoyu’s back. He soared into the air and looked at Su Zimo with a fake smile, his eyes filled with mockery.
On the other side, He Jiang of True Fire Sect hollered and his five meridian spirit energy exploded. The flying sword in his hand quivered slightly, shining with three spirit lights – it was a superior-grade flying sword.
“Go!”
He Jiang hid far away and pointed forward.
The sword seemed to be burning with a layer of flame as it streaked across the void. Even the air burned and produced an explosive sound.
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
At least dozens of flying swords shot out with ferocious auras and they were all aimed at the same target – Su Zimo!
Stunned, little fatty was rooted on the ground as the sight of everything sent chills down his spine.
“Bro, crush the jade talisman!” Little fatty yelled.
The only way for them to survive such an intense attack was to crush the escape jade talisman!