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Chapter 1165

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"We can stop the battle,"

Su Zimo nodded and said.

Although the demon army had just been released and had yet to fight to their heart's content, none of the demons stood out to object.

Su Zimo had absolute prestige in Howling Moon Mountain!

Bai Ling Daojun and the others heaved a sigh of relief when they heard that.

If Su Zimo had persisted, none of them could guarantee that they would have been able to leave Qian Heaven City alive!

That cold-looking black-robed fiend demon was way too frightening.

Up till this point of the battle, as long as he closed in, nobody could escape!

"However …"

Su Zimo changed the topic and swept his gaze across Bai Ling Daojun and the others, saying slowly, "There has to be an explanation for this battle!"

"What do you want?"

Bai Ling Daojun asked with a frown.

"It's not about what I want, it's about what you should do,"

Su Zimo said coldly, "I've never violated the rules of the North Region Dao Meet right from the beginning."

Everyone was silent.

That was the truth and no one could refute it.

In fact, at the beginning, there were cultivators who provoked Su Zimo but the latter merely suppressed them without killing them.

If not for the fact that Bai Ling Daojun and the others gave the order for the paragons of the sect to surround Su Zimo and the others, this battle would not have happened!

Bai Ling Daojun and the others were mostly responsible for the deaths of some cultivators!

"I don't have any feuds with most of you cultivators and I don't want to kill all of you,"

Su Zimo said.

Sweeping his gaze across the crowd, he could clearly see the panic, confusion, fear and helplessness on the faces of many cultivators.

Many of them were innocent to begin with.

After a slight pause, Su Zimo looked at Bai Ling Daojun and the others and said indifferently, "However, you guys have to give me an explanation."

Bai Ling Daojun and the others had terrible expressions.

They had indeed misjudged the outcome of this battle.

They had underestimated the strength of Araki Takeshi and the others. They also did not expect that Araki Takeshi would have such a powerful backup that he could summon an army of ten thousand demons!

Bai Ling Daojun was silent for a long time. Then, he stepped forward and cupped his hands slightly. He lowered his head and said in a low voice, "Araki Takeshi, I was wrong in this matter!"

The crowd of cultivators was shocked!

What sort of figure was Daolord Whitesky?

As the leader of the Ouyang aristocratic family to participate in the North Region Dao Meet, he was also one of the hosts of this Dao Meet. But now, he was bowing down and apologizing to a Void Reversion!

Not to mention the Ouyang Family, even in the entire Northern Region, Bai Ling Daojun was famous.

But now, he lowered his head to Araki Takeshi.

When the Dharma Daojun of the other upper sects saw this, they shook their heads and sighed. They stood out and bowed down to admit their mistakes.

Su Zimo remained silent with a calm expression and did not leave.

The demons behind him were motionless and silent!

His figure was a little frail, as though he could not withstand a gust of wind. However, when he stood in front of the army of ten thousand demons, he exuded an unparalleled aura that intimidated everything!

Gantian City was completely silent.

Bai Ling Daojun looked at the green-robed man and his expression changed repeatedly. Finally, a ruthless glint flashed through his eyes, as though he had made up his mind.

Suddenly, Bai Ling Daojun summoned a flying sword from his storage bag.

The sword emitted five Dharmic patterns and had a chilling aura that was sharp!

After taking out the flying sword, Bai Ling Daojun did not attack Su Zimo. Instead, he turned the sword around and spun it in his palm!

Poof!

Blood flashed!

Bai Ling Daojun had severed the pinky of his left hand!

The crowd was in an uproar!

"Dao Lord! Why did you have to do this?! "

A few cultivators of the Ouyang aristocratic family rushed forward with shocked expressions and shouted, "At most, we'll fight them to the death!"

Bai Ling Daojun shook his head with a tragic expression. "Forget it, I was foolish for this matter. Even if I severed a finger, it won't be enough to exchange for the lives of my clansmen. After this matter is over, I'll definitely return to the clan to receive my punishment! "

Su Zimo's gaze shifted to the Dharma Daojun of the other upper sects.

Some of the Dharma Daojun were decisive and imitated Bai Ling Daojun by severing a finger.

Some of them had hesitant expressions and hesitated for a long time before enduring the pain and severing a finger.

Actually, severing a finger was already the lightest punishment.

For Dharma Daojun, it did not affect their combat strength at all.

Furthermore, if they could cultivate to the Conjoint Body realm, they could regrow their severed fingers!

However, some of the Dharma Daojun truly felt guilty while others cursed internally out of resentment.

In the crowd, You Lan had a conflicted expression when she saw that.

She vaguely understood why Su Zimo did not kill them.

That was because even if he killed them, there might be other princesses and highnesses who would step forward.

However, if they were to witness this scene, they would never have the thought of reviving their countries for the rest of their lives.

Not only that, after they returned, they would not let anyone else attempt to revive their countries and fight against the green-robed man!

Even the Conjoint Body Mighty Figures of the North Region would not be able to make the Dharma Daojun of the upper sects and aristocratic families lower their heads and sever their fingers to apologize!

As long as Araki Takeshi was alive, they would never be able to revive their countries!

This was not a joke.

Su Zimo's expression was unchanged as he waved his hand. "Let's go."

Linghu summoned the Demon Sealing Diagram once more.

The incomplete beast hide floated in midair and emitted a strange demonic power. The fiend demons that were initially scattered in Qian Heaven City soared into the air one after another.

The bodies of the group of demons kept shrinking until they turned into a light spot and disappeared into the beast skin.

In the blink of an eye, monkey, Linghu, Night Spirit, Golden Lion, Cacao and Nien Qi were the only ones left behind Su Zimo.

Monkey looked at the many cultivators opposite him and spat with a disdainful expression before turning to leave.

Su Zimo and the others left as well.

After taking a few steps, Su Zimo paused in his tracks and frowned slightly, murmuring softly, "I almost forgot that there's something I haven't settled."

The hearts of the crowd had just calmed down when they heard that when they heard that, they tensed up once more!

Su Zimo turned around and swept his gaze across the crowd. Before long, he found his target and said, "Feng Yan, come on out."

Dao Being Wind Flame of Glass Palace!

"Araki Takeshi, what are you trying to do?"

Dao Being Wind Flame had a fearless expression as he replied coldly, "I'm a disciple of Glass Palace. It's impossible for me to bow down and admit my mistakes!"

Glass Palace was one of the nine immortal sects and the only immortal sect in the North Region – they had their own pride.

"Glass Palace, what's the big deal?"

Su Zimo nodded and chuckled.

Before his laughter was finished, Su Zimo's figure suddenly darted forward. In a flash, he had already arrived before Dao Being Wind Flame!

"Kill!"

Dao Being Wind Flame's gaze shone brightly and he was fearless as he burst forth with his blood qi. Raising both fists, he smashed down viciously towards Su Zimo's head!

Swash!

A green shadow flashed and Su Zimo's figure vanished.

At the same time that he dodged Dao Being Wind Flame's fists, Su Zimo's body turned limp and coiled behind him like an anaconda, wrapping his arms tightly around Dao Being Wind Flame's throat!

Anaconda Coil!

Although it was difficult for Qinglian's true body to release the essence of that technique, this was a killing move from the Mystic Classic of the Twelve Demon Kings of the Great Wilderness after all!

"Fufufu!"

Dao Being Wind Flame's blood qi was blocked and his face turned purple. He could not say a single word and let out a strange sound from the depths of his throat.

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