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Chapter 328

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The chaotic battles in the five regions were gradually coming to an end.

Of the thousand odd cultivators in each region, there were less than a hundred left. The remaining cultivators were the strongest and had the most tricks up their sleeves.

At the edge of the metal region, there was a gigantic, gorgeous light screen that connected the heavens and earth. There was no one nearby and even spirit demons would not linger here.

All of a sudden!

A figure passed through the light screen and walked out slowly. His green robes were almost drenched in sweat and he could not conceal the fatigue in his eyes.

After passing through the killing formation, the green-robed cultivator's eyes were still closed as he enjoyed the peace and tranquility that he had not experienced in a long time. He heaved a long sigh of relief and experienced the feeling of surviving a calamity.

A long time later, he opened his eyes and looked into the distance with a deep gaze, murmuring softly, "I'm here!"



It was impossible to survive to the end by hiding in the Five Elements Umbrella.

There were countless birds and beasts in every region of the Five Elements Umbrella. If an outsider were to linger in a certain region for too long, they would definitely be hunted down by spirit demons and a battle would break out. Naturally, their whereabouts would be exposed.

Even if they were lucky enough to escape the initial chaotic battles, when there were only 50 people left in a region, they would be teleported to the center of the region for the final battle no matter where they were.

This was the final battle and everything depended on one's strength.

At the center of the metal region.

50 streaks of light flashed and figures appeared out of thin air one after another. Most of them were stained with blood and some were slightly injured.

There were only a few people who were dressed neatly and were calm.

Among them, there was a 'corpse' that was teleported here as well. It laid on the ground motionlessly with a plump body. Its face was a mess of flesh and blood and its appearance could no longer be seen clearly. There was a ghastly wound on its neck.

In reality, if it was truly a corpse, it would not have been teleported here.

But now that the 50 cultivators were suddenly gathered in one place, all of them were extremely nervous and retreated as though they were facing a great enemy. None of them paid attention to the corpse on the ground at all.

True Fire Sect's He Jiang held a small tripod in his left hand and a flying sword in his right. Surveying his surroundings, his gaze landed on someone and froze with a strong killing intent!

Hands behind his back, Feng Haoyu had an arrogant expression as he looked around casually. Suddenly, he narrowed his eyes and laughed.

Initially, the attention of the other cultivators was on Feng Haoyu and He Jiang, the two five meridian Foundation Establishment Cultivators.

Now, the crowd couldn't help but follow their gazes when they saw the strange expressions on their faces.

Not far away, a green-robed cultivator stood there with a calm expression. He had delicate features and looked like a weak scholar who could not even truss a chicken.

"Su Zimo!"

"Mr. Mo!"

Cries of surprise came from the crowd.

The flesh on the face of the corpse on the ground suddenly moved.

"Su Zimo, I didn't expect you to last until now. You've really impressed me." Feng Haoyu laughed and clapped his hands.

With the appearance of Su Zimo, the situation on the field suddenly changed subtly.

Many cultivators began to have their eyes on Su Zimo.

A perfect spirit artifact was simply too attractive to everyone!

If they could snatch Su Zimo's storage bag and crush their escape jade talismans to leave this place, it wouldn't be a problem even if they lost the right to fight for the Spirit Ranking!

"Su Zimo, you killed my younger brother! I'll make you pay with your blood!" He Jiang's voice was bone-chilling with endless hatred.

The surrounding cultivators summoned their flying swords one after another and glared at Su Zimo with greed in their eyes.

Feng Haoyu observed the situation calmly and shrugged his shoulders gently, saying in a relaxed manner, "Seems like I don't have to make a move anymore. Su Zimo, you're the target of everyone right now and nobody's going to help you."

The moment Feng Haoyu said that, the corpse on the ground suddenly leaped up.

Its plump body was unusually agile as it rolled on the ground and arrived before a cultivator. Reaching out with its chubby palm, it crushed the escape jade talisman on the cultivator's waist.

That person was stunned and before he could react, he was teleported out of the Five Elements Umbrella by a beam of light.

Reaching out with its sleeves, the corpse wiped off the flesh on its face and the fake bloodstains on its neck, revealing a chubby, round face – it was Little Fatty of Misty Peak.

Little Fatty pointed at Feng Haoyu and cursed, "What bullsh * t are you spouting, you traitor? I'm not human!"

Little Fatty ran to Su Zimo's side and whispered, "Bro, don't panic! I'll help you! If not, we'll crush the jade talisman and leave! "

In reality, if not for the fact that he was worried that Su Zimo would be fighting alone, Little Fatty's plan of pretending to be a corpse and taking advantage of the situation would not be a problem for him to last till the end.

Little Fatty was not the only one who could think of such a method.

However, he was the only one with the thickest skin.

There were more than a hundred thousand cultivators outside as well as the Perfected Jin Dan of the various sects watching – which cultivator would be shameless enough to pretend to be dead and get away with it?

Su Zimo patted Little Fatty on the shoulder and gestured for him to be at ease before turning around and saying coldly, "Feng Haoyu, cut the crap. Hand over your life!"

The moment he said that, Su Zimo walked towards Feng Haoyu at a moderate speed.

"Go!"

The eyes of a cultivator at the front lit up as he suddenly attacked. Wielding a flying sword with one hand, he stabbed it towards Su Zimo's glabella while conjuring a spirit art with his other hand.

Su Zimo executed Divine Steed Fleeting and sped up, leaving a series of afterimages in midair. Dodging the incoming flying sword by a hair's breadth, he arrived before the person instantly.

The person merely felt his vision blur as a gigantic fist descended and smashed heavily on his head.

The next moment, the person felt a sharp pain in his head and lost consciousness completely.

Everyone was shocked.

In a single exchange, this four meridian Foundation Establishment Cultivator died on the spot before he could even conjure a spirit art.

Previously, they heard that Su Zimo was strong in melee combat but they did not expect him to be this strong!

Everyone dispersed and distanced themselves from Su Zimo.

Su Zimo's burning gaze was fixed on Feng Haoyu the entire time. His killing intent intensified and he exuded a sinister aura, as though he was a ferocious beast that had walked out of a sea of corpses!

Swoosh!

Suddenly, a pair of shimmering wings extended from Feng Haoyu's back and he soared into the air, looking at Su Zimo with a fake smile and mockery in his eyes.

On the other side, He Jiang of True Fire Sect hollered and his five meridian spirit energy burst forth. The flying sword in his palm quivered gently and shone with three spirit lights – it was a superior-grade flying sword.

"Go!"

Hiding far away, He Jiang pointed forward.

There seemed to be a thin layer of flames on the sword as it streaked through the void, causing the air to burn with a series of explosions.

Pshew! Pshew! Pshew!

There were at least dozens of flying swords that shot over with a chilling sword qi and a menacing sharpness. There was only a single target – Su Zimo!

Little Fatty froze on the spot. When he saw that, he felt his scalp prickle and his body turn cold.

"Bro, hurry and crush the jade talisman!" Little Fatty hollered.

The only way to survive such a ferocious attack was to crush the escape jade talisman!

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