I dress up as a villain lady and you call me the light of righteousness?

Not long after he finished speaking, a sword energy suddenly broke through the space controlled by the formation and appeared in front of Zong Xiucheng.

Zong Xiucheng's expression changed slightly, and as soon as he stepped on his feet, his figure suddenly disappeared, but another sword energy struck him!

Su Zuo didn't draw his sword in this direction at all.

It’s the law of space!

Su Zuo can assassinate him without going into battle!

Zong Xiucheng's expression became increasingly gloomy, and the formation at Su Zuo's feet turned blood red in an instant!

The aura of killing filled the air, and wherever Su Zui passed by, there would be terrifying ripples of spiritual energy. The aftermath seemed to be slowly eroding the original formations on the battlefield, and being there was like walking in a sea of ​​blood.

The thunder that fell between the formations was like a punishment from heaven, blazing white and dazzling. The thunder light shattered under her sword, and countless sword energy exploded, protecting her whole body with its destructive power.

With a flash of sword light, Su Zuo had already burst out and pierced Zong Xiucheng's heart with his sword.

Zong Xiucheng stared at her, his figure blurred, he raised his hands slightly, and in an instant, multiple formations exploded at the same time.

Su Zuo was at the core of the formation's explosion, and she flashed dozens of feet away in an instant, with many killing formations chasing her.

Rumbling--

Zong Xiucheng's body was shattering, his clothes were soaked with blood, and the sword energy stabbed him full of holes, but it did not affect his layout.

Formations appeared one after another at Su Zuo's feet, and the aura became more and more terrifying. The fine sand on the field was completely crushed into powder, and the fierce offensive almost concealed Su Zuo's figure.

Suddenly, she stepped on the ground, and the complex formations suddenly swelled and enveloped her body. However, when she looked back, her eyes were empty.

boom!

A sword energy from nowhere penetrated Zong Xiucheng's sea of ​​consciousness, and his soul suddenly appeared, and dissipated under the sword energy the next second.

The soul is destroyed!

The controller disappeared, the formations scattered in the field stagnated, and finally began to dissipate, and many unactivated killing formation imprints were also disappearing.

Seeing this scene, even the monks in the world of heaven and humans cursed in their hearts, crazy!

If they hadn't known about Zong Xiucheng's methods and stayed far enough away from him, this man would have killed us without distinguishing between friend and foe.

Su Zuo killed him once to eliminate the serious problem.

Su Zui stood there and closed her eyes. The true dragon bloodline technique in her body was running wildly, but it could not completely resist the astonishing power. If Zong Xiucheng wanted to kill the person who did not understand the formation, he might succeed.

After a moment, she wiped away the blood from the corner of her mouth, her eyes still as calm and sharp as ever: "Who else wants to fight?"

More than ten figures rushed toward her at the same time, more people than Su Zuo saw when she first entered the competition field. There were also monks from other ranked fields who heard the news and joined the battle one after another.

In the martial arts competition, whoever wants to stand out must face such consequences.

Siege!

Some monks had already formed an alliance before the game, but it was impossible for Su Zuo to form an alliance with others, so he had to face a more severe situation.

Su Zuo discovered that more people cared about this ranking than she thought.

This martial arts competition is not as small as the senior sister said, and it is not even as big as usual. She thought she didn't have to kill people, but she really thought less!

Most people were not as good as the first opponent Su Zuo faced. The Half-Step Sword Master was a martial artist after all, and his defense was not that easy.

Su Zuo's figure appeared elusive. He first picked out the monks whose defenses were not strong enough and killed several of them with one sweep of his sword. Some of those who did not hide quickly enough even lost their souls.

After fighting for a while, Su Zuo found that none of their attacks were as strong as the formation cultivator named Zong Xiucheng.

Maybe that formation cultivator found that he couldn't win the first place, so he simply failed and died early and was resurrected early.

Otherwise, if he joins forces with others, it will make Su Zui more difficult.

After swinging his sword countless times, Su Zuo suddenly noticed a hidden aura behind him rushing down from a high place.

She was standing not far from the high platform in the center of the field. When she turned around, she saw that the ugly sculpture was still watching the show with grinning teeth, which made her a little unhappy.

The assassin was hiding on the stone steps. His heart trembled when he met her eyes, and his movements became faster.

laugh!

Su Zuo moved his fingertips, and a sword energy flashed through the air and slashed the opponent away.

Countless corpses on the ground were completely dead, and just bringing these people back to life would consume a huge amount of resources.

Su Zuo frowned slightly, the murderous intent still lingering in his eyes, and the hem of his clothes and boots were soaked in blood.

Finally there was no one around her.

She glanced in the distance and saw that some people were leaving to compete for the second or third place, because there was no flaw to be found here.

So Su Zuo walked a few steps, climbed the stone steps, walked up step by step, and stood in front of the huge sculpture.

The beast head that looked like a demon but not a demon was staring ahead with a ferocious expression.

She raised her sword for a moment, and before anyone else could notice the sign of her attack, a flash of sword light flashed, a smooth crack appeared on the sculpture, and the animal head fell down!

boom!

The whole place was silent!

After a while, the same voice announcing the start of the final round announced: "Number one on the Central War Realm Martial Arts Ranking..."

"Jietian Realm, Su Zuo!"

A hammer!

All the ongoing disputes on the battlefield were suspended, looking towards the central high platform.

The first stone platform is condescending, and so is the girl standing on it.

She can still stand!

The winner of the first place is determined faster than the other two places, which is a rare thing in the martial arts rankings.

Su Zuo won this position entirely through recklessness, without any plan, just by beating hard.

Whether it is the first time to watch the martial arts competition or the monks who have watched many previous martial arts competitions, they all feel that they have learned a lot.

"Is it true that Jietian Realm got the leader?!"

"Sword Master! Sword Master! The same person can do it?! It's so outrageous!"

"Obviously he is not a monk in the world of heaven and man, but he can kill so many proud men of heaven! How could his youth be so exciting!"

"This boy is truly formidable. He must be one of the very few in the Jie Tian Realm!"

"..."

On the stone platform, Su Zuo stood still for a few seconds after hearing the ranking announcement, feeling a little confused.

"How is this going to end?"

Of course, she was too lazy to leave and wanted to take a rest.

Su Zuo stood in the best viewing position to watch the battle between the second and third place, and began to watch the excitement from a distance.

Some monks met her eyes unintentionally and did not dare to look at her for a long time. They only felt that her eyes were lazy, but also like two cold pools, so murderous.

As expected, he is a madman from the Heaven Jie Realm!

Su Zuo was in a daze for a while. In fact, it didn't take long before he recovered his spiritual power and simply left with his sword.

After winning the martial arts ranking, the official will issue a certificate symbolizing the ranking.

However, most of the victorious monks did not last long enough to go through this process.

Su Zuo didn't wait for the second and third place to decide the winner. He couldn't get the token until one day later.

Since the senior sister and the protector were meeting guests, Su Zuo went to get the prize alone.

On the first floor of the inn, a young man with a sword handed her a jade token. The jade token was a storage artifact. It was very delicately carved. It marked the logo and ranking of the Central War Realm Martial Ranking, and contained rewards inside. .

The reward was three fairy fruits that Su Zui had no idea of. They seemed to be picked from some fairy tree. Su Zui was not familiar with medicinal herbs, so he couldn't recognize them.

The young man introduced the uses of fairy fruit, and then started poaching.

"I come from the Celestial Sword Sect. If you join our sect, I can give you several of these fairy fruits every month to ensure that you can cultivate to the Holy Realm."

"With your qualifications, as long as you work hard, you will definitely become a disciple of the Sword Immortal in the future, and it is not impossible to even ascend to the Immortal Realm. That would be a supreme honor. Even your teacher will be happy for you."