Chapter eight hundred and twentieth see Song Yimo again
Back then, the battle for the Earth Ranking in Nanyuan was destroyed by the powerful men of the Yemo Tiangong. The few warriors who escaped were inexplicably included in the "Dibang Lu" and were hunted down by warriors all over the world.
Among them were Zhong Zihao and Song Yimo.
I remember that at that time, the two sides had an unknown fight and then fled. But I didn't expect that they would meet again in Quyun City today.
"His situation is very unfavorable!" Zhong Zihao had already judged it after a short observation.
The person fighting Song Yimo was a tall and slender man with long dark red hair that was not tied up and spread out in all directions due to the surging energy impact.
The most eye-catching thing is his pair of slightly sinister eyes, and his cultivation has steadily advanced to the late stage of the divine realm.
Zhong Zihao remembered that before returning to Yuntian Continent, Song Yimo was already ranked 33rd in the "Dibanglu". At this time, it seems that the latter's strength is no longer inferior to Liang Zhan back then, and he can definitely be ranked in the top 20.
within.
Then, the young strong man who fought against Song Yimo must also be a strong man on the earth rankings, and be among the best.
Suddenly, through the crowd, he discovered that Ye Hanfeng was also present. However, this guy was seriously injured at this time. There was a middle-aged man with an elegant temperament supporting him next to him, his face full of anxiety.
Beside them, the warriors who were watching the battle all stood back, for fear of being misunderstood and having anything to do with them.
"Whoosh!"
Zhong Zihao didn't stop, and used brute force to push through the crowd, and instantly appeared in front of Ye Hanfeng, asking: "What's going on?"
"Boss, save Song Yimo quickly. He got involved in this decisive battle because of me."
Ye Hanfeng suddenly saw Zhong Zihao, his eyes lit up, and he seemed to have thought of something. He changed his voice and said, "But this person is the tenth ranked You Tong on the Earth Ranking, and his strength is unfathomable!"
In his memory, his boss's fighting prowess was incredible, but compared with You Tong, there was still a long way to go. The outcome of being involved in this turmoil would not be much different from Song Yimo's.
However, Zhong Zihao didn't think about it that much. Since Song Yimo was in danger because of Ye Hanfeng, he couldn't stand by and watch.
"Young master, please don't be impulsive!" The middle-aged man next to him also spoke to stop him.
"Uncle, don't worry, I'm sensible!"
Zhong Zihao saw that the face of this man was somewhat similar to that of Ye Hanfeng, and he had white hair, so he must be the latter's father.
However, he really didn't want to act rashly, because You Tong's strength was extraordinary, and even if he took action, he was not sure of defeating the opponent.
At this moment, the situation in the field suddenly changed.
"Boom!"
The giant double axes held by You Tong collided with each other, and an invisible wave spread throughout the audience. Everyone heard a shrieking and harsh sound that went straight to the sea of soul consciousness. Everyone was so frightened that their faces turned pale and they quickly retreated.
At the same time, two shocking ax lights, one in front and one behind, condensed into one force, and the world continued to vibrate, striking at Song Yimo on the other side.
At this point in the battle, Song Yimo was almost exhausted. Seeing that this blow was inevitable, a look of madness flashed across his face, and all the remaining energy in his body surged.
In an instant, the cold light flashed, and the spirit snake mallet burst out with thousands of rays of light, turning into a huge tree covering the sky and crossing the heaven and the earth. Then a mouthful of blood essence spurted out, and a heaven-destroying and earth-destroying aura erupted from it and pushed forward.
Cracks in the void kept flashing.
"You still have a long way to go if you want to fight me to the death, unless you advance to the late stage of the Divine Realm!"
While You Tong snorted coldly, he moved his hand without stopping, and another golden ax light followed closely, intending to kill Song Yimo.
"Boom... boom!"
The center of the explosion was like a scorching sun erupting. The scorching light made people involuntarily close their eyes. When everyone opened their eyes, they saw that Song Yimo had fallen from mid-air.
Some people with good eyesight can still see that there is a wound of blood and flesh from his left shoulder to his right rib, with bones visible deep, which is shocking.
Even so, Yu Tong still refused to stop. He turned into a stream of light and threw himself out. He raised the heavy ax in his right arm, preparing to kill him on the spot.
Song Yimo was already furious. Looking at the huge ax that cut deep cracks in the void, a sad smile escaped from the corner of his mouth: I didn't expect that helping a friend once in a while was the price of his life. I don't know if it's worth it?
Because when he dies, Ye Hanfeng will probably not be spared, right?
It seems that in this world, until you are not strong enough, you still have to put your tail between your legs and be a human being.
In the blink of an eye, You Tong was approaching, and his ferocious smile was clearly visible. In the next moment, the giant ax could split him in half. Song Yimo laughed at himself, simply closed his eyes and stopped looking.
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"Keng!"
Suddenly, a clear sound of swords resounded, and immediately after, a heart-stopping aura of death filled the air.
Song Yimo only heard a loud noise, and amidst the terrifying fluctuations of Yuan Power, he was caught by someone.
"Brother Zhong?"
When he opened his eyes, what he saw was a face he hadn't seen for a long time. Compared with many years ago, this face had not changed at all. The only difference was that the aura fluctuations in the other person's body became more and more powerful.
"Who dares to sneak attack me!"
A loud shout came from mid-air, and You Tong stood high in the sky. Endless pressure rippled from his body. He stared at Zhong Zihao below with his gloomy eyes and roared.
"Ice Spirit!"
Zhong Zihao shouted softly and waited for Bing Ling to come to him before handing Song Yimo into his hands: "Stabilize his injury first."
"Master, do you need my help?"
When Bing Ling replied, she had already released a cold light, freezing Song Yimo's hideous wound, and asked.
"Need not!"
Before Zhong Zihao finished speaking, he had already jumped up and flew across the sky. Facing You Tong's vicious gaze, he shouted: "Your Excellency is one of the top ten strong men on the Earth Ranking. There seems to be no reason to challenge Song Yimo, right?"
"Challenge? Hahahaha!"
You Tong smiled disdainfully: "Does he deserve me to challenge him? I'm just here to avenge my friend. Who wants this guy to seek death on his own? I have to stop him."
"oh?"
Zhong Zihao realized instantly that the revenge the other party was talking about was probably aimed at Ye Hanfeng.
But his expression did not change: "Challenges on the Earth Ranking are always bloody and cruel. If you die, you will die. I can only blame your friend for his lack of strength."
"I also agree with what you said, so even if I kill the two of them, they are too weak to blame others." You Tong sneered, "Do you want to stand up for others?"
Zhong Zihao nodded slightly: "Go back, and the grudges between the two parties will be wiped out. Otherwise, there will be a vacant spot on the land list!"
He himself is also a very emotional person. It is difficult to find anything wrong with Yu Tong's reason of avenging his friends. However, these are just wishful thinking on his part.
As soon as these words came out, the whole place was so quiet that a pin drop could be heard. Immediately, a burst of laughter resounded throughout the place.
"Where did this guy come from?"
"Who does he think he is? Even Song Yimo can't defeat You Tong, how dare he speak in such a tone?"
"I think his cultivation level is not even as good as Song Yimo's. If he angers the other party, there is absolutely no chance of survival."
"..."
Not only them, but Father Ye also frowned deeply and asked Ye Hanfeng: "Feng'er, your friend..."
"I don't quite understand either."
Ye Hanfeng shook his head. Although he knew that Zhong Zihao's combat power was terrifying, he did not dare to have much confidence in this situation.
However, Qian Duoduo on the side looked at the sky with a passionate face. There was no trace of worry in his expression, he looked like he was just watching the fun.
Father Ye couldn't help but slander in his heart: This guy has become so fat, I guess all the growth inside his head is fat.