Boom !!!
Yuan Zhan and Magic Tie played against it, and the power was shocking.
Both of them are the peak martial arts of the Nine Lingwu Realm. Each blow has a trend of swallowing mountains and rivers.
However, the strength of the two is not much different, and they fight dozens of tricks to each other, and they stop.
The magic iron face was iron -blue, but he couldn't help Yuan Zhan at all.
"Yuan Zhan, this kid slaughtered the disciples of Xuanji Zong, the sin cannot be forgiven."
Magic Tie was angry: "You have been protecting him once, but he can't protect him for a lifetime."
"joke!"
Yuan Zhan sneered and said, "You Xuanji Disciple, killing me Tianyue's disciples is not merciless, so ruthless, do we still have to stay with you?"
"snort!"
Magic Tielng hum, but he was speechless.
"Battle, do you want to continue?"
Yuan Zhan was in a good mood, and asked with a smile.
The magic iron was gloomy, his eyes flashed, and the sound of cold voice said: "Of course, we must continue. In the next few rounds of battles, we will even ask this generation of profit. I do n’t know if you dare you dare?"
Magic Tie's heart was very annoyed. The first two rounds were invincible, but in the third round, it lost so thoroughly.
Compared with the third round of losses, the victory in the first two rounds is not worth mentioning.
More than thirty disciples!
It's all damaged!
Among them, the elder disciples of Xuanjizong inner door, super genius of the nine -level martial arts of the human level.
If he attacked Guanwu City this time, he could not achieve a proud record, and he would definitely bear the anger of Xuan Jizong.
"Hehe! Why not dare!"
Yuan Zhan sneered.
Although Yuan Zhan was not sure of the other four disciples, there was a genius with super strong power.
However, after the campaign of Su Mo, he was full of confidence in his disciples of the four major sects.
"Okay! Don't waste time, continue!"
Immediately, Yuan Zhan and Magic Iron each back.
Before leaving, Magic Tie stared at Su Mo fiercely, and the killing of his eyes flashed.
The two returned to their respective camps, and they were preparing to announce that the four warriors of Lingwu Realm played.
Suddenly it was stunned.
I saw a moon white figure rushing to the field again.
The figure is not someone else, it is Su Mo.
Su Mo returned to the battlefield again.
Everyone is doubtful.
The battle of Lingwujing Triple has ended.
What does Su Mo meant again?
Just as the crowd was doubtful, Su Mo's cold eyes glanced at the magic iron opposite, and immediately fell into the camp of Xuanjizong disciples.
"Xuanji Zong, the disciple of the four -fighter realm of Lingwu Realm, can you dare to fight in one battle?"
Su Mo's voice is not loud, and he can listen to everyone's ears, which is comparable to thunder.
What?
Everyone stays again.
This guy killed the three warriors of Xuanjizong Lingwu, and began to challenge the four warriors of Lingwu Realm?
Everyone's hearts were shocked, and even the magic iron and Yuan Zhan opened their eyes widened.
The face is full of faces.
This ... this can no longer be described by arrogance!
Even if Yuan Zhan was the commander of the Tianyue National Army, Su Mo belonged to the same camp.
I can't help but twitch.
The magic iron on the opposite side trembled.
The blood of the magic iron's face rose, which was the blood in his body, and he was poured into his head.
Too proud!
Too arrogant!
It's so arrogant!
This is no longer despised!
Contempt!
Just ignore!
Su Mo swept the order martial arts, and challenged the warriors at the high level.
It is simply that the iron forestry and martial arts are as good as the earth, such as dung!
The magic iron was angry, and tens of thousands of troops of Tielin Guo were also angry. The disciples of Xuanjizong were even more angry.
For a moment, Magic Iron gradually suppressed the anger in my heart, and thought in my heart.
Isn't this the opportunity to kill this son?
Although you have an extraordinary fighting power and surpass the martial arts of the same level, can you be invincible if you fight more than?
You can fight over the level, and other geniuses of other Lingwu Realm can also fight more than the level.
The magic iron sneered in his heart, he absolutely did not believe that the battle of Su Mo Yue could still be invincible.
Immediately, Magic Tie looked at the disciples of Xuanji Zong not far around him.
"Who are you willing to fight?" Magic Tie asked.
More than 200 disciples of Xuanji Zong, because more than thirty people died, are now less than two hundred.
Among them, the disciples of Lingwu Realm have nearly 30 people.
Nearly 30 disciples of Lingwu Realm have different complexions.
Everyone was silent for a while.
These disciples are not fools. Although they are extremely angry, they also know that with Su Mo's combat power, the general disciples of the Lingwu realm, it is definitely not his opponent.
Only the disciples of Lingwu realm with super strong power can fight with Su Mo.
"I'll go!"
A young man with a thin cheeks groaning for a moment, looking at Su Mo, who was far away, said to others: "This person is arrogant and no one in his eyes. Since he has to challenge the level, if we don't kill him, it will be a huge shame to us.
"
The young man's face was gloomy like iron, and his murder was extremely strong.
"What do you have to grasp, kill this person?"
Magic Iron asked.
"Five or six points to grasp!"
The young man sighed and said dignified.
"Five or six points?"
Zhong Xuanji Zong's brother heard the words silently.
Brother Wu's strength is already extremely powerful among the four warriors of Lingwu Realm.
He once fought more than two hundred moves with the five warriors of the Lingwu Realm, and it was still conducive to invincible.
And now, dealing with a three -descent warrior in Lingwu Realm actually said that there is only five or six points!
Everyone sighed. They understood that Brother Wu was not aspirations to have the ambition and destroy themselves.
The young man on the field does have this strength.
"Brother Wu, we believe you, you will be able to kill this person!"
A few disciples were silent for a moment, and said firmly: "We Xuanji Disciples will not lose to anyone."
"Haha! Don't worry, I will use this person's head to commemorate the damaged masters!"
The young man suddenly laughed, and his body suddenly rushed out.
In Su Moao's position, he saw the youth of Xuanji Zong on the court, and a strand of fine mang flashed in his eyes.
Su Mo Ben has no plans to cross the challenge.
Sweeping the record of the other person in the same steps, it has already made the limelight, and the record is dazzling enough.
After the battle, he wanted to end and quit the battle.
However, he did not expect that Magic Tie actually shot him suddenly, letting him almost die.
Su Mo is naturally very angry.
Therefore, he decided to continue fighting.
Kill! Kill enough! Kill until they are cold!
Well!
Xuan Jizong's weight loss youth is extremely fast, and the lack of films came to Su Mo for a while, opposite Su Mo.
"Your arrogance will give you the price of your life."
Xuan Jizong's thin young man's eyes were cold, and said coldly.
"Then it depends on you, have you have this strength!"
Su Mo glanced at each other, his tone was bland.
"kill!"
Chapter completed!