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Su Mo took a gemstone sword and slammed it.
The sword light overlaps and forms a huge sword, and it turns to the left.
The sword was sharp and unremarkable, and the air slammed into tears.
At this moment, the entire station was silent.
The two countries, who were not far away from watching the war, stopped breathing, and countless pairs of eyes stared at the field.
Can Su Mo really beat Zuo Qiu?
Sky Moon Country is looking forward to everyone!
Xuanjizong discipline does not believe!
Zuo Qiu himself is more convinced that he will not lose.
Zuo Qiu has enough strength, he is not only Martial Spirit talent, but also martial arts understanding is extremely high.
Moreover, because he is the discipline of the Inner Sect nine elder, since he entered the Spiritual Martial, regardless of cultivation's Cultural Technique or martial skill, it is the Second Level High Grade.
Moreover, after hard work, the Second Level High Grade martial skill was trained by him to the small accomplishment peak realm.
This allowed him to win at the starting line, far more powerful than other Martial Artists of the same class.
Ordinary Spiritual Martial low-order Martial Artist, cultivation is only Second Level Low Grade martial arts, some background people can be cultivation to Second Level Middle Grade martial arts.
Far from being comparable to him.
Now, he has also applied the battle secret law 'violent technique', and the cultivation base has temporarily entered the Spiritual Martial Fourth Layer realm.
Such a strong strength, although still can not beat Su Mo, but he is absolutely convinced that Su Mo can not beat him.
Zuo Qiu’s eyes were dignified and stared at Su Mo from the attack.
Unmatched gray-white swords, up to three feet, dazzling, such as the galaxy falling for nine days, instantly hit the front of the left autumn.
“Qing Feng Sword Art – Falling in the UK!”
Zuo Qiu gave a big drink and once again exhibited his secret art, Qing Feng Sword Art.
Numerous sword lights have been sprinkling, and countless sword qis have slammed into the oncoming swords.
Oh!
"Hong!"
The swordsmanship is extremely sharp, and the powerful tears of numerous swords qi are on the Treasure Sword in the hands of Zuo Qiu.
Uh!
Zuo Qiu was shocked and snorted, and the figure couldn't help but retire 100 meters.
He hasn't breathed a sigh of relief, and Su Mo's figure flashed and he appeared again in front of him.
“Go to hell!”
Screaming, Su Mo figure suddenly rose to the sky.
Su Mo holds the sword in both hands, condescending, with the body of four spirits swirling to the extreme, massive True Qi into the hands of the sword, long sword light mans.
Immediately, the sword in Su Mo's hand slammed down.
"Wind Sword Art – Wind and Magic!"
Under the sword, the momentum is shocking.
This style is the ninth style of the wind magic Sword Art, which is the last style of the wind magic Sword Art, but also the strongest style of the wind magic Sword Art.
Roar!
At this moment, Su Mo's body once again appeared a giant elephant shadow, the giant elephant Yang Tianyu, the sound of mighty.
This is Su Mo's fleshly body power to the extreme.
Since the fleshly body's strength has soared, Ten Thousand Elephants Divine Art has made great progress, and as long as he fully exerts the power of the fleshly body, the giant elephant ghost will appear from him.
A violent sword, the speed is unparalleled, and instantly it is in front of Zuo Qiu.
Zuo Qiu’s eyes are suddenly and violent. In the face of such a violent and so fast sword, it is too late to evade. He has only two choices.
Either attack and attack, and force Su Mo's attack.
Either resist it and harden the sword.
Zuo Qiu chose the second.
Ah!
Zuo Qiu screamed, holding the sword in both hands, hands turned into a wind wheel, dancing wildly, and dancing another piece of sword in front of him.
The next moment, Su Mo's violent sword, squatting on the sword.
Oh…
Just as the cloth was torn apart, the sword curtain was like tofu, and it was torn apart.
The next moment, the two men's Treasure Sword slammed together.
"Hong!"
The two swords hit each other, and the left autumn body was shocked. The sleeves on the arms were instantly turned into powder and dissipated.
Then, the body of Zuo Qiu, as if encountering the Mount Taishan, the legs bent, slammed down.
Puff
In the next moment, Zuo Qiu’s mouth, ears, eyes, and nose were all spurted with blood.
Seven bloodshed!
Not only that, but Zuo Qiu’s arms, the flesh and blood of the skin have cracked, and the blood of the blush flows down from the arm.
"How……How could
Zuo Qiu's red-red binocular eyes, his face is boundless horror, his lips tremble.
Zuo Qiuqiu is on the ground, his hands are still high, and Treasure Sword in his hand is still carrying Su Mo's sword.
However, Zuo Qiu’s hands are constantly shaking, and he is almost unable to hold the sword in his hand.
Because his internal organs have been shattered.
Su Mo did not answer Zuo Qiu, but looked at each other, Shen Sheng: "You and I have no enmity, but the position is different, this…It is your life! ”
"I will give you a happy!"
After all, Su Mo's arm suddenly pressed down, and immediately swiped a little, and the sword light crossed an arc and brought a bloody spray.
Hey!
There was a blood line in the neck of Zuo Qiu, and then his body slammed and fell to the ground and died completely.
Looking at Zuo Qiu's corpse, Su Mo looked up and looked at the square.
Silent and silent all around, everyone is looking at the audience, incredulously looking at the field.
The mysterious disciple disciples, all face dull, all unbelievable
From the sword of Su Mo, to the killing of Zuo Qiu, there are a few breathing time, and everyone has not slowed down.
"haha ha…"
For a moment, the laughter suddenly sounded and the people were brought back to God.
In front of the Sky Moon Country army, Yuan Zhan laughed wildly and his face was full of excitement.
After a short while, Yuan Zhan stopped laughing and proudly looked at the opposite magic iron.
"Magic Iron, the super genius of your mysterious ancestors, but that's it! Still not killed by the genius of my Sky Moon Country. ”
Yuan war was full of spring breeze and said loudly.
Yuan Zhan was very happy. In the first two rounds of fighting, the defeat of his own defeat was extremely incomparable. Now he finally moved back to the game and made him happy.
The magic iron face is a piece of iron blue, and my heart is extremely depressed.
Originally, I wanted to sweep the other side of the round. I didn't expect this third round of fighting. On the other side of the sky, there was an evildoer.
The power of this child is simply Heaven Defying.
If it weren't for Aura in Su Mo, it was indeed the Spiritual Martial Third Layer. He doubted whether Su Mo had hidden the cultivation base.
"Yuan Zhan, don't be too proud."
The magic iron blackened his face and angered: "You are only one victory in the sky and the moon. What is high and proud?"
"haha!"
Yuan Zhan laughed and said: "A battle is enough to fight your strongest genius."
"Hmph!"
The magic iron snorted, and immediately looked at Su Mo again, and the murderous murder passed.
Heaven Defying, if it is fully grown up, will be extremely unfavorable to him in the future.
The magic iron is darkly calculated.
In the field, Su Mo stands as a spear, showing an invincible posture.
Su Mo turned his eyes and fell into the army of the Iron Forest.
Sighted across the Iron Forest Corps, Su Mo looked at the more than two hundred mysterious disciples.
Slightly sinking, Su Mo shouted: "Who else? Willing to play battle! ”
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