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"Yes, we saw it with our own eyes!" Another person should way
Two perfect horoscopes!
There was an uproar in the crowd.
"Huh?"
Su Mo’s eyes turned and fell on the faces of those who spoke.
It was the monks of the Great Xia Dynasty and the Great Shang Dynasty who spoke.
Ten days ago, the two dynasties were defeated, and these monks escaped by luck, and now they have come here to disperse and hide from the crowd.
"We have hundreds of Taoist friends to shoot together. How powerful can this person’s longbow play?"
"Good friends, don’t be frightened by this man. It is said that this man is the first refiner in Zhou Dynasty, and there are many extremely clever weapons in the bag that killed him. These treasures are us!"
When I heard these words, I was hesitant and retired. The friar moved his heart again.
The crowd became restless.
Chapter three hundred and fifty-six You want to see me?
Two perfect horoscopes, three pulse pills, and many extreme horoscopes make every monk lose his mind!
"Once you start, a monk will fall from this man’s longbow, but if I don’t die, I will have a chance to win the perfect spirit and pulse Dan!"
"This bow can only take ten arrows at most, and we have hundreds of monks. How many can he kill?"
Many monks have their own ideas and are ready to move.
A thin friar hides and looks like a poisonous snake, staring at Su Mo’s fingers with a faint blue light.
There is a chill in the stone room.
"kill!"
I don’t know who shouted for a moment in the crowd to ignite the war.
Su Mo didn’t look at the handshaking, but an arrow followed the sound and instantly shot a monk in the hidden crowd!
Many flying swords have broken their sharp edges, and the aura in the stone chamber has surged, and many spiritual arts have crashed.
Su Mo’s eyes are bright, and the palm of his hand swats the bag for ten flying swords.
The body of the sword is shaking and the light is shining, and the flying sword is flying halfway, leaving a series of sword marks to arouse the array light.
In an instant, ten flying swords gather together, and the tips of the swords form a huge sword-shaped disk, like a hot sun, which blooms with ten firm but gentle swords, dazzling and striking!
Candle shines on the sword array!
When! When! When!
There was a sharp collision between Jin Ge and many flying swords, and the sword array was smashed into the stone wall, and the sword body trembled.
"The sword array division is actually a sword array division!"
"There must be more treasures in his bag with ten extremely flying swords!"
"Good Qiang Jian array!"
The monks shouted one after another.
"Go!"
Su Mo pointed a huge sword-shaped scorching sun forward and rolled it over the crowd. The sword light was cold and the sword shadow was flying with a scarlet and dazzling blood fog.
The killing has been!
When the three-vein foundation is built, Su Mo candle can already kill the five-vein foundation according to the sword array.
Now Su Mo has opened the fourth spiritual vein, and the spiritual force is more vigorous, and the control of the candle-illuminated sword array is more powerful.
Even though these monks are all geniuses from various clans in the wild mainland, they still can’t resist the candlelight.
"ah! Ah! Ah! "
There was a scream in the crowd.
Zheng!
At the same time, Su Mo put away the moon-covering bow and took out a huge bloody long knife from the bag with a backhand swing!
When! When! When!
Many flying swords were smashed and scattered on the spot by blood quenching knives.
Unless it’s extremely clever, it can’t stop the sharp edge of the blood quenching knife!
Going!
Boom!
Su Mo’s handling of blood vessels seems to set off a stormy wave, accompanied by shocking rolling thunder and strange tiger and leopard sounds.
Su Mo held the blood quenching knife in one hand and pointed to a group of monks’ avenues. "This is the perfect spirit blood quenching knife. I see which one of you has the life to get it!"
Many monks were silenced by Su Mo’s means.
"shoot!"
At the same time, Ji Yaoxue ordered
Dimly discernible peak all have to help Su Mo.
Boom!
Su Mo used the plough frame to step out of the sole of his foot and hit the ground with a loud noise. The whole magic room seemed to be crumbling at any moment.
Many monks are unstable, and their bodies are short and almost fall down.