After all, it’s not wise to kill people rashly and watch the outside world.
But Su Mo didn’t expect that besides Bixia Palace, Zhenhuomen and Fenghaoyu, there were other monks who killed him!
"Su Mo, I don’t want your blood quenching knife to hand over this extremely flying sword in your hand. I can spare you from dying."
The man dressed in a gray robe and relying on his four veins to build a foundation is naturally full of confidence.
"No problem if you want to fly a sword."
Sumo nodded his head, slapped the palm of his hand and turned the conversation. "But I’m afraid you can’t pick it up!"
Whoosh Whoosh Whoosh
Su Mo waved his sleeve robe, and three swords shot out in three directions, surrounded by the grey robe monk, instantly sealing his way out!
"ah!"
Friar Grey changed his look and exclaimed, "Three extremely flying swords!"
There are also waves of restlessness in the square outside the five elements umbrella.
Don’t say it’s the presence of Godsworn Tsukiji. Even the vast majority of then-real monks have not had a magic weapon for hundreds of years.
Now, Su Mo’s three-vein foundation actually sacrificed three extremely flying swords in one breath!
Friar Grey keeps up with the crisis, and the spiritual force surges wildly. Four veins of spiritual force erupt, and the flying sword is withdrawn.
"break!"
Then the grey robe monk pinched the spirit tactic and broke out, and the spirit once again blocked a very flying sword.
Facing the third pole flying sword, the grey robe monk’s left arm suddenly flashed with dazzling light, and the defensive spirit weapon fine steel’s armguard was revealed.
Friar Grey waved his arm and stopped the third handle to fly the sword.
Dare to enter the five-element umbrella to compete for the seats on the spiritual list are all outstanding geniuses of all families, and no one is easy to be younger.
See the grey robe monk broke out three strokes in a row to resist the three directions to fly sword. The crowd couldn’t help but give a sigh.
Watching the star gate, then the real person stroking the jaw beard and nodding repeatedly, saying, "Good, I didn’t lose my star frontispiece."
As soon as the voice fell, I saw that the battlefield situation in the five-element umbrella changed instantly.
Just as the grey robe monk blocked three extremely flying swords, Su Mo’s face showed that the palm of his hand had three more flying swords in front of the bag!
Hum!
The blade quivers lightly, and four spiritual lines flicker.
Three extremely flying swords again!
Seeing this scene, the crowd was in an uproar.
Many then real eyes are red, and I can’t wait to rush into the five-element umbrella and rob Su Mo’s bag to see how many treasures there are.
In the last year of Mo Ling Refiner Workshop, when Su Mo can refine the extremely clever device, he will refine one every day.
That is to say, the number of extremely clever devices in his bag has exceeded 300!
Among these 300 pieces, Su Mo made a set of flying swords tailored by himself.
These six handles are part of this set of flying swords.
Friar Grey in the battlefield has just blocked three flying swords, and before he can catch his breath, another sword of light is stabbing right against his face.
"How is there …"
Poof!
The grey robe monk came and said half a sentence, and his chest was pierced by the flying sword, and the blood poured wildly. He looked unwilling to fall down, but his greed in his eyes still did not dissipate, and his lips whispered, "Flying sword is extremely …"
Seeing this scene, the reality of Stargate then snorted and looked pale.
Anyway, after all, it was the grey robe monk who first attacked Su Mo, and even if he died in the five-element umbrella, he could not blame others.
Su Mo waved his sleeve robe and recovered six extremely flying swords. He continued to gallop in the distance.
It didn’t take long for the road to be blocked by four veins again.